Incompatible Interspecies Wives-Chapter 229: Mixing Species (5)

I looked down at Ner, who clutched the pillow tightly, her body trembling.

Somewhere between pleasure and pain, she was teetering on the edge, caught in a delicate balance.

— Drip…

A glance at where our skin met revealed a thin stream of blood trickling down. I could sense that her body needed time to adjust to my presence.

Understanding this, I leaned down once more, my body pressing lightly against hers.

Gently, I grabbed her breasts, feeling the warmth of her skin.

Smooth, flawless—like porcelain.

A woman’s body could be astonishingly soft at times.

If I let my guard down, I might have found myself absentmindedly tracing every curve, grasping, pressing.

“Hnn... Haa...”

Each time my hands moved over her, Ner shuddered, her body reacting to every touch.

It was as if she was enduring each passing wave of sensation, struggling to remain still.

“...Haa...”

And each time she reacted, I had to restrain myself as well.

Her warmth surrounded me, slick and inviting, yet still adjusting to my presence.

Her body instinctively clenched, pulsing faintly around me, making every moment a test of control.

The entrance of her womb quivered each time she took a breath, brushing against me in the slightest of motions. Even though I wasn’t moving, the sensation was overwhelming.

It wasn’t just physical—it was mental.

The realization that we had reached this moment, that our bodies had come together in the most intimate way, struck with an intensity that was difficult to process.

I still remembered the first time I met Ner.

Back then, even the mere act of approaching her had left her terrified, tears brimming in her eyes.

She had insisted she could never love me, pushing me away with endless cold words.

Yet now, she lay beneath me, offering herself completely, sharing this moment of closeness.

Her breath, uneven and heated, revealed just how much she had given in to the moment.

Pain slowly faded, replaced by a growing warmth in her gaze.

— Drop... Drip…

“...Ha... Ahh...”

A glistening trail trickled down from her, a visible testament to her body’s response.

Though I remained still, Ner trembled beneath me, her fingers gripping the pillow tightly as she bit down, trying to control her breath.

Everything about the scene tested my restraint.

I had been holding back, ensuring she was not in pain, allowing her to adjust at her own pace. But now—

The desire to move surged within me.

To hold her closer, to let instinct take over.

The stark contrast between us was clearer than ever.

She was so much smaller, so much more delicate, her body pressed into the sheets beneath me.

Supporting myself with my hands on either side of her shoulders, I gazed down at her.

Her pointed ears trembled slightly—adorable.

With her head buried in the pillow, she looked so vulnerable.

I whispered, “Can I move?”

“...Ugh... Ah...”

Ner squirmed slightly beneath me.

She wanted to answer, but she wasn’t quite ready yet.

At this moment, she was completely caged by me.

Behind her, she was completely filled by my presence. In front, my arms formed an unintentional barrier, enclosing her in my grasp.

Her small hands clung tightly to my wrists.

Just like she always did whenever she was afraid—seeking reassurance even from the very thing causing her tension.

Despite being the source of her unease, she still held onto me.

“Ner. I’m going to move.”

Finally reaching my limit, I whispered the words softly.

Before she could respond properly, I slowly pulled back.

“Aah...! Ahh!!”

Her warmth clung to me, resisting my movement, as if reluctant to let go.

Even with how much she had adjusted, her body still held on tightly.

At the same time, soft, breathy sounds escaped her lips—sounds I had never heard from her before.

The sheer intensity of it sent a shiver down my spine.

And the more this continued, the more my excitement grew.

Ner let out breathy sounds, her body responding, her pleasure seemingly increasing with every moment.

“Be... Berg... Wait... just a moment, it’s too...”

“Too what?”

“T-this... what is this...? It feels... t-too... good... Ugh... I-I don’t know...”

“Say it, Ner.”

She trembled, her body occasionally shuddering, her voice lowering to a whisper.

The way she looked at that moment—more embarrassed than ever—was almost endearing.

“...I... I feel like... I might...”

At her unexpected words, I couldn’t help but chuckle.

Hearing my laughter, Ner’s face turned an even deeper shade of red, and she pouted in frustration.

“D-Don’t laugh...! I-I’m serious... Hic!”

— Thrust.

Before she could finish, I moved again, slipping back inside her warmth.

Ner gasped, momentarily forgetting her words, her breath catching in her throat.

She struggled to process the sensations, her mind overwhelmed.

“Hah...! Hah...! B-Berg...!!”

She whispered, pressing her forehead against my wrist, seeking any form of stability.

“I... I told you... to take it slow...”

“Does it hurt?”

“...W-What...? Ugh...!”

“Are you in pain?”

I ignored everything else, focusing only on that one thing.

Pain—was she in pain? That was all that mattered.

