Taking Care of My Husband in a Tragic Novel - Chapter 46
‘Huk, hnngh. Huaaangh.’
‘Wife…!’
It was a dream again. In this dream, I saw myself struggling with pleasure through the mirror. Perhaps it was deliberately placed there for this purpose, but the large and heavy full-length mirror was there in front of us, big enough that it was surely difficult for just three or four men to carry it. I rested my back on Bleon’s chest as we sat on the edge of the bed, writhing violently on his thigh.
‘Huuk, so good, so—ah! Oh God. Ahhk!’
As I moved, the well-sized and shaped breasts swayed up and down, and Bleon gently touched my stomach with one hand and lowered his other hand to gently caress the clitoris located just above his length. My inner walls continued to clench over his member, accompanied by a more distant pleasure as the most sensitive spot was touched.
‘Ugh. Wife…’
‘Uhhh, hangg, ahhk…!’
The stimulation was too great, so Bleon grabbed my hips on both sides, which was moving in a trance, stopping me for a moment. Then, while gently turning his back, he licked the nape of my neck, encouraging a subtle sexual sensation.
‘Hah…’
But this was not enough. I was evermore thirsty. I wanted him to thrust into me from below so that I wouldn’t be able to think of anything else.
‘Mmmh, not that…’
‘Haa, what else…?’
Even though I knew this was a dream, I was suddenly asking him for what I wanted. But Bleon asked me in a murky voice mixed with playfulness, even though he knew what it was.
‘Haangg, put it inside… Please?’
‘Like… this?’
Bleon lifted my waist slightly and then powerfully pounded into me from below.
‘Haah…!’
A feeling of light climax that seemed to melt me with just one movement enveloped my body. It was so good. I wanted him to keep moving like that, but Bleon just stayed still inside me.
‘Huhk, hurry up…!’
Even though my body and mind were already impatient and urged him, Bleon was still not moving. Even if I tried to move, the force holding me was so strong that I couldn’t move. My insides were constantly wanting the rough stimulation of his thick flesh, but when that didn’t happen my way, I begged him with a pained moan.
‘Bleon… Hnnngh… Hurry, hm?’
‘Tell me you love me…’
Looking at Bleon’s reflection in the mirror, his eyes were already filled with arousal. Still, he was showing self-control and holding me tight, as if he really wanted to hear that I loved him.
‘I love you…! Mmh, so please…!’
And then, the words that I love him spilled out of my lips without any hesitation. At the same time as those words came out, Bleon grabbed my thighs from both sides and spread them apart and began to push inside me, hard, and at a terrifying pace.
‘Hnnnngh! Ahk! AH!’
‘Huuk, I love, you too. Astell!’
The weight of me sitting on him and Bleon’s rough movements from bottom to top made his already large member go deeper in and out of me. The full-length mirror in front of my eyes was showing the appearance and disappearance of the thick and bulky column between my wide open legs. And every time he came in and hit a certain point inside, my back shivered and my face, which was at a loss for what to do with the tingling sensation, was also clearly visible.
‘Huuhh, hahh, huhk!’
‘Good…?’
‘Nnngh. So, good, mmh, good…!’
Just as I couldn’t get myself together on the verge of the climax, Bleon suddenly stopped moving and let my leg go. I tilted my head back and looked at him with a look of displeasure at the pleasure I had not been able to reach.
‘Hahk, why…’
‘Want to get up and take a look in the mirror…?’
‘Yes?’
‘Hold me…’
As soon as I realized what he was trying to do, my whole body was filled with anticipation. So, in a hurry to grab the sides of the mirror, I tried to come down from his leg, being careful not to take him out from inside me. However, as soon as my feet touched the floor, the length that had been filling my insides inevitably came out while scratching my inner walls.
