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“There’s enough food for you. Enough riches. And you have my pheromones here. What else could you need, Kim Dokja, hm? Tell me.”
Deeper, deeper, Yoo Joonghyuk fucks into him with no remorse, his cock twitching, his groans coming closer to Kim Dokja’s ear, his breath heating up his body. It’s too much, this sensation, and he can barely process Yoo Joonghyuk’s words in the midst of dealing with it all.
“Ah, hng, no more, no more!”
Each attempt to breathe ends in failure, his lungs failing to drive air in despite him gasping openly. His head—it hurts, or it doesn’t, he’s dizzy, he’s barely holding on with Yoo Joonghyuk’s cock driving in deeper than before, can barely function as Yoo Joonghyuk fucks into his womb easily with the amount of slick he’s been dripping—but he’s still rutting back into the thrusts, meeting the motion instinctively.
“Tell me, Kim Dokja. Is it because I haven’t given you pups yet? Is that why you keep trying to leave?”
After transmigrating as the cannon fodder wife into some shitty fantasy novel, Kim Dokja resolves to escape. The one preventing him from doing so ends up being none other than the male lead.