Seoryeong couldn’t breathe—she could only choke and gasp. The pillar of fire °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° that tore into her all at once crushed her lower belly into a pulpy mess.

“Don’t think about anything right now.”

“Ugh...”

It felt like her belly skin was going to split open. She’d endured all kinds of pain through endless training, but this sensation—like something foreign tearing her gut from inside—was impossible to adjust to.

But Lee Wooshin, like he’d made up his mind, pressed down hard on her shoulders and shoved the rest of his cock in to the base.

“Ugh... haah—!”

Her eyes fluttered violently. White flashes exploded behind her eyelids, and her breathing broke into gasps. Maybe she’d tried to lift herself up, because Wooshin grabbed her hips and slammed her back down.

It definitely felt like all of it was inside her now. Her thighs shook and drool slipped out of her mouth. She’d never felt her organs pushed this far up just from penetration alone.

“Hoo... it’s... deep... Hnn! What about the condom—?!”

“Come on. Married couples move in predictable patterns.”

“Haah... haah...”

“You should’ve picked up on that much.”

Wooshin’s breath was jagged, his brows twisted. The engorged head of his cock hit something far, far inside her, mixing up her insides completely.

It really was all the way in. Every inch. But it still wasn’t enough for him—he kept pushing that thick shaft deeper. His balls were grinding flush against her stretched entrance.

I’m really going to die...

All she could do was gape and gasp for air, her mouth hanging open.

“I’m gonna finish once first.”

Even his voice had lost its usual composure. He gripped her ass and thrust up with brutal force.

With a cock this thick and long, even a small movement from his hips crushed her soft insides completely. Their chests met, and their hearts pounded so hard she couldn’t tell whose was whose.

“Hnnngh...”

She never realized just how hard it was to take a cock inside. And his, curved upward like her husband’s had been, struck her lower belly dead-on with every thrust.

The round head began pounding against her inner walls like it was trying to break something. Each slap of flesh against flesh landed with a smack, smack, like punches to the gut. She wasn’t even moving, just being lifted and dropped—and yet she could barely breathe.

“Seoryeong, you need to move too.”

“Ah, ngh, mm...!”

Wooshin held her by the waist, using only his thighs and core muscles to pound into her over and over. Each time, his stone-like thighs slammed into her, turning her tender skin red. She couldn’t mimic a single movement—just moaned helplessly.

“Ugh, hngh...”

Her spine felt like it was melting. She couldn’t believe this was real. Seeing that rigid cock plunging in and out beneath her made her want to shut her eyes completely.

That iron rod, stabbing up between her spread legs—it was a jarring visual, burned into her mind. What if this image never left her?

“Look at you. Your eyes are totally glazed over.”

She blinked, dazed, and met the depths of Wooshin’s eyes. They looked like ashes after a fire... or the mist before dawn.

Without meaning to, Seoryeong bit his lip. She opened her mouth, awkward and greedy, and sucked on his tongue.

“――!”

At that moment, his cock inside her suddenly twitched—then exploded with heat.

“Fuck,” Wooshin hissed. He bit into her shoulder, his forehead thunking hard against hers like he’d lost control.

“Haah, ah, aah...!”

Then suddenly, he flipped them over and pinned her beneath him. Their legs tangled, their bellies pressed together. The place where they were joined remained stuck, slick and wet.

“......”

“......”

Their ragged breathing rose and fell in unison. Their eyes locked—and wouldn’t look away. As if playing chicken, they stared each other down. Then Wooshin dove in first and devoured her mouth. “Mm—!” Their tongues clashed, messy and soaked.

“Haah... haah...”

The lewd, slurping sound sent her temperature spiking. From this man—this instructor who was always cold and commanding—came something unexpectedly... hungry. His lips clung to hers, wet and hot and desperate.

I shouldn’t feel this. I shouldn’t like this. I wanted to be hurt. To be stepped on.

But Seoryeong instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. A low groan rumbled from his chest. His tongue, twisted and wild, dove deeper between her lips.

“Mmgh, ah...!”

Their tongues tangled, and Wooshin’s thigh wedged hard between hers.

He shifted again and their tips collided. Why was she feeling this way? That sharp, blazing sensation—it wasn’t just from the drool sliding down her jaw.

Then, he pulled back slowly, brushing against her soaked inner walls as he slid out. “Hnngh...!” Even that made her toes curl.

He tied off the spent condom and tossed it aside, already tearing open a new one. Seoryeong’s eyes widened.

“Instructor, what are you—hah...!”

“What do you think?”

The moment he spread her legs again—

“Ahhh—!”

The pillar of fire that had just left her speared right back in. Her eyes rolled back and her waist bucked on its own. A jolt ran up her spine like lightning.

“Haaah...!”

With not a shred of fatigue, he rammed his cock upward, over and over. The thighs of two trained soldiers crashed together with wild force.

“Ah, ah...!”

She couldn’t handle the heat. Blotchy marks were already rising up her neck. Her vision spun—she was about to black out.

But he didn’t care. He kept pounding her deepest point like he was trying to break it. The faster he moved, the more blank his face became.

“Ugh, haah, aaah!”

The ceiling collapsed, ringing in her ears. Her head went white, like it had been wiped clean. A dizzying climax crashed over her like a sudden downpour.

But Wooshin didn’t give her even a second to recover. He shoved right back in, gripped her trembling thighs, and rubbed her clit—driving her mad. Drool dribbled from her lips.

“Haaah...! Please, stop...!”

“Yeah, yeah. Arms up.” 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

He bit down hard on her earlobe and spoke like it was nothing. Seoryeong raised her shaking arms, and in one move he stripped off her shirt and bra.

Her breasts, full and lewd, jiggled freely. Her waist curved into a soft line. The cold air made goosebumps rise across her skin.

Wooshin stroked down her stomach, split by a fine line, then slammed into her core again. It felt like every drop of liquid in her body was boiling red-hot.

“Ah, ahh, hnn, please...!”

He frowned slightly at the sight of her round breasts bouncing. He drove himself in to the base, then swept his hand beneath them.

“Ugh...!”

He bent forward like he was possessed and latched onto her nipple. He wrapped his tongue around the pointed tip, then sucked—hard.

Her head snapped back. Electricity ran through her body.

“Ugh... uh...!”

Wooshin sucked harder, thrusting his hips faster. He slobbered between her breasts, biting at the mounds and leaving red welts.

Every time he sucked, her nipple hardened into a tight bead. And even then, he didn’t stop pounding her.

“Haa, hah...!”

Seoryeong shook her head, unable to handle the onslaught from every direction.

“Hnnn... Wait, Instructor, wait—!”

“Ha, fuck... why the hell do you smell like this down here?”

“Don’t... stop...!”

“I’m seriously fucked in the head. Letting you train with men in the unit like this.”

“Ah...!”

“I really was a dumb fuck.”

He pinched her breast, the flesh spilling between his fingers. His thumb crushed her nipple, making her nerves scream.

On instinct, she tried to push him away by the shoulders—but Wooshin just kept thrusting. His rigid abs ground into her clit, crushing it flat.

“Ah—ngh, hnn!”

Gone was his usual sardonic smile. Gone were the carefully curated expressions. What looked back at her now didn’t seem human.

His eyes—locked on hers—were dark and unfocused, like a junkie’s. Like she was staring into the raw, unfiltered face of the man beneath the mask.