Chapter 230
Chapter 230
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 230
Chapter Title: That Must Be What It Means? (1)
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By the time dawn began to break, I was burning through one final round of sex, savoring the mother and daughter's pussies in turn.
"Ahng♥ Our big burly baby...! Don't go too fast..."
Eon So-young, with her nipples leaking milk everywhere and her voluptuous figure the epitome of motherhood.
"It feels... so good...♥ Hnngh♥"
Namgung Hye, her slender body fitting so perfectly and comfortably in my arms, radiating delicate charm.
One woman who had already conceived and borne my child once, and another who would gradually transform her body into one ready for my seed.
The skilled mother who leisurely accepted my cock, masterfully varying her pace to pleasure the man.
And the fresh young daughter who, the moment my cock entered her, clenched down clumsily and urgently.
The two women, exuding such contrasting charms, had faces that ironically looked strikingly similar as they melted in ecstasy, craving my cock.
"Uh, this doesn't taste that great for an adult... Hnng♥"
"It's plenty delicious for my husband...!"
I grabbed Eon So-young's breasts with both hands, gently flicking her nipples with my tongue while sucking down the leaking milk.
It wasn't particularly flavorful, but the sight of her eyes welling up with tears in utter bliss was the true seasoning for that mother's milk.
Realizing how much I loved seeing her like that, Eon So-young shot me an adorable side-eye.
"Haak♥ Y-You're really...♥"
She subtly teased the man into arousal, then played innocent as if I were the one at fault.
"It's because you're such a tempting bitch... You really gonna pin this on me?"
"Don't say that...♥ I didn't do anything, really? Ahk♥"
Annoyed at her pretending she wasn't the woman wrapping her legs around my waist, I pounded her pussy to my heart's content—but it still didn't feel like enough punishment. So I decided to extend it to her daughter by association.
"Hye, what do you think about So-young getting me all worked up and then claiming she's got no responsibility?"
"Wh-Why ask me... Hnng♥"
"Right now, you two are conspiring to milk this innocent cock dry. Makes you an accomplice too."
Namgung Hye seemed to think she could brush off my nonsense with some reasonable retort, but she just choked on her moans as my cock plunged deep into her belly.
"So, we're applying guilt by association. This pussy's getting confiscated."
"Confiscated...?"
To Namgung Hye, who didn't get it, I kindly explained in detail.
"This pussy's mine from now on...!"
"Th-That's... Aaaang♥"
Squish squish squish squish
Namgung Hye hesitated at my words, but as I started slamming down even harder, she lost her voice to screams and clung to my back, arms wrapped tight.
It stung a little, like a scratch from her nails.
"Mine...! No one's getting this anymore...!"
"Hnng♥ D-Does that mean... Aaang♥"
"I wasn't even gonna touch it...! This is your fault for turning me on like this, Hye!"
No matter how much a husband begs, how many wives would so readily accept another man's seed and get pregnant?
"Cumming inside...! Stamping this pussy as mine for life...!"
Namgung Hye was too busy panting, draped over my body, to say a word—but her lewd lower half gently nudged my cock, urging my release.
"This pussy that conceived my baby...! Except when you're giving birth to my child, no one uses this hole but me... Got it, Hye?"
"Hwik♥ Ah, aguk...! Unngh♥"
With my cock thrusting madly inside her, Namgung Hye couldn't affirm or deny.
That was exactly what I wanted.
"Filling your womb, already packed with my baby batter...! Take it all...!"
Spurt spurt spluuurt
"Haaaah♥"
Crunch
Lost in the pleasure of my cock burrowing to her deepest depths right on cue and blasting cum, I flinched at an unfamiliar sensation on my shoulder.
Not just my shoulder—my back too.
I quickly summoned protective energy, but Namgung Hye was scratching my back with her nails while biting my shoulder in climax.
It hurt a bit, but her desperate clinging only turned me on more, making me feel like my balls were producing cum in real-time.
She must have loved the orgasmic rush, staying lost in the afterglow for a while. It wasn't until later that she noticed the marks she'd left.
"S-Sorry! Does it hurt bad?"
"Not at all."
With protective energy blocking further damage and internal energy staunching the bleeding, it was just minor scratches.
More than that, I admired how Namgung Hye had lost herself completely on my cock.
"If you loved it that much, this pussy really is mine now, right?"
"...Even if it's not a big deal, you got hurt—and that's the first thing you say?"
"Way more important. Confirming it's mine is a hundred times bigger."
I gave a little shake to my still rock-hard cock inside her belly, and Namgung Hye—hypersensitive from her climax—moaned and whipped her head away.
