Chapter 45 - Chapter 43: Episode 42 - Womb Tattoo
As Miel traced more than half of the Yin Mark across Seon-ah's lower abdomen with her fingernails, she could feel the changes happening inside her as well.
It wasn't a coincidence that the moans spilling from Seon-ah's lips were growing wetter, and the organ hanging between his legs was stiffening even more.
The pleasure Seon-ah felt was spreading through her entire body via the Yin Mark.
And Seon-ah must have been getting the full brunt of the pleasure from his own heated body too.
Miel's pussy was already absolutely drenched, dripping as much fluid as it could hold.
The pleasure from Seon-ah passed to Miel, and that pleasure was amplified and sent back to him.
With the pleasure they felt for each other looping and soaring endlessly in that feedback loop, Miel grew dizzy.
The pleasure they gave each other was being felt and growing even more intense.
What would happen once the Yin Mark was fully drawn?
The sexual intercourse between a male bearing a Yin Mark and a succubus, once begun, delivers pleasure so intense it drives both of them insane.
Because they share and amplify the endless pleasure with each other.
Watching them like that, Yu-rin felt something was wrong.
It felt like the Seon-ah she knew was turning into someone else.
Now even Miel couldn't hold it back, soft, pleasure-filled sounds slipping from her mouth.
"Heh-heh-heut... Heu-eut... Heu-eut...."
Seeing the two of them moaning at each other like that, Yu-rin thought this had to be a nightmare, that she needed to wake up right now and go see Seon-ah.
She firmly believed the Seon-ah she adored would never let anyone else hear those kinds of sounds.
Unable to bear this reality any longer, Yu-rin dropped her head, squeezed her eyes shut, and thought only of the happy memories she'd shared with Seon-ah.
Finally, the Yin Mark was completely engraved on Seon-ah's lower abdomen.
Miel was already staring at Seon-ah, her tongue poking out slightly, her face flushed.
Seon-ah, too, was breathing heavily, his eyes unfocused.
They already looked like they'd finished the act.
Good thing Yu-rin had her eyes squeezed shut in advance—if she'd seen that, she might have lost her mind.
Miel took Seon-ah's erect cock into her mouth and started sucking with a wet, slurping sound.
It felt like Seon-ah had just come.
The pleasure Miel was giving him was too much to bear, so he started moaning loudly.
Just because Yu-rin had her eyes squeezed shut didn't mean she could block her ears.
She could only resent her arms, cuffed and unable to reach her face.
She didn't want to watch that scene anymore.
Even though she'd clearly watched him get raped by other monsters,
seeing him have sex with that succubus felt like it would shatter whatever sanity she had left.
Because this wasn't rape.
It sounded like two lovers having sex...
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Seon-ah was swept away by waves of unending pleasure.
His entire body wouldn't move, overwhelmed by the pleasure that kept rising without end.
Whether he was being violated by Yu-rin, by Minji, or by other monsters in turn,
in the beginning there was pleasure, but in the end, it only brought him pain.
But what he was feeling now was different.
He started to feel scared as pleasure piled up and up in his whole body, nothing else.
Then something warm and wet swallowed the thing between his legs.
It was similar to the pleasure he'd felt from Yu-rin, but it felt even better.
He looked down with eyes that couldn't quite focus.
It was the succubus, Miel.
That monster, whose behavior had suddenly started changing a few days ago, had done something to him today.
'What was it?'
He kept trying to think about what it was, but the pleasure shooting through his lower body kept cutting off the thought.
He tried several times to focus on that important matter, but his head wasn't working right from the pleasure, so he gave up thinking altogether.
And he began to surrender his body to the pleasure.
As he started struggling in the waves of pleasure climbing higher and higher, he suddenly felt a pleasure so intense his head felt like it would explode.
Miel, sensing Seon-ah's cock pulsing as he was about to come, pushed it deep into her mouth to swallow it all.
"Throb-throb-throb... Fwoosh...."
He came with tremendous force.
His cock shook crazily, making a sound as it painted every corner of Miel's mouth white.
Miel tried to swallow it all, but the amount was too much, and semen dripped from the corners of her mouth.
Seon-ah's crotch was soaked in cum.
Miel's lower body, which had been sucking Seon-ah's cock, also shot out transparent love juices like a water gun, soaking the floor in a mess.
