Chapter 32
Chapter 32
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: Shh... Stay Quiet... (3)
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"Hng♥ Is that everything?"
"Yes."
Pang pang pang pang♥
I was slamming my cock into the lewd hole that now expertly took every thrust.
I freely kneaded Tang Hye-won's fully exposed breasts after untying the top of her robe, pure bliss pounding into her from behind.
Tang Hye-won skillfully moved her hips and pussy, giving me fresh pleasure with every insertion.
"Yun's really the Blood Demon's disciple? Ahng♥"
No one else, but it was hard to hide the truth from Tang Hye-won.
After all, I'd been egging her on for sex every day, then suddenly told her not to come tonight—and right then, my master showed up.
Anyone would think the timing was too perfect.
She cared for me so much that I could've brushed it off, but things like this always snowballed later with other factors.
Better to come clean now. As a bonus, I told her what I planned to do using the Underground Network.
"Will you hate me? For being the disciple of a lecherous demon?"
"Ahng...♥ A little... I'll think about it...! Hng♥"
Even as she said that, her pussy still lovingly clenched around my cock.
"If you hate it, just say so! I'll pull out right now!"
"Haak, ah, ah, w-wait...♥ Why deeper... Agh!"
I'd said I'd pull out if she hated it—not that I wouldn't thrust even deeper!
I hugged her waist and plunged in to the hilt over and over, her legs going weak until she could barely stand.
"Huaaang...♥ You're cheating...! Cock, your cock's cheating...♥"
"It might not be my pussy much longer, so you gotta savor it while you can!"
"Nooo...♥ It's Yun's pussy, slurp slurp, Yun's pussy forever, hng♥"
"I knew you'd say that!"
The joy of one more thing I didn't have to hide from my woman whipped my hips into a frenzy.
My cock showed no sign of slowing as it plunged through her sopping, sticky pussy, so I was a bit late catching what she said next.
"Th-there's... hng! A con...!! S-slow down a bit...♥"
"That's your condition?"
"No, nooo...♥ Hiyaang!"
I could forgive being the disciple of the world's greatest lecher, so she could compromise once.
I ignored the local rebels defying the central authority and slowed my hips.
Rebels only listen when you crush them with force...
"Ung...♥ So, there's something I wanna try..."
Her soft whisper in my ear meant nothing with the sound barrier up, but my cock throbbed anyway.
Peng Yeon-hwa was a woman of strong responsibility.
More precisely, she couldn't abandon those who relied on her.
For her, the memory of Kang Yun being kidnapped by the Blood Demon last night wasn't exactly pleasant.
Which was why she headed to the inn where the Go family was staying.
She couldn't let her conscience rest without at least an apology.
She vaguely noticed her daughter Tang Yeong pacing anxiously outside but paid it no mind and went in.
"Lady Tang Hye-won is currently in a meeting."
The maid informed her, so Peng Yeon-hwa waited.
The flustered maid suggested waiting elsewhere, but she refused.
An apology required proper sincerity.
But when half a shichen—an hour—passed, she couldn't help growing impatient.
'What on earth are they talking about?'
Curiosity piqued about their conversation, she perked up her ears—and sensed something off.
Voices might not carry if it was secretive; sound transmission was common in the jianghu.
But breathing?
For an expert like her, catching breaths through a wall was child's play—yet she heard nothing?
She discreetly extended her internal energy, deploying a sound-detection technique.
'A formation...?'
She soon detected a wall of energy blocking her probe—likely muffling the sounds.
'A secret Tang Family technique for their hidden guards?'
Intrigued, she scattered her energy finely and seeped it slowly through the formation wall.
Since the formation's energy wasn't overwhelmingly strong, her technique soon pierced it, capturing the sounds within.
Sounds of base, beastly copulation that offered no benefit in hearing.
We were on the bed. Well, precisely, I was lying down.
"How's this...? Huaaang♥ Feels good?"
Tang Hye-won, straddling me and shaking her overwhelming breasts, asked happily.
"Always, hng, you make me feel good... So just once, I wanted to try being on top...♥"
I lay there like a stone, while she did all the moving.
