Chapter 150: Filthy Hero

Iris’s eyes widened in shock.

She should have taken it off whenever she met Laika, but she had completely forgotten.

How could she be so stupid.

The hand Laika had caught began trembling in fear.

There was no use making excuses now—it would only fuel Laika’s anger.

Iris sucked in a quick breath and stammered an apology.

“Laika, I’m sorry. It’s just that…”

She even considered using a skill or item to escape, but that would only make things worse.

Even if she ran, she’d still be in Gyodam City.

Laika was wealthy and powerful—it would be easier than pie for him to find out where Iris lived.

When she tried to pull her hand free from Laika’s grasp, his grip only tightened.

His strength made her hand tingle, but Iris continued to mumble excuses that wouldn’t work anyway.

“It’s just, it’s just, the reason I…”

“Do you still have anything to say? You come over to my house, steal my ring, cut off contact. And you even made a fake ring and left it? Did you think you’d never get caught if you did that? If you have more excuses, go on, let’s hear them.”

“Ugh… It hurts.”

Unable to withstand his grip, Iris whimpered.

At that, Laika’s lips twitched, and he eased his hold slightly.

But he still didn’t let go of her hand.

He ran his thumb over the ring on Iris’s finger, gazing down at her from a slant.

“I need the ring back. And I’ll be collecting the price for your deception as well.”

“Laika, I’m sorry.”

The first thing was to calm Laika down.

Right now, only one method came to mind.

Contrary to his cold expression, the heat below was unmistakable—satisfying that would placate him.

Judging by his physical response, Laika still lusted after her.

If she satisfied him and then stole his core attack skill, <Beastification>, it would be easier to escape.

And come to think of it, she didn’t even live alone—she was staying with Teresa.

Since she hadn’t registered her move, it would be hard for Laika to find her, and even if he did, teaming up with Teresa meant she wouldn’t lose easily.

Most of all, she couldn’t just hand over the ring without a fight.

Resolute, Iris lifted her head to meet Laika’s gaze.

His glare was a mix of anger and excitement.

When their eyes met, Laika sneered, curling one corner of his mouth upward, but at the same time, the manhood pressed against her below jerked.

He knew perfectly well what state his body was in, but he made no effort to hide it—instead, he pressed even closer.

Was he using his arousal as intimidation, too?

‘What is he thinking? The only thing that’s certain is that Laika’s aroused because of me.’

Iris swallowed hard and reached out, running her hand over his firm abs.

Laika’s expression twisted in confusion at her touch, and he lowered his eyes to watch her hand slide down his stomach.

“…What are you doing?”

“I missed you.”

“Don’t play games.”

Laika retorted coldly, but not only did he not remove the hand on Iris’s back, he didn’t pull his lower body away, either.

That confirmed it—even angry, Laika couldn’t escape the control of his own lust.

Iris circled her eyes playfully, teasing his lower abdomen.

At the ticklish touch, Laika let out a guttural moan.

“Hn….”

“Laika, don’t you want to… ugh!”

Before Iris could finish, she let out a gasp.

Laika had grabbed her wrist and twisted it roughly.

She winced at the sharp pain between her brows, but it didn’t seem he meant to actually hurt her—his grip wasn’t that strong.

He pushed Iris’s back, pinning her against a dead-end wall, then spoke through clenched teeth, his voice a shade lower than before.

“I told you not to mess around.”

“Ah, it’s just… ngh, Laika.”

She’d tried to tempt him because he seemed so excited, but maybe it was a mistake to fool around at such a serious moment.

Looking back, Iris tried to explain herself, but shrank as Laika pulled her into a fierce embrace.

He grasped her round breasts and, exhaling harshly, whispered.

“I’ll give you what you want.”

“Ugh, ah. Laika… mm.”

His hand immediately found the most sensitive spot, pinching.

He kneaded her breasts roughly, then yanked down the Transformation Suit in a single, violent motion.

