He couldn’t understand the logic of the woman in front of him.
Wendy felt like his brain was a stirred-up mess of paste, and he had no idea how to serve her.
How to serve her?
Right now, he didn’t even have the strength to move a single finger.
The feeling of being completely drained was all too real.
The intense soreness in his lower back rendered all his efforts futile.
“I…”
Wendy struggled, trying to sit up from the bed, but instead he simply closed his eyes and lay back down, putting on an air of “a dead pig not afraid of scalding water.”
“You might as well just kill me.”
“No way, I don’t have enough stamina.
I really can’t satisfy you.”
“About Laxana… how about we just leave her hanging to cool down?
I think it’s fine, let her air out and let off some steam.”
He said all this weakly, but with a stubborn, reckless tone of someone who had given up.
‘No saving! Whatever happens, happens!’
‘I can’t mess with her, but can’t I just lie down and take it?’
Astreia looked at his resigned attitude, and instead of getting angry, she let out a laugh at his exasperation.
“Not enough stamina?”
The Princess Royal leisurely gathered her scattered golden hair, her movements elegant, but her words exceptionally forceful.
“It doesn’t matter.”
“This little matter, I’ll help you solve it.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she extended a pale finger and pointed it at Wendy from across the room.
A soft ball of dark purple magic instantly enveloped Wendy.
The muscles that had just been sore and weak were suddenly filled with explosive power, and even the mental fatigue was swept away.
Wendy only felt a warm current surge through his limbs, forcing his body back to its peak state.
He was even more energetic than his peak.
Wendy: “Holy crap!”
“You can’t play like this!”
Before he could protest this inhumane treatment, Astreia had already bent down again.
Her scorching body pressed tightly against his.
“Now, you have no excuse.”
With that, she forcefully straddled him once more.
Wendy half-heartedly struggled, but the immense disparity in strength between a man and a woman rendered all his resistance futile.
‘Forget it.’
He sighed deeply in his heart.
‘If I can’t resist, then… then I’ll just close my eyes and enjoy it.’
‘It’s all to save Laxana.’
‘Yes, I’m sacrificing myself, saving my companion.’
His Highness the Prince mentally armored himself, and finally gave up all resistance, allowing her to do whatever she wanted with his body.
The temperature in the room soared again.
Meanwhile, Laxana, suspended in midair, was slowly regaining consciousness from a dark abyss.
The first thing she recovered was her hearing.
What reached her ears was the suppressed groan of her beloved, tinged with pain and endless pleasure.
Next was touch.
No, not touch.
It was that damned empathic link, transmitting everything the other body was experiencing down to the smallest detail.
Waves of strange yet familiar shivers coursed through her body.
This feeling… was even stronger and more overwhelming than before!
“Mmmmm…”
Laxana’s body trembled uncontrollably, and she let out a meaningless sob from her throat.
She struggled to open her heavy eyelids.
She wanted to see what was happening!
Why… why was Wendy reacting so intensely!
Finally, a sliver of light tore through the darkness before her eyes.
Her vision focused.
She saw it.
She saw Astreia standing triumphantly over Wendy, like a goddess enjoying a sacrificial offering.
And her prince lay beneath, his hands tied above his head with black magic ropes, his handsome face a picture of humiliation and depravity.
The impact of the scene was more shocking than any before.
The fire of jealousy detonated Laxana’s reason.
“Wwwahhh!”
She struggled wildly, twisting violently in midair, her bound limbs tracing futile arcs through the air.
However, her struggles only earned a contemptuous glance from Astreia.
“Awake?”
Astreia’s movements didn’t pause.
In fact, she deliberately increased the force, drawing an even louder cry from Wendy.
“Then watch carefully.”
“Now, she’s mine.”
That sentence was the last straw.
“Watch how your man begs for mercy beneath me.”
“And feel it well—the pleasure that should have been yours is now mine.”
‘No! Don’t! That’s mine! Wendy is mine!’
Laxana screamed inside her heart, but all that came out was a despairing sob.
Down below, Wendy noticed she had awakened.
Shame instantly drowned the prince.
Before his two women, being treated like this by another woman…
He wanted to close his eyes, to escape this mortifying reality.
But Astreia didn’t give him that chance.
She grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up and meet Laxana’s gaze.
“Look at her.”
Astreia’s command was cold and cruel.
“Wendy, I want you to watch her.”
“Watch how she suffers from your pleasure, despairs from your downfall.”
“I want her to understand who truly owns you!”
Their gazes met in the air.
Wendy saw the tears and resentment nearly overflowing from Laxana’s eyes.
Laxana saw the broken expression on Wendy’s face, a mix of pain, ecstasy, and endless shame.
And both of them saw the victorious, cruel yet satisfied smile on Astreia’s face.
Under this extreme emotional catalyst, the empathic link was pushed to its limit.
Every pleasure in Wendy’s body.
Every jealousy in Laxana’s heart.
Every satisfaction in Astreia’s spirit.
All converged into an unprecedented torrent, exploding with a bang!
“Ahhh—!”
A short, sharp cry of anguish burst from both Wendy and Laxana at the same time.
Wendy’s long legs suddenly tensed, each muscle line slightly raised.
Meanwhile, Laxana, after a violent convulsion, lost consciousness again, her body drooping limply, only the shameful yet pleasurable tears still streaming down.
Everything fell silent.
Astreia let out a long breath, her face flushed with a post-exercise glow of satisfaction.
She released her grip on Wendy and snapped her fingers.
The black ropes binding Laxana dissolved into specks of light, and Miss Klein, now unsupported, fell softly from midair, landing right into Wendy’s arms.
Wendy instinctively caught the hot, soft body, momentarily at a loss.
Before he could speak, Astreia lay down and pulled both him and the Laxana in his arms into an embrace.
She rubbed her cheek against them in turn, closed her eyes contentedly, and murmured in a lazy, possessive tone.
“Now, you’re both mine~”