“Ah…!”

His tongue slid in, exploring her insides. Moisture gushed out. No, no… Iren silently muttered, trying to push his head away, but lying face down made it difficult. Lahart licked her wrinkled walls with his tongue, then flicked her cl*toris with its tip. What started as light teasing grew more intense.

When he sucked her cl*toris just enough not to hurt, Iren’s mind went blank. A sharp pleasure climbed her spine. She forgot to breathe and reached a brief climax. Of course, Lahart, who was attuned to her every sensation, didn’t miss that moment.

“Mm… Hmph!”

When his fingers entered, Iren’s hips twisted. It had been so long since something delved deep inside her that the initial sensation was more of discomfort than pleasure. Lahart also took a deep breath, feeling her tightness around his finger. The sensation of her moist inner walls clinging to his finger was so exhilarating that he felt he might lose control and thrust his c*ck in if he relaxed even a little.

In the past, he might have done just that. He would have pushed her, only thinking of his feelings and desires. If not inside her, he would have shoved it into her mouth. Driven by a desire to possess and hurt her.

But not anymore. Lahart didn’t want to hurt Iren. He didn’t want to wound her. He wanted to make her happy. He wanted to shower her with so much love that it would overshadow any pain. Iren deserved that much love. She deserved a life without a single bit of unhappiness.

His lower abdomen ached from the tension. He had been at his limit for a while. But his affection was stronger than his desire. Lahart realized for the first time that affection could surpass desire. If Iren pushed him away, saying she couldn’t do it, he might have been able to step back. It would be extremely difficult, of course, but not impossible.

Fortunately, that did not happen. Iren’s insides were steadily melting and relaxing. Lahart gritted his teeth and inserted three fingers. Suppressing the instinct to ravish the woman he loved was more difficult than returning alive from the battlefield. Beads of sweat formed on his chin and dripped down.

Whether Iren knew his heart or not, she tightened herself around his fingers, moaning sweetly every time he probed deep inside her. Lahart endured the rising urge to curse.

“Huh, Lahart…”

It was the moment his fingers reached four. Iren called out to him, her voice trembling. When he stopped his prodding, worried that he might have hurt her, she turned to look back. Her black hair was damp with sweat, and tears had welled up in her gem-like navy blue eyes.

“Can you… hold me?”

Iren just wanted to be close to him, to share body heat. However, Lahart misunderstood her words, feeling as if the last thread of his sanity had snapped. Iren also clearly witnessed the focus disappearing from his eyes. His eyes, now devoid of light, resembled those of a ravenous predator eyeing its prey. Frightened, Iren called his name, but it was already too late.

“Lahart? Ugh… Mmph!”

Laid flat by his hands, Iren had no choice but to accept him as he mercilessly thrust into her. At the same time, a tongue as hot as his c*ck filled her mouth. Filled above and below by Lahart, she could think of nothing else. His member, parting her inner walls, was so large and thick that it felt like it might tear her apart. The enormous, rigid flesh was so hard that it could be considered a weapon rather than a c*ck.

“Mmph, huuh, mmmh!”

Yet strangely, it did not hurt. The blunt head forced its way into her walls, making her feel only dazed. As she panted, taking him in with her whole body, Iren realized why. Lahart had his eyes tightly shut, his brow furrowed, desperately trying not to hurt her, not to injure her.

The memory of Lahart whispering ‘I love you’ surfaced, and her guarded heart opened, allowing his affection to pour in. At the same time, fully sheathed and filling her womb, Lahart began to move.

“Mm, mmh, ahh!”

“Iren, my Iren.”

Lahart was only half-conscious, ravaging his wife like a mindless beast. His fast, deep, and rough thrusts scorched her, making her feel like she was melting not just where they were joined, but all over. The hard, rigid shaft messily plundered her entrance, the blunt head rubbing and gliding against her rippled walls. The ecstasy bordering on agony kept lashing her.

“Irelaide.”

“Ugh, ah, just a little… slowly… ah, Lahart… do it slowly… ah!”

“I can’t hold back.”

Because you feel so good. Because I love you so much.

Iren felt she understood the words Lahart couldn’t say. Love. The word she had thought would never cross his lips was aimed at her, and her inner walls clenched tightly. A small curse escaped Lahart’s lips.

“Relax, Iren.”

“I can’t… control it… Hnng, mm, aah!”

Lahart’s thrusts, if possible, became even more savage. He grabbed her hips with both hands, driving her down as he thrust up. The blunt head burrowed into her deepest, most vulnerable spot. Unable to even breathe, Iren became rigid as Lahart moved. Her clenching, convulsing walls gripped his member, but he only pressed his thumb against her cl*t, shoving himself in halfway by force.

