Chapter 158: Bella and Grace (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 158: Bella and Grace (2)
Bella was the very picture of an elf.
She was so beautiful it was hard to believe she was a mother of two. She had flawless, fair skin, large, maternal breasts, and the rich allure unique to a married woman.
“Hyun-woo...♡”
And with that, she began to seduce me with her sweet, coquettish voice.
There's a reason they say the first place hunters go after leaving a gate isn't the Association, but a brothel. After a series of non-stop battles, my fatigue had piled up, and so had my sexual frustration.
Normally, I would have gladly taken her in my arms, but the situation they had just been in kept replaying in my mind.
“...If you're doing this out of a sense of debt, you don't have to force yourself. I'm fine.”
To be honest, I didn't want to miss out on a mother-daughter sandwich.
But if they were doing this because they felt indebted to me, I wanted to stop them, no matter what.
At the very least, I didn't want to be the kind of guy who thinks with his dick.
As if reading my mind, Bella quietly approached and linked her arm with mine. My arm was buried between her enormous breasts.
The sensation made me gasp, and my lower body instantly grew stiff.
“...Of course, what I'm feeling might be a sense of debt. But on stage, isn't the lead actor's heart what matters most? Today, I'm merely a supporting character.”
“...A supporting character?”
Her face flushed red, Bella stroked my arm and then turned her head.
“Grace.”
“...”
At Bella's call, Grace, who was standing near the entrance, flinched.
Shhh. But her obvious tension lasted only a moment before she followed her mother's lead and took off her robe.
I couldn't help but swallow dryly at the sight of her pale, white skin, now revealed.
Perhaps because she took after her mother, her waist was thin, but her breasts were quite large. At least an F-cup, I guessed.
Her hips were wide, too.
“Hyun-woo, do you know why there are so few of us elves?”
“...Because you're a long-lived race?”
Bella shook her head lightly.
Her large breasts swayed from side to side with the movement. They seemed about a size larger than Grace's.
“That's not entirely wrong, but it's also because elves are extremely particular when choosing a partner compared to other races. Humans choose mates based on looks, wealth, and personality, and beast-kin live with the desire to bear the children of the strong. But for elves, unless it's a partner they desire from the bottom of their hearts, the probability of conception drops drastically.”
“...Is that even possible?”
“Yes, because elves are the first race sculpted by God.”
The first race sculpted by God? It sounded like an elven supremacist remark, but in a world where gods actually exist, it might not be entirely untrue.
“Serving you tonight is partly to repay your kindness, but the bigger reason is that my daughter fell for you at first sight, you see?”
“...?”
As a man, I couldn't ignore that, and my gaze naturally turned to Grace.
As if to prove Bella's words, Grace quietly blushed and avoided my eyes. It was a familiar reaction I'd often seen from my women.
“...But I rescued Sylvia at the auction house, too.”
“Th-that's not all!”
“Then what?”
“W-well...”
Grace's lips trembled as she fidgeted with her fingers. The way she kept stealing glances at me was the very picture of a virgin.
Her answer to my question didn't come for a long time.
Just as an awkward silence settled, Bella whispered in my ear.
“She says she fell for you because you were like a prince when you rescued her from the underground prison.”
“M-Mom!!”
Her elven hearing must have been sharp, because Grace rushed to cover Bella's mouth, but Bella sidestepped, causing Grace to fall right into my arms instead.
“Are you okay?”
I wondered if she'd twisted her ankle, but thankfully, that didn't seem to be the case.
“I-I'm fiiine...”
Was it because I'd only been with virgins since my first time?
I could instinctively tell that Grace was a virgin.
I gently caressed the thigh of Grace, who was still in my arms.
“Hic?!”
Startled by the sudden touch, Grace's body twitched.
But she soon quieted down as if nothing had happened.
Her body was trembling slightly, but she didn't seem to dislike it.
“Grace, would it be okay if I spoke to you more casually?”
You shouldn't judge an elf's age by their appearance, but it felt awkward to keep using formal speech with Grace, who looked to be about my age.
Fortunately, Grace nodded.
“Hyun-woo, please speak casually to me as well.”
“...”
But speaking casually to Bella wasn't so easy.
It wasn't that Bella looked old. It was just that I could vaguely guess her age, given she was a mother of two.
“Alright.”
But I couldn't be tactless enough to point that out.
Bella watched Grace in my arms with a pleased expression. The shyness she'd shown when taking off her robe seemed to have faded.
“By the way, Bella, are you sure about this? What about your husband?”
“...You're a very kind person, Hyun-woo.”
Bella's eyes widened slightly before returning to normal. I could see a hint of affection in her gaze.
“I was widowed about 150 years ago. Normally, I would live the rest of my life without remarrying, but... helping my daughter on her first night as her mother is fine.”
No matter how I look at it, that doesn't seem fine at all.
But I didn't want to say anything to ruin the mood now.
The only thing that mattered right now was that an attractive woman named Bella was using her daughter as an excuse to be with me.
I reached out and wrapped my arm around Bella's waist. This was more my style than just linking arms.
“Somehow... you smell so good, Hyun-woo...♡”
“Sniff, haah...♡”
I lowered the concentration of my pheromones so it wouldn't be overwhelming. I'd gotten the hang of controlling the magical barrier covering my skin.
Exposed to the pheromones, both of their eyes glazed over dreamily.
“Bella, shouldn't you start by teaching your daughter how to kiss?”
