Beginning Of Multiverse Saga-Chapter 467: Once I Start, I Won’t Be Able To Stop

The women nearby widened their eyes.

Alina opened her mouth. She began to say something, but then hesitated. However, Natasha said, "Don’t worry. Even though Sharky says some irresponsible things sometimes, he’s actually an extremely reliable man. He won’t be confused by beauty so easily. I think the Second Empress probably has something she wants to discuss with him alone."

Alina nodded toward her courteously, but she was actually upset inside. This Elf Princess sounded as if she had already been with Sharky for a long time. It really did make her feel a bit uncomfortable.

Meanwhile, Diana looked at Charlotte, who was closest to her. She remarked, "Stone cold woman, is that woman that thirsty? She’s really pulling another man into her room in front of so many people?"

Charlotte’s face heated up. She replied, "Even though that guy is usually a bit frivolous, he is not that unreliable. We should trust him."

Diana replied with a doubtful expression, "You want me to trust that this guy can hold himself back in front of beauty? The same guy, who didn’t think that we are the master of his wife?"

Charlotte panicked, exclaiming, "What kind of nonsense are you saying, witch?!"

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The two women began to fight with each other again. Director Ingim and Martial Guard General Leander both frowned when they heard that.

After some hesitation, Ingim said, "Even though the Second Empress is normally a bit... enchanting, I have never heard of her doing anything improper over the years. Female heroes, could it be that you have misunderstood somehow?"

Leander said in agreement, "Right. On the contrary, I am more worried about that companion of yours. The Second Empress is seriously injured and powerless right now. If that companion of yours does something to her, she cannot resist!"

"Nonsense!" both women blurted out at the same time. "He’s not that despicable and shameless!"

When they felt the killing intent that suddenly erupted from the two women, both Ingim and Leander felt shivers run down their spines. They didn’t dare to say anything else.

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Meanwhile, the main subjects of the discussions outside entered the room. After the Second Empress closed the door, she stared at Sharky with burning eyes, exclaiming, "What did you mean by what you just said?"

"What else could I have meant? It’s exactly as I said," Sharky replied with a chuckle.

The Second Empress began breathing quickly. Her chest rose and fell, her beautiful figure swaying back and forth.

However, she didn’t become muddle-headed from emotion, and quickly calmed down. She asked, "And what are you relying on to make that claim?"

Sharky’s cultivation wasn’t bad, but the new Fiend Emperor’s succession was a huge affair. It was likely out of his power.

When he saw her look of suspicion, Sharky said calmly, "The Fiend Emperor has died."

"What?!" The Second Empress’ face instantly turned pale.

Her husband had died? That powerful being had actually died? Even though she had known his lifespan was nearing its end, she hadn’t expected that day to arrive so soon.

However, she discovered that she didn’t really feel any grief when she learned that he had passed away. After all, she had simply been forcefully seized by the Fiend Emperor because of her beauty.

Soon afterward, the Fiend Emperor had become worried about his worsening condition due to heaven and man deterioration, so they had rarely spent time together. Naturally, they hadn’t formed strong feelings as a result.

At the moment, she felt more alarmed than anything else. The only reason why she had been respected by the Fiend races for so many years was because she was the Fiend Emperor’s wife. Now that she had lost her backing, what were she and her son supposed to do?

No wonder the Golden Crow Crown Prince dared to do something like this! So the Fiend Emperor has already died.

"How did he die?" the Second Empress asked, wiping the corners of her eyes. She had thought she would at least shed some tears for that husband of hers, but she discovered that there wasn’t anything on her fingers.

"You probably wouldn’t believe me even if I told you. I can only tell you that he died in the secret dungeon," Sharky replied. The woman was still the Fiend Emperor’s wife, after all.

Even though it didn’t seem as if they shared any feelings, telling her that he was the one who had killed him just didn’t feel like a good idea.

"So that was what happened," the Second Empress replied, not asking for any more details. Either way, the Fiend Emperor was already dead, so she was more concerned about what they were going to do now. She asked, "How are you prepared to help me?"

As the Fiend Emperor had died, what followed would be a power struggle between the different brothers. Even if they took down the crown prince, there was no Fiend Emperor to settle the dispute.

However, Sharky’s cultivation was quite strong, and he even had two grandmaster helpers, the Snake Race’s Medusa Queen, and the Elf Princess. He had enough influence to affect the heir to the throne.

"Before helping you, I should help myself," Sharky replied.

