My Wives Are Too Overpowered

Alexander's vision darkened, but it wasn't for long until he saw himself stand in front of a lake, and beneath the shade of a tree.

"Husbaaaaanddddd~"

Thud!

Before Alexander knew it, he got crushed by something soft and heavy.

There was darkness once again, but he was fully conscious and all of his senses were working perfectly fine.

Feeling the weight of someone or something on him, Alexander tried to push the thing away, only to feel something soft on his hands again. As he pressed onto it, the weight on him slowly shifted and his vision returned.

Finally getting back the ability to see, the scene Alexander saw shocked him out of his wits.

A being was looking down on him — a divine silver-haired, blue-eyed beauty to be precise.

Never in his life had Alexander ever seen someone so pretty. Words weren't enough to describe the turmoil of his heart and with his agape mouth, he kept staring at the lady.

The lady, watching Alexander's reaction, let out a soft giggle and said in a gentle tone, "that's a cute reaction you have there, husband. But how long are you going to stare at me like this?"

"Eternity."

Alexander replied out of reflex. He had nothing going on in his head, his mind was totally blank and whatever the lady had said, he wasn't processing anything.

Despite being called her husband, Alexander's mind didn't process it yet as he was completely mesmerized by her beauty. He only replied to the important questions, that too on instinct.

The lady flashed a happy smile and couldn't help herself from pulling Alexander's cheeks.

"My husband really is the cutest."

Getting a proper stimulus now, Alexander finally woke up from his stupor and realized the state he was in. He didn't panic or felt further surprised, but was confused with what was happening.

Alexander looked into the calm blue eyes of the beautiful lady and asked the important question, "lady… do you plan to get off me?"

Who are you? Why are you calling me your husband? Where am I? All of these were useless questions for now as per Alexander.

The main priority was to first get this heavy human off his chest so that he could further initiate the talks and decide whether to fight or flight.

The lady giggled again and caressing Alexander's face, said, "I do."

"But only when you stop groping my breasts." The lady winked after saying so.

Alexander looked down as he heard that, only to see that he indeed had his palms melted into the forbidden fluffiness.

Any normal man's first reaction would be to immediately take his hand away and apologize, but Alexander's first thoughts were, 'I am no pervert, but damn. I can't fit it in one hand!?'

In reflex, Alexander's hands groped the lady's big breasts again.

The lady smiled in response to this and said, "usually you're a gentleman, but now you're doing things that make you appear like a pervert. This makes me wonder… are you doing this because you still subconsciously know I am your wife… or is it because you've really turned into a pervert?"

This question took Alexander aback. He finally felt the seriousness of the conversation, not because he was accused of being a pervert, but because of the word 'subconscious'.

He stopped groping the lady and gestured to her to get off him.

Once the lady was away, Alexander got up and dusted his clothes.

He then looked back at her, only to raise his eyebrows in surprise with how stunning she looked in this serene landscape.

'Get hold of yourself, Alex. You're not in the right situation to think of beauties.' Alexander thought to himself.

He cleared his throat and, staring at the lady, asked, "okay, I won't ask where I am or who you are… but I wanna know… what did you mean by 'subconsciously know that I am your wife'?"

The lady laughed lightly. "Look at you, getting so worked up. But it can't be helped. You chose this path and now we, as your wives, have to deal with everything."

The lady shook her head and tried to get close to Alexander, only to have see him distance himself.

"Please answer my question before coming close to me." Alexander asked politely.

When in doubt of your enemy's strength, always overestimate them to the best of your ability and take appropriate measures.

Alexander had no idea how strong this lady was, but given how she could pull him to some random place on a whim, he knew it was best to be polite and get things done rather than resort to violence.

"Tch. Tch." The lady shook her head. "Stop being afraid of your wife and come here. Your appearance is a mess. It's my fault to jump on you, so let me fix it first."

"The hell? A woman apologizing for her mistake? Is this real?"

"…" A vein popped on the beautiful lady's forehead. "Husband… I am trying to be very nice… quickly come here and don't force me to have my way with you. You know it'll be bad if I take the lead, right?"

'What is she talk— wait… seggs!?' Alexander was dumbfounded with the revelation. These two haven't even met and she was already calling him her husband, with the talks now escalating to love-making.

'At first glance, she seemed like a goddess, but the more I talk to her, the more I realize she seems to have a few screws loose.' Alexander thought.

The lady could read Alexander's face and knitting her brows, she took a few quick strides towards him and immediately held his collar.

"You're thinking something bad about me, aren't you?"

"Eh?" Alexander was shocked with the sudden questioning. 'Can she read my mind?'

The lady, looking at her husband seem confused and staring at her, sighed and gave up.

She let his collar loose and dusting his clothes, she started fixing his messy hair.

While doing so, she said, "I can't believe our first encounter here is like this. I thought it'll be little awkward; you'll have your heart race when you see me, act all shy and cute, then I'll explain how I am your wife and make you have butterflies in your stomach."

The lady shook her head and clicked her tongue. "But tsk. You're just the same as before, except with no memories. All my plans to shower you with kisses and dominate you went down the drain."

Alexander had no idea what this lady was saying, but it sounded good to hear. Coupled with her fixing his appearance so gently, he was now pretty sure that she wasn't going to harm him.

Combing Alexander's hair and finally fixing his messy hair, the lady sighed and put her hands on his shoulders.

Staring deeply into Alexander's matching blue eyes, she said, "okay, enough playing around. Let me brief you with a few things that you so wanna know."

"First and foremost," the lady did a number one sign, "you're my husband as I've constantly been saying, and I am your wife. Your name is Alexander Gray and me being your wife…"

Seriousness flashed in the lady's eyes.

"…my name is Melissa Gray."