Marked as Mine
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Good. So good.
Too good.
This cock... it's too good.
Yeowon felt like she was going insane.
Because Jinwoo's cock was much bigger than it had looked to her eyes.
Because of the massive, heavy girth that filled her perfectly.
Because of that huge shaft scraping her mucous membranes, stimulating her sensitive spots.
But above all, what made her feel so good was...
'We've become one.'
She had become one with Kim Jinwoo.
It had started as an act fueled by jealousy over another woman by his side.
Originally, she'd planned to build up the mood a bit more.
Something romantic and sweet.
She'd even spent ages agonizing over her outfit, carefully choosing this dress.
But then she saw those panties.
The moment those white panties caught Choi Yeowon's eye, all her plans vanished.
They meant nothing anymore.
What was the point now?
Didn't they scream that he already belonged to someone?
Chasing after a man like that would just be cowardly.
But why not me?
I've liked him for so long.
What am I to him?
Just a friend.
Never a lover.
That sense of defeat wrapped around her.
But not anymore.
Right now, Kim Jinwoo was all hers, exclusively.
His body was excited for her, aimed at her.
Jealousy had long faded away.
The scent of that nameless woman filling the room was gone.
All that existed now was the sound of flesh slapping in her ears and the massive pleasure churning her guts.
Every time the bulging glans scraped inside her, her hips lifted and her head tilted back.
But what drove her truly mad...
"Hngh! Hnng! S-something's wrong. M-my breasts... they're tingling... so much..."
Was the sensation in her breasts every time Jinwoo thrust his cock in.
Like being pinched, sometimes licked.
The feeling of her breasts and nipples being sucked and bitten.
Even though Kim Jinwoo's mouth was covering hers right now.
"Mmph! Hnngh...!"
Her breasts, nipples, even her swollen little clit—all tingling with strange stimulation, making her body jolt over and over.
Breathing was hard.
Like invisible hands kneading her erogenous zones directly, chills of pleasure assaulted her whole body.
"W-what? Just now, that was weird! My body, it zapped!"
She asked in shock, but he just smiled leisurely.
"How's it feel?"
"I-it's weird. Feels... so good... but you didn't touch me."
"Means you're that much of a perv."
A perv? Me?
She wanted to deny it, but her body reacted honestly.
Zing! Zzzzzing!
"Ahhk! N-no, my breasts, nipples... it's weird! Electricity keeps—hnngh!!"
Every time he looked at her, the pleasure amplified.
It felt like Kim Jinwoo had planted a switch inside her body and was flipping it at will.
This unknown sensation drove her crazy.
Scary, yet too good to bear.
"Uuugh!! Ohh!!"
Jinwoo grabbed her waist and slammed up hard.
Her already hypersensitive body took the physical shock, and her vision flashed white.
Reason snapped; only instinct remained.
"I-I'm gonna cum! Jinwoo, something's wrong with me! I'm breaking!"
"No. Not yet. You can't cum till you're satisfied."
He stopped thrusting, teasing her.
She was losing her mind.
Climax in sight, but yanked back by the ankles every time.
To reach that peak, she writhed and begged.
"I-I'm satisfied! S-so satisfied, please..."
"Liar. You're nowhere near."
"N-no... I am."
"Not covered in your color yet. Not enough. You gonna let some nameless bitch steal him?"
Those words stung her pride.
And dragged out the deepest desire hidden inside Yeowon.
Yeah. I don't want to lose him.
This man's mine.
To make it certain...
Dopamine levels surged to the limit amid the pleasure.
Panting, she looked up at Jinwoo, now straddling her.
Broad shoulders.
Massive chest.
Defined abs.
And thickly split thighs.
A perfect body.
Muscular frame full of masculinity, paired with a rugged, intimidating face.
The dominant male was ravaging her.
Thrusting his hips with all his power to impregnate the female.
All for me.
Yeah.
I can't let him be taken.
More.
I can satisfy him more.
"Hngh! More, do more! Fuck me harder! Fill my body completely with your color—hnngh!"
Beast-like moans burst from her mouth.
Humiliating, but she couldn't stop.
Her inner walls clenched his shaft wildly on their own.
Like a starving pup, desperately sucking for every drop of his honey.
"Tighten up quick. Gonna cum inside."
Slap!
Jinwoo slapped her breast with his palm.
No pain—just sharp sting mixing with shame, turning to pleasure racing up her spine.
Even this felt good.
Want to feel more.
Be with him more.
But she sensed the end approaching.
Orgasms she'd felt countless times.
And Jinwoo's face, twisted like he'd held back to his limit.
She hugged his thrusting hips and whispered in his ear.
"Cum. Cum inside. Prove I'm yours—drench my body in your evidence."
Her legs wrapped his waist.
Choi Yeowon's desire to never let go, laid bare.
