Ch.161Outside. Two Queen Consorts (3)

“How can I make two distant women become friends quickly?

I thought sharing intimacy might be a good method.

“Erick… hnngh!?”

Judging by her expression, Ember was trembling as if she’d been pierced by some weapon.

Her passage, seemingly narrow for her height, contracted and squeezed around me. Ember even looked at me with something like disgust.

Receiving such a gaze wasn’t bad at all.

I didn’t even have any intention of comforting Ember.

I could lean in and playfully kiss her lips, whisper sweet words, caress her while still inside to help her relax—but I had no desire to do so. Instead, I only pushed deeper inside, savoring the pressure.

“Ah, ah…”

I wasn’t looking down on Ember as she blushed with a wrong-footed expression.

There was no need for me to soothe and comfort her because someone else was there to do it—Hannah, who was lying pressed close to Ember.

“Ugh… hnngh.”

“A-are you alright?”

Hannah stroked Ember’s hair with trembling hands, trying to comfort her.

Whether she thought it awkward to just watch or believed Ember was too tense, her behavior was appropriate considering her position as a Saintess.

It was visually amusing to see Hannah awkwardly comforting someone else while her own face had turned bright red.

“You’re doing well, Hannah.”

“What? Oh, it’s nothing.”

I gently squeezed Hannah’s buttock once before slowly beginning to move my hips back and forth.

Simultaneously, Ember parted her lips and released hot moans. Because of her expression, I erased any thought of consideration from my mind and began moving faster.

Her breasts swayed with the rhythm, her two hardened peaks looking almost painful, her arousing moans continuously flowing out—whether from pain or some other intense emotion—and her inner walls tightening each time.

“Aah… ahhngh…!”

A woman I once deliberately kept at a distance was now writhing beneath me.

‘I had planned to embrace her warmly at first…’

Even the memory of how I had hurt her in the past now only aroused a strange pleasure.

When she had tried to offer her virginity and was rejected, how had Ember soothed that inner wound?

Had she looked at her naked body in the mirror and doubted her own charm? Or had she comforted herself to ease her resentment toward me? Though I had no evidence, somehow I hoped it was the latter. Or perhaps—

“Erick… ahh, ah, ah!”

Suddenly, Ember began taking short, broken breaths.

At the same time, I felt subtle spasms, and the curved interior of her body began to grow slicker. Glancing at her, I saw her eyes had lost focus, and a trail of saliva ran from the corner of her mouth. She looked overwhelmed by something surging within her.

From that point on, I focused solely on thrusting, even holding my breath.

Unlike Ember’s dazed expression, her insides still pulsed, building my pleasure.

There was no need to deliberate whether to finish inside or outside. From the beginning, I had never considered anything but releasing inside her. It might be fine to have her take it in her mouth next time, but not for the first time.

“E-Erick…!”

With a tingling sensation and mounting pressure, I thrust hard into Ember’s depths, and almost simultaneously released my surging seed.

“Haah…”

Ember gratefully clenched her inner walls.

Even while enjoying the afterglow, I rubbed her clitoris a few more times. She trembled and bucked her hips in response.

Though she said nothing, she seemed to like it. She looked at me with a melting expression, mumbling something, and when I praised her for doing well, her face finally showed overwhelming emotion.

The praise was sincere.

She was an indispensable resource politically, and now she provided this level of satisfaction in bed as well.

Of course, all Ember had done was get penetrated by me with Hannah’s encouragement, but considering it was her first experience, she showed plenty of potential for growth. Perhaps she would soon demonstrate improved skills, just as she had in governance.

“Rest a bit, Ember.”

I soothed Ember as I withdrew. I could see the viscous fluids flowing out with a squelching sensation, but I didn’t bother to wipe her clean.

I didn’t even have time to hold her with affectionate words.

Because I had two brides.

Hannah, who already looked exhausted despite having done nothing, caught my attention.

She had watched my lovemaking with Ember from right beside us. Her flustered attempts to comfort Ember had been quite entertaining, but that wasn’t enough. Rather, her fidgeting had only stimulated my lust.

“Hannah.”

“Yes… I mean, yes.”

The Saintess immediately sat up and answered.

Her face was innocent, but the problem was that even that innocence seemed erotic to me.

It wasn’t because I was a pervert, but because Hannah had brought this upon herself.

She wore a dressing gown so sheer it revealed everything underneath, and beads of sweat had formed on her forehead and nape.

Hannah wasn’t stupid, so she must have been somewhat prepared.

Her hardened nipples were already visible through the gown. Unlike Ember, who was slender with modest volume, Hannah’s flesh was impressively substantial.

I decided to take that body next.

