Chapter 31
Chapter 31
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 31
Chapter Title: Predator and Prey (4)
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“Ugh.”
With a short groan, semen erupted from Kang Woojin's throbbing cock.
Twitch!
Defiling Yoo Harin's quivering ass, Kang Woojin steadied his ragged breathing.
“Hoo……”
He had nearly come inside.
For now, he was avoiding creampies, but it had felt so good that he'd almost lost control.
Yoo Harin's pussy was a world apart from Cynthia's, especially that tight, gripping squeeze—it was no joke.
“Harin, do you work out or something usually?”
There was no reply.
Yoo Harin, who possessed tank-class beastman transformation abilities, did keep up with light exercise consistently.
Thanks to that, her stamina was solid.
But right now, she couldn't even open her mouth.
“Haa, haa……”
Sprawled on the sofa, Yoo Harin quietly panted hot breaths.
She had been flopping around like a freshly caught fish, but now she lay limp like one drained of all moisture.
Smooth.
She still twitched now and then.
Drip—.
Liquid trickled out late from her wide-open pussy, making her body shudder.
“Haaah……”
The lukewarm sensation—whether it was her juices, tide, or piss—was impossible to tell.
‘This is insane, seriously……’
One thing was clear: her face wore utter satisfaction, and the corner of her mouth subtly curled up.
Just like her pussy stretched in the shape of Kang Woojin's cock, her smile showed no sign of fading anytime soon.
Of course, the pussy would return to normal in half a day at most.
The real issue was her beautifully relaxed expression and the thrilled state of her heart.
‘Feeling this good is just cheating……’
Yoo Harin's body and mind, now awakened to pleasure, and her head were filled with thoughts of Kang Woojin.
“Haa, ha……”
Kang Woojin had left her mind in complete disarray.
It was an intense, dizzying pleasure that nearly made her pass out with the slightest touch.
The afterglow of climax refused to fade easily.
‘I shouldn't feel like this.’
For some reason, the afterglow wouldn't end.
In an illusion as if time had stopped, Yoo Harin thought with a dazed face.
‘I'm going to fall even deeper.’
That she might really come to like him.
‘No, maybe I've already…… been like this for much longer.’
Muttering inwardly, she laboriously looked at Kang Woojin.
“Hey, Woo-chin……”
Then she added.
“……Kiss me.”
Kang Woojin let out a smirk at her unabashed demand.
But he didn't refuse.
Slide—.
He pulled Yoo Harin up and gave her a gentle kiss.
“Mmm, ah……”
Receiving aftercare from him like that, Yoo Harin clung tightly to the afterglow of her first time.
“Ngh, ahh… Feels good…”
She wanted to keep feeling it.
The intense pounding from before was great, but this rippling pleasure wasn't bad either.
‘Post-nut clarity—no, they say women have something like saintess time too……’
Instinctively, reflexively moving her tongue, Yoo Harin recalled a story she'd heard from friends once.
‘Am I weird……?’
There was no lethargy or emptiness after sex.
‘Or is it Woo-chin?’
Yoo Harin's heart, lavished with affection from Kang Woojin, felt warmer than ever, and her body brimmed with fulfillment like an unquenchable heat.
“Smooch, smack……”
She kept working her mouth as the long kiss continued.
“Feels good……”
Yoo Harin, expressing her sincerity whether he knew it or not.
“Smack… Smooch… Feels good……”
Her expression shifted from mere pleasure to one dyed in happiness.
Looking back, when had it started?
When Kang Woojin first acted as her fake boyfriend?
Or when she, in turn, sucked and stroked his cock, engaging in sexual acts?
When she heard he was hospitalized after getting hurt?
She didn't know for sure, but he had firmly nested in her heart, his presence growing day by day.
To the point where she couldn't imagine life or daily routine without him.
“Smack.”
“Th-thanks for comforting me today……”
Yoo Harin, who now felt like she couldn't live without Kang Woojin, gave a shy smile.
‘I know he has Cynthia, but I can't stop……’
I don't want to let him go.
I don't want to give him to another woman.
I don't care if this is wrong or whatever.
Yoo Harin bloomed a happy smile like a woman truly in love.
Whining with a nasal tone in a way unlike her, even coquettishly begging.
As the saying goes, when the body goes, the heart follows.
Having recovered a good deal of stamina, Yoo Harin flaunted her awakened superior physique and threw herself at Kang Woojin.
Her long legs wrapped around his waist, arms around his neck.
Smooch, smack……
Thus, the embers that refused to die sparked into flames once more.
They began licking and groping each other's rapidly heating bodies.
‘Ahh, this feels too good……’
Words like "good" couldn't express it fully.
‘I might cum from foreplay alone.’
Yoo Harin felt like she was going mad.
“More, do more……”
Every place Kang Woojin touched ignited like fresh fire.
“Hngh!”
Where he licked, heat blossoms bloomed, and his tongue trailed from her nape and collarbone to her breasts.
“Hng! Yeah!”
Cupping her breasts with his hands, Kang Woojin sucked hard on her nipples.
Squelch—.
His other hand delved into her pussy as usual, pressing and rubbing her clit and G-spot from inside and out.
“Heeek?!”
Yoo Harin felt like her whole body was melting.
Was it because her threshold had lowered from multiple prior climaxes?