‘Ha…’
Feeling the light pleasure of that momentary movement, I barely put my feet on the floor, leaned back, and grabbed the mirror. While watching his movements reflected in the mirror, excited by the pleasure to come, Bleon picked up a bottle that had fallen on the floor and drank what was in it at once. It was the first time I saw it in my dream, but Astell’s memories made me know what it was. I opened my mouth, looking at him with a puzzled expression, wondering why he was suddenly taking it.
‘Why are you drinking that…?’
‘I want to make you feel better…’
‘No, that… Ahn…!’
As I was talking to him, Bleon pulled up behind me and grabbed my butt from behind and started rubbing my already sensitive clitoris with his hard girth. The drenched entrance made a squelching sound as Bleon moved. Then again, I forgot what I was going to say and let out a moan.
‘Don’t worry. Haa, now I take it because I want to…’
‘Huh…’
‘Good…?’
‘Uhk, ung. put it in…’
When I urged him to put it in, his tip began to slowly come in. It was good to put it in quickly, but it was also good to slowly rub the inside and come in little by little. I felt a dizzy feeling that was gradually accumulating pleasure in that movement. But now, with such a small move, I was not satisfied at all. So, without waiting for him all to come in, I quickly pushed back.
‘Hnnnngh!’
‘Ugh…!’
The genitals filled the vagina at once, and as soon as the blunt tip touched the sensitive spot, my eyes became white and was captured in a brief climax. And as my legs trembled and was barely holding on to my strength in the hands holding the mirror, Bleon began thrust into me hard from behind.
‘Haahng, uhh, ahh!’
Even with Bleon’s rough movements, the mirror did not move. I let out a coquettish voice as I felt Bleon dominating me strongly. Then, suddenly, I looked up and my eyes met the woman in the mirror. The woman’s face was flushed red with her pupils hazy from the pleasure that had already exceeded the limits.
Then my gaze shifted to the man pushing me. He didn’t look any different from me. I just kept my mouth open and let out an unbearable moan, while he struggled to hold back the moan that was about to come out by biting his lip.
I knew it… He looked a little older than he was now.
It wasn’t much, but there was definitely a difference of about two or three years. As I thought for a moment about why Bleon had matured, my eyes met his colorful blue eyes.
‘Are you thinking of something else?’
‘No, hnggh, no…!’
Not pleased with the fact that I hadn’t been fully focused despite the excuse that I wasn’t, Bleon suddenly lifted my arms from the mirror and pulled me back. And this time, he began to pound me from behind with a ferocious force different from before, so as not to think about anything but feeling him.
‘Huhk, heuk! Uhhng! Huwaangg!’
The moans didn’t stop. His genitals continued and violently digging to the hilt without end, and eventually I woke up from the dream only after an uncountable climax.
* * *’Crazy.’
When I came out of the dream and my mind became clear, the first thought that came to me was that I was crazy. The dream was getting deeper and longer. From the dream alone, my legs were already wet with excitement.
‘He took the drug.’
In the dream, Bleon took the drug himself.
‘Why?’
The question of why did not go away easily. Why did he take the drug by himself? Didn’t Astell force feed it to him? Even in Astell’s memory, Bleon apparently took the drug voluntarily, not involuntarily. But in the dream, Astell didn’t tell him to take it, but he was casually taking the medicine.
‘Why do I keep dreaming things like this?’
Up until the second time, I thought it might be. Dreams are just things that I did not think could happen out of the blue. However, it was too strange to think that a similar situation happened three times. I wanted to ask someone for help, but there was no one who could do that. To whom did I openly tell that I had such an absurd dream?
‘Frustrating. So frustrating.’
I had a headache with thoughts about the dream, and my eyes that had been closed flashed open. And in front of me, Bleon looked at me with a warm expression.
“You’re up?”
“Huh? Yeah.”
Over the past few weeks, Bleon has been so busy I’ve always been in bed alone after he had already left the bed in the morning. At that time, I didn’t feel so empty without him, but when I woke up again, Bleon was in front of me, so my heart was warmed and I felt like I was filled with something. I turned my head slightly and looked out the window. It was still night and the world was dark.