Surviving In An Adult-Rated Romance Game - Chapter 7.4
Shiron openly expressed his annoyance at Balteo’s appearance. Shiron continued his hip movements without even replying to Balteo, as if to show off.
As soon as Balteo entered, Shiron’s movements became even more violent. Through the softened, slick opening, the thick flesh pillar repeatedly pounded in and out.
Seona, like a puppet with cut strings, could only breathe shallow breaths while being held by him.
Watching the two, Balteo began to approach stealthily.
“Prince, spread her back a bit.”
Balteo, who had somehow positioned himself behind Seona, was rubbing his bulging front against her b*ttocks.
“How tactless of you to interrupt…”
“You think Seona belongs to you?”
Balteo’s pants buckle came undone, and inevitably his c*ck also made an appearance. Seona was barely aware that Balteo’s c**k was rubbing between her b*ttocks.
“Huh… huu, ah!”
Balteo’s c**k pressed against the tightly wrinkled back hole. The blunt tip began to prepare for insertion by rubbing around the entrance.
“Seona, relax.”
Seona was already tense due to Shiron’s thing being inserted in her p*ssy.
Nevertheless, Balteo didn’t back down and grabbed Seona’s b******s, spreading them wide. Between them, he finally thrust his c**k deep into her contracted back hole.
“Hah, ah! Agh… ugh, too… too big…”
Although Seona gasped and struggled, Balteo didn’t stop. He continued to push his thing into Seona’s hole until it couldn’t go any further.
“Haa, f*ck, it’s so tight.”
Seona, suddenly impaled by two c*cks front and back, could only manage to let out choked sounds. The inside of her thighs trembled as if having a seizure.
Firmly wedged between the two men, she couldn’t move a finger like a broken doll. Although Seona’s body went limp, the two men continued to thrust their c***s into their respective holes without concern.
Thwack, thwack, the sound of flesh slapping accompanied the repeated thrusts. When Balteo’s thing was inserted, Shiron’s withdrew, and when Shiron’s plunged in, Balteo’s pulled out.
The holes stuffed with two c***s were stretched taut without a single wrinkle. The holes were expanded to the point of seeming dangerously close to tearing.
“Huu, hah, huu…”
P***y juices were trickling down the crevice.
As if struck by lightning, her body wouldn’t respond. Seona could barely hold onto her sanity while feeling the two c***s stirring up her insides.
“Hah, hick, hic, s-stop…”
Although she occasionally struggled, saying it was difficult, neither of them budged. Instead, they collided their bodies even more firmly with Seona, pounding their thick flesh repeatedly into her holes as if competing.
“Huck, hah, huah!”
Unable to endure the relentless waves of pl*asure, Seona’s body finally trembled. From the slit where Shiron’s c**k was inserted, a transparent stream began to spurt out.
“Ah, oh my.”
Shiron made a surprised expression as he was hit by Seona’s gushing p***y juices. But he didn’t seem particularly displeased. Rather, he looked ecstatic.
Even though he was drenched by the stream spurting from her p***y, he wore a faint smile.
***
Fortunately, the wedding ceremony could proceed on time.
It was thanks to Balteo and Shiron, who had been roughly f*cking her, helping Seona with her appearance again. The wedding dress that had been half-stripped was now neatly put back on.
The Grand Duke’s residence was bustling with people for once. The outdoor garden was filled with numerous nobles.
“The bride enters!”
Seona, wearing an elegant wedding dress, began to slowly walk down the wedding aisle strewn with flower petals. Applause and short exclamations erupted from the guest seats. Young noble ladies were sending envious and admiring glances towards Seona.
The wedding arch and garden filled with pale pink roses and white flowers created a truly beautiful scene.
“I heard His Grace the Grand Duke put a lot of effort into the wedding.”
“I heard that too. They say His Grace was much more enthusiastic than the Grand Duchess…”
“It’s so romantic.”
