Chapter 86: The Sin Committed in a Dream - 5
Sisters really were sisters.
Just like Isabelle’s, Isolde’s pussy felt as though it had been made for me.
It squeezed me incredibly tight, and her vaginal folds refused to let go of my cock.
‘It seems Isolde has already started feeling it, too.’
Isolde’s pussy had already been trained to the shape of my cock.
Whenever I moved my cock, her vaginal folds clung stickily to it.
‘If this is the effect of the Mark of Love, that’s a little frightening.’
The Mark of Love was gradually being engraved onto Isolde’s lower belly.
Thanks to it, Isolde was able to endure my cock.
‘To think the day would come when I’d fuck Isolde.’
Judging by looks alone, Isolde possessed beauty no less remarkable than that of the heroines.
I would be lying if I said I had never felt lust for her as a man, but I had never intended to go through the trouble of winning Isolde over.
Her personality had been that fucking awful.
And now, she was desperate to have my child.
‘All that hardship paid off.’
I had begun winning her over at Isabelle’s request, but now that I had started, I intended to enjoy it properly.
"Hngh! W-wait! Ian, wait a second! I keep making weird noises!"
"Sorry, but I don’t think I can hold back anymore."
"Ah, no—hngh! Hngh, oooh!"
Every time I thrust my cock into Isolde’s pussy, moans spilled from her lips.
Watching the arrogant expression on Isolde’s face gradually crumble under pleasure stirred a man’s sense of conquest within me.
I did not stop, driving my cock into her clinging pussy.
The tip of my glans touched her cervix.
"Hngh!"
Perhaps she had briefly climaxed, because Isolde’s pussy tightened harder than before.
"I-Ian, I feel strange. My body doesn’t feel like my own."
"It’s going well. Leave your body to me."
"Hngh, okay. I’ll leave my body to you, Ian."
Though the sensation of her body floating felt unfamiliar, Isolde clung to me until the end.
At the sight of her, I once again pressed my glans against her cervix.
Each time, her pussy responded with a tight squeeze.
"Oh, ah! Hnngh, oooh!"
Whenever I moved violently, Isolde reacted just as intensely.
The sight of her trembling beneath me was incredibly arousing.
"Isolde, I’m about to cum."
At my words, Isolde, who had been steeped in pleasure for a moment, suddenly came to her senses.
Then she began wrapping her legs around my waist.
"Cum inside me!"
"You really are greedy."
Hearing Isolde’s request, I moved my hips faster. Isolde squeezed her eyes shut.
Instead, her mouth opened wider. I could see her even teeth and lush tongue.
Unable to hold back, I kissed her lips.
Chuuuhuhuhup.
Isolde naturally accepted my kiss, and so we were joined above and below.
"Nngh!"
The urge to ejaculate surged through me, and I bucked my hips.
Then I spilled my semen into her deepest place.
Splat! Spurrrt! Spurt!
Having held it back for so long, pleasure intense enough to make my mind go blank washed over me.
"Hnnghhh—!"
Perhaps startled by the first internal ejaculation she had ever felt, Isolde raked her nails across my back.
"Haa, haa—."
Gasping for breath, I slowly pulled my cock out of her pussy.
Along with fresh blood, my cock gleamed with her juices and semen.
I looked at Isolde’s pussy.
White semen flowed out through the gap in her hole, ran down her ass, and dripped onto the bed.
It was such an arousing sight that my cock became hard again.
I reflexively wanted to keep having sex, but Isolde was not in good condition.
"Hehe, now I’m Ian’s wife too..."
Perhaps she had suffered so much emotionally for so long. Isolde passed out just like that.
"Can’t be helped."
I wanted to keep having sex with her, but this once, I held back for Isolde’s sake.
"You’ve been through a lot, Isolde."
I kissed Isolde’s cheek and stayed by her side.
. . .
"You’re awake?"
When Isolde opened her eyes, the man she loved approached her.
"Ian? Did I... pass out?"
"It’s okay. You must be hungry now, right? I prepared a meal, so eat while it’s warm."
As if he had prepared it beforehand, Ian held out a fragrant stew to Isolde.
"Sorry. I should have done it."
"You don’t need to apologize. Husband and wife help each other."
At Ian’s words, the corners of Isolde’s mouth naturally curled upward.
At the same time, a desire to do something for him welled up inside her.
‘This must be what happiness feels like.’
Feeling fulfilled, Isolde stroked her lower belly and spoke.
"I hope I get pregnant soon. I want to share this happiness with our child, too."
"Isolde, getting pregnant isn’t as easy as you think."
"What can we do to get pregnant quickly?"
"Well, the only way is to have lots of sex."
At Ian’s answer, Isolde smiled lewdly.
"Since you mention it, let’s do it again."