“Hannah. Actually, I had considered letting tonight pass without intimacy. After all, we have many days ahead to live together, so there’s no need to rush.”

“Ah…”

“But now I don’t think I can wait.”

Hannah’s wandering gaze settled on my manhood. Not long after, she nodded.

Even so, she glanced at me as if finding me unexpected.

It was understandable that she would be surprised—the man who had casually crushed the heads of demons and humans with a hammer, even with bare hands, was suddenly pursuing carnal desire.

But I was originally just an ordinary man who had somehow taken a wrong turn to end up here.

I had never visited brothels (to save money), but I hadn’t refused women who approached me first, and if that woman was attractive, I had sometimes taken her until my strength was depleted. I never thought that was particularly unproductive.

‘If anything, I’ve been living ascetically until now.’

I suddenly felt the time wasted fighting formless entities was regrettable, and while I didn’t feel wronged, I did want compensation.

“Come here, Hannah.”

At my call, Hannah approached hesitantly on her knees.

Though I had just climaxed, my cock was already hard again. My body, strengthened by becoming a Master, and the Hero’s blessing made this possible. It would be stranger if my virility hadn’t improved when I had gained enough strength to dismantle fortresses with my bare hands.

Because of this, I could newly appreciate how austerely I had been living until now. I could also face what I had given up.

‘Though that’s not Hannah’s responsibility.’

Still, facing a beautiful woman approaching with a shy expression and even emitting a somewhat musky scent, I couldn’t help the welling desire.

The only fortunate thing was that having climaxed once gave me a bit more composure.

“It’s alright, Hannah.”

“…Hero, no, I mean, Erick.”

Whether she called me Hero or Erick, the title didn’t matter.

I stroked her smooth hair, carefully kissed her lips, removed her dressing gown, and tenderly caressed her breasts, which were large compared to her petite frame. Of course, I also caressed her still insufficiently wet crevice with my fingers.

“Ngh…! Hnngh…”

“Everything’s fine. I’ll protect you for life.”

Hannah momentarily hesitated at these words.

Before she could dwell on what I’d said, I had her lick my cock first. Not roughly—I stroked her hair and gently touched her cheeks. Nevertheless, the fact remained that I had a virgin taste my cock, which was covered in another woman’s fluids.

Soon Hannah began sucking my cock tentatively, checking my reaction. I didn’t find her pitiful at all, because my promise to “protect her for life” was sincere.

“You’re doing well, Hannah.”

Hannah flinched at this praise and looked up at me. Her face, with my cock in her mouth and tears welling in her eyes, couldn’t have looked more obscene.

I wanted to be somewhat considerate, but it seemed difficult.

Shortly after…

…

“Haaahng-!!”

Hannah, the first person in human history to be summoned with the identity of “Saintess,” screamed as I penetrated her.

Instead of restraining her, I grabbed her bouncing breasts. From the mouth that had been spouting intelligent words about rhizobacteria or something, now came only moans and sobs. Regardless, I continued thrusting without concern.

“Aahng…! Haah!”

The first night with a woman I didn’t deeply love.

Yet I felt that seeing Hannah’s face in the morning after fully releasing my long-accumulated desire wouldn’t be particularly uncomfortable.

After all, there was a high possibility we would continue until morning. We might need to have the maids clean up once in between, but we’d probably be enjoying ourselves in the bathroom during that time.

“Ahh… aah!”

Hannah bucked her hips. Almost simultaneously, my second climax of the day followed.

Only then did I feel somewhat satisfied, smiling. Hannah, held by her hips and trembling, just seemed cute to me.

Though I still felt it wasn’t enough, I wasn’t worried. Ember, who had somehow regained her composure, was watching us.

I decided to immediately begin round two.

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…

After a night spent in pleasure, morning came.

Slurp, suck.

The two women were kneeling side by side, licking my cock.

Ember licked up the shaft with her long tongue, while Hannah just lapped at the head. Ember was even caressing my scrotum with one hand.

I had impulsively ordered this while we were bathing together. It was perhaps beneath the dignity of imperial consorts.

“Mmph.”

But perhaps thanks to our passionate night together, neither woman seemed to feel shame or embarrassment.

Having received my seed in their mouths and wombs several times throughout the night, it would be stranger if they were still shy. Rather, they seemed grateful for each other’s presence.

‘It’s good that they’re getting along.’

The thought that I had made a good decision in marrying them crossed my mind, along with the realization that my generally difficult life wasn’t all bad.

To show my gratitude, I stroked both their heads in turn. Misunderstanding my intention, they began moving their tongues more enthusiastically.

It was a moment of rare, complete happiness.