Iren shook violently, the accumulated pleasure bursting out and sweeping her away. Clear fluids gushed out, soaking below. Frowning slightly, Lahart slowly ground his shaft against her spasming walls. Soon, he too shuddered, holding the trembling Iren tightly as he released his long-suppressed desire.

“Ugh, hnn, ah, haa…”

The climax was long and persistent, as if reflecting how they had both endured for so long. The thick, sticky liquid filled and overflowed from Iren’s depths, giving them both a sweet sense of fulfillment. Iren braced a hand on her lower abdomen, and Lahart’s hand gently covered it.

“Iren.”

Lahart tenderly brushed Iren’s hair. Her heart swelled, realizing she would not just enjoy this afterglow lying beside him. She smiled faintly and moved to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, but her expression changed as she blinked. Contrary to what she expected, Lahart’s c*ck inside her had stiffened again, no, even more than before. Flustered, Iren’s hand paused in midair.

“I… Lahart…?”

“Why?”

Casually, Lahart took her hand, pressing kisses onto her palm. Iren was greatly perplexed. Lahart had clearly reached his climax, yet… why?

“Have you calmed down?”

He made no effort to hide his blatant intention to continue what they were doing. Biting her lower lip, Iren shook her head. Her husband was persistent both off and on the bed. She had lost count of how many times it had gone from once to twice, twice to until dawn.

Iren pushed him weakly with her trembling arms, but Lahart, frowning slightly as if displeased, obediently withdrew.

“Haah…”

As his rigid c*ck slipped out, a sticky liquid oozed out. The er*ect shaft, pressed tightly against his lower abdomen, twitched. Leaving it like that might prevent him from sleeping until morning. Summoning her remaining strength, Iren sat up to face him.

“If you don’t mind…”

“Go ahead. Do as you please.”

The words ‘be satisfied with this’ didn’t come out. She couldn’t bring herself to speak such vulgar words like Lahart. Iren trailed off, trying to move her hand. But with one hand, it was impossible. Inevitably using both hands to envelop the shaft, Lahart let out a short, deep groan. Iren blushed at the pleasant low tone that sent shivers down her spine. As she clumsily stroked up and down, the c*ck under her palms twitched and pulsed.

This was the first time she was m*sturbating him. The first time she held a real, hard, hot, and slick manhood in her hands.

“Iren.”

Iren raised his eyes from where he’d been running his hands over his c*ck, which was covered in cum and juices. Lahart was smiling. His beautiful, sincere smile, so at odds with the lewd situation, seemed to be a trap just to devour her.

“At this rate, it won’t be gone even by morning.”

“But you told me to try…”

“How could I refuse when you offered to lend a hand?”

Lahart paused for a moment, regulating his breathing. His lowered voice and clouded, chilling gaze clearly revealed how aroused he was.

“How could I refuse your first time?”

“No, Lahart, I can’t, I can’t do this anymore…”

“You don’t have to do anything. I’ll just keep thrusting and spilling inside you.”

Lahart’s eyes were wild as he shamelessly uttered obscenities. Iren found his words deeply unsettling. Lahart seated her on his thigh, his arms wrapped around her waist to prevent her from escaping. He briefly lifted her up. Sticky, slightly white fluid dripped from her womanhood. Embarrassed and flustered, even though it wasn’t just her own, Iren clung tightly to his neck. Lahart chuckled deeply.

“I love you.”

“Ah… No!”

She was immediately impaled on his rigid member. The intense impact, as if a red-hot iron rod had pierced her head, made her vision flicker white.

Holding the trembling Iren, Lahart thrust upward from below. True to his word, his inconsiderate hip movements continued as if he would never stop.

* * *

Blink!

It was morning. Rian had woken up without anyone rousing him. The adorable teddy bear filled his vision. Delighted, Rian hugged the bear.

“Good morning!”

After greeting the bear, Rian sluggishly got out of bed. The clothes the maid had prepared the day before were laid on a chair.

“I’m 5 years old, so I can dress myself! I even slept alone!”

Confident, Rian tried to change his clothes, but it didn’t go as smoothly as he thought.

“Ugh… This isn’t right. I’ll have to ask Mom for help. But first, I’ll show off!”

Dissatisfied with his lopsided appearance in the mirror, Rian went to Iren’s room to call for her.

“Mom, Mom! Look, I dressed myself!”

But Iren was not alone. She was sleeping in Lahart’s embrace. Rian’s eyes widened as he stared at the two, then grumbled.

“Sleeping together without me… That’s not fair. I can sleep with you too!”

Rian climbed onto the bed, squeezing himself between them under the covers.

“Hehe. It’s warm.”

Although he could sleep alone, he preferred sleeping with his loving Mom and Uncle.

Rian quickly fell asleep between Iren and Lahart. The room, filled with the scent of happiness, remained warm for a long time.

<After You Regret It, Side Story END>