Chapter 353: Sun-woo is My Husband Now.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 353: Sun-woo is My Husband Now.
Thrust, thrust.
"Ha-eung!... Ha-ang!... Haa-ahng!... Hwa-ahng!"
With every movement of Sun-woo’s hips, Bukgung Yeon’s moans grew louder.
She was currently drenched in an overwhelming sense of happiness.
She was a woman who had lived her entire life in loneliness, having lost her family to the Evil Demon and the benefactors who had cared for her to Lee Yeon.
She was a woman who had intentionally turned away from affection, calling it a luxury.
Now, a man had appeared who shared his affection with her unreservedly.
How could she not be happy?
She was so happy that tears welled up in her eyes.
"Haa-ah-ahng!!... Sun-woo!!... I love you!... Ha-eueung... I love you so much!"
Over and over, she bared her overflowing heart to him.
How else could she express this emotion if not with the word 'love'?
"Haah... haah... I... love you too... Yeon-ah..."
Sun-woo also whispered his love to Bukgung Yeon, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
Looking at her, he felt his own love surging.
Bukgung Yeon was beautiful—so incredibly beautiful that one couldn't take their eyes off her.
Furthermore, her cold and haughty personality made that beauty even more alluring, like a flower blooming elegantly upon a sheer cliffside.
At first, she had felt distant and difficult.
But the moment they shared a drink and he saw her fragile inner self, Sun-woo knew.
He realized how desperately she had constructed her outer shell.
She had been afraid.
Afraid of giving affection.
Afraid of receiving it.
That was why she had crafted such a cold exterior and refused to let anyone near her.
Yet, beneath that surface lay a tender heart that craved love more than anything.
Once he understood that side of her, he wanted to cradle her.
He felt a desire to give her all the love he had.
He didn't want to leave her lonely anymore.
And as they became one, Bukgung Yeon cried out her love.
She had shattered her icy shell and revealed her inner self, which hungered for affection.
She was so lovely.
She was so incredibly cute.
How could his heart not overflow with love for such a woman?
Clack, clack, clack.
Sun-woo began to swing his hips even faster, feeling the tight, maddening grip of her pussy.
"Ha-ang... ha-ahng... Sun-woo... more... more... do it faster..."
Her eyes rolled back from the interlocking pleasure, and Bukgung Yeon urged him on.
Hearing her words, Sun-woo increased his speed even further.
"Haah... haah... Yeon-ah... you're a pervert."
Sun-woo let out a chuckle as he looked at her, finding her reaction amusing.
"Haa-ah-ah-ahng... Yeon-ah... is a pervert... that's right... Yeon-ah... wants to be... fucked... more and more... by Sun-woo."
Hearing Sun-woo's words, Bukgung Yeon spat out incredibly lewd phrases.
She bucked her hips, matching his rhythm perfectly.
"Haah... haah... My... perverted Yeon-ah... I'll make you feel even better."
"Heueung... ha-eueung... I love it... ha-ang... more... more... make me feel better."
With Bukgung Yeon’s permission, Sun-woo began to circulate the Yin-Yang Harmony Divine Art to its absolute peak.
Immediately, a massive amount of Yin-Yang Harmony Qi began to swirl through both their bodies.
Make her sensitive.
In that state, Sun-woo pushed her senses to the extreme.
Woooooooong.
The heightened sensitivity began to amplify the pleasure exponentially.
Three times... five times... ten times... fifty times... up to a hundred times.
Squeltch.
In that state, Sun-woo buried his dick all the way to the root, deep into Bukgung Yeon’s uterus.
"Kyaha-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahng!"
A scream instantly tore from Bukgung Yeon’s throat.
"Haa-ah-ah-ah-ahng!!!!! Sun-woo!!!! I...! I'm going crazy!!!! I feel like I'm losing my mind!!!"
Bukgung Yeon began to plead incessantly through her tears.
The pleasure flooding her was incomparable to anything she had felt before.
It was literal.
She felt like she was going insane.
Every time Sun-woo’s dick moved, she was swept away by a pleasure that felt like Ascension.
It was good.
It was so good.
Maddeningly so.
"Haa-ah-ah-ah-ahng! Sun-woo!! Please... hic... slowly... slowly..."
Bukgung Yeon began to beg, her voice strained by the maximized pleasure that bordered on pain.
