The Villain Who Robbed the Heroines
chapter-214

Ferzen Von Schweig Brutein's gentle touch graced Laura's plump, rosy cheeks. Their softness, enticing to his fingertips. Yet, her slightly furrowed brow remained resistant to relaxation.

Yuriel and Euphemia, being women of maturity, perhaps held an advantage in this regard.

Laura, still clinging to traces of her girlishness, presented a unique challenge to Ferzen in a different sense.

Tap.

Thud.

Rather than offering comfort or intimidation, Ferzen deliberately left her uncertain, a choice he made without hesitation.

He unfastened the buttons of her uniform, slipping his hand inside.

"Ah..."

As anticipated, Laura tensed at Ferzen's touch, her face blushing under the sensation of his hand that tenderly caressed her petite breasts.

‘Such a lustful brat……’

Ferzen himself commanded the attention of two wives.

Though familiar with such situations, Laura couldn't help but harbor a sense of resentment as Ferzen's fingers gently teased her nipples.

Should she undress Ferzen in return?

Or should she explore the pleasures granted by his shaft?

Laura found herself caught in the web of these seemingly insignificant yet complex thoughts, her body trembling as she knelt down, gasping for breath.

Ferzen carefully laid Laura's body on the makeshift bed, removing her completely unbuttoned top.

Swoosh...

Instinctively, Laura shielded her modest breasts with her hands, comparing herself to Yuriel and Euphemia.

She knew she had done nothing wrong.

What was this stifling atmosphere?

As if reprimanding her for her stubbornness, Ferzen forcefully spread her arms wide, causing Laura to tense up, her red lips pressed together.

"Ah…...!"

But as Ferzen lowered his head, biting into her erect nipples, Laura's body trembled, her slender waist jerking intermittently.

As Ferzen ravished her delicate breasts, Laura felt as if she had offered a crude feast to a starving soul...

Though Ferzen had no intention of such, she couldn't help but feel a peculiar sense of victimization.

Each time she experienced this, her emotions amplified the criticisms she had heard about Yuriel and Euphemia.

"Ha, ah..."

In the immediate aftermath, as Ferzen began to undress, Laura raised her upper body, teasingly flicking her pink, swollen nipples with her fingertips.

Tingle!

"Hah...!"

Intense pleasure surged through her entire being, devoid of pain.

What wondrous design did a woman's body possess to derive such pleasure from such a small area?

If only she could bear a child in the future.

Laura couldn't help but ponder the depths of her own lascivious nature as a mother.

"Ah..."

Yet, amidst her thoughts, she realized she could not conceive Ferzen's child, her expression turning blank.

The only thing aware of this fact was her pulsating womanhood, yearning to receive his seed.

"Do you really think you have the leisure of getting distracted right now?”

"......"

Ferzen, who had already undressed, revealed his wounded male body and grabbed her chin.

And as Laura caught a faint whiff of Yuriel's perfume, her nose tingled and she unconsciously bit her lip.

With Ferzen now naked, Laura could clearly see the signs of him embracing Yuriel.

"Laura."

Even without further confirmation, it was an obvious fact.

Without responding to Ferzen's voice calling her, Laura bowed her head in front of his rod, trembling with shame and embarrassment.

And without caring about her shame and embarrassment, she grabbed his manhood with both hands and brought it close to her nose, inhaling his scent.

Sniff...

Instead of the foul smell of an unwashed male, a slightly musky scent of a female subtly emerged.

Yes, it was clear that the cow had rushed towards him like a vulgar whore.

And Yuriel, who couldn't even hold back for a moment, had left her leftovers after having her fill.

Why does Ferzen have no consideration?

Without properly erasing the traces of other women, he presents himself in front of her covered in their residue.

"......"

But at the end of that thought, Laura quietly sighed inwardly.

Isn't it pathetic that she gets irritated and stressed over such things?

It's truly laughable how these exhausting thoughts naturally came to her, no matter how hard she tried to avoid them.

‘At least……’

The only definite conclusion she can draw from this is that a life where women share one man can never be ideal.

With that in mind, Laura flicked his throbbing dick with her finger.

Snap!

Her finger bounced off, announcing the start of her woes.

* * * * *

"......"

There was still time until the late hours of the night.

Ferzen, witnessing Laura's timid nature revealed in the early hours, couldn't help but feel perplexed.

While he himself remained unfazed, Laura seemed to have shut off all her senses except for touch.

Sigh.

But as if she paid no mind to such matters, Ferzen lifted her delicate chin and gently cupped her cheek, kissing her.

Her thin chin, barely able to bear even the slightest of weights due to her petite frame, trembled uncontrollably.

"Ha... um... mmm..."

Why was her tongue so adept at intertwining with his in such a manner?

For a moment, he thought she might be having a seizure, but there was no sign of such a thing...

"Heup!"

Asserting dominance over Laura, who was attempting to take control, Ferzen held onto her tongue and exchanged saliva with her.

As her head slowly tilted back, Laura touched his neck for support, while Ferzen slid his hand beneath her.

"Uh, yes..."

Perhaps it was due to the humidity from the rain.

As Ferzen slipped his hand into her underwear and gently caressed her petite buttocks, droplets of sweat, already forming from the hot and humid air, trickled down her smooth thighs.

But when he lightly moved her moistened panties and pressed his index finger between her buttock cleft, Ferzen realized that the cause of the heat was not solely the humidity.

"Hik...!"

Mid-kiss, Laura, taken aback, jerked her head back and wriggled her waist from side to side.

"W-What...?"

She must be wondering why he was touching that area.

Honestly, if it weren't for Yuriel, Ferzen wouldn't have paid much attention to this region.

Sigh!

"Ah, ah..."

Aside from the physical pleasure, every reaction she displayed when her anus was touched satisfied his perverse desires so deeply.

Even now, deliberately gripping her petite buttocks and parting them, he brought his index finger to her quivering anus...

Observing Laura's flushed face, unable to utter a single word due to her embarrassment, his already erect member throbbed even more intensely.

"Uh, huk..."

And Laura, feeling her body grow so weak that she had been touched at such a vulgar place, fell into yet another groundless delusion.

"......"

"Damn... that kind of... wh... whore, teaching a woman to... not... not sex, but... seeking pleasure..."

Laura's voice trembled as she uttered those words, as if she believed her voice couldn't exist in such a context.

Ferzen felt a jolt of confusion, a rare occurrence for him, as her words pierced his ears.

He never imagined that Yuriel would be criticized with such vulgar words, and it unsettled him deeply.

Even though he had sensed the underlying tension between Euphemia and Yuriel, this revelation shook him to the core.

It was as if Laura had revealed just a glimpse of the hidden depths of a woman's desires, exposing an abyss that should never be explored.

Was that the reason?

Ferzen, who had momentarily missed Laura's movements, finally lowered his head to look at her.

Thump.

There she was, squatting down below him, her small hand firmly gripping his own genitals, bringing the glans towards her petite chest, gently stroking it, and exploring the entire shaft with her hand.

If he hadn't heard her earlier words, he might not have understood the true meaning behind her actions. But now, looking at her with that knowledge...

It felt as if Laura was challenging Yuriel as she tried to please him with her meager breasts, fueled by a vulgar jealousy.

No, it was more than that.

Her intent was clear as he gazed at her closed lips, a desperate move driven by her desires.