"Hye-won, I wanna... I wanna too..."
I bucked my hips toward the delicious slit devouring my cock, but she sternly pressed my stomach down with her hand.
"Just hold still once. Just once..."
She insisted it was payback for my lies and told me not to move an inch—I couldn't argue.
She grinned mischievously, like she'd won, placing her hands on my chest over my clothes and fondling.
"You groped other women's tits so much, now mine feel weird... Hauk♥"
But watching her triumphant expression crumble from unexpected pleasure wasn't bad either.
"Should I make your chest feel weird too...?"
Cocky pussy. Just wait till this is over...
Lying still and focusing on my cock, I felt every wrinkle of her pussy wrapping around me more vividly.
With Eon So-young, we devoured each other like beasts—but Hye-won was the studious type.
She analyzed my beastly patterns, memorized what made me react, and used it.
If born modern, she'd be uploading game strategy videos online for sure.
But damn it.
'Not moving my hips is way more frustrating than I thought...'
I tried distracting myself to speed up the time, but failed.
I'd jumped at woman-on-top out of fantasy, never expecting this trap.
Just lying there versus her pussy hovering above, mouth agape, swallowing my cock—it was worlds apart.
Like the difference between a paved march and trekking a desert.
"Hye-won, really can't? I wanna put my cock in you..."
I pleaded, and her face lit up brighter.
"Haang♥ I'm putting it in for you...♥ Just stay still."
Teasing me excited her too—her pussy writhed, squeezing my cock, leaving me in bliss and frustration.
As that hellish paradise dragged on, the incident happened.
Bang!
The door flew open. The maid had said no one should enter during the meeting—why?
The barrier should've blocked all sound—how?
I panicked to sit up, but Hye-won, hand still on my chest, sent a transmission.
[Shh... Stay quiet... Don't say a word...]
What? She didn't even glance at me, fixing her gaze solely on whoever opened the door.
Her expression was provocative, utterly shameless—as if she had nothing to hide.
I couldn't see who it was, but the door closed again, footsteps fading away.
I couldn't hold back.
"What happened? Huh? Who was that?"
"Huu..."
Her bold facade vanished; Tang Hye-won sighed in relief. Seemed unexpected for her too.
"Yun, do you trust me?"
"...Yeah? Of course I do."
She folded her body over mine like in our usual sex. I gently stroked her head.
In that position, she began explaining.
"The person who just left was..."
Hearing her plan, I couldn't stop the surge in my lower body.
Peng Yeon-hwa spun on her heel and stormed out of the inn.
Onlookers stared in surprise, but she had no attention to spare.
'Radiating... those two...?'
Having heard the beastly entanglement inside, she couldn't bear not confirming with her own eyes.
She clung to hope of a misunderstanding until the end—but opening the door, there they were on the bed, locked in lewd intercourse.
The woman mounted atop the prone man, a position unimaginable to her.
[I'll come see you later.]
That transmitted message startled her into fleeing.
Her husband's sister. The quiet girl who'd tried to help her in tough times.
Even after marriage and kids, as her bond with her husband frayed and they grew distant, Tang Hye-won remained that woman to Peng Yeon-hwa.
Yet there she was, coupling with another man, staring at her with brazen, provocative eyes.
'And with him of all people...'
Kang Yun lay hidden by the bed, expression unseen—but no sign of rejection or resistance.
His internal energy outmatched hers by far.
Yet they coupled, meaning he'd accepted it.
The vast age gap. A woman with husband and daughter.
Still, Tang Hye-won looked utterly unashamed, like sharing her body with a beloved lover.
'Filthy, utterly filthy!'
Peng Yeon-hwa screamed it silently in her mind.
To convince herself she'd never thought that forbidden liaison beautiful, even for a moment.
Those clear eyes staring straight at her,
the red lips curled triumphantly,
the milky gleam of her breasts' curves—
none beautiful, all depraved.
All the way to her quarters in a corner of the Tang Family compound, Peng Yeon-hwa repeated it to herself.