some days later...

The heavy doors of the grand bedchamber whispered shut, sealing out the relentless, echoing chatter of the ten immortal queens lingering in the central lounge. Min-jae leaned his back heavily against the dark wood, letting out a long, quiet sigh of exhaustion. His loose black silk shirt was slightly unbuttoned, exposing the clean, sharp lines of his collarbone, and his breath came in slow, deliberate rhythms. For a man who had just rewritten universal laws and ascended to the True God Realm, dodging the overwhelming, synchronized affection of ten immortal wives was proving to be a far more complex logistical challenge than any cosmic entity he had ever fought.

He crept quietly across the deep velvet carpets, aiming for the quiet sanctuary of his private chambers to decompress. But the moment he rounded the corner of the low canopy bed, his boots stopped dead on the floorboards.

Sitting cross-legged on the edge of the sprawling, silk-draped mattress was Han Chae-won.

She wore a loose, sheer white silk nightgown that fell effortlessly over her slender, athletic curves, its fabric thin enough to tease the dark, perfect shape of her nipples underneath. Her long, dark hair fell in soft, tangled waves across her shoulders, and her flushed cheeks were painted with a mischievous, knowing smile that made Min-jae’s heart skip a nervous beat.

"Sneaking away from your own harem so soon, my divine husband?" Chae-won purred softly, her melodic voice laced with an intoxicating blend of shyness and wicked amusement. She tilted her head, her dark eyes locking onto his with absolute, predatory fondness.

Min-jae swallowed hard, his regressor composure instantly fracturing. "I just... I thought the cultivation loop left everyone exhausted, Chae-won. I was just coming in to check the baseline energy seals."

Chae-won let out a light, musical laugh as she gracefully shifted her weight, uncrossing her legs and sliding to the edge of the mattress. She patted the empty space right beside her. "Don’t bother looking for loopholes, Min-jae. We all had a little meeting out in the hall while you were hiding."

Min-jae’s eyes narrowed slightly in sudden apprehension. "A meeting? About what?"

"About you," Chae-won whispered, her smile widening as she leaned forward, resting her hands on her knees. "Ten immortal goddesses sharing one husband creates a very tight scheduling problem. So, to keep things fair and make sure everyone gets their proper, undivided attention... we voted."

Min-jae froze, a cold sweat breaking out across his neck. "Voted? For what?"

"To take you one by one," Chae-won murmured, her voice dropping into a sultry, breathless register. "And the council unanimously decided... that I drew the first slot."

Before Min-jae could even process the warning, Chae-won crossed the room with sudden, breathtaking speed. She stopped right in front of him, pressing her soft body flush against his chest.

"Chae-won , wait " Min-jae started, a low, gruff warning rumbling in his chest.

"No waiting," she whispered against his skin, her hands sliding down his chest to map the solid, unyielding muscle beneath his silk shirt. With slow, deliberate movements, she unbuttoned the remaining fasteners of his shirt, parting the fabric so she could press her bare, heated skin directly against his.

Chae-won let out a soft, appreciative sigh "Mmm~" as she felt the steady, powerful rhythm of his heartbeat. She began to rub her body against him, sliding her curves up and down his length in a slow, torturous motion. Her hips rocked forward, pressing naturally against his groin, and she instantly felt the heavy, rigid outline of his dick already hardening through his trousers.

A triumphant, breathless giggle escaped her lips. She looked up through her lashes, her eyes dark with unadulterated lust. "Oh? And you tried to tell me you were just checking energy seals?" she teased, her voice dropping an octave as she reached down between them.

Min-jae let out a deep, gravelly groan, his hands gripping her waist tightly. "You’re playing a dangerous game, Chae-won..."

Chae-won’s soft hand wrapped firmly around the thick, pulsing length of his dick right through the fabric of his pants. She gave a slow, deliberate squeeze, tracing the heavy shape of him. Min-jae hissed through his teeth, his head dropping back against the wooden door as a rough, guttural growl vibrated from his throat. " Chae-won..."