“...You have a point.”
Bella gave a sultry eye-smile, befitting a married woman, and wrapped her arms around my neck.
Her lips, drawing closer, were as red as if she were wearing makeup.
“Mwah...♡”
Starting with a light peck as if testing the waters, we began to tangle our tongues.
“Chup, chwuu...♡ Jjup... Heut♡”
Sharing body heat and saliva, we shared a mental satisfaction and physical excitement.
Then, I firmly gripped her ass, which had been catching my eye for a while.
“Hnngh...!♡”
At that moment, I was speechless.
How could she have such a big, soft ass without a single bit of excess fat?
It was only then that I realized the phrase "a race sculpted by God" wasn't elven supremacism at all.
Bella continued to kiss me, leaving her body in my hands.
In the middle of it, I realized something: Bella wasn't a very good kisser.
Not only was she passive, but the way she moved her tongue was strangely clumsy. As if it were her first time.
Of course, that couldn't be true, but the sight of this sultry widow being kissed as if she were being devoured by me was overwhelmingly exciting.
A pair of eyes was staring intently at us.
“...Gulp.”
Grace, who had been pushed out of my arms, was watching me kiss her mother as if mesmerized.
She was so focused she seemed to have forgotten to breathe.
And it was the same for Bella.
“Phuah...!”
As if she'd forgotten how to breathe through her nose, we kissed until she reached her limit, then she hastily pulled away, panting heavily.
Her bright red lips glistened with my saliva.
Bella's dazed eyes followed me.
It was a gaze filled with a burning heat.
“So this is a kiss...”
The way she touched her lips as if in regret made me want to fuck her right then and there, but today's main star was Grace.
I couldn't just leave her hanging.
“Grace.”
“Y-yes!”
Her startled reaction to me just calling her name lightly was fun to watch.
Pat, pat. I lightly patted my lap.
I didn't say anything, but Grace quietly came into my arms.
“After tonight, it'll probably be a long time before we meet again. And even when we do, marriage will be difficult. Are you still okay with that?”
“...”
I didn't know how long it would take to return to the Great Forest from the Santala Kingdom.
I'd hurry as much as possible since time was short, but even if we did meet again, I wouldn't be able to marry her.
Once everything was settled, Iris would become the queen of Peledeia, and I would marry her to become the Royal Consort.
If someone like me also married a commoner like Grace, it would be an act that would damage Iris's dignity.
Of course, it wasn't like we could never see each other again. Once everything was over, we would live together, so it would be a common-law marriage.
After a moment of silence, Grace quietly wrapped her arms around my neck.
Close enough for our breaths to mingle, I looked into her eyes.
“...Then please, leave me with the memory of one night. So that I can endure until the day I meet you again, Hyun-woo.”
“Of course.”
I slowly closed the distance.
Peck. Grace's lips were soft and plush against mine.
Being considerate of her first time, I wrapped my arm around her waist and gently tangled our tongues.
The more we shared saliva, the more vividly we felt each other's warmth, but just kissing was starting to feel tantalizingly insufficient.
I carefully reached out and squeezed Grace's breast.
“Heut...?!”
The moment my hand touched her, Grace's back went rigid.
But as I gently stroked her back and caressed her breast, she slowly began to entrust her body to me.
As expected, when it comes to breasts, the bigger the better.
Before even discussing elasticity or texture, they just had to be big.
In that respect, Grace's breasts were magnificent. It felt like my fingers were sinking into her skin.
For a long while, I toyed with Grace's breasts while we shared a deep kiss.
“Haah, haah, haah...♡”
After the kiss, Grace's eyes were glazed over as if she'd had a few drinks. I thought she looked exactly like her mother, Bella.
“You said you fell for me at first sight. Can you tell me what part of me made you fall?”
I buried my face in the nape of Grace's neck, savoring the afterglow of our kiss.
As expected, the scent of a beautiful woman's skin had an addictiveness that no perfume could ever match.
“B-because you were like a prince from a fairy tale I read when I was little...”
Her voice trembled with shyness. The way she turned her head, trying to avoid my gaze, made me feel mischievous.
“Then does that make you a princess, Grace?”
“Th-that's...”
“Just kidding.”
I naturally caressed Grace's body as I laid her down on the mattress.
I'd met so many beautiful women that I'd built up a bit of a tolerance, but even so, Grace was breathtakingly beautiful.
Squish♡
“Heek?!♡”
When I gently stroked the mound of her pussy, Grace covered her mouth with both hands and trembled.
It seemed she'd never even masturbated, so this must have been the first time she'd ever felt pleasure.
‘Down there... seems she's wet enough.’
Thanks to the pheromones, Grace's pussy was so wet that it needed no more foreplay.
Since we couldn't have sex with our clothes on, I quickly threw off my shirt.
“Grace, do you see this?”
“...”
Tossing off my underwear as well, my stiffly erect dick was revealed. I'd felt like it had gotten subtly bigger lately, and looking at it now, I was right.
A monster that looked like it belonged in a Western porn video was hanging between my legs.
Not only was it big and thick, but the bulging, colorful veins made its power look absolutely insane.
“I'm going to put this inside your pussy now.”
To put it nicely, it was an impressively powerful size, but for a virgin, it was also a daunting one.
It wouldn't have been strange for her to get scared and refuse.
But Grace's reaction was different from what I expected.
“C-could you maybe make it a little smaller...?”