The Woman in My Bed
After finishing my shower, I stepped out for a walk to dry my hair. The cool night breeze felt amazing piercing through my scalp. A bluish moon hung in the sky. Perfect atmosphere for a nighttime stroll. This place even had a nice garden for walking. I wandered through the well-manicured paths, relying on the garden lights. My side felt a bit empty without Sujin there, but it didn't matter. In a little while, I'd be enjoying an incredible feast.
I walked slowly, checking the traces of the intense sex I'd shared with Sujin. Images of our wild fucking and Everett watching us filled my head. Thinking about Everett made me burst out laughing. 'Faster than I expected to take the bait. I figured it'd take at least a couple days of setup. Lucky break.'
Things were going way too smoothly. Probably the skill's influence. I had one hell of a good skill. ←Skill→ ◇ Branch Skill [Sensual Luck 2Lv] (A-rank) ↳ Weirdly lewd shit happens to me. A lot. Like, suspiciously so. ←Skill→
Thanks to Sensual Luck, the goddess of fortune smiled on me when it came to horny stuff. No doubt this passive skill boosted the success rate of my sleazy schemes. Would be nice to get a gacha luck skill too. Lately, I'd even earned the Minus Touch title from my shitty pull rates.
As I strolled the path in the cool night air, I spotted long, swaying black hair in the distance. Like a river of deep ink. Behind the fluttering locks, I glimpsed a petite figure swaying gracefully. 'Oh ho. Back view alone screams babe. Was there someone like that at this workshop?'
Seemed like she was out for a walk too. Not many people came here. Everyone else was probably glued to their phones in their rooms. This garden had been my secret spot with Sujin—and Everett. And now some beauty was strolling through it. Felt like a good omen.
She vanished into the path ahead. A predator doesn't let good prey slip away. I followed her into the walkway.
"Hey there, Jaesung."
Suddenly, a familiar voice hit my ears. Han Seungjin. The guy was blocking my path, gazing up at the shimmering moonlight. Come to think of it, I'd run into him here before. His face, lit by the moon, was still annoyingly handsome. No time to waste on pretty boys.
"Hey. Nice night, huh."
I gave a casual reply and tried to move past toward the babe, but he stepped right in front of me. His stride wasn't normal—like a warrior with grim resolve.
"What?"
I asked flatly, and he bowed politely before answering.
"I'd like to formally challenge you to a spar, Jaesung."
"A s-spar?"
His words came out of nowhere. A spar at this hour? Might as well do some moonlit gymnastics. I waved him off.
"I, uh, just showered. And it's bedtime. Sweating now would suck."
"Oh... I see. I thought a Light Control user would make a great sparring partner..."
"Sorry. We'll do it sometime when I'm free."
"Got it! Promise!"
He grabbed my hand dramatically like we were sealing a pact. I jerked back in shock. What the fuck, dude? Creepy as hell from another guy. I shook him off and headed deeper into the garden. But that black-haired beauty was gone. Had she looped back inside? The paths were a maze; no clue which way.
Fuck. Han Seungjin's fault I lost her. So goddamn frustrating. Whatever, we'd probably cross paths again at the workshop. I shelved the regret. Missing new prey sucked, but today was feast day—I could endure.
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In the end, Everett went through with it. Jaesung's room password was 0000. The most forgettable code ever. She punched it in and opened the door. A slightly musky, sweet scent wafted out. Jaesung's body odor.
(It’s addictive.)
His room was surprisingly tidy. Sure, the hotel staff cleaned daily, but even his personal stuff was neatly arranged—untouched by housekeeping.
Everett sat on Jaesung's bed. Freshly laundered sheets smelled of sun-dried fabric. A pleasant solar scent she loved. But no trace of his body odor was a letdown. Right now, his scent would’ve fit better.
She lay back on the sheets. Same brand as hers, but this bed felt comfier for some reason. Probably because she imagined herself here...
(Hoo... Just thinking about it makes me shiver.)
Everett calmed her racing heart with deep breaths, then slowly stripped off her outer clothes. She turned off the lights and slipped into bed, pulling the covers over her head. She was a blushing bride on her wedding night. The darkness hiding her flushed cheeks was a godsend.
(No turning back now...)
She'd come too far. Her heart pounded. She was about to enter a new world. Like her first time as a dungeon hunter. Maybe this was where she truly belonged. Everett knew her own nature well. Playing pretend normal was fine, but denying instinct was bullshit.
She held her breath, waiting for her guest. Her heart raced so hard time flew. Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! The password tones chimed. Ding! The door opened.
Everett closed her eyes. Should she fake sleep breathing? Nah, it'd seem suspicious. 'Gonna get caught anyway, right?'
She knew getting busted here was inevitable—from the start. Hell, even if a miracle hid her identity, she'd reveal herself. Jaesung flipped the covers and slid in. He pinned the huddled body beneath—Everett—with his own.
Just from the feel, Jaesung knew the bride under the blanket wasn't Sujin. Everett felt his body pressing down—heavy enough to make her tremble. Jaesung ignored it, pressing even closer.
(Ah...)
She let out an unintended moan, then panicked. Too soon to get made. They hadn't even done the deed—if he called her out now, it might end prematurely.
Unlike her worry, Jaesung clamped a big hand over her mouth. Now she smelled him up close. Dark room hid his face, but the scent screamed Jaesung. Especially sweet. She wanted to lick his skin.
"Quiet."
His low voice commanded. She nodded.
"No resistance, no pain."
She nodded again. His free hand slipped into her panties. Slightly rough, unshaven pussy. Fun texture to play with. Probably frantically shaved after confirming Sujin's was bald. Imagining Everett grunting solo made Jaesung smirk. He slid a finger into the slit—sticky juices already. Not fully soaked yet, a bit dry. But he knew he could lube it up good.
"You know what's coming?"
She nodded. He moved his hand to her ass. She flinched. He and Sujin did anal as standard. She'd scrubbed there just in case, but sudden entry would shock her body. She only toyed back there occasionally—undeveloped.
'If he forces it open... that could be hot in its own way?'
Jaesung teased her pussy, asshole, and nipples in turn. He was a pro at handling women. In under five minutes, her pussy gushed like a fountain. First time with such skilled, sensitive touch. He knew her erogenous zones better than she did.
"Getting wet from being raped?"
She nodded. He pressed his body flush against hers. His huge cock throbbed through her panties. Instinctively, she ground her ass against it. He whispered in her ear.
"You want it?"
She nodded. Tension made her brain feel like bursting.
"For real? Reina Everett?"
His next words stopped her heart.