Serin Receives a Kiss from Kang Cheonhu
Squeeze!
Kang Cheonhu's hand clamped down hard on Serin's cute little ass.
The adorable peach-shaped cheeks, snugly wrapped in her tight hot pants, were just the right size for him to grab with one hand.
"Ku ku kuk. Bigger than it looks, and damn springy too."
Kang Cheonhu kneaded Serin's ass while speaking in a nauseating, sleazy drawl.
Serin's cheeks were being freely massaged in his grip.
"Kyaaah! N-nooo!"
Serin was now thrashing about in Kang Cheonhu's arms.
With their significant height difference, when he yanked her into a hug and hoisted her up, her feet dangled off the ground, leaving her flailing helplessly.
"Urk! Serin!"
Jinseok cried out in heartbroken anguish at the sight of his lover Serin being groped in Kang Cheonhu's embrace.
But there was nothing he could do. Even if he charged in rage, Jinseok's abilities couldn't scratch Kang Cheonhu.
There was an overwhelming power gap between them, plain and simple.
"Haa— haa— Jinseok, hold it together."
"Don't do anything reckless. Haa— haa—"
Miyeon and Ye-eun, having somewhat pulled themselves together, gripped Jinseok tightly from both sides.
Even though the rain had sapped their strength, they were still S-rank heroes—Jinseok couldn't budge or break free from their hold.
They both knew that if Jinseok lunged at Kang Cheonhu, things would only get worse.
With his B-rank power, he couldn't even compete; one casual strike from Kang Cheonhu would leave him a broken mess.
That would just make the situation spiral further out of control.
Miyeon and Ye-eun desperately tried to restrain him, fully aware that Jinseok charging in wouldn't help—it'd make him nothing more than a one-shot punching bag.
"Ku ku kuk. So small and dainty—perfect size to scoop up and play with."
"Ahng! S-stop! This is—!"
Kang Cheonhu freely groped Serin in his arms, kneading not just her ass but her entire body without restraint.
Serin kicked and squirmed, but held completely off the ground, her legs just sliced through empty air.
She couldn't mount any real resistance.
"Ku ku kuk! And these tits—nice and bouncy, feel great in the hand."
Squeeze!
"Haaang!"
After mauling her ass, Kang Cheonhu started groping Serin's breasts too.
Serin, already wriggling in his hold, let out a lewd moan the moment her chest was fondled.
Her whole body was being freely molested by his hands.
She'd struggled with her legs for a bit, but now even that stopped—she squeezed her eyes shut, bracing herself as he roamed everywhere.
"Ughhh!"
(Serin's going through that, and I can't do a damn thing! I'm such—!)
Jinseok cursed his own powerlessness, watching helplessly as Serin was groped at will.
He felt like he'd devolved into total trash.
He and Serin were lovers, yet here she was, his girlfriend, suffering humiliation right in front of him—and he was useless.
It was utter misery.
"Haa— haa— haaang—"
"Ku ku kuk. You're getting into it, huh."
"N-no, I'm not. Haat. Aaah!"
"Ku ku kuk. Shake your head and moan like a slut all you want—it won't help."
As Kang Cheonhu groped her body all over, Serin gradually felt her arousal building, waves of sexual pleasure washing through her.
She shook her head in denial at his words, but her face was flushed beyond hiding, lewd moans slipping from her lips.
And every time his hands moved, electric jolts of ecstasy made her tremble and convulse.
"Haaang— st-stop— stop— haaaang!"
"Ku ku kuk. We're just getting started."
He was only hugging and groping her, but the pleasure was already too much for Serin to endure.
Tears welled up as she begged him to stop.
But to Kang Cheonhu, this was merely the beginning.
"Ku ku kuk. Time for a kiss."
"N-no. Hah! Mmph—!"
In the end, Kang Cheonhu held Serin tight, pinning her head to stop her from turning away, and forced his lips onto hers.
His mouth pressed firmly against Serin's, and she had no choice but to accept the kiss.
"Urk! Serin! Uwaaaah—"
The moment Serin took Kang Cheonhu's kiss, Jinseok wailed in soul-crushing pain, his heart tearing apart.
His girlfriend's lips—stolen by him, right before his eyes.
Watching the man she despised kiss her was a living nightmare for Jinseok.
Smack— smack— slurp— slurp—
"Mmph— haat! Haaah! Haah! Aah! Ummph—"
Kang Cheonhu sucked at Serin's lips like he was devouring them, fierce and relentless.
Serin was lost in the frenzy as he ravished her mouth.
His lips engulfed her cute pink ones entirely, his tongue forcing its way between to lick inside her mouth.
Slurrrp— sluuuurp—
(Ku ku kuk. Her saliva's sweet and tangy—delicious.)
Kang Cheonhu savored sucking down Serin's spit, thoroughly pleased.
Even her saliva tasted mouthwateringly good from the cute girl.
Not just her lips—every inch of her mouth's soft membranes suffered his humiliation.
"Ummph— aaaah— haaaang!"
Twitch— twitch—
Every time Serin gasped for air, lewd moans spilled out.
And her body, cradled in his arms, twitched and spasmed, betraying the pleasure she felt.
(Haaa— th-this feels weird. Way better than kissing Jinseok... I h-hate this guy, Kang Cheonhu, so much... aaah—)
Serin felt disgust at kissing Kang Cheonhu, yet strangely, the pleasure dwarfed anything with Jinseok.
His kisses were just pleasant; this one was mind-melting ecstasy.
"Aaah... Serin..."
Jinseok stared at Serin's back in his arms, tears streaming down his face.
But he also sensed something off, an unnatural vibe from her body.
He'd kissed Serin before, but never seen her convulse like this in sexual frenzy.
(Serin, no way... from his kiss... those moans and that writhing...?)
The sight of Serin's back, hugged tight by Kang Cheonhu, filled Jinseok with more anxiety than he could imagine.
He'd never heard those intense moans from her, never seen her body twitch so lewdly—it was enough to terrify him.
(Ku ku kuk. Can't do a thing while I steal his girl right in front of him.)
While Jinseok drowned in dread from Serin's reactions, Kang Cheonhu oozed smug confidence.
The survival-of-the-fittest believer had proven his ways time and again.
(Bitches, females—they instinctively crave strong males over weak ones.)
Kang Cheonhu saw himself as the ultimate alpha, unchallenged.
A weakling like Jinseok was no obstacle to claiming Serin; if anything, contrasting his weakness would awaken her primal female instincts toward a real man.
Smack— slurp— slurp— smoooch—
"Aah! Ung! Aaang! Haaang!"
Kang Cheonhu's confidence proved true.
Held tight in his crushing embrace, Serin felt not just arousal, but an inexplicable relief from his overwhelming power—something she'd never known.
(Aaah. So weird. Never felt this before... my lower belly... it's getting all hot. Suddenly...)
Throb♡— throb♡— throb♡—
It was a sensation Serin had never experienced.
Being utterly dominated by a powerful male awakened instincts she didn't know she had.
For some reason, her womb deep in her belly pulsed uncontrollably.
(Is this why unnie and the others... fell for Kang Cheonhu...?)
Miyeon and Ye-eun had been through it too.
All three beauties of Team Valkyrie had realized their true nature as females before the mighty alpha Kang Cheonhu.