episode_0115

“Really, you greedy bitch. You couldn’t even wait a day before butting in?”

“I said I’m sorry. If you don’t like it, I can just wait outside…”

“No, it’s fine. Millen, don’t be like that. We can’t just kick Arina out of the room.”

“Hmph, you’re always taking Arina’s side. You just don’t want to leave her alone outside in case some other guy tries to swoop in, right?”

She wasn’t wrong. Arina wasn’t an easy woman to win over. It had taken over a year of effort, nearly dying, and even risking becoming a criminal that could have brought ruin to his family.

But now that he thought about it, despite how hard it had been to make her his, Arina was actually far easier than she appeared.

Her body was several times more sensitive than other women’s, and she was always starved for affection—that was the biggest problem.

Most men were intimidated by Arina’s cold demeanor and backed off, but once her guard was down and they crossed that barrier, winning her heart was simple.

And once she was laid in bed, the rest was even easier.

Pleasing her sensitive body wasn’t difficult, and given Arina’s personality and male-dominated mindset, she’d likely act submissively toward any man who took her—barring special cases like Jinmoon.

In a way, he had just been lucky.

If Arina had fallen for a smooth-talking man before they met, he wouldn’t have even had a chance.

That was why Ian could never feel at ease when apart from her. She would never betray him, but what if another man won her over?

He wouldn’t be able to relax until that slender belly swelled with proof of his child.

As they shared a deep kiss, Ian effortlessly stripped Arina bare.

The soft, pliant body melting into his arms was overwhelmingly sensual.

Her breasts pressing against his abs were enough to rouse his half-limp cock back to full hardness.

But as their eyes met, Arina suddenly bent her knees and sank down.

“What’s wrong?”

“I—I can do it too. Serving you with my mouth. I’ll make you feel even better than Millen.”

Ian chuckled at Arina’s competitive spirit, but Millen’s eyebrow twitched.

“Hah? Are you challenging me right now?”

“Why not? It’s your first time doing this today too.”

“You think you can match me just like that after all the studying I’ve done?”

As the two looked ready to fight, Ian stepped in to mediate.

“Both of you, stop. There’s no need to fight over—”

““Ian, stay out of this!””

Cowed by the intensity of their glares, Ian took a step back.

It was almost comical that they were glaring at each other naked just to prove who deserved his love, but the atmosphere was like a battlefield.

“This is between us women.”

“For once, Millen’s right. We need to settle who’s the better woman at pleasing Ian. Only then can we decide who deserves to be the first wife.”

“Fair enough. Good, I was feeling uneasy about getting this position too easily. Let’s have Ian judge who’s better, and the winner becomes the main wife. How’s that?”

Arina felt a flicker of unease—using her body wasn’t her forte. She could enhance her strength with magic, but this wasn’t something magic could help with.

Still, she couldn’t back down now. Nodding, she accepted, and the battle to determine Ian’s main wife—without his input—began.

The two knelt on either side of Ian, who sat on the bed. Arina’s large breasts and Millen’s comparatively smaller ones draped over his thighs as they took turns licking his erect cock.

The sensation of their tongues sliding from base to tip wasn’t overly stimulating, but the sight of two women worshipping his cock had him fully primed to breed them both.

Noticing his reaction, Millen sucked the head, swirling her tongue teasingly before taking him deep. Using her saliva as lubricant, she bobbed her head while flicking her tongue against his sensitive spots.

Biting back a moan, Ian clenched his teeth. This was something Arina, with her lack of experience, couldn’t match. Technically, Millen was undeniably superior.

But then Arina went lower, bypassing his shaft to suck on his balls instead.

A gentle caress only a man could appreciate—not too soft, delivering just the right pleasure.

Compensating for her lack of technique with her strengths, she drove him to the edge in seconds. Ian came straight into Millen’s mouth.

“Mmph! Ian! Warn me next time!”

Millen pulled away, flustered and annoyed.

“Ah, sorry…”

Normally, he would’ve asked, but last night’s habit with Arina lingered—she liked it when he took charge, even if she protested.

“I’ll clean it up. Hahm.”

Arina took over, sucking him clean.

