The Virtuous Wife Lete Succumbs To Lascivious Venomous Fangs And Exposes Her Fallen True Self - Chapter 7

In a land of sword and sorcery, in a certain region of a certain world.

There was a quiet town called Barina, surrounded by forest.

It was moderately large, surrounded by high walls, and since one of the main roads passed through, there was a lot of traffic. Farmers from nearby brought crops, and hunters came to sell game, so goods were plentiful.

Around the town, there were several small villages in the surrounding forest.

One village was for woodcutters, another for those working in the orchard within the forest, and another for hunters, where people of those professions lived in groups.

—In the dead of night, within a small house of one of the villages—

A young wife lay on her back, her body drenched in sweat. Having just been brought to climax by her husband, her exhausted form was breathing heavily, her large br3asts rising and falling with each ragged gasp.

Her body was burning, her face was flushed, and her eyes were moist with desire. She wore a lewd, melting smile full of joy.

“Ah, it’s amazing… Lete feels like I might go crazy.”

To his wife in that state, the husband again pressed himself over her.

“I love you.”

After saying that, he reached for his wife’s genitals and lasciviously groped her pudendal cleft.

The wife moaned in excitement, “Hnn…” reached out, grabbed her husband’s p3nis and lasciviously moved it.

They kissed without either of them making the first move, entwining their tongues and licking each other.

The husband’s p3nis stiffened once more.

The husband pulled his lips away.

Then, he shoved his p3nis into her pudendal cleft.

The wife, penetrated, cried out and arched her back.

“Mmm, it feels so good… Ah, I can’t take it… ♥”

“I love you.”

The husband strongly assaulted his wife, demanding her.

The wife used her hips and accepted her husband deeply.

Tonight, for the umpteenth time, his semen bursts deep into his wife’s innermost part.

The wife, with a melted smile, shed tears and clung to her husband with both hands and feet.

“Yes, yes, yes…! Dear, I’m cummmmming…!”

“I love you.”

Beneath such a husband, the wife was drowning in pleasure and happiness.

“Aah… I’m so happy… Dear, I love you…”

—The next morning—

From one of the small houses in the village, one of the hunters was about to leave for work.

He was a middle-aged man with a scarred face who looked intimidating and seemed used to rough work, his bow showed signs of years of use.

His wife was seeing him off as he left the house.

“Take care. Come back safe.”

Her voice was calm, gentle-sounding.

Compared to the middle-aged hunter, his wife was quite young. Around twenty, or perhaps just a little past that.

Long black hair, narrow almond-shaped eyes with black pupils. On her gentle-looking face, which still held a trace of innocence, a soft smile floated.

Far from flashy, and not someone you’d call a world-class beauty… but she was a modest, graceful, and beautiful woman. The kind who might not stand out, yet gave off a gentle air that would put anyone at ease.

The clothes she wore were also modest, plain woman’s outfit, and perhaps because she was in the middle of housework, she had an apron on.

“Yeah.”

With just that one word, the hunter left the house without so much as a glance at his wife.

The wife, Arnoff Lete, sees off her husband with a smile full of happiness.

The sight was seen by the neighborhood women, who chatted happily among themselves.

“That husband over there, Oleg. He rarely shows emotion and looks a bit intimidating, but he’s a serious and reliable man, isn’t he.”

“Yes, he’s actively working like a ranger, dealing with poachers. My husband is really grateful. He’s chased off and dealt with some really nasty criminals. He’s truly courageous.”

“It’s no surprise his wife is smitten. She loves her husband dearly and enjoys taking care of him. It’s really sweet to watch.”

The gratitude and affection of the neighbors.

After seeing off her husband, the wife returned inside the small house to clean their love nest, making it spotless.

Her radiant smile seemed to embody happiness itself.

Author’s Note:

Thank you for reading.

I intend to periodically add a few more short stories, similar to the one from the first chapter onward.

Chapter length 1592 characters.