With that brutish move, both the Transformation Suit and her bra were pulled down at once, and her voluptuous breasts bounced free.

‘So the Transformation Suit comes off this easily?’

She’d thought, with its illusion function, it’d be hard to remove—but it wasn’t.

She should have been scared of Laika’s roughness, but strangely, her lower belly was heating up.

The idea of doing this while being a Hero and a Villain at once gave her a strange sense of taboo.

She found herself almost looking forward to angry, wild sex with Laika.

‘This isn’t good. Why am I so excited? Hmm, but I feel like I’m forgetting something…’

While shivering under Laika’s touch, Iris’s mouth suddenly went slack.

She’d just remembered Johannes, who she’d completely forgotten about.

With smoke rising, the two of them had disappeared so suddenly—he must be very confused.

Right now, he was probably wandering Pink Street, searching for her and Laika.

Since they’d come up to a high-rise so quickly, he wouldn’t find them easily, but still.

‘Now’s not a good time…’

Iris gave a wry smile, thinking it would be nice if Johannes showed up only after they were done.

Just before, she’d only thought about running away from Laika, and now she was getting worked up for sex—she really was a hopeless Hero.

“Haa, mm…”

Her thoughts didn’t last.

Laika’s hand was circling her nipple.

At the same time, his hand slipped under her skirt, yanking down her underwear in one rough pull and immediately seeking the cleft between her thighs.

She was surprised that the Chastity Belt had the sense to slip away on its own even during her transformation.

Laika pushed his fingers deep into her wet folds, and finding her slick inside, sneered.

“Hah, you’re already wet? Just the thought of having sex with a Villain got your body all hot? You filthy Hero.”

“Mmm, ah, ha! Laika, ahh.”

As he rolled her nipple with one hand, the other hand frantically stroked between her clit and entrance.

His finger, scraping the swollen flesh, soon slid down and gathered her juices at her entrance.

He moved his finger up and down a few times, then stopped when Iris shivered.

“Ngh, hnn!”

As she trembled through a mild climax, his movements resumed.

He parted her folds, pushing inside her wrinkled inner wall.

Completely aroused, Iris unconsciously spread her legs to let Laika’s hand go deeper.

He took the invitation, shoving his hand between her thighs, stretching her inner walls.

All the while, his hard body pressed against her bottom, grinding shamelessly.

His finger pulled out, and she heard the sound of a belt being unbuckled behind her.

Laika pushed on her back, bending her over, and grabbed himself, stroking several times.

He looked down at the soft, pink flesh parting between Iris’s pale cheeks.

By now, his anger over betrayal had vanished, replaced by anticipation for the act.

Laika grabbed one side of her snow-white buttocks, spreading her open, and rubbed his glans against her wet entrance.

A moment later, the thick, veined shaft split her inner walls.

The sensation of being filled made Iris gasp.

“Ah! Ahh.”

“Phew, every time, I’m amazed by how good this hole is. I guess it’s because you’re a Hero—no wonder it’s so tight.”

With those biting words, Laika began thrusting back and forth.

The huge man entered her all the way, pulling out till only the head remained, and plunging in again.

His pace quickened, and Iris’s moans grew louder.

“Ah, hngh, ha, ahh!”

“Ha….”

Iris braced herself against the wall, shaking her hips in rhythm with Laika’s movements.

For this moment, she didn’t care that they were on the rooftop of a building right in the city center, or that Johannes might be searching for her.

She couldn’t have cared less about the Monster likely rampaging and destroying public property somewhere below.

Wait, Monster?

‘Why don’t I hear the Monster’s cries? Did Johannes handle it?’

Iris couldn’t pursue the thought—she twisted her waist as Laika’s thrusts struck so deep it felt like he’d pierce her belly.

Every time he rammed into her, his hard pelvis smacked her ass, the sound echoing loudly.

As Iris staggered from the force, his strong hands steadied her, keeping her from collapsing.

“Haa, hah.”