Extra's Harem: Invincibility Starts with Marriage and lots of Children-Chapter 123 [R18] - Beautiful

"Ahn~ y-yes..."

On that cold night, her words, filled with that sweet, melodious voice ringing in my ears, were enough to boost my urge to hear them again and again, wanting nothing but to play the instrument through which that alluring sound was coming from.

In that moment, while my mouth had a very delicate suction on her neck, which was clearly giving away the flinch and quiver of her body, just by a hickey, her fingers seemed to be holding my robe, as if trying to endure the tingling sensation, which was not just alone to her—the rising heat and warmth of her breath pressing on my neck was enough motivation to push me forward.

"Muaah....haa...first mark," with enough force as I pulled her skin to a certain length with my lips sucking it as I left, only to find a red area clearly appearing like the mark of a rose petal on a spotless moon's surface, just that glistening her milky white skin was in moonlight.

"K-kyle, I-I," Her voice seemed to make me annoyed a bit. Given the sweetness of honey lasted when she referred to me as husband, or with such titles, those were missing this time.

Yet, instead of telling her to call me with those names, I slowly stretched my fingers towards her collar, tracing through her chin down the neck before holding on to her white blouse.

I don't know what to call the dress she wore. Neither did it matter, given the things that perish didn't have value to be cared for.

My fingers slowly opened a golden pin or the button to let me have a look through her clothes within the cleavage which were hiding two peaks whose curves were clearly big enough to make me guess it was around DD cup size, yet gracefully hidden within fabrics.

"H-husband—" I hadn't even opened the fabric completely yet she seemed to switch pretty fast. Not that I was going to let her distract me. As with a finger I placed on her lips, completely silencing her, yet it appeared I made a mistake given my focus turned towards her lips which were pressed by my finger, feeling the softness and the arc which was just luring me in.

"Wife, if distraction had a face, it must look like you," My voice was hushed, yet eyes looking towards her lips and slowly tracing my finger over it as, giving a soft touch, bouncing those petals back slightly as switching toward the thumb, I slowly tried to part her lips in a way where she was completely effortlessly letting me in, my thumb grazing her teeth as the dampness of saliva with her sapphire eyes looking vulnerable to me just made me intoxicated.

But I wanted to be in control, not flow in the waves but have her ride them in a way that she becomes addicted to those ups and downs of waves.

"Mhhmm," Her voice was muffled as my thumb was pressing over her teeth with slowly parted lips, letting my thumb enter her warm mouth, the bridge as I felt how soft her lips were. Wanting to kiss yet today, knowing I wanted more than just a kiss, I let my eyes, which were glued though to the reflection of her allure as my thumbs were within her mouth, fix again towards her peaks, completely big, round, soft melons tightened under that blouse as I grabbed the edge of the fabric with fingers slowly sliding in.

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The press between her melons due to tight fabric, with my fingers slowly drowning in the cleavage, I felt the softness pressing on the other side of me, making me feel empathy with rats stuck in sticky mouse traps.

The example was definitely unsuitable for the situation, but with each passing slight as my finger was sinking in her cleavage, I was feeling how impossible it would be for me to return back from the soft yet warm depth.

"Can you help me a bit?" There was a frustration for me being weak as I tried to pull her clothes a bit but seeing the tightness of her boobs within the fabric clearly appearing to get pressed, I felt maybe by being rough I would inflict some harm to them, leading my other hand to grab her wrist as I placed her palm over mine which were trying to get rid of clothes.

My intention was clear as the stars—please, Aleriana, help me tear away your stubborn clothes and let me have a look at the soft rabbits which were getting suffocated due to your conservative dressing style.

If not for her plump peaks having enough mass to restrict the fabric, it would have been impossible to even catch a glimpse of her skin lower than her neck and above her thighs, considering her dress was completely covering it, which I personally liked given it was just telling that only her husband has the privilege to look at it—something I used to laugh at after listening by virgins but now felt how it feels to be privileged.

She was mine to see, maybe feast on with a side that was exclusive to me.

"Just do it....pull it away for me, Wife," guiding her thumb and forefinger near her cleavage, given the peaks having already suffocated within, I did not want anything but to release them free, I used her other hand to enforce mine before with a tilted gaze looking at her face—damp lips glistening like water-dripped rose petals in moonlight, breathing warm yet shallow with sapphire eyes rippled like a moon's surface.

If it means to beg to save lives of those two soft melons prone to asphyxia—suffocating in lack of oxygen—then I could beg again to Aleriana to help me set them free for this once.

scrch

There was a small sound of tears as I felt her eyes avert, not looking at mine as there was a small tear formed at the edge of the fabric which was held against by her and my hand.

Clearly wanting nothing, I leaned, giving a peck on her neck's nape which had a hickey before retreating, considering even the allure of biting her ears was there, but I could not miss the sight of her plump softness getting set free as I kept my gaze intensely fixed at it.

scrch!

And finally, after having so much patience, the sudden forceful shredding of her blouse with a pull, her eyes shutting close with averted head, swaying black hair revealing her neck's nape, collarbone yet, ignoring everything else, my eyes remained at the sight in front of me.

The blouse split with a gritty sound, her lush boobs tumbling out, recoiling with a wild, heavy bounce.

Their unique shape—full, teardrop curves, slightly upturned—gleamed raw in the moonlight's stark glow, pale as fresh cream.

The nipples, small and delicately curved inward, nestled tight, quivering with each ragged breath, snatching my stare to their brazen, sculpted allure.

Her breaths came fast and shallow, each one lifting those plump boobs in a slow, hypnotic rhythm, their teardrop curves swaying gently, nipples tucked inward twitching due to being exposed in the cold night.

The torn fabric slipped, a soft whisper of cloth grazing her skin as it fell past her waist—narrow, cinched, a delicate hourglass that flared into hips below, glowing pale and smooth.

Each inhale pushed her chest higher, those heavy mounds trembling with life, sinking slightly as she exhaled, the motion pulling my gaze like a tide, raw and relentless, begging me to drown in the pulse of her body.

Everything was just too much to make my lips part and instinctively let my thought voiced loud.

"Beautiful"