At the End of the Hidden Greenery - Chapter 193

Night didn’t take long to find his way in. Even without his sight, he knew exactly where to go by sensation alone.

“Seo Jiwoo.”

But he didn’t enter right away, instead drew out the moment. Jiwoo, who had been waiting, narrowed her eyes and looked up at him.

Night only rubbed his member against hers but didn’t push in. Instead, he reached a hand over Jiwoo’s heaving stomach.

“I can hear your heartbeat.”

His large hand, big enough to cover her entire abdomen, moved upward, following the rhythm of her pulse.

“Huu…”

“I think I know where you’re most sensitive right now.”

Her skin was still tingling from her climax, reacting intensely to even the lightest touch.

Night’s fingers traced over her chest, and her heart raced even faster. His dry hand caressed the area above her heart, then gently cupped her chest.

His ears perked up and flattened repeatedly, reacting to her heartbeat.

Even though his vision was blocked, cutting off one of his primary senses, it felt like he could read her completely, sending a slight shiver down her spine.

“Aha.”

And then, in an instant, he entered her.

The tip of his member, which had been pressing firmly against her entrance, suddenly pushed in, stretching her open.

“Ah…!”

Her walls were already slick with liquid and s*men. It was enough to accept the roughly digging pillar.

“Huht!”

“Ah, it’s so good…”

Night aimed precisely for the spot Marron had been pounding earlier, just before he finished.

Given how frantic Night had been just from the rough insertion, Jiwoo expected him to start thrusting immediately.

“Wait, hold on.”

But a low, husky voice stopped him.

Marron, who had been recovering from his own climax, had regained his composure. He moved behind Jiwoo, lifting her from where she lay sprawled on the bed and sitting her up.

Marron naturally wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. He seemed to have returned to his usual self, as if he hadn’t just been lost in pleasure moments ago.

The only differences were his slightly uneven breathing and his now even hotter body temperature. Marron brushed the hair away from her forehead and made a suggestion.

“Jiwoo, want to kiss?”

“Yes.”

“Why? Don’t.”

But Night wasn’t happy about it.

“Focus on me now.” 

Although Night whined like so, it seemed like he was also somewhat relieved that Marron had returned.

The reason became clear soon enough.

“You don’t even know how to do it properly.”

“How do you do it, then? I don’t want to make a mistake.”

Night, who Jiwoo thought would start thrusting wildly, surprisingly only pushed in deeply and held still, as if afraid to go further.

The atmosphere felt oddly like Marron was scolding Night, so Jiwoo glanced back.

“Marron, you didn’t know either at first.”

Marron let out a soft, embarrassed cough.

“…I know now.”

“Uht.”

Marron’s hands traced Jiwoo’s stomach on the same path Night’s had earlier.

“Ha-aht…”

With one hand, he pinched and twisted her n*pple, while the other pressed firmly on her c*it, just as Night had done before.

Then, Marron suddenly spoke to Night.

“Pull out.”

“Uumm.”

Surprisingly, Night began to follow Marron’s instructions without hesitation.

Despite his earlier insistence on not making mistakes, he obediently followed Marron’s advice, who had more experience.

As Night’s member slid out, the sensation of the pooled fluid inside her slipping out made Jiwoo grimace slightly.

“Move.”

“Haa…”

Night began to move, much slower than Marron had, gently scraping her inner walls as he did.

It was too slow, in fact.

Sensing Jiwoo’s growing impatience, Marron quickly rubbed her c*it with his fingers.

The wet, messy sounds of his movements filled the air.

“A little faster.”

“Like, this, haa, right?”

“Uung, haht, ah!”

Night took the words to heart. He thrusted in sync with Marron’s fingers.

“Hu-uht…!”

Night drove deep, then scraped her inner walls rapidly. It seemed that, having been born on the same day, they shared similar knowledge and instincts.

After fumbling aimlessly, Night quickly figured out what to do and began moving on his own.

“Haa, hoo, ah, it’s so, so good, Seo Jiwoo. Your heart… feels the same way.”

As he spoke, Night reached out a hand. Each of Jiwoo’s chests was now held by one of them. When they squeezed just hard enough to sting, her vision went white.

“Hu-ugh!”

She reached her climax almost instantly.

So quickly.

But this wasn’t Jiwoo’s first time experiencing a first night like this, almost ritualistically.

At first, the blindfold had made her awkward, trembling, and anxious, but she had grown accustomed to it. Through this process, her husbands had come to understand her emotions perfectly, even without words or gestures.

They… learned too well.

No, it wasn’t so much learning….it was their instincts aligning with Jiwoo’s standards from the very beginning.

“Uht…”

But Night, who had seemed to be getting the hang of things, ended up finishing inside her the moment he heard her moan in pleasure.

“Kugh, ah, sorry,  again…”

“Wait, Night.”

Unlike Marron, who had held back until the end, Night was clumsy, but Jiwoo didn’t mind. So, she stopped him as he tried to make up for it in a hurry.

“I, mmm… want to take it slow.”

“Really?”

“There’s no rush…”

After all, they were hers. It was fine.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Though she could only see their lips through the blindfold, they smiled softly and leaned in to kiss her.

“Uung. Good.”

As they each kissed her, Jiwoo closed her eyes.

Afterward, they did everything the three of them could do together.

For something hastily arranged, it was a successful first night.

Though what she thought would take three days ended up doubled.