Ch.160Outside. Two Empress Consorts (2)

Two women stared at me with expressions filled with tension.

Their feelings toward me would be completely different, and even their appearances showed stark contrasts.

One was a gorgeous beauty with a flashy style, while the other had a cute appearance with rare features not commonly seen in the Empire. They had nothing in common except that both were exceptionally beautiful enough to catch the eye.

‘But contrary to appearances, they have many similarities.’

As if proving my point, both of them flinched simultaneously the moment I took off my top.

Ember swallowed hard while giving me a dazed look, and Hannah’s blinking speed increased slightly. I thought about turning off the magic lamp, but watching their reactions seemed somehow amusing, so I decided against it.

“Hero.”

“Erick.”

“What? …Oh.”

“Erick.”

Hannah started with “E-” then inhaled sharply and trembled.

I already knew she had never dated a man before. I’d heard her conversations with her junior Katie, with whom she was quite close. Not that I was eavesdropping—I was forced to hear it due to my overwhelming hearing ability.

“You have fewer scars than I expected.”

“It’s not that I avoided combat, but rather that I’m skilled with a blade. Had I been born into a noble family, I would have become an expert before puberty, probably.”

“…I know you’re skilled, no, I mean I’ve heard about it.”

“Feel free to look.”

Feeling that sadistic urges might arise if she kept staring, I turned my gaze toward Ember.

“Ember.”

“…Erick.”

Ember was equally shy.

In some ways, she seemed just as fidgety as Hannah.

She had been comforting and soothing Hannah like a little sister just moments ago, so why was she suddenly acting this way? I was puzzled at first but soon figured it out.

‘Perhaps it’s because of the memory of being rejected by me.’

Memories of that childish war I had with Ember crept back into my mind.

The Cordana prices that skyrocketed daily, Ember’s increasingly desperate expression, her appearing late at night in obviously seductive clothing to tempt me. And me coldly rejecting her advances.

I was very serious back then. I thought that even the slightest compromise would lead to losing control. Looking back now, it only made me laugh.

But I couldn’t tell if it was also a laughable memory for Ember. Maybe, no, most likely it remained a painful wound. Back then, I believed I had justification, but now it was meaningless to debate who was right.

My only task was to focus on the two women before me.

A woman who had wanted me for a long time, and another who was still shy.

They were both equally wonderful women, each carrying emotional wounds for different reasons.

Could I comfort these women?

There was no need to overthink it.

I didn’t marry them just to please them in the first place. It would be a lie to say there were no strategic purposes, but I also had a desire to find comfort.

I naturally led both of them to the bed.

Their reactions varied. Ember reached out to touch me but then withdrew her hand, while Hannah made strange whimpering sounds and closed her eyes.

They seemed curious about whom I would embrace first. Well, since I couldn’t hold both at once, I did need to decide on an order.

While pondering, something caught my eye.

It was the ice cream they had been sharing amicably. Ice cream topped with chocolate despite already being sweet. Though enjoying sweet foods during honeymoons was customary, this seemed a bit excessive. There was also alcohol nearby.

‘Alcohol might be good too.’

When I subtly gestured toward it, Ember hesitated briefly before saying, “Yes, yes,” and brought over not the alcohol but the ice cream in a silver dish.

She even naturally fed it to me.

After taking a bite, an intense sweetness enveloped my tongue. It was so sweet that my tongue tingled, making me chuckle involuntarily.

But the tingling sensation was brief.

Ember, who had been staring at me as if entranced, slowly leaned in. She kissed me as if wanting to share the ice cream in my mouth.

With a soft feeling, our tongues began to intertwine, followed by a slippery sensation awkwardly exploring my mouth.

Slurp… slurp!

Ember pressed against me, breathing hard, really hard. It seemed alcohol wouldn’t be necessary after all.

While responding to her passionate kiss, I extended one hand toward Hannah. I didn’t want her to feel left out.

Fortunately, there was no need to worry.

Hannah looked at us alternately with a reddened face, then kissed my hand. Afterward, she even gently bit my finger while checking my reaction.

Right after, she blinked her eyes with an expression that seemed to ask, “Is this not right?” It was cute how she seemed to be asking with her expression what I wanted her to do.

It meant she still felt awkward. I naturally tickled under her chin and then wiped the cream from her lips with my finger.

