Chapter 27: Reaping the rewards of one’s work (01)

[For ten straight hours, you fucked Seraphine Purewind, Lucian Purewind’s wife.

Seraphine Purewind has complicated feelings toward you.

Lucian Purewind hates you to the core.

Critical bonus applied!

Lucian Purewind planned to hand Seraphine over as a furnace to a disciple of the Golden Alliance Sect. You ruined his plans.

Critical bonus applied!

Seraphine Purewind is the reincarnation of the bride of a being from the Seventh Sky, a celestial.

Seraphine Purewind has not yet recovered her past memories.

Reduced critical bonus applied.

You landed a fourth-level critical hit!

Calculating rewards...

You have successfully stolen part of the talent from: Lucian Purewind!

You have successfully stolen part of the talent from: Mysterious Celestial!

You have stolen: Wind Spiritual Root (Rank D) from Lucian Purewind. You can add it to your spiritual roots or convert and absorb it as your Spear Spiritual Root.

You have stolen: Sword Spiritual Root (Rank C) from Mysterious Celestial. You can add it to your spiritual roots or convert and absorb it as your Spear Spiritual Root.

You have stolen 10 years of accumulated cultivation from a Wind Qi talent. (Values reduced due to the target’s young age. Extra rewards will be given as compensation.)

You have stolen 10 years of accumulated attributes from a Wind Qi talent.

You have stolen 10 years of accumulated proficiency in Wind Qi from a Wind Qi talent. (Can be converted.)

You have stolen 1 week of accumulated cultivation from a celestial sword genius. (Adjusted to prevent heavenly punishment from descending upon the host. Extra rewards will be given as compensation.)

You have stolen 1 week of accumulated attributes from a celestial sword genius. (Limited by the host’s cultivation level.)

You have stolen 1 week of accumulated proficiency from a celestial sword genius. (Can be converted.)

A critical hit was landed! 5x rewards!

A critical hit was landed! Extra reward generated: 1x Rank A Mystery Box, 2x Rank B Mystery Box.

Generating compensation for adjustments... Congratulations, you have received: 1x Rank S Mystery Box.

Warning: Seraphine Purewind has received your semen and will gain an equivalent share of talent and cultivation as a bonus! This does not reduce your gains, but it accelerates the cuckold’s talent loss!

Do you wish to accept the rewards?]

Staring at the cascade of notifications floating before his eyes, Kael let out a long, satisfied sigh, a smile curling the corners of his lips.

That explained perfectly why Lucian had never consummated his marriage to such a beauty.

For a moment, Kael even felt a twinge of pity for Seraphine. The woman had been raised like cattle for slaughter.

But at the same time, that worked in his favor. Once she discovered the truth, all the anger she harbored toward him would find a far more deserving target.

After all, he would never want a concubine who hated him.

And Lucian... well, that scoundrel wasn’t going to give up so easily, was he? Great. That might just turn out to be a very interesting opportunity in and of itself.

Over a lifetime of fucking married women, Kael had learned one thing: the most efficient way to win their hearts was to rip the masks off the scum who dared to call themselves husbands.

Focusing his mind, he let his eyes drift back to the list of rewards

At first, a certain unease crept over him when he saw he’d received only one week of cultivation from the celestial.

But after mulling it over for a moment, he realized it was quite the reward.

After all, one week of cultivation for a being from the Seventh Sky easily equaled years—perhaps even decades—of cultivation for an ordinary genius from the First Sky, where he himself still resided.

Deciding to accept the rewards later, Kael pushed the notifications to the back of his mind and slid his right hand along Seraphine’s huge butt cheeks.

Her skin was still warm and damp with sweat, slippery as wet silk beneath his calloused palm.

His fingers spread wide across that voluptuous curve, sinking into the pillowy softness. He squeezed gently, just for the pleasure of feeling all that fullness swell against his palm, the plush flesh bulging up between his fingers.

"Let’s take a shower." He gave a playful pat to that sinful dip where her slender waist narrowed before flaring out into her wide hips.

Kael couldn’t help but admire that tempting silhouette.

Lying on her side, with her narrow waist sinking down before rising into that broad hip, she looked as if she’d been sculpted just so a man’s hand could rest there.

Seraphine nodded shyly, her eyelids heavy with exhaustion.

Planting her hands on the mattress, she pushed herself up on trembling arms and finally managed to slip free of Kael’s embrace.

Her enormous breasts swung forward with the effort, the heavy globes bumping softly against each other. Faint red marks from his fingers still dotted the pale flesh.

A thick strand of cum oozed from her tight, puffy pussy and trickled down her inner thigh, leaving a glistening trail on its way to the crumpled sheet.

She stood up slowly, her wobbly legs barely holding her own weight, and began making her way toward the bathroom.

Each unsteady step set her wide hips rolling from side to side, the full, round cheeks of her ass lifting and dropping against each other.

Seraphine was too far gone in her own head to notice Kael’s gaze glued to her ass. In her mind, the image of the day the patriarch of the Purewind Family had taken her in off the streets kept resurfacing.

Back then, she had been nothing more than a starving, barefoot little girl, and the promise of one day becoming Lucian’s wife had felt like an impossible dream come true.

Now, that dream of being Lucian Purewind’s proud wife had shattered into pieces. In its place, all that remained was the shameful position of Kael’s concubine.

It was hard to swallow. But what could she do?

Run away and let the Purewind Family be crushed by Selene’s fury?

No. She had to hold firm.

More than anything, she had to resist the confusing feelings churning in her chest. And above all, that strange attraction she felt toward that damned scoundrel.

Seraphine was so lost in her own thoughts that she barely noticed when she found herself standing under the shower, much less when Kael stepped in right behind her.

The bathroom was already thick with steam. The hot, humid air clung to her skin, and the water pounding against the floor drowned out everything else.

The water ran in glistening rivulets down her pale body, gathering at the curve of her shoulders before spilling down over her full breasts.

The spray struck the tops of those enormous breasts and split apart, streaming down their heavy sides and dripping from the tips of her stiff nipples, while the rest traced the flat plane of her stomach and vanished into the generous flare of her hips.

When she felt Kael’s fingers gliding gently through her long, pink hair, she looked up.

The wet strands slipped through his fingers as he brushed them away from her face with a tenderness that didn’t match the man who had spent the entire night pounding her plump pussy without mercy.

Seraphine’s eyes, the same pinkish hue as her hair, met his through the steam.

Immediately, she pouted, her cheeks flushing as she turned her face away.

She hurriedly crossed her arms over her huge breasts in a futile attempt to hide her still-swollen pink nipples from his gaze.

It didn’t do much good.

All that soft, heavy flesh spilled out above and below her forearms, squeezed together and looking even more voluminous than before. Water pooled in the deep valley between the two mounds, spilling over in a thin stream.

Kael’s grin widened as his eyes dropped shamelessly to that overflowing swell.

"Ah... how shameful, huh? For a woman who spent the whole night swallowing my cum with such enthusiasm..." He let out a teasing chuckle, leaning in until his warm breath brushed against her cheek. "It’s morning already, you know?"

"Y-you...!" Seraphine almost let a curse slip out before biting down hard on her lower lip and turning her face toward the wall, puffing out her cheeks in a grimace of pure indignation.

Her adorably annoyed expression bordered on the comical. With her chin raised and her eyes fixed on the wet wall, she struggled to pretend she hadn’t heard a thing, even as her reddening ears gave her away.

But the mere memory of the taste of his semen on her tongue made her face burn even hotter.

What the hell was she thinking?