However, Sun-woo ignored her pleas and continued to drive his hips, making Bukgung Yeon feel her consciousness slipping away.
"...Haak... haak... haak... Yeon-ah... I'm going to cum."
Feeling the urge to ejaculate, Sun-woo gasped out the words.
"Haa-ah-ah-ah-ahng!!!!! Fill my uterus with Sun-woo's seeds! Make me pregnant with Sun-woo's baby!"
Hearing him, Bukgung Yeon clung to her fading consciousness and pleaded with him.
She wanted his affection.
She wanted everything this man had to give.
Clack, clack.
Phut-shuuuuuuu.
Soon, Sun-woo ejaculated right then and there, deep into the depths of her uterus.
Sun-woo’s semen, having entered her womb, began to hammer against her uterine walls.
"Ha-heueuk! Haa-ah-ahk! Heua-ah-ahk!"
Bukgung Yeon screamed at the massive pleasure of the fluid striking her womb.
She felt like she might die.
And yet, she felt satisfied.
She felt as though her uterus was being filled to the brim with Sun-woo’s love.
"Haa-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahng!"
Thud.
With one final, massive moan, Bukgung Yeon’s head fell back, and she fainted.
She simply couldn't withstand the pleasure created by the combination of his dick's assault on her uterine walls and the hundredfold amplification of sensation.
Glug, glug.
Not long after, Sun-woo’s semen began to spill out from Bukgung Yeon’s pussy.
Her pussy was instantly covered in a mixture of blood, sexual fluid, and semen.
Sun-woo looked at her and collapsed right on top of her.
A massive wave of exhaustion had washed over him as the price for amplifying the pleasure.
Soon, the two were tangled together, their bodies overlapping.
Satisfied smiles were etched onto both their faces.
*
Sun-woo felt a warm sensation snuggling into his arms.
The touch was not only warm but also provided a sense of comfort—so much so that he felt he never wanted to let go.
Sun-woo pulled the figure closer.
"Uung."
At the same time, he heard a sleep-mumbled voice in his ear.
It was a very beautiful, melodic voice.
Shiver.
In an instant, a chill ran down Sun-woo’s spine.
He realized that someone was sleeping with him.
In the North Sea, the only person he should have been intimate with was Neung So-hwa.
But no matter how he thought about it, that beautiful voice didn't sound like Neung So-hwa’s.
Sun-woo steadied his racing heart and slowly opened his eyes.
And then...
Sun-woo’s jaw dropped.
An impossible situation was unfolding before his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was hair as white as fresh snow.
Next was the face of a peerless beauty, her cheeks flushed red.
Bukgung Yeon!
Sun-woo’s eyes widened at the sight of her.
How could she be sleeping in the same bed as him?
Sun-woo’s eyes darted around as he began to recall the events of last night.
I definitely... yesterday... had a drink... got drunk first... she cried... I comforted her... and then we coupled?
Before long, Sun-woo could clearly remember everything that happened last night.
His complexion instantly turned pale.
He remembered that while comforting her, they had shared the pleasures of the bed.
Sun-woo stared blankly, his mind going numb.
He had no idea how to handle this.
He was already involved with numerous women.
He had been doubting if he could even handle them, and yet he had added another woman to the list?
Dismay and guilt began to seep into Sun-woo’s eyes.
He couldn't bear the thought of facing the women who were waiting for his return.
How could he look them in the eye?
He had committed such an infidelity.
Sun-woo wore a soul-crushed expression.
"Are you awake?"
A soft voice reached Sun-woo’s ears.
Snap.
Sun-woo, who had been spacing out, quickly looked down.
There, he saw it.
A cute woman looking up at him with large, wide eyes.
"......Yes."
Sun-woo answered shyly to her question.
"You said you wouldn't call me that anymore."
Bukgung Yeon puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.
"Huh?"
"You said we'd speak comfortably to each other."
".......Right."
"Hehehehe, I like it."
Satisfied with Sun-woo’s answer, Bukgung Yeon gave a bright smile and snuggled deeper into his chest.
"Um... do you remember everything from yesterday?"
Sun-woo stared at her blankly before asking.
"Yup!"
Bukgung Yeon nodded her head.
Her face was full of life and color.
What the...
Sun-woo felt bewildered.
Yesterday, she might have acted that way because she was drunk, but wasn't she completely sober now?