"Don’t push yourself. You were a virgin until just now."
"Ah!"
When Ian touched her waist, Isolde felt a sharp pang of pain.
"And there’s no need to rush. We don’t have plans to get pregnant yet."
"Why? Don’t you want to see our child soon?"
Ian spoke as he spoon-fed Isolde stew.
"Because the safety of my women comes first. Honestly, the men in this village aren’t good people, are they?"
Isolde smiled at Ian’s expression of affection, which he had only ever shown Isabelle.
"It’s delicious. How did you make it?"
"I just stuck to the basics."
Before long, Isolde became dejected at the fact that Ian was better at cooking than she was.
"Ugh, it hurts my pride that you cook better than me."
"Learn from Adelia later. I’m sure she’ll be happy to teach you."
"I will. It’s late, but I’m going to be a good daughter from now on."
"That’s a good decision."
Ian stroked Isolde’s head and continued explaining.
"There’s something else I need to tell you. Isabelle isn’t the reason you haven’t been able to marry until now."
"What do you mean?"
"John conspired with the village men to keep you from getting married."
At Ian’s explanation, Isolde tilted her head.
"Why would he do something like that?"
"To keep you from leaving the village. They wanted to keep the village beauty all to themselves."
"You mean..."
At first, Isolde had merely tilted her head at Ian’s explanation, but then she understood and cursed.
"That son of a bitch, John!"
Isolde had tried to act demure in front of Ian, but she could not swallow her fury over what her ex-boyfriend had done.
"It’s a common trick in isolated places like country villages. They pair a beautiful woman with an easy-to-control man, then make him struggle financially and use that as an excuse to fuck his wife. That way, they don’t have to take responsibility, and they can satisfy their lust as much as they want."
It was a perversion of an old custom of sharing wives, and naturally, the Church of the Sun did not tolerate it.
After all, it was a practice born from heretical doctrine.
"Adelia nearly suffered the same thing."
"M-mom too?!"
"Well, after Isabelle was cursed, everyone kept quiet about it."
Ian’s explanation made Isolde shudder with disgust at the villagers.
They had not helped her when she was truly struggling, yet all they had wanted was her beauty.
As if she were nothing more than an outlet for their lust.
"Don’t you want revenge?"
"I do. But there’s no way to do it."
"I have an idea."
When Ian whispered in her ear, Isolde broke into a bright smile.
Then Ian asked her one more question.
"But for this, you’ll have to show that bastard your body. Are you okay with that?"
"If you’re okay with it, I don’t mind. And I’m your wife, aren’t I?"
Isolde hugged Ian, then gave him a smiling glance and spoke.
"As your wife, I want to satisfy my husband’s desires."
Isolde intended to fill even the parts that other women could not.
Isabelle had already claimed the position of principal wife, but Isolde at least wanted to claim second place.
‘Sisters should get along and take first and second place.’
. . .
We could not stay in the cabin forever, so I carried Isolde down the mountain on my back, since she could not walk from the effects of her torn hymen.
Yet throughout the walk home, Isolde chattered nonstop without taking a single break.
"Ian’s back is so broad. I love it."
"I just realized it, but I think I’m more attracted to a body than a face. Ah! That doesn’t mean I dislike your face, Ian."
"Let’s keep what we talked about earlier a secret from Isabelle. She might say she wants to do it too."
"But how should we explain our relationship to Mom? Is it okay? Mom slept with Ian too, after all."
I felt as though my ears were about to bleed, but she was adorable, so I decided to let her continue for now.
‘I never knew Isolde had this side to her.’
Now that the venom had drained from her, it felt as though her natural charm stood out all the more.
"Maybe it’s just my imagination, but I think Ian’s face has gotten more handsome than before. Is this what they mean when they say someone looks different once you’re in love?"
"Me?"
"Yeah. The more I look at you, the more I fall for you."
Then I heard something that caught my attention.
‘Right. Isolde has a Mark of Love too.’
I immediately opened my status window.
Unlike Kate, who was not a virgin, Isolde had no experience with men beyond kissing.
If she had gained a Mark of Love, there was surely a change in me as well.
[Status Window]
◎ Name: Ian
◎ Age: 25
◎ Class: [Hunter (Lv. 11)] and 5 others
◎ Stats
- [Stamina: 74] [Strength: 13] [Vitality: 124]
- [Agility: 11] [Senses: 22] [Dexterity: 11]
- [Mana: 10] [Mind: 162] [Focus: 23]
◎ Traits: [Yin-Yang Body] / [Helia’s Blessing] / [Mark of Love] / [Echidna’s Blessing] / [Peerless Handsome Man]
"Huh?"
I had been disappointed to see no rise in my stats, but then a new trait caught my eye.
‘Peerless Handsome Man? What the hell is that?’
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