Chapter 1225: Side Story – Taming Na Yurin (1) (Mature Illustration)

-Ttik-kkok, ttik-kkok, ttik-kkeok!!

“Ugh, h-huh?! Huuuuugh…!!”

For about a few minutes, she groaned as he thrust into her like a beast beneath Sung Taekyung.

Her breath came in ragged gasps, exhaustion evident all over her body.

“Haa, ha, haaagh…!! Hak-kkuuuugh…!!”

Held fast by Sung Taekyung like an animal, she felt his cock repeatedly ramming inside her.

This should have been the pleasure she craved so desperately.

But as time wore on, Woo Jungha felt her body reaching its limit.

‘I’m losing it… How long does he plan to keep this up….’

Oral sex, fellatio, even his cum inside her.

Unlike her ex-husband, whose cock would usually soften and retract after just one orgasm, his remained stubbornly erect, continuing to violate her body.

Woo Jungha, who had approached him boldly at first, was starting to feel the strain on her own body.

-Ttik-eok, ttik-eok, ttik-keok!!

“Haa, Tae, Taekyung-ssi…!! J-just a moment, let me catch my breath…”

“What, already tired?”

“It’s not that I’m tired… Haa, it’s just… it’s been so long since…”

“If you get tired this easily, your stamina might be a bit lacking to join our guild, Jungha-ssi?”

“Ugh, huhh?!”

…Not that. Absolutely not.

She had finally found a man who could satisfy her desires properly, and she couldn’t bear the thought of losing him just because she couldn’t endure this moment.

“N-no… I, I can do more…”

She knew she had to prevent that at all costs.

Woo Jungha tried her best to endure the sensations flooding her body, sensations she was already experiencing countless times over.

-Kkwak!

“Ngh, huhh-huk…!!”

Sung Taekyung’s large hand roughly gripped her buttocks. She merely closed her eyes and buried her face in the bed.

Woo Jungha endured, letting out hot breaths to try and cool the heat rising within her.

‘What the hell is Na Yurin doing….’

If only she had joined in from the start, she wouldn’t be suffering like this alone.

Why was she just standing there, staring blankly, pretending to be loyal to her ex-husband now?

Sure, she had rushed ahead earlier, worried she might lose the chance to be with Sung Taekyung if Na Yurin interfered.

But still, she wanted to switch places soon. As pleasant as it was, she felt like she might actually pass out at this rate.

-Kkwak!

“Hyaaaaaang?!”

First her ears, and now his fist clamped tightly around her sensitive tail.

Startled by his touch on a spot her husband had never even touched, Woo Jungha’s head snapped back. Yet, Sung Taekyung remained unfazed, continuing to push his cock deep inside her.

“I just grabbed it because it was swaying cutely right in front of my eyes. It doesn’t matter, right?”

“H-haa… Y-yes…”

Woo Jungha couldn’t bring herself to say no or tell him to stop. She could only nod and look forward.

-Kkwak!

“Ngh, huhh…”

-Kwak, kwak!

“Huhh-huk!! Haa, huh-k-huk…!!”

Every time his rough grip tightened around her tail, a feeling she had never experienced before surged from the depths of her body.

As he thrust into her while gripping her tail, an unprecedented pleasure pierced through her insides.

It was an intense pleasure she had never felt during her relationship with her husband.

She had never imagined that having her tail touched while he thrust into her would feel so good.

That day, Woo Jungha realized for the first time that her tail was an ‘erogenous zone’.

‘If I find out about things like this….’

She knew then that she wouldn’t be able to have relations with any man other than Sung Taekyung anymore.

Even as she thought this, Woo Jungha couldn’t break free from his grasp, her body held captive by his hand until the very end.

-Tssshh-!!

“Hhup, kkh, huuuuung…!!”

Feeling the sensation of her tail being squeezed tightly one last time, Woo Jungha collapsed onto the bed.

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-Tzup-shh-…

“Hoo, hup…. Hoo-hoo-hoo…”

As he withdrew his cock after his final ejaculation, Woo Jungha’s limp body lay sprawled on the bed.

Her body, seemingly beyond satisfaction and at its absolute limit, trembled uncontrollably as she lay face down.

