Absolute Threshold — Chapter 154. Energy
Translator: Atlas
Weekly Chapter 3/3
Her body hadn’t loosened from Yoongyo’s use. Instead, the more he took her, the tighter she became. It felt as though he was consuming her entirely.
Now accustomed to the ple@sure, she had learned to savor the cl#m@x. Jumi’s eyes were wide, her mouth slack with drool. He wanted to plunge his tongue into her mouth.
She spre@d her l#gs wider, exposing her he#ted core. This was a behavior he had taught her, and now she did it without prompting.
When she called him “honey,” he felt the urge to devour her.
He licked her neck, his mind filled with wild imaginings.
“Choi Jumi.”
“Huh?”
His crimson tongue parted her lips. His sharp t#ngue probed the entr#nce from which her third child would one day emerge. He wanted to s#ck on it all night.
The more he drank, the thirstier he became.
It was an unsolvable dilemma.
When he reached this conclusion, Yoongyo felt his mind shatter.
His actions grew harsher.
Jumi sensed that tonight would be another battle.
***
She raised her stiff upper body.
After enduring the night, she couldn’t sleep for long.
A nanny was tending to the children, but she still had to take them to kindergarten. The kids were getting ready for school.
Exhausted from the night’s activities, she was too drained to bid her children farewell. A deep guilt weighed on her as a mother who always wanted to do her best for them. Yoongyo’s boundless energy left her with no rest.
Even after he was done, he s#ckled her n#ppl3s for what felt like an eternity, as if determined to drain her of all her m!lk. She felt like she was plummeting.
When she woke, her n#ppl3s ached. Darkened from pregnancy, they had become Yoongyo’s feast. His tongue swirled around her thickened n#ppl3s, leaving them swollen.
—We have work later. Stop biting my nipple.
—Then why are you spreading your legs?
—They move on their own.
—But you look so pleased.
She shook her head. That had happened just half an hour ago.
Jumi touched her tender n#ppl3s, then dressed hurriedly. As she left the room, she found Jiho standing at the door.
He looked as though he had just woken up.
She feared he might have realized what had transpired the previous night. Jiho, her eldest son, still carried the scent of breast milk. He took her hand, but unlike usual, he avoided kissing her cheek, his gaze shifting elsewhere.
“Jiho, what are you looking at?”
She followed his eyes to see.
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