"Hngh!!"
Jinwoo shuddered.
"Gonna cum, so take it."
A firm command.
The dominant male's order to his female—Yeowon nodded.
"Impregnate me. Fill me up deep, make my belly bulge."
Obscene lines she couldn't believe came from her own mouth.
Jinwoo smiled like that was the right answer.
"Good girl."
His hips bent like a bow, then plunged like a bullet into her.
Her cervix thumped as hot heat exploded.
Her walls spasmed, milking his cock tight.
Not letting a single drop escape.
"Urghhh!!"
Light flashed before her eyes.
The ceiling fluorescent flickered like a meteor shower pouring down.
A cascade of light on her.
Eyes dazzled.
Fireworks exploding in her head, body trembling.
Her body wouldn't obey her will.
"Urghh!"
Beast-like groans leaked from her mouth.
Embarrassing.
But she couldn't control it.
Jinwoo looked down at her.
A face gazing at something utterly lovable.
Yeah.
This is it.
This expression.
If I can monopolize this look.
If he just adores me.
Perfect.
Having poured his hot life into Yeowon, Jinwoo stayed connected, collapsing atop her.
The endless volume of semen dazed her mind.
Her lower belly felt so vividly heavy and full.
The sensation of his cum filling her, spreading inside.
This is it.
Now I've got Jinwoo inside me too.
Erased that woman's scent completely.
Yeowon hugged Jinwoo tremblingly as he collapsed on her.
His sweat-slick chest pressed against her soft breasts.
Their heartbeats overlapped as one.
Thump thump.
"Haa, haa..."
She gazed hazily at the ceiling.
Her body limp and relaxed, not a finger's strength left.
But her heart brimmed fuller than ever.
Jinwoo, atop her, kissed her cheek.
"You're so pretty today."
"Not... 'cause of the sex, right?"
"Is it?"
His usual teasing joke.
But today, it didn't annoy her.
"Felt... good."
Yeowon swallowed her shyness and said it.
"Wanna do it again?"
She said it because Jinwoo still looked unsated.
Absolutely not because she wanted more.
Alcohol and anger-fueled sex.
The night with Yeowon was hot and long.
First, rough sex.
Then, mood-filled sex.
"One more time... I wanna cum more."
Yeowon, not satisfied yet, begged for another round, so we did it again.
"Guess we slept enough for today."
With fire lit in me, I flipped her over my shoulder and went again.
And then.
"I'll do it more than that woman. Gonna leave my marks all over your body, this room."
Because of Yeowon's possessive declaration, we did it once more.
I couldn't even count how many times we fucked, how many loads I pumped, how much I sprayed her body with my cum—it was that brutal.
And now.
"...Morning already."
"Yeah."
We'd pulled an all-nighter wide-eyed and greeted dawn.
After washing up together post-sex, Yeowon's body carried a familiar scent.
The shampoo and body wash I always used.
Naked in my arms, she alternated sniffing her own body and mine, smiling.
"We smell the same."
"Like that so much?"
"Of course. Your scent's soaked into my body. Means mine's on you too."
Her cheeky grin was so cute.
Her possessive smile was beautiful.
I stroked her hair.
The familiar scent tickled my nose.
"Won't you miss class like this? Barely slept."
She looked up at me.
"Wanna skip class today?"
"Can a grad student TA say that?"
"No choice. Before that, I'm..."
Yeowon, head on my chest, continued.
"Your friend."
Friend.
The word she hesitated over before saying.
Of course I know.
This isn't something mere friends do.
But since we haven't defined the relationship yet, she's keeping us on that ambiguous friend line.
The reason's probably...
That white panty left in the washer.
At the same time, one person popped into my head.
Han Chaa.
The cheeky junior.
The cute one who grumbled but kept seeking me out.
The junior I'd fucked right before Yeowon.
The panty owner.
"Thinking about another girl, huh?"
Yeowon pierced my thoughts like a ghost and asked.
"Don't think about her now. When you're with me, focus only on me."
"Sorry."
I stroked her hair as I said it.
"Since we're already like this, wanna skip class?"
"..."
My hand slid slowly downward.
A lecherous move, and a smile tugged at Yeowon's lips.
"Still full of energy, huh."
"Stamina's my strong suit. You too, right Yeowon?"
"Yeah, but..."
She hesitated, looking at me.
"Trying to gloss over it like this..."
She didn't want to seem too easy.
"So you hate it?"
I put my hands on her shoulders, kneading her breasts as I asked.
So soft.
Fucking soft.
Like chewy rice cake.
I hit Like on her nipple tips again.
"Hngh! N-not that I hate it..."
"Then let's do it."
I'm already hard anyway.
Looks like class is a no-go today.
Is this why they say dating distracts from studies?
Fuck, I really don't wanna go to class.