Sa Heon-yeong growled and ignored her refusal. Even so, her insides were tightening and clenching his fingers. How can he explain that the tight spot snapped open when he slid one more of his fingers? Or should he not?

Sa Heon-young bit Young-young on the shoulder. He already wanted to insert it. The manhood grew as they got bigger, and the desire to pour her seeds inside her soared to the top of his head.

But, really, he didn't want to make it hurt just for today.

Inserting his third finger, he released the unbearable desire into Young-young's chest. Biting and sucking her breasts, licking her and poking his tongue out, a sharp divine voice erupted from Young-young's mouth.

"Oh, stop, ung! Stop it, aaahh! Huh!"

"I can't stop, when you're, dangling on me, like this. Don't be upset, a little more."

"Do, uhh, down, down there, hngg! Down there, ah!"

"Down there, what? What would you like me to do? Oh, my fingers, are not enough. I fed you less than usual."

And another finger came in. Young-young trembled with her body and sobbed...... , She wept long.

Unlike his member, Sa Heon-yeong's fingers moved freely, but could not reach the depths of her womb. Young-young rubbed her butt on the bed, trying to get his fingers inward.

"You have a face that you want to die because you're eating four fingers of a man. Young-ah, please tell me. What do you want?"

He thought she couldn't tell him. However, contrary to Sa Heon-yeong's expectations, Young-young reached out and stroked the member over his pants.

"This."

It's hard to find a single piece of 'slowly' in the already wet eyes.

"You did good."

The moment Sa Heon-yeong smiles like an animal and tries to take out his member.

"Your Highness. Court Lady Yoon is asking for an audience."

A cautious voice came from outside.

Court Lady Yoon?

Young-young turned to the sliding door and remembered the middle-aged woman she had seen a few days ago. Sa Heon-young's cold attitude also came to mind. The strange attitude of the friendly man. Perhaps she thought that woman was a bad person. She's not a good person.

Young-Young was sure.

He forcibly turned her head.

"You must look at me."

A shadow of pleasure scattered from Young-young's eyes. Sa Heon-young frowned at the picturesque view, not liking her clean eyes. He can't just get out of the way when she herself is still caught up in the pleasures.

When he moved his finger, Young-young groaned and sighed. The distortion of the features that filled the small face was exquisite. Sa Heon-young swallowed her lips in one mouthful.

The person outside the sliding door did not dare to call them anymore.

Rumors are already circulating in Yang-an about how much the Goblin King loves his wife. Midnight Marriage. After that, he hid his wife deep inside the royal palace, refusing to respond to the call of his mother, the Empress. If his queen was mistreated, the people will leave the world, so everyone has no choice but to be alert.

"You can't look at others."

Sa Heon-yeong rebuked her as he released her lips. Young-young nodded her head, gasping for a short breath. Her eyes dimmed at the return of the pleasure. Sa Heon-yeong liked it so much that he stuck out his tongue and licked her lips.

As he pulled his finger out of her, her insides tightened hastily. Sa Heon-young laughed at the walls that were wrapped around him as if not to let it out.

"You're pretty."

Sa Heon-yeong pulled out his finger and shoved his own. It was a reckless movement like a tyrant who wields oppression. The woman's fragile opening convulsed, unable to overcome the violence. Even if he inserted four fingers and widened her path, Sa Heon-yeong's thing was still too much for Young-young to receive. But.

Hwaaaanng! Young-young yelled like a cat learning her first copulation. Unlike the usual first insertion, which was painful, this time it was a new voice that felt passionate. Sa Heon-yeong contorted his face.

His beautiful face was smiling wildly like a goblin, but Young-young nor himself could not see it.