-Jiggle, jiggle.

“Hoo, hoo…. Hoo-oot…”

She twitched and shuddered, her appearance less than elegant as semen dripped from her cunt.

Her estimated acquisition points, which had been in the triple digits when he first entered her, were now below 20. It was safe to say she had unleashed all her pent-up urges at once.

Still, after all that, she probably wouldn’t think about men for a while. For now, this was more than enough for Woo Jungha.

…Now, only Na Yurin remained.

-Thump, thump.

“……”

He walked towards Na Yurin, swinging his cock slick with semen and her fluids.

He did it deliberately, intending to stimulate her instincts. Na Yurin was already on the verge of collapse, needing only the slightest nudge.

“Yurin-ssi.”

“Haa, haa, haaa…”

Overwhelmed by the masculine scent thrust before her, Na Yurin couldn’t think straight, her gaze fixed solely on his cock as she panted heavily.

Moving closer to her, who saw him not as a man but merely as a cock, he grabbed the crown of her head with his right hand.

“Hey, Na Yurin.”

“Hup?!”

“I called you, why aren’t you answering? Are you deaf?”

“…W-what did you say…”

Suddenly grabbed by the head and addressed informally, she seemed to snap back to reality, flustered. Leaning in until their foreheads were almost touching, he whispered.

“Your friend is done. Now it’s your turn.”

“…I, I said I wouldn’t…”

“You’re leaking precum right through your leather pants, yet you spout nonsense when you’re practically radiating a female scent right in front of me.”

“…It’s n-not something you need to worry about…”

“Enough. If you’re going to do it, start by sucking. Or just leave it if you don’t mind me fucking you like this.”

“……”

She looked bewildered, her golden eyes darting around, unsure how to react. Her response suggested she still harbored lingering feelings for her husband, which was quite foolish.

“What, you don’t want to?”

“……”

“Well, suit yourself. I don’t intend to force myself on someone who absolutely refuses, anyway.”

“N-no…”

-Kwak.

“So what? Speak clearly.”

“……”

Her instincts screamed yes, but the lingering memories of her husband held her back, preventing her from making a decision. She merely rolled her eyes.

When he casually suggested she could refuse if she didn’t want to, she quickly grabbed his wrist, indicating she wasn’t entirely against it.

Having come this far, he couldn’t just let things end ambiguously.

If Woo Jungha was completely won over to their side, letting Na Yurin go with her memories intact would create potential problems.

Just as they were brought in together, they both needed to be fully integrated into his guild before they could leave.

To achieve that, employing a slightly more aggressive approach to seduction might be worthwhile.

“If you don’t want to, at least suck my cock.”

“Ugh…”

“Suck clean the cock that went inside your friend’s pussy. If you just suck obediently, I won’t force you to do anything more.”

“…Huu.”

“And if you change your mind while doing it, that’s fine too.”

“……”

No matter what he said, she only flinched, offering no proper response.

Just as he began to wonder if he had failed, Na Yurin’s body slowly lowered towards his.

-Tsuup.

“Haa, ugh…”

Her lips slowly moved towards his throbbing cock.

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…I want to.

That was the thought that occupied Na Yurin’s mind most as she watched Woo Jungha and Sung Taekyung’s sex.

Specifically, it started when he began the doggy-style position with Woo Jungha.

The way he roughly gripped her hips from behind, thrusting while holding her tail, felt like ravaging a beast, and it constantly stimulated Na Yurin’s instincts.

“Haa, haaa…”

Even long before Sung Taekyung approached her, Na Yurin’s mind was already filled with desires closer to instinct than reason.

‘No, but I…’

Still, she had her husband.

Even though they were divorced, she knew she shouldn’t easily shift her affections as a woman who had once chosen a partner.

Why did the desire flickering before her eyes keep shaking her resolve?

“What, you don’t want to?”

“……”

She couldn’t even answer Sung Taekyung’s question, posed so close to her face.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, but she couldn’t bring herself to say that she did.

“If you don’t want to, at least suck my cock.”

“Ngh…”

That was why Na Yurin obediently lowered her head, enduring this absurd humiliation.

She blamed herself for her indecisiveness, unable to even decide on the partner her heart truly desired, even at the very end.