This was the difference between Millen and Arina. Millen sought a lover’s relationship and was proactive in sex, while Arina worshipped men like gods, preferring to be dominated.

Their preferences were too different to compare who was better.

Still, there was no denying that Arina’s submissive nature stoked his possessiveness like nothing else.

“Good girl.”

Patting her head, he felt her twitch happily under his touch.

Ian was ready to call off this silly contest, but the two wouldn’t have it.

Pushing him onto the bed, Arina climbed on top this time. Without pause, she aligned his tip with her entrance—but then froze.

“Arina? What’s wrong?”

“Hng… It’s too sensitive…”

Less than a day had passed since she’d been thoroughly ravaged that morning. Though eager, her body, still recovering, protested as her erogenous zones were stimulated.

Her pussy screamed that it had reached its limit, but her womb, oblivious, craved his seed and stoked her lust.

“What, can’t do it? Then I win.”

“Tch… Just wait… I’ll do it…”

She knew she shouldn’t go further today, but she couldn’t back down from this battle of pride. Torn, she remained motionless. While she struggled, Ian, left with just the tip inside, felt like he was being tortured.

“Arina. If you can’t, I’ll move.”

“No, just wait—Hyaak?!”

Before she could finish, Ian thrust up, toppling her in an instant. His cock slipped out as he pulled back, but her legs gave way, letting him plunge back in to the hilt.

“Hihk♡ Ahh♡ I said wait—♡♡♡”

“Sorry. At this rate, we’ll never finish.”

Gripping her trembling hips, he ruthlessly speared her cervix, denying her respite.

“Hah♡ Nngh♡ Not♡ Today’s♡ My turn♡ To serve♡♡♡”

She tried to wrest back control with reinforcement magic, but the moment he struck her cervix, her mana scattered.

Shocked that being impaled on a cock could render her magic useless, she shuddered.

“Ahh♡ Stop♡ Any more and I’ll really become stupid♡ I’ll forget how to use magic♡ Just a useless bitch only good for getting fucked♡♡♡”

It wouldn’t actually happen, but her brain felt like it was burning to ash.

Each time his glans brushed her walls, her mind blanked, neurons frying under the pleasure.

“You’re fine now, right? Forget it. Forget magic, forget fighting—just live under me, clenching your pussy.”

“That’s♡ Such a stupid♡ Wasting this talent is♡ A loss for humanity♡”

Thick cum battered her womb, and Arina, awakened to another wave of pleasure, shot Millen a smug look.

While her pussy was being ravaged, Ian had fingered Millen to climax repeatedly, leaving her just as wrecked.

This was the difference between male and female. Even two women together couldn’t match a superior male.

Once, she had been the dominant one, but she felt no regret. A conquered female’s life was far happier than that of a conqueror.

This was the life meant for her—being ruled by a male suited her nature far better.

Pinning both women face-down on the bed, Ian whispered in Arina’s ear.

“So letting this lewd body go to waste for years was fine?”

“Ahh♡ Hahh… Haah…”

“It kills me to think of all the time wasted before I fucked you. I should’ve found you sooner. Leaving this body unused was a crime. Understand?”

“I’m sorry♡ So sorry♡ Punish this bitch pussy for not coming to her Master sooner♡”

His hips pistoned as his climax neared. Gripping her hair like a handle, he forced her to clench around him.

As another load flooded her womb, she sprawled on the bed, savoring the bliss.

She had changed so much. Who could’ve predicted Riel Frost would become like this?

She was unrecognizable, but she couldn’t deny it anymore.

There was no going back.

And so, she faced her past.

“Hngh… Ugh…”

The woman winced as sunlight stabbed her eyes.

Well-rested, her mind was clearer than ever, but her body felt stiff and sluggish.

Blinking, she took in the sunlight—a rare sight.

The moment she woke, she knew. Too much time had passed while she slept.

Bound and immobile, she turned her head to face the figure looming over her.

“Hello.”

No answer. Was she angry?

Given who it was, Marika tried again.

“It’s been a while. Riel.”

“Yeah. Marika, it really feels like forever since I last saw you.”

Once, they had been closer than anyone—childhood friends. Now, they were truly reunited.