The nobles who used to point fingers at Seona, calling her vulgar, could no longer utter such words.
Now that she had truly become the Grand Duchess of Bahilok, it was natural that no one could speak carelessly.
But Seona, the bride herself, found it burdensome to take each step down the wedding aisle, having been tormented by Balteo and Shiron until the very end.
‘Ugh, how much did they do it?’
Moreover, because Shiron had ej*culated inside her p***y, her insides were filled with his traces. She was anxious that it might flow out at any moment. Seona tightly clenched her lower muscles to prevent any s*men from leaking between her holes.
Thus, Seona carefully took one step at a time toward Raiden, who was waiting for her.
Under the warm spring sunlight, Seona’s pure white dress shone brilliantly. Although it was an elegant dress, jewels embedded here and there sparkled. Seona’s face was barely visible under the long veil.
“Will the groom, Grand Duke Raiden von Bahilok, and the bride, Miss Seona, vow to share joys and sorrows as husband and wife for life…”
As the marriage vows began, the officiant’s voice echoed through the garden in a solemn atmosphere.
“Will I be able to have such a beautiful wedding someday too?”
“I’m so envious of the Grand Duchess.”
“Me too.”
Unaware of Seona’s circ*mstances, some young ladies were unable to hide their shyness as they cast envious glances at Seona.
“Swearing eternal love, the bride and groom will now kiss!”
As their lips met, flower petals fluttered down beautifully. The scene looked like a happy ending straight out of a fairy tale, with a princess and prince that anyone would envy.
“Seona, so did you have fun until the very end?”
As soon as their lips parted, Raiden whispered in a low voice into Seona’s ear, as if he had been waiting for this moment.
“I wonder whose s***n you’re holding in your p***y right now.”
“Gasp…”
“Is it the Prince’s? Or Balteo’s?”
Seona’s eyes widened in shock. Seeing her face, Raiden chuckled.
“Did you think I wouldn’t know?”
Seona’s gaze trembled, losing its focus.
“Ah, that’s…”
“It’s fine, I’m not trying to get angry.”
Raiden truly looked like he was okay with it. But Seona, stung by her conscience, became uncomfortable as if sitting on pins and needles. She awkwardly laughed and avoided Raiden’s eyes.
“I can be that magnanimous.”
“Ah…”
“I’ll soothe my wounded heart tonight.”
Raiden whispered with a fresh smile, looking not at all hurt. But just because he wasn’t hurt didn’t mean he wasn’t disappointed. And Seona was well aware of that too.
Behind Seona, cheers erupted from the guests. Everyone applauded, supporting the couple’s future.
Amidst the numerous congratulations and applause, Seona felt a chill down her spine worrying about tonight.
Raiden was smiling pleasantly with a face full of anticipation.
***
“R-Raiden! Untie this!”
Seona, her entire body tightly bound with ropes, cried out as she struggled. She moved her body this way and that to escape, but couldn’t budge an inch.
Her arms and legs were already firmly tied. Her legs were spread wide open, with thighs and calves bound together. Above that, another rope bound her wrists as well.
With her p***y fully exposed, all she could do was rock side to side like a roly-poly toy.
“W-What on earth are you doing!”
“Well… That’s what I should be asking the bride who came after fooling around with other men before the ceremony.”
Raiden replied as he slowly caressed Seona’s spread p***y.
“Hick, huut…”
The delicate mucous membrane was exposed n*kedly, unable to find a place to hide. Between the milky flesh, a bright red cl*toris protruded.
“I’d like to throw you to the knights like this, but…”
“Huu, hah…”
“No matter what, you’re my wife, so I can’t treat you that way.”
Raiden said as he plunged one long finger deep into Seona’s hole.
“I can’t make the Grand Duchess of Bahilok a public hole for the knights, after all.”
Raiden seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the current situation. He was wearing a satisfied smile as he looked at Seona, who couldn’t move an inch while tightly bound.
‘Who on earth spends their wedding night like this!’
