Extra's Harem: Invincibility Starts with Marriage and lots of Children

The moonlight was doing her all kinds of favors, spilling over her skin like it was trying to show her off.

Aleriana's breaths were coming fast, those sapphire eyes of hers half-glazed, caught somewhere between nervous and totally into it.

Her torn blouse was just a sad scrap around her waist now, her big, soft tits out in the open, bouncing a little with every shaky breath.

Those nipples, small and tucked in, were hard as hell from the cold, twitching like they were begging for attention.

I stepped in close to reach her ears, feeling the heat rolling off her, mixing with the chilly night air.

As I closed in on her, I felt her breasts pressing against the fabric of my robe. Although I could not discern the shape of her nipples due to the thickness of the robe, the softness I experienced as I hugged her was heavenly.

My hands were itching to grab that softness, luring my animalistic desires, but I wanted to drag this out—she was standing there, half-naked, panting like she was already halfway gone.

My hands slid through her cascading hair, the strands silky under my fingertips, each one falling like liquid between my fingers.

I traced the curve of her spine, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my touch, the smoothness of her back contrasting with the coolness in the air.

I could feel her body tremble slightly, the cold biting at her skin, but it only made her warmth feel that much more inviting.

My hands moved lower, lingering, savoring the way her body reacted—soft, trembling, alive beneath my touch.

But suddenly my expression of ecstasy turned blank, halting with smile vanishing, as finges slowly moved above the fabric, contrasting with the soft texture of her skin, completely cold and rough.

That pencil skirt was hugging her hips tight, showing off the curve of her ass, and I was already picturing what was underneath.

However, it just sent me a signal that just as I wanted to see what was within, she would have the same intention, given that her fingers were clenched on my robe, making me exhale near her ears.

"Wife," I said, keeping my voice low and rough, "get this robe off me.

I retreated a bit, breath ragged with eyes finally meeting mine, and her hands shook as they reached for the tie at my waist.

Her fingers brushed my abdomen, and it was like a spark went through me, making my jaw tight, as I wanted to feel her delicate hand even more.

I wanted her to know she was driving me crazy, even if I was calling the shots.

"Umh..." She fumbled with the knot, and I took the chance to mess with her skirt, dragging my fingers along the zipper.

The zzzip was loud as hell in the quiet, slow and teasing, matching her quick little breaths.

"Haa...Haa", Her Greetings with head lowered made my eyes notice the blush near her ears as I worked on her skirt, feeling a smile tugging on my face which showed how embarrassed she was, unlike that night due to being intoxicated and seamless this time. I could even hear her breathing as the fingers trembled while she tried to open my belt.

But unlike her hestitaion, I was not in mood to shy away.

I yanked the skirt down, letting it crumple at her feet, and there she was—black lace panties, so thin they were basically pointless, clinging to her pussy like they were painted on.

My throat went dry, and my dick was already straining in my pants.

"Keep going," I told her, my voice getting gruffer as she finally got the robe open, shoving it off me.

It hit the ground, and I was down to my trousers, her eyes flicking down before she looked away, cheeks red as hell from seeing the bulge through the fabric.

But at least one thing I loved about this world's robes was that they didn't need too many locks—my upper body was completely open with nothing but a little bit of muscle.

'Huh? Muscles?', It was a small notice that I made. I felt that the amount of detail on my abdomen and chest area was greater than the last time I saw myself naked, but who cares?

I caught a glimpse of the side of her plump, perky breasts through the little gap, and I wanted to feel them, but my hands were busy closing the distance between us. My chest brushed against her bare skin, and the twitch I felt from her shiver against me was just too much.

She was soft, delicate, and warm against my skin.

My hands grabbed her waist, fingers sinking into her soft skin, pulling her tight against me with my fingers clawed against her ass, perky and full. Unlike breasts, her bottom was slightly firmer, but it was still pliable enough for me to mold.

"Hnghh—!?" Her voice was like melody of instrument, her nipples grazed my chest with every breath like suffocating clouds, and I could feel her shaking.

Yet, today everything felt like a backdrop for me, like a side dish I did not want to even look at, but still savored the aroma by tightening my hug to feel her nipples twitching, yet stubbornly not vivid against my chest.

Telling me that the switch to awaken them was somewhere else.

I slid one hand down, teasing the edge of her panties, and when my fingers slipped under, brushing her bare pussy, she let out a soft.

"Anghh~" that went straight to my dick.

"Kyle—H-husband," she stammered, her voice all sweet and wobbly, her hands gripping my arms like she was gonna fall over with her toes curling with legs tightening as she spread a bit.

I didn't say anything, just let my fingers explore, parting her wet folds slowly and easily—it was a tough job for me, but due to the wetness, I felt my finger sliding effortlessly as I felt her puffy vulva clearly sandwiching my finger.

She was soaked already, her pussy slick and warm, and that first touch had me biting back a groan.

My thumb found her clit, circling it just right, before rubbed it upward a bit under that streched panty threatning to break anytime, and she gasped.

"IEEEK—!" Her hips jerked toward me, and with her body already pressed enough not to move forward, my forefinger just pressed more in depth at her pussy.

"Quiet," I muttered, leaning in to breathe hot against her ear.

"Just take it." I pushed a finger inside her, slow at first, feeling how tight she was, then curled it just enough to make her moan.

"Ahn...Ungh~" Her pussy clenched around me, and I added another finger, letting my forefinger slowly slid into her slow and deep, my thumb still working her clit as she was leaning on me while standing on her toes.

Her hips started moving, grinding against my hand, her thighs shaking like she could barely stand.

If she was insensitive and had a disability, then I was a eunuch.

I pulled back just enough to look at her—her face flushed, lips parted, eyes half-lidded with pleasure.

The moonlight caught the sheen of sweat on her brow, making her glow like a goddess of beauty caught in my grasp.

My free hand moved to my trousers, undoing the button with a flick of my wrist.

I shoved them down, kicking them aside, and my cock sprang free, hard and heavy, standing firm against the cool air.

GASP