“Mmm…”

She was still clearly uncomfortable. She probably wouldn’t mind if I gave priority to Ember. It might even give her time to relax.

I rationalized this way and focused more intently on Ember.

“Hot, no, how much I…!”

As we sat intertwined, frantically rubbing lips and tangling tongues, Ember’s breathing grew increasingly ragged.

Not just her tongue, but her long fingers were busy exploring my body. She even pushed against my chest as if wanting to topple me over.

“Mmm… ha…”

I gently caressed her skin to calm Ember down.

The long, smooth neckline I had subtly admired since we first met, the horizontally stretched collarbone, and the modestly swollen breasts below. Every part was beautiful and captivating.

“Ah!”

Ember flinched and responded as soon as I began caressing the underside of her breasts, but she didn’t stop sucking on my tongue.

Perhaps she thought Hannah would get her turn if she stopped even for a moment. It was a desperate gesture in its own way, but it didn’t last long.

When I cupped her breast, she finally stiffened with a jolt, and soon after, as I gently rubbed her nipple protruding through the thin fabric, she could no longer endure and slowly separated her lips from mine.

“Haa…”

Saliva stretched between us like a thread, but Ember seemed too overwhelmed to care as she began to make pitiful sounds.

I didn’t miss the opportunity and kissed her snow-white nape and collarbone in succession.

As if finally relaxing, Ember’s expression had become dreamy. She just held my shoulder with one hand and exhaled breaths full of tension.

Those breaths soon transformed into sweet moans.

“Haang…”

As I easily undid the single layer of her dressing gown, kneaded her small but elastically firm breasts, and took her scarlet nipples into my mouth to roll them with my tongue, Ember’s breathing grew increasingly rapid.

“Ugh…!”

As soon as my hand moved below her waist, she tightly squeezed her thighs together and gasped.

Glancing down, I could see her thin panties, almost transparent, gradually getting wet. And I hadn’t even touched that area yet.

“Ah, no, this is.”

Even Ember, who had been intensely focused, now seemed embarrassed.

She looked pitifully at Hannah, who was watching with her hand over her mouth (though she had nowhere else to look), and also clutched my forearm. Instead of reassuring Ember, I casually reached out and removed her panties.

She reflexively tried to pull back her waist, but it was simple enough to restrain her by grasping her buttocks.

“Stay still.”

“E-Erick.”

Conveniently, her panties were designed to come off easily by pulling just one string at the hemline. With a wet sound, Ember’s most lewd part was exposed.

“Mmph…!”

My fingertips began to gently rub Ember’s crevice.

With squelching sounds, her lower region became increasingly wet, and Ember, not knowing what to do, firmly gripped my shoulder.

She seemed to be expressing shame, but also begging for more intense caresses.

‘Either way, it doesn’t matter.’

I was also finding it hard to hold back.

Ember writhing whenever my hands, lips, and tongue touched her body. Hannah blankly staring at us from less than a foot away.

The situation was too stimulating to just enjoy foreplay out of consideration.

This much wetness is enough. I rationalized to myself while watching the panting Ember.

“Ah…! Yes.”

Ember obediently fell backward as if she had been waiting. What I hadn’t expected was that she firmly grabbed Hannah’s hand and pulled her along. Hannah, perhaps also flustered, ended up lying down beside Ember.

“Saintess, I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s okay… hm.”

Ember, who looked like she might sob at any moment, and Hannah, who held her hand while looking at me. She seemed at a loss for what to do, but that didn’t last long.

It was thanks to me taking off my pants and freeing my fully engorged member.

“Oh?”

The two beauties’ gazes fixed on my veined member.

Ember pulled Hannah’s hand, even interlocking their fingers as if wanting to ease her tension, and Hannah didn’t resist at all. She just stared at my member with her lips slightly parted.

“Erick, wait. I need to prepare.”

“It’s fine.”

It’s all fine, I said, as I pressed the tip of my member against Ember’s entrance. I did rub it a few times as a greeting, coating the glans with her slick fluids, but there was no need to delay. I slowly pushed my member into her tight opening.

“Hnngh…!”

Ember’s startled gaze shifted to our point of connection.

She might be looking at it with wonder now, but that wouldn’t last long. After all, she and Hannah would have to receive my desire all night long, and perhaps beyond.