“A... A little... But it’s bearable... It’s just that... the feeling... It’s too much... I-It’s hard to endure... I’m scared...”

I nodded at her words. If that was the case, then it was fine.

“Then it doesn’t matter.”

— Slide.

Once again, I slowly pulled back.

“Ahn...!”

Ner instinctively grasped my arms, her fingers trembling against my skin.

She clung to me desperately, as if already surrendering to what was happening.

— Thrust.

I moved again, sinking back into her warmth.

Each time, a familiar resistance greeted me at her deepest point, a reminder of her body’s limits.

I was careful, pressing gently against that barrier, adjusting to her responses.

“Aah!!”

Ner arched her back slightly, her heels lifting from the bed.

Kneeling, she did her best to endure, adjusting to the sensation.

I found a steady rhythm, each movement deep but controlled.

Beneath me, Ner’s body trembled, her voice growing softer, her resistance gradually fading.

Not too harsh, but not too gentle.

I simply moved with her, feeling her warmth against mine.

In this moment, we were connected in the most intimate way.

That thought alone was enough to keep my restraint in check.

— Clap. Clap. Clap.

With each movement, the sounds of our bodies meeting grew louder, filling the room.

The more familiar we became with each other, the more natural the movements became.

Her delicate frame responded in small ways—her soft skin shifting with each impact, a sight that only fueled my desire to keep going.

“Haa...! Hnn...! Be...! Bergg!!”

Each movement caused her to slide forward slightly, as though her body was instinctively trying to escape the overwhelming sensation.

But there was nowhere to run.

She was caught between my arms, her shoulders eventually pressing against my forearms, stopping her retreat.

I didn’t let go.

“This is what you wanted, Ner. You’re the one who provoked me. I even said... haah... we could wait until next time...”

“Ahh!! Kyaaaa~ Haa!!”

Ner’s voice wavered, her soft cries growing sweeter with every passing moment.

Hearing her like this only made me more determined to continue.

Eventually, her body surrendered entirely.

Her once-defiant posture—where she held herself up, trying to resist—slowly gave way.

— Clap. Clap. Clap.

With every movement, she lowered slightly, her hips finally sinking fully against the bed.

“Haa!! Be... Berg...! Ngh!!”

Even then, I didn’t stop.

I continued, making sure to move carefully, letting her adjust further.

And slowly, her body did.

That slight resistance I had felt at her deepest point gradually softened.

It was no longer rigid—it yielded, accepting, melting into the motion.

And Ner, as though succumbing to it all, twisted beneath me, completely overtaken by sensation.

Each time I moved, her voice carried soft, breathy sounds—like happiness itself slipping from her lips.

“P-Please, Berg... j-just... stop for a moment... I-I really... Ngh!!”

I didn’t listen.

— Clap. Clap. Clap.

— Slick. Squish.

Just as she had claimed, her body had completely given in, responding without hesitation.

A warm sensation spread between us, proof of the emotions she was too embarrassed to admit.

Yet, even though she was struggling, she still held on, barely enduring it.

“Hnn...! Mmmmmmh...! Ngh...!”

Lost in the overwhelming sensations, Ner suddenly bit down on my wrist, which rested beside her face.

Perhaps it was her way of trying to suppress the flood of pleasure.

But since I didn’t stop, she only bit down harder, resisting with all her might.

Ironically, her resistance had the opposite effect.

It only made me more determined not to give in.

Ner had no idea.

Just as she was reaching her limits, I was also struggling to hold back.

It had been a long time since I had last experienced this kind of closeness, and Ner’s warmth was almost too much to bear.

But I kept my composure, refusing to let it show.

Her delicate fangs pressed slightly into my wrist.

“Mmph! Hngh! Mmmmmmh!”

Even as she clung to me with her teeth, muffling her sounds, I didn’t stop.

— Clap. Clap. Clap.

Determined to bring her to the peak, I moved more fervently.

— Slick. Squish.

Her body responded in kind, warmth spilling between us.

“Mmmmmmh!!”

And then—her teeth released their grip.

Her body tensed all at once.

Like a current surging through her, she began to tremble uncontrollably.

“Aahh!!......!....! Hahh....!.....!”

Her breath became erratic, as if she couldn’t remember how to inhale properly.

— Shudder. Shudder.

Her body pulsed, waves of pleasure overtaking her completely.

Watching her like this, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

I gazed down at her trembling form, feeling victorious.

“...Haa...”

Finally, I let my movements slow, pulling away gently.

Lowering myself over her, I rested against her back, letting our bodies settle into the aftermath.

“Ahh... haah... ngh...”

Even then, Ner was still shaking, her breath uneven and shallow.

Beneath me, I could feel the delicate rise and fall of her chest, her body still recovering.

