The Second Chance of Reincarnator

The wheelhouse arrived at the entrance of the Hauwnted family mansion, and the guards were eyeing the driver warily.

They didn't recognize him, but they recognized the wheelhouse, which belonged to Athena.

At that moment, Athena stepped out of the wheelhouse. Her bare feet sank into the soft mud as she approached the driver.

"Thank you for taking me here. You ready for your reward?"

Athena asked.

With a parched throat, the blacksmith driver took a glimpse at Athena's large breasts and wondered whether his reward would be the same as that lucky guard got.

It already made his bulge grow, and with a smile on his face, he hopped out of the driver's seat.

"Yes, definitely!"

He said.

In that moment, Athena pulled out a long needle from her back and sliced through the driver's throat cleanly.

Spurt!

He looked shocked and held his bleeding throat, but eventually he fell down backward into the mud and choked on his own blood.

The guards at the gate ignored it and instead opened the gate for Athena and went to get shovels.

Aren looked at the dead driver.

'She doesn't seem to care that Brackenford Cross people know that she is responsible for killing him.

'They publicly saw him driving the wheelhouse and will realize what happened to him soon enough.'

He thought.

"You coming?"

Athena asked innocently, her long needle still dripping with blood, and she was also standing barefoot on the mud.

Back in Brackenford Cross, she had to be carried, but it was pretty clear that it was just her attempt to seduce him.

She was never scared of actually getting hurt.

"Yes, miss."

Aren walked over the corpse and followed Athena back to the mansion. The servants, who saw her barefoot, offered their own shoes for her, but she just waved them off.

Athena ordered the servants to get their stuff from the wheelhouse instead.

They walked all the way to her room, and she opened the door to her spacious room and went to clean off her feet.

"If that's all, I should go resume my guard duties."

Aren said with his arms crossed behind his back.

"You're leaving? You haven't gotten your reward yet."

Athena said, and after cleaning off her feet, she went to sit on her soft-looking bed and looked at Aren with a smile.

"…You mean that thing inside the wheelhouse wasn't the reward?"

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"Your reward will be much sweeter."

Athena said and told him to close the door, which he did, locking it as well to be absolutely sure that no one walks in.

She unbuckled her belt. She slid off her pants, showing her black lace lingerie and the smooth skin of her thighs.

With a pull, she took off her shirt, revealing a matching lace bra. The bra had difficulty holding in her ample bosom.

Following her lead, Aren took off his shirt to reveal his decently shaped figure, and then he stepped out of his pants.

Only standing in his underwear with a large bulge threatening to burst out.

"Fuck me, now."

Athena ordered, with a pink blush spreading across her cheeks.

In that moment, Aren grabbed her by her slim hips, moved her panties to the side, and then pulled out his manhood before thrusting it into her with a forceful urgency.

She wasn't new to sex, and she was already wet, so he wasn't gentle. It was also pretty obvious that she didn't like him to be gentle.

"Ahh~!"

Athena let out a sharp moan of pleasure and felt as if a hot metal rod just went straight inside her honeypot.

It was filling all of her inside, and she couldn't help but enjoy it.

Plap! Plap! Plap!

With thrusts of his hips, Aren slid his rod in and out of her, over and over again. Her breasts spilled out of her bra and jiggled in front of him like a hypnotizing dance.

He took one breast into his mouth and sucked on it eagerly, his other hand reaching to fondle her other breast.

"Ahh~! This feels so good… You're filling me up more than anyone ever has before~!"

Athena bit her lips with the hard cock ravaging her inside, and she started screaming for him to go harder.

The moans of pleasure filled the room and echoed through the walls.

"Argh!"

Aren turned her around, pressed her against the mattress, and took her from the back, thrusting deeper and deeper with each movement.

He could feel that his tip kept hitting her sweet spot perfectly, and each time he did that, her body quivered with pleasure and desire.

Aren raised his right hand and smacked her ass, leaving a red mark that matched the intensity of their passion.

SMACK!

"Ahhh!"

Athena's tongue darted out of her mouth, and she turned around in surprise to look at him.

"You smacked my ass…? No one has been this rough with me before… I love it!"

'This woman is dangerous!'

Aren thought, gritted his teeth, and squeezed her ass before increasing the speed of his thrusts. With the help of his Blessed One physique, his speed and endurance were beyond that of ordinary humans.

He doubted that even Athena could handle him, even though she was a vixen and definitely not for the faint of heart.

Plap! Plap! Plap!

Smacking of flesh. Moaning of woman and grunts of a man. The room was currently a den of debauchery.

With desire building up inside him, Aren knew that he was about to release his hot seed, and thus, he began to move faster and faster.

"Ahh~! Ahh~! Ahh~!"

Athena smiled, her tongue lolling out of her mouth, and her breasts jiggled enthusiastically. They were full and plump, aching for his touch.

Aren took both breasts eagerly into his firm hands. They were too big for his hands to fully cover, but he squeezed them tightly, feeling her hard nipples pressing against his palms.

They were extremely soft. Everything about her was soft. It was like she was made for sex.

In that moment, Aren's legs trembled as he couldn't hold it in anymore and pulled out his manhood before releasing all over her.

Athena collapsed on the mattress, breathing heavily, and the white sticky seed splattered all over her naked back.

Her whole body was trembling. She couldn't feel her legs anymore. She didn't remember just how many times she came, but it was tons.

Knock! Knock!

In that moment, someone knocked on the door.

"Sister, are you there? I heard that something happened in the Brackenford Cross!"

It was Nike's voice.

'Shit!'

Aren turned to the door with panic in his eyes and looked at Athena, who was out of it—she was naked on the bed, covered in his semen and the sweat of their lovemaking.

It didn't seem like she even heard of the knocking, as she was still recovering from the ultimate pleasure she felt.

It wasn't looking good.