Her hypersensitive body was steadily conditioned to cum from a single gesture of his.
“Clit…… feels good…… pressing it like that……”
But that lasted only a moment.
“Oh, right—what about the necklace?”
Kang Woojin abruptly stopped his caresses and asked expressionlessly.
“Huh? Necklace……?”
“The one I gave you.”
“Oh, that……”
“You threw it away?”
“N-no way! I just left it home ‘cause it didn’t match today’s outfit……!”
“You didn’t take it off on purpose to meet Choi Si-hyeok?”
He seemed to see right through her heart.
“……Yeah. You're right, actually. Sorry.”
“Knew it.”
“Wearing a gift from another guy felt weird……”
“Never take it off from now on. No matter who you meet. Even sleep with that choker on.”
“What……?”
“Don't like it?”
She didn't dislike it.
It was just a bit embarrassing to think of always carrying his gift on her body.
“……Got it.”
Yoo Harin nodded soon after.
Squelch—!
At once, Kang Woojin's fingers moved as if waiting, and Yoo Harin cried out in ecstasy again.
“Hnggh!”
Just months ago, the object of her scorn—Kang Woojin's words—she couldn't refuse.
Their contract or whatever no longer mattered.
Choi Si-hyeok's three letters, always first in her mind and heart, had long been overwritten by Kang Woojin.
Squish!
Soon, his cock pierced her entrance, and she wore a rapturous expression.
“You're a total bitch in heat.”
“Hng! Don't say that……!”
“Not denying it, huh?”
“Yeah! Ngh! N-no, I mean!”
“Should I call you a horny bitch?”
“It's your fault……!”
Kang Woojin lifted her legs, stood, and slammed his cock down.
Thud! Thud-thud-thud!
The so-called mating press led to even deeper penetration.
“Aheuk!”
“Cock feel that good?”
“Ngh! Yeah! So good!”
“Getting honest now.”
“Cock, love it! Love it deep! I'm losing my mind……!”
Rougher thrusts made Yoo Harin gasp, soul lost.
“Ahk! Cumming……!”
Her appearance was no different from a single bitch in heat.
For better or worse.
Yoo Harin had always liked animals anyway.
Her beastman transformation awakening wasn't mere coincidence.
Some scholars theorized that awakeners' abilities followed their deepest wishes.
Yoo Harin especially loved wolves among animals, and whether influenced by that, she ultimately gained the power to transform into one.
Becoming a werebeast called werewolf or lycanthrope.
After that, she'd subconsciously yearned for her own male wolf.
‘Wolves love only one mate for life……’
Harboring somewhat romantic(?) thoughts unlike a delinquent girl, Yoo Harin gazed at Kang Woojin with fresh eyes.
Until now, she'd assumed it would always be Choi Si-hyeok.
Facing the male who had ravaged her like a beast, she softly opened her mouth.
“You dog bastard.”
Dogs were canines like wolves, after all.
“What, suddenly.”
“……It was good, you dog bastard.”
Different from the wolf she'd imagined, but.
“Ugh, so sticky. How much did you cum?”
She fiddled with Kang Woojin's wolf-like traces, unwittingly smiling.
“What's the point of pulling out? At this rate, I'll get pregnant from precum……”
With Yoo Harin's feigned complaint, the long weekend finally ended.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ The next morning.
After cleaning up last night's mess, I yawned with a thoroughly fatigued face.
“Haaam.”
A new week began, but my body was still suffering the weekend's aftermath.
‘Ow, my back……’
It wasn't surprising.
Over the past two days, I'd ravaged two women relentlessly, abusing my waist.
Muscles I rarely used ached, especially my lower back.
Well, I'd get used to it over time.
“Get up, Harin-ah. It's morning.”
Checking my phone at 7 a.m., I woke Yoo Harin beside me.
“Mmm, five more minutes……”
“No whining. Get up.”
Sia would be here in an hour.
Want to hide under the sink again?
I couldn't say that outright, so I quietly hauled her up physically.
“Kyaa?! Wh-what are you doing?!”
“Get up and wash.”
“Ugh! So annoying! You won't be sweet to the girl you fucked last night?!”
“Sweet? Aftercare time's over. Wash up and come out. I'll make simple breakfast. Eat before you go.”
Feeling some strange sense of déjà vu, I headed to the kitchen.
“……Not tart this time—sunny-side-up eggs, half-cooked.”
Ignoring Yoo Harin's order from the bathroom, I made chicken breast salad.
Tear up the chicken breast, mix in veggies and fruits, drizzle dressing.
I was just brewing coffee to make a latte.
Beep-beep-beep. Click.
Suddenly, the front door opened, and Cynthia entered our house.
Step.
Earlier than usual.
‘……Ah, forgot.’
I belatedly remembered my promise with her.
The daily morning blowjob deal……
“Woojin-ah, you asleep……?”
With her schedule packed, Cynthia moved faster and more cautiously toward the bedroom.
“……Still sleeping?”
It was right then.
“Hey! Woo-chin! No other shirts besides that one?! No—bring me some of my clothes!”
Yoo Harin burst out of the bathroom and bumped straight into Cynthia.
“Uh……?”
“Ah……?”
Before I could react, having turned my back to the kitchen.
And then.
Smooth.
The two women's gazes, locked on each other, turned to me.
‘Well, shit.’