The Second Empress raised an eyebrow at Sharky’s response, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "Oh? And what exactly do you mean by that?"

But she understands, she needed to spread her legs once again for him. And only after getting the benefits, he will help her.

"So, you want some benefits, right?"

The Second Empress bit her lips, her face blushed. However, when she thought about how she had almost died, and the despair and powerlessness she felt while embracing her son, the look in her eyes suddenly became resolute.

She waved her hand, and some kind of mechanism seemed to activate. A sound barrier appeared in the room. That way, no one else could hear the contents of their conversation.

Charlotte and Diana both frowned. They had been quietly listening to the drama that was unfolding, but the people inside had cut them off? Diana felt unhappy, preparing to barge in to find out what was happening.

However, Charlotte stopped her, saying, "Forget it. They are probably talking about some secrets. It is normal for us not to be able to hear them."

Diana replied with a frown, "Are you not scared that she’ll end up stealing him?"

Charlotte thought, It’s not just my disciple’s man... However, she replied, "Worry not. I believe he is not one of those men who act on lustful impulses."

Diana harrumphed in dissatisfaction. "Yiu are saying that, in my opinion, I have not seen anyone lustful more than him."

Despite what she said, she still gave up any thoughts of entering. Either way, the Second Empress was seriously injured, and Sharky was a monster who had even killed the Fiend Emperor. Would someone like that really end up being eaten up by her?

Meanwhile, the Second Empress walked toward Sharky with light and graceful steps. She stared at Sharky with her beautiful eyes, asking, "Do you think I am beautiful?"

Sharky nodded and replied, "Extremely!"

"Please look at me," the Second Empress said as she stood within reach of him. While she spoke, her fingers brushed past her waist. Then, her dress loosened, gradually exposing her fair, satin-like skin.

In that instant, even the candle flame in the room seemed to have dimmed, all of the light gathering on the wonderful figure at the very center of the room.

As if she had become shy, her snow-white skin carried a hint of peach blush. Her beauty really was enough to make the entire world seem colorless in comparison.

This scene before Sharky was enough to make any man among the Fiend races go crazy. The Second Empress was the most famous beauty among the Fiend races. Her special status made countless people feel an innate desire to dominate her.

However, the Fiend Emperor’s existence had always prevented anyone from acting on those thoughts. They could only fantasize about her in their dreams.

Some people with the means to do so had commanded female servants to wear makeup and clothes similar to the Second Empress; even so, they got bored fairly quickly, and their longing for the Second Empress only grew stronger as a result.

And yet, such a woman who could make any Fiend race man go crazy was now taking off her clothes right in front of Sharky. No one would be able to resist something like that, right?

However, Sharky’s expression remained extremely calm. After all, he had already tasted this Second Empress two times, so of course he was going to taste her again.

The Second Empress’s heart raced as Sharky stared at her, his gaze burning with a desire that she had never seen before. She could feel the heat of his stare on her skin, igniting a fire within her that threatened to consume her whole.

"You’re right," she breathed, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her own heart. "I am beautiful. And I am yours."

With a final tug, she let her dress fall to the floor, pooling around her feet like a puddle of liquid silver. She stood before him completely naked, her body on full display.

Sharky’s eyes raked over her curves, taking in every inch of smooth, flawless skin. Her breasts were full and round, topped with rosy nipples that hardened under his gaze. Her waist was slender and toned, flaring out to hips that were made for gripping.

"You’re perfect," he murmured, stepping closer to her. His hands reached out to caress her sides, trailing up to cup the weight of her breasts.

The Second Empress gasped at his touch, arching into his palms. "Sharky..." she breathed, leaning into him. "Please..."

"What do you want?"

The Second Empress’s breath hitched as Sharky’s hands roamed over her body, igniting sparks of pleasure wherever he touched. She could feel the heat building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter with each passing moment.

"I want you," she breathed, her voice trembling with desire. "I want your hands on me... your mouth... your dragon..."

She reached down, removing his dress, wrapping her fingers around his hard length. She stroked him slowly, feeling him pulse and throb in her grasp.

"Please..." she begged, pressing herself against him. "Take me... fill me... make me yours..."

Sharky growled low in his throat, the sound primal and possessive. He lifted her effortlessly, wrapping her legs around his waist as he carried her to the bed.

He laid her down gently, crawling over her until he hovered above her. His dragon nudged against her entrance, teasing and tormenting.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. "Once I start, I won’t be able to stop..."

"Yes..." the Second Empress gasped, arching up to meet him. "I’m sure... I want all of you..."