So why was she acting no different than when she was intoxicated?
"Yeon-ah."
Sun-woo spoke as he looked at Bukgung Yeon.
"Whaaaat?"
Bukgung Yeon drew out her words playfully.
"Are you still drunk?"
"No? I'm completely sober."
"But you seem a bit different than usual."
"How am I different?"
Bukgung Yeon asked, her eyes sparkling.
"Well... how should I put it... you've become much softer."
"Of course I should be soft when I'm facing my husband."
"Hus...band?"
"Yup! My husband."
Bukgung Yeon nodded slightly as she continued.
"Sun-woo is my husband now."
Bukgung Yeon gave a pure, clear smile.
"Let's rebuild and prosper the North Sea Ice Palace together from now on. Oh, and I think three children would be just right. One is lonely, two is awkward, so exactly three is good. Of course, if you want more, I don't mind. The more children, the better."
"............."
Sun-woo remained silent at Bukgung Yeon’s bold words.
He had no idea how to respond to this.
But soon, Sun-woo shook his head from side to side.
He couldn't stay in the North Sea.
He already had a wonderful home called the Tang Clan.
It was impossible.
"Um... Yeon-ah."
"Mhm, mhm... tell me."
Bukgung Yeon’s eyes sparkled as she waited for him to speak.
"I can't stay in the North Sea."
"...........What?"
Hearing Sun-woo’s words, Bukgung Yeon’s expression turned to one of disbelief.
"I have a place I must return to."
"........And where is that?"
Bukgung Yeon’s expression instantly hardened as she asked back.
"The Tang Clan."
"Why do you have to go back?"
"There are people waiting for me."
"Are they women?"
"........Yes."
Sun-woo nodded his head.
"......Was I just a one-night plaything to you?"
Glisten.
Tears began to well up in Bukgung Yeon’s eyes as she spoke.
"It's not like that!"
Sun-woo waved his hands in denial.
How could he think such a thing?
Even if he had been drunk, he was the one who had taken her virginity.
It was unthinkable.
"If it's not like that! Then why are you saying you're going back!"
"That's... I already have a fiancée... and besides... there are other women too..."
"Fine. It would be nonsense for a man like you not to have a single woman. I can understand that. So just bring them all to the North Sea."
"That's... they're all registered with the Tang Clan, so I think that would be difficult..."
"Then... are you going to abandon me, Sun-woo?"
Drip.
Tears began to stream down Bukgung Yeon’s face.
Her eyes were filled with deep sorrow and a pitiful longing.
The sight tugged at Sun-woo’s heartstrings.
"Hic... sob... don't go... don't abandon me... don't leave..."
Bukgung Yeon wept uncontrollably, pleading with Sun-woo.
"............"
Sun-woo couldn't say a word.
He didn't even know where to begin.
"Yeon-ah..."
"Sob... hic... I won't... fight anymore... and I'll listen to you... so... don't abandon Yeon-ah..."
Bukgung Yeon’s voice trembled violently as she sobbed.
"Yeon-ah..."
Sun-woo called her name with a pained expression.
This woman who had been like steel.
This woman who had been like ice.
This woman who had seemed so unbreakable.
Seeing her cry so sorrowfully made his heart feel like it was being ripped apart.
Hug.
Sun-woo pulled the weeping Bukgung Yeon into a tight embrace.
Tremble, tremble, tremble.
A massive shuddering began to transmit from her body to his.
She was shaking.
Like a child gripped by terror.
She was afraid.
Afraid of being abandoned by him.
Afraid of a precious person leaving her side.
Squeeze.
Sun-woo held her even more warmly.
Stroke, stroke.
"I won't abandon you... I'll never abandon you... so... don't cry, Yeon-ah."
Sun-woo slowly stroked the back of her head, soothing her.
"Hic... sob... don't go... Yeon-ah will be good... don't go..."
Despite Sun-woo’s comfort, Bukgung Yeon continued to shed tears, repeating the same words over and over.
Like a broken clockwork doll.
The anxiety blooming deep within her heart clearly wouldn't subside.
Sun-woo stroked her snow-white hair again and again until her trembling and tears finally stopped.
Hoping that she would find peace.
Perhaps Sun-woo’s efforts paid off.
Bukgung Yeon slowly began to calm down.
Feeling Sun-woo’s comfortable embrace and his gentle touch.