I placed a soft kiss on the back of her neck, running my fingers through her hair.

“...That was amazing, Ner.”

I shared my thoughts with her.

“...?”

At my words, Ner slowly propped herself up on her elbows, turning her head with some difficulty.

She looked back at me, her expression dazed yet searching.

“...D-Did you finish inside...?”

“...?”

I shook my head.

For a moment, she looked relieved, but then her expression shifted, her lips pressing into a firm line.

I could feel her determination rekindling.

“...Then that means you’re not satisfied yet, right?”

I could understand why she was being so stubborn. But there was no need to push herself.

Even if I hadn’t reached my limit, I had already felt overwhelming pleasure—more than enough.

I had no desire to push her body past its limits.

Especially now, as I hovered over her, I could feel how utterly exhausted she was.

“It’s fine, you don’t need to—”

“I don’t want to stop. If I can’t even satisfy my husband, how can I call myself a proper wife?”

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“...What are you talking about? It’s not like something like this—”

“I heard it’s important to be compatible,” she muttered.

There was an unexpected hint of frustration in her voice.

She wasn’t asking for my consideration—she was demanding that I stop holding back.

“What’s the point of being a wife if I can’t even please my husband?”

“Ner, this is your first time. There’s always next time—”

“Hmph.”

She cut me off with a scoff.

“...”

The way she pouted so suddenly made me chuckle despite myself.

Just earlier, she had been pleading for me to slow down, and now here she was, acting like this.

She shot me a stubborn glare as if she was about to keep arguing, but then her gaze faltered, her expression shifting.

She hesitated, blinking a few times, before lowering her voice again.

“...And besides, I don’t think I’m overexerting myself.”

“...?”

“It’s just... it felt too good. That’s why... I want to keep going.”

“...”

She turned her face away slightly, as if embarrassed by her own honesty.

“...I never imagined something like this could exist in the world...”

Her words grew more unguarded, her walls gradually breaking down.

Despite the lingering shyness, she was no longer hiding how she felt.

Perhaps this was one of the ways physical intimacy could bring people closer.

Like a truth serum stronger than alcohol, it was allowing her to say things she normally wouldn’t.

I slid my arm beneath her, wrapping my hand around her shoulder.

Our bodies pressed together again, the heat between us still lingering.

A light sheen of sweat covered our skin, adding to the closeness, every small shift sending sparks of sensation between us.

I met her gaze and murmured,

“...You do realize there’s no point in provoking me like this, right, Ner?”

She had no idea how much restraint I had already exercised.

Even when she was begging me earlier, pleading for things to be slower—I had already been holding myself back.

But instead of retreating, she swallowed and met my eyes head-on.

“....Is this all you’ve got, Berg?”

I exhaled a short laugh at her bold words, and she, too, giggled softly, though there was a nervous excitement behind it.

Burying her face into the pillow, she let out a small squeal, almost like a girl preparing herself for something inevitable.

As I stretched my neck, rolling my shoulders, I realized something.

Ner seemed to enjoy things being just a little rough.

Earlier, when I ignored her requests and moved more intensely, she had liked it.

That fact only confirmed my suspicions.

Slowly, I was realizing there was no need to suppress my desires around her.

Even so, I wanted to be certain.

With only one person in my past—Sien—I couldn’t rely on assumptions.

I needed to hear it from her directly.

“Ner.” My voice was steady. “Are you saying I can do as I please?”

“...”

She stiffened for a moment, as if processing my question.

Then, as if answering without words, I saw the back of her neck slowly turn red.

“...I’ve been thinking about this for a while, Berg.”

“...?”

“In the past, I hated feeling controlled by you. I hated having to follow your lead, to wear that ring, to always have to do things together. It felt uncomfortable because it wasn’t part of my culture...”

She hesitated, then turned her head slightly, meeting my gaze.

“But now... I like it.”

I blinked, watching her expression carefully.

“I like the way you won’t let go of me. I like how much you want me. It means you love me that much.”

She exhaled softly, her voice dropping lower.

“Even if I try to push you away... the fact that you won’t stop, that you can’t hold back because of how much you want me...”

— Swish.

Her tail curled around my neck, brushing lightly against my skin.

— Tighten.

Then, like a collar, she gently tugged me toward her, pulling me closer.

“...That makes me happy.”

Her lips curled into a small, teasing smile.

“If it’s you, even if you take me by force... I’d still be happy.”

“...Haah.”

I felt a rush of heat course through me.

Even on her first experience, she was saying things like this.

Only Ner could be this bold.

My hand slid down, gripping myself, guiding it back to her warmth.

“Ah—!”

She flinched at the touch, her body trembling slightly in anticipation.

“...Then I won’t hold back anymore.”

– – The End of The Chapter – –

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