At the moment of climax, Miel had also come, the pleasure of Seon-ah's ejaculation circulating through her body.
"Haa... Haa..."
Even though it was Seon-ah who had come, Miel looked equally exhausted.
As if she'd run out of energy to move anymore, Miel collapsed on top of Seon-ah, and
the two of them fell asleep just like that.
She looked like she was sleeping on her lover's stomach.
Even though Yu-rin could hear those sounds with her ears, she was escaping that reality through continuous delusions, ravishing Seon-ah in her own thoughts.
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How much time had passed? The semen and love juices soaking the floor were almost dry.
Then Seon-ah and Miel slowly got up.
The pleasure Seon-ah had felt yesterday came vividly back to his mind.
Who had given him that pleasure?
Now that his eyes were open, he knew.
It was the succubus Miel, who had treated him like an object,
had him violated by other monsters,
and now acted like she cherished him.
It was the succubus Miel.
Confusion flooded Seon-ah's mind.
He was disappointed in himself for having sex like a lover with Miel while Yu-rin was right there in front of him.
He thought he shouldn't give his body to Miel anymore.
If he gave in to that sweet pleasure like this, he felt like he would no longer be Yu-rin's.
But part of him wanted that pleasure.
Unlike the sex where he'd only been painfully violated until now, this was the first time he had sex that gave him nothing but pleasure.
Too confused, he pushed Miel, who had been lying on top of him, to the side.
It wasn't something the usual Seon-ah would have done, but the confusion he'd felt just moments ago drove him to it.
Miel woke up as her body slid from Seon-ah's stomach onto the floor.
Miel, too, seemed to have enjoyed the sex with Seon-ah so much that she was replaying the pleasure she'd felt in her mind as she slept.
Even though Miel had been pushed by Seon-ah and fell to the floor, she smiled bashfully and said to him.
"Did it feel good?"
"...."
Seon-ah, who would usually have answered out of fear, suddenly didn't find Miel scary.
She felt just like a lover.
No, that wasn't right.
He was usually scared of his lover Yu-rin, so that couldn't be it.
At the end of that thought, Seon-ah reached one absurd conclusion.
It felt like he had become something more than a lover with Miel.
Something more than a lover could only mean a married couple who had tied the knot and would be together for life.
That was absurd.
The one he'd decided to marry was Yu-rin, who was tied to the wall over there.
Thinking that, he looked at Yu-rin, who had her head dropped against the wall.
She was mumbling as if she'd lost her mind, occasionally letting out a "He-he-hik" sort of laugh.
As he stared at her, worried about Yu-rin, he felt something touch his face.
It was Miel's warm, soft palm and fingers, grabbing his cheek and chin.
And she made him turn his head, which had been looking at Yu-rin, toward her.
It wasn't forceful or coercive, but Seon-ah ended up looking at Miel on his own.
He couldn't help but look back at Miel because of the warmth of the hand that had softly grasped his face.
And Miel said.
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"Look at your lower abdomen. The pattern's the same as the one on mine, right? That's called a Yin Mark. When a succubus chooses a mate—once in a lifetime—she engraves the same shape that appears on her own abdomen onto her mate."
Seon-ah listened carefully to Miel's words and understood what she was trying to say.
He swallowed hard, waiting for what would come next.
"In other words, you're mine now."
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Yu-rin, who had been acting as if she'd lost her mind, stopped.
She'd been trying to escape reality, but she heard something she couldn't ignore.
That bitch who kidnapped us, who would've been happy holding a wedding, then had Seon-ah gang-raped by monsters like passing around a toy, now even took my man away.
And now she says he's her mate.
She hated this gag that blocked the curses that would've poured out of her mouth.
She wanted to kill everyone: Seon-ah, who gave his body to that bitch; that succubus; the monsters who'd violated Seon-ah; Minji; and every bitch who'd ever looked at Seon-ah.
She hated Seon-ah for looking at the succubus as if his own actions were invisible.
The two of them—the man and woman—stared at each other for a long time.
The woman whispered something small into the man's ear, then grabbed Seon-ah's hand and pulled him up.
And then they went outside—somewhere she'd never taken him before.
Leaving Yu-rin behind, clutching her miserable feelings.