Chapter 74

Chapter 74

She was so lovely that Bleon couldn’t control his feelings. Instead of going back to the seat next to her where he was originally sitting, he knelt down on the floor in front of Astell.

“Bleon?”

Blinking at his unexpected action, Astell looked at Bleon. Bleon’s physique was so large that even though he was sitting on the floor now, our eye levels still matched. Bleon slowly lowered Astell’s chemise down her shoulder. Since the neckline could be stretched, the clothes came off easily.

Her two breasts, much larger than before she had given birth, appeared before his eyes.

Astell reflexively shuddered as her breasts were exposed. As a result, her nipples naturally stood up.

“Cold?”

Seeing Astell’s reaction, Bleon asked with a worried face.

“No, it’s not like that…”

The summer was slowly passing, and the changing seasons soon started welcoming autumn. Still, the bedroom they were in didn’t feel cold even if they took their clothes off.

“…Are you okay?”

Bleon looked at Astell and asked for her permission once more. Astell nodded her head softly.

“…Yes. Ah!”

As soon as she gave her permission, Bleon’s large hand gently wrapped Astell’s left breast.

“It hurts?”

“It’s not that… Hhn.”

Just by touching it, the nerves all over her body became sensitive. Astell bit her lip to keep herself from moaning, bearing in mind that it wasn’t an act with a sensual meaning.

But that determination was soon shattered.

“Ah, ah-hngh!”

When Astell said it doesn’t hurt, Bleon immediately placed his lips upon one breast. Just by holding the nipple in his mouth, a high-pitched moan erupted from Astell.

“Hnng, Bleon…”

Astell tilted her head back and placed her hand on Bleon’s head that was buried in her chest. His fine hair flowed down like gold between her fingers. Bleon paused for a moment, noticing that she wasn’t pushing him away, and then sucked the nipple in his mouth. Then, a strange-tasting liquid filled his mouth.

However, it was also from the body of the woman he loved, so the subtle taste was delicious. So, like a suckling baby, he began to suck with his tongue in earnest.

“Ah-huk, huht, ah!”

As Bleon’s actions continued, Astell’s moans grew louder. The determination she had made earlier was already scattered in the distance without a trace. The more Bleon sucked her breast, the more her lower half became wetter. It was the sexual pleasure that she reminded herself over and over that she should not feel.

“Nnngh, Bleon!”

Astell grabbed Bleon’s hair tightly and he stopped what he was sucking, and raised his head to look at Astell.

“Are you okay, Wife? Is this how I should do it?”

Her breast was still in his mouth as he spoke, and his soft tongue nudged the pert nipple. That unconscious action evoked a dizzying sensation within her body.

“Nngh, uhng.”

“I don’t think it’s coming out anymore.”

“Then, then the other side…”

“Okay.”

Bleon’s head moved from left to right. The tip of her left breast, which had been in his mouth for a while, was wet when released. Astell exhaled for a moment, trying to relax her tense body. But it was quickly sucked in by Bleon as he immediately took in her right nipple.

“Mmh, ah!”

Surely no one taught him how to do this, but he was very good at it. It didn’t seem like something a first timer would do. He gently massaged her breasts, sucking the milk carefully so she wouldn’t feel pain, and he never used his teeth.

And so, this caused Astell to feel overwhelmed by the pleasures she shouldn’t have felt. After a while, Bleon’s face, which had been preoccupied with sucking her right breast just like the left one, pulled away.

“Hu-uht…”

Astell buried her face in the sofa, letting out heavy breaths in between moans. Bleon looked intently at the tip of her chest. He opened his mouth after confirming that there was no milk on the tip.

“I don’t think it will come out anymore.”

“Hmm? Uh, thank you…”

Astell’s voice trembled slightly as if the heat had not yet subsided. As Astell smiled softly at him, Bleon looked up at her slightly, clenching and unclenching his fists repeatedly.

He shouldn’t be lusting after his wife’s appearance, so he had to keep reminding himself that at this moment he was just trying to help her relieve her pain. But from the time he put her breasts in his mouth, or even long before that, the front of his pants had already swelled up.

Having barely regained his composure, he pulled up her chemise, which had come down beneath her chest, and put it back to its original position. And after a brief kiss on her forehead, he hugged Astell and tried to get up to go to the bed. However, Astell stopped him by holding onto his wrist.

“Bleon…”

Astell called him in her nervous voice. And at the same time, she grabbed his hand and pulled it to her chest.

“Touch me more. Please?”

As she whispered words that he could never refuse, his rationality, which he barely held onto, was cut off.

“Mmph!”

Placing one hand on the back of the sofa to support himself, Bleon quickly swallowed her lips. Astell’s hand pressed against his chest gently. The tongues intertwined and their breaths burst out. Bleon caressed her body, and his tongue explored every nook and cranny of her mouth.

While one hand was stroking her chest, the other stroked the nape of her neck as it climbed up, and then came back down to her chest. A gentle touch rubbed her nipples, and then it went down along the waistline to her behind, and their lips only fell apart when he reached near the thighs.

As Astell exhaled a panting breath, his lips moved as his hands did. In the end, he kneeled on the floor in the same position he had sucked her breasts in, lifted the hem of her clothes, grabbed Astell’s waist and buried his head in her secret place.

“Ah, hnn!”

Astell looked down at Bleon that was licking underneath, stimulating her cl*toris with his tongue, groaning and clenching her waist-high skirt. Then, when he put his finger in her entrance and rubbed the spot where she felt it best, her moans intensified. Astell couldn’t come to terms with the pleasure she felt inside and out.

“Nnngh, Bleon, ah!”

After the brief climax swallowed her, Bleon raised his body. Within her vision blurred by the pleasure, she could see the wet area around Bleon’s lips. Bleon took off Astell’s clothes at once with strength as he couldn’t control himself, and he quickly took off the clothes he was wearing as well.

And this time he licked her skin, not over the clothes, creating red blossoms all over her body, which he hoped would never be erased. Then, he pressed his genitals upon her entrance.

“Mmngh, ah, hnngh.”

Contrary to his impatient desire to be inside her as soon as possible, he slowly spread the liquid coming out of her to his manhood, his actions slow.

“Hhnn, why…”

Despite Astell’s whining as to why he’s still doing this, Bleon moved at the same pace. This was their first time making love again after she gave birth to Adrian, that’s why he wanted to do it only after she was ready.

Bleon, who had been concentrating on enhancing her excitement for so long, spread Astell’s thighs apart, then slowly inserted himself, starting with the tip, scraping her inner walls.

“Ah, hhnnngh!”

Astell, who had already brimmed with excitement due to Bleon’s prolonged caresses, was swept into her climax just by him entering her. Her thighs, held by Bleon, trembled uncontrollably, her insides contracted, and her toes curled up.

But he was just getting started. Bleon felt her insides sucking him hard as he began to move roughly, holding Astell’s legs that were about to close in.

“Ah-huht, aahngg, ha-ugh!”

It felt like she was going crazy because of the pleasure that had been accumulated from before. Astell hugged Bleon’s neck to not fall under the endless unknown. That very night in this bedroom, their union continued on and on as Bleon refused to let her go.

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