Without waiting for an answer, she unfastened his belt with practiced ease, sliding his trousers down just enough to free him.

The moment his thick, throbbing cock sprang free into the cool air of the bedroom, Chae-won’s breath caught. She dropped smoothly to her knees right in front of him on the velvet carpet.

Min-jae’s hands flew down, his fingers instinctively tangling into her soft, dark hair as she leaned in.

*"Slurp~ mmm~ hnng~"*

The wet, brazen sound filled the quiet bedroom as Chae-won took the sensitive head of his cock into her mouth. She didn’t waste any time; her tongue swirled around the tip with expert precision, tracing the sensitive ridge before taking him deeper into her warm, wet throat.

*"Gulp~ slurp~ ahh~"*

Min-jae groaned loudly, a deep, resonant rumble tearing from his chest. His hips bucked heavily toward her face, his voice thick with ragged heat. "Ah , just like that... swallow me, Chae-won..."

Chae-won’s throat worked in tight, rhythmic contractions, sliding up and down his length with a relentless, hungry suction. Every time she swallowed around him, Min-jae’s fingers clenched tighter in her hair, his breathing turning harsh and uneven. "Hnng... damn it, your mouth is so hot... ahhh..."

Chae-won pulled back just an inch, a string of glistening saliva connecting them. She looked up at him, her eyes glassy with arousal, a proud, wicked smirk playing on her lips. "Good. Because I haven’t even started with you yet, husband."

With a sudden, agile movement, she stood up, grabbed his hand, and dragged him backward toward the sprawling, silk-draped bed. Min-jae pulled her down with him, his dominant instincts taking over as he caught her weight.

He pinned her back against the soft pillows, hovering over her with dark, burning eyes. "You think you can just ambush a god and walk away?" Min-jae muttered darkly, his voice vibrating with a rich, husky baritone that sent shivers straight down Chae-won’s spine.

"Prove it," she panted, her hands sliding up to cup his jaw, pulling him down into a deep, ravenous kiss.

Before he kissed her, Min-jae ripped the sheer white nightgown entirely up her waist, exposing her smooth, toned legs and the tight, wet heat waiting for him. He positioned himself at her entrance, and without a word of warning, he drove straight into her core in one long, devastating thrust.

"AHHH!~" Chae-won shrieked, her back arching violently off the mattress as her eyes flew wide.

Min-jae groaned deep in his throat, his face pressing into the crook of her neck as he buried himself to the hilt. "So tight... ohhh, Chae-won, you’re drowning me... ahh..."*

He began to move, establishing a heavy, relentless rhythm that shook the bed frame. The bedroom echoed with the wet, slapping sound of their union—*thwak, slap, thwak*—blending seamlessly with Min-jae’s low, gravelly grunts and Chae-won’s frantic, high-pitched cries.

"Min-jae! Oh, ahhn!, harder, right there—yes!~" Chae-won sobbed out, her nails digging deep into his shoulders, leaving red crescent marks across his skin.

Min-jae didn’t hold back. His voice turned rough and commanding as he gripped her hips, driving into her with a raw, primal energy that matched the power of his new godhood. "Take it, Chae-won! Take every inch of me—ahhh, fuck, you feel incredible..."

The friction, the heat, and the overwhelming resonance of their bodies pushed them both over the edge. Chae-won’s inner walls suddenly contracted around him in a violent, pulsating spasm, milking him mercilessly as she shattered into a screaming, sobbing mess of pleasure. "I’m coming! Min-jae, I’m—ahhh~!~"

Hearing her cries broke Min-jae’s remaining control. With a final, earth-shattering roar "Chae-won!" he buried himself as deep as he possibly could, his hips locking as he flooded her warm depths with his essence.

They collapsed together onto the bed, a tangled, sweat-drenched heap of panting breath, heavy groans, and shivering limbs, completely lost in the aftermath of their absolute surrender.

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