I'd half-expected her to deny it, but even if she loved the cock, she wasn't ready to decide on cheating anytime soon?
I was a bit disappointed, but if that was her will, nothing I could do.
'Play the long game.'
Opportunities would come, and with enough pleasure-marinating, she'd eventually feel no resistance to our adulterous romps.
But I wouldn't learn that things weren't quite going as I'd planned until a little later.
'So that's... what it meant, right?'
After that debauched threesome with mother included, Namgung Hye returned to daily life as if by magic.
She marveled at how a man could wield heat-generating palm techniques at an astonishing level to rapidly dry freshly washed blankets.
Eon So-young sulked a bit over Namgung Hye hogging the final creampie, but anyway—back to normal.
Back to Eon So-young flashing subtle seductive smiles beside her, naturally scolding the bickering twin siblings at the breakfast table.
'Stamping this pussy as mine for life...!'
"What's wrong, dear?"
"Y-Yes?"
Huangbo Jun's voice startled Namgung Hye, making her drop the side dish she'd been picking up.
"You seem lost in deep thought. Everything alright?"
Under her husband's concerned gaze, Namgung Hye hurriedly shook her head with a smile.
"Just didn't sleep well..."
"Is that so?"
Namgung Hye felt a pang of conscience under Huangbo Jun's worried eyes.
Though her feelings for Kang Yun had shifted dramatically last night, her affection for her husband hadn't vanished.
She just realized the affections she held for each man were distinctly different in nature.
'This isn't right...!'
Namgung Hye acutely understood her mother's old words now.
Love without pleasure exists, but pleasure without love does not. Add Kang Yun's words to that, and her heart churned like a stormy sea.
"Your color doesn't look good. Why not go rest?"
"Do it, Hye. Even Brother sees your complexion's off."
"R-Really?"
It was a matter of the heart, not the body, but Namgung Hye quickly finished eating and excused herself under Namgung Hak and Huangbo Jun's concern.
Crossing the garden with heavy steps, Namgung Hye felt stray thoughts plaguing her mind even more alone.
'Young master...'
The moment she admitted the joy of surrendering to that man, she also realized what Huangbo Jun—who couldn't give her that joy—truly was to her.
Undeniably loved and precious, but not a man.
No matter how she tried, she couldn't muster romantic love for Huangbo Jun, who couldn't impregnate her or pleasure her as a woman.
Regardless of her efforts, her instincts refused to see Huangbo Jun as a man.
'This isn't right...!'
"Fancy meeting you here."
Namgung Hye, who had been walking with her head down, looked up at the man's cheerful greeting as he approached soundlessly.
"Breakfast sit well?"
"Y-Yeah..."
Namgung Hye mumbled a hesitant reply. Hearing it, the man naturally fell into step beside her.
Light and breezy for topics others could hear, hushed for the forbidden ones.
His relentless chatter was so nonchalant, it was impossible to think he was the root of her turmoil.
Thus, Namgung Hye began doubting if her assumptions were correct.
'Did he... really propose to me... for real?'
Namgung Hye was thoroughly misunderstanding.
She was a married woman, sure—but this newlywed couple hadn't even consummated properly.
The Huangbo Family might blush a bit, but with the husband's manhood impaired, annulling the marriage wouldn't invite blame on the Namgung Family.
'He said it was his forever...'
Crude words, but that's how men were. Meaning he'd annul her marriage to Huangbo Jun if needed to claim her.
He already had multiple wives, so maybe he just wanted her as one more.
'What should I do...!'
Her reason screamed that sharing a husband with her mother was utterly scandalous, but her instincts weren't entirely repulsed.
Unlike Huangbo Jun, whom she no longer saw as a man, her snowballing affection for Kang Yun—piled up through circumstances—was pure attraction to him as a male, a stud.
She resisted the animalistic urge to choose a mate by instinct alone, but the scales in her heart wavered on accepting his proposal.
"Oh, this pavilion here's got some nice charm to it."
Then the man's voice pulled her from her reverie back to the world.
Looking up, they were passing a small pavilion called Manyeonjeong.
A pond had been dug around it, where lotuses bloomed beautifully in summer.
Namgung Hye explained it wasn't popular due to its small size, and she caught the man's lips curling mischievously.
"Well, I'll be going now..."
A foreboding chill ran down her spine, making her try to slip away—but his hand shot out, grabbing her wrist.
"Where to?"
Of course, her uneasy premonition proved spot on.
'If he toned down that overly bright vibe just a notch, it'd be perfect...'
Namgung Hye thought as she let him gently pull her arm without resistance.
His other wives would agree with that sentiment too.