Transmigrated into the Most Hated Scum. My Wives are Plentiful!

Koul's eyes moved up to her breasts. They stood firm and perky, pale with peach pink hues.

Although they weren't as big as Hera's or Yui's, they weren't so small.

Delma's face was flushed red from both embarrassment and anger. The way Koul gawked at her breasts irritated her.

But she could do nothing.

Koul rose to his feet and crouched to hover over her. Then gently, he wrapped one hand around her left breast.

At his touch, Delma squeezed her eyes shut to not melt under it. His hand felt oddly tingling against her hot skin.

Seeing her reaction, Koul smiled.

If she was going to remain stubborn and fight to not comply under his touch, then he'd very much take it as a challenge.

And he wasn't about to lose.

Calmly, he wrapped tighter, and took a good squeeze.

He took hold of the other and started massaging.

Then he grazed his thumbs over the nipples, pushing them in and out.

Delma turned her face away. Eyes closed and unwilling to look. Her lips were clasped tight because she didn't want to give in and moan.

His gentle touch caused goosebumps to flood her skin. It made her tingle and itch, but she didn't want to give in.

Koul continued regardless.

The more he did, causing Delma to fight the urge, the more her breaths turned heavy and steamy.

Her chest mounted and fell, and sweat had started glistening her skin.

She was worked up.

Next, Koul proceeded to her lower half, and crouched to a squat before her.

As if spreading her legs and tying them apart wasn't enough, he placed both hands on her inner thigh, then started spreading her treasure pot open.

Delma shuddered from this. Her goosebumps deepened, and she twitched lightly.

Her body had turned quite sensitive from Koul's massage on her breasts earlier.

Koul continued spreading like he wanted to tear her open, which scared Delma.

"Ngh~.. what are you doing?"

Her treasured core twitched continuously, squelching with juice.

"You try to stay unaffected, but you're already so wet," he said.

His voice was teasing, and his expression showed amusement.

Delma's face reddened more. Tears gathered heavily in her eyes from embarrassment. If Koul could read her heart, best believe she had already cursed him a hundred times over.

"S-stop.. nnh~.."

Koul continued, ignoring her pleas. He spread and closed, opening her core and gathering her folds with the repeated motion.

He leaned in closer with his head, like he wanted to lick her.

Delma's breath hung in her throat as she anticipated this. She was pleading with him to stop, but also wanted to feel his mouth on her precious pot.

But mere inches away from Koul's mouth touching her wet core, he paused.

Then he gazed up with a smirk.

"Heh! Did you think I was going to lick you?" He teased.

Delma whimpered. She felt so embarrassed.

"I would any of my other wives, but not you. Not you Delma."

His words tugged painfully at her heart. It came harsh and made her tears drop faster than they would.

Rather than lick her, Koul blew hot air over her core. It sent a tingling sensation through her, and tickled her with pleasure.

Delma's core twitched, her lower half seized and vibrated.

Koul moved to her clit. He pressed down on it, and elicited a moan from Delma.

"Eek!" She flinched.

The moment the moan escaped her, and she realized, her eyes opened wide in shock.

Koul gazed up at her with a knowing look that screamed, 'got you!'

But he didn't stop. He slid two fingers up her wet folds, and started sliding up and down.

"Ahng~ stop.."

He continued rubbing, occasionally taking out his hand to see her slimy juice stick along.

From the little movements, Delma's temperature had risen beyond normal. Along with the heat that had gathered within her, pleasure was building.

While she remained struggling to not comply, she couldn't help the soft moans that kept escaping.

"Nnh~.."

"Ahn~.. please."

Her head was thrown back, mouth open with hot breath escaping.

Even her lower half moved, pushing forward to give Koul more access. She was unknowingly begging for more with her body.

Koul retracted his fingers. Then, without hesitation, he pushed a finger into her.

Delma instantly came to a freeze. Her eyes remained stagnant in place, and her muscles kicked up as she felt Koul's finger inside her.

She remained still as his finger dug deeper. As he pushed it in further, she panted.

Koul buried the entire length of his middle finger inside her, only then did he pause.

He raised his head to look at Delma and she was far gone.

The reluctant look on her face was no more. No more unwillingness. Only a flushed face with hazy eyes filled with desires.

As Koul paused and refused to do any ring further, Delma herself pushed her treasured pot forward. She rocked her hips back and forth, taking in and out Koul's finger.

With only a finger, she's this tight.

A virgin?

With a smirk, Koul pushed in another finger. Then slowly, he started pushing them in and out.

They glistened from her juice, and slid in and out easily.

He finger fucked her slowly at first, then upped his pace.

"Aaah~! Ngh..y-yes.."

Koul continued, not slowing down. He plunged in and out fiercely, going as deep as he could. While Delma moaned carelessly.

The pleasure has overtaken her senses and ceased her nerves. Saliva drooled from her mouth as she threw her head back.

Her muscles started stiffening as the climax built. She twitched uncontrollably, vibrating. But before she could fully reach, Koul pulled out.

Her body twisted painfully in her gut as the pleasure was abruptly cut short.

She raised her gaze to look at Koul, confusion etched clearly. Her face silently questioned why he stopped.

Koul rose to his feet. A big grin stretched across his face. His eyes were alright with thrill and lust.

"I don't know Delma, but if you just beg and say 'FUCK ME', I just might," he grinned.