Bride of the Serpent King-Chapter 28: The Queen Hardwork

Chapter 28:

"You're so big... will it fit in my mouth?" Zaiyila exclaimed inwardly, her wide eyes fixed on Everett, who was visibly restraining himself. "No, I can definitely do this," she thought determinedly before leaning forward and taking him into her mouth.

"Oh!" Everett groaned instantly. At this point, he was completely seduced, his mind descending into chaos.

Zaiyila looked up at him with a pleased expression as she gently moved her head up and down. "Whoa, this is... incredible," she thought, picking up the pace as her tongue teased and swirled.

Everett was drowning in pleasure. He had been holding back with great difficulty, but now, receiving a blowjob from Zaiyila, he couldn't help but sync slightly with her rhythm.

After a long, torturous moment, he finally reached his climax and released into her mouth.

Zaiyila drank everything without hesitation before pulling away and glancing up at him. "How was it? Did I do well?" she inquired with a shy smile.

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Everett let out a breath of hot air, his gaze roaming over Zaiyila in that sultry dress. Though he had just climaxed, he was already getting aroused again. "Come up," he instructed huskily.

Zaiyila immediately climbed onto the bed, her eyes locked onto his.

Everett pulled her closer, eyes lingering on her exposed chest. "Who taught you how to seduce like that?" he questioned.

Zaiyila's heart skipped before she frowned slightly. "Shouldn't you be praising me? I just made you—"

Before she could finish, Everett kissed her deeply.

"My queen did wonderfully," he murmured against her neck as his hand slid to her chest. "Your breasts seem a little plumper."

"Really?" Zaiyila's eyes widened with excitement. "You like them?" she asked eagerly.

"I love them," he responded, pulling down her dress and cupping her breast gently. "Words can't express how I'm feeling right now," he whispered, trailing kisses down to her chest.

"Ahhn!" Zaiyila moaned loudly, clutching him for support. "Eve... are you going to do it now? You won't hold back, right?" she stammered between moans.

Everett smirked and pinned her beneath him, sealing her lips with a kiss before his hand slipped between her legs.

"Always ready," he purred and slid a finger inside her wet folds.

"Ah!" Zaiyila cried out, gripping the bedsheet, her eyes squeezing shut as her breath quickened.

"Wrap your arms around my neck, my queen," Everett murmured seductively.

Zaiyila didn't hesitate and obeyed immediately. "Eve... please... please go faster," she whispered breathily.

"As the queen pleases," he replied and increased his pace.

Zaiyila moaned even louder as the pleasure overwhelmed her, continuing for what felt like forever before Everett finally slowed down and stopped.

She lay weakly on the bed while Everett carried her carefully to the bathroom. "At least you lasted two rounds longer than before," he chuckled.

Zaiyila was too exhausted to respond. As soon as her body touched the water, she fell asleep, leaving Everett to wash and dress her.

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It was already 12:05 p.m. when Zaiyila slowly opened her eyes to find herself staring at the handsome face beside her.

"He's still asleep. I must have done a great job last night. I should definitely do more in the future," she thought, chuckling softly as she leaned forward and kissed his forehead. "He's so handsome!" she screamed internally while caressing his brow.

Everett stirred slightly before slowly opening his eyes, meeting hers directly.

"I woke you up... sorry," Zaiyila apologized quickly.

Everett smiled and pulled her closer. "Why don't you sleep a little more?" he murmured, his voice thick and husky, making her heart flutter.

"I... you should sleep more. I'm not sleepy anymore," she replied with a soft smile.

Everett wrapped an arm around her waist and rested his head on her chest. "I should've slept like this yesterday," he muttered regretfully.

Zaiyila giggled and ran her fingers through his hair. "How... how are you feeling now?" she asked gently.

Everett closed his eyes, a smile still lingering on his lips. "I feel amazing, thanks to my queen's hard work last night," he said, lowering his head to her breasts.

Zaiyila beamed proudly and continued caressing his hair. "Then... can I ask you something?" she whispered.

He was quiet for a moment. "What is it, my queen?" he responded at last.

"Um... actually... my friend Elizabeth invited me to her birthday party," she admitted nervously.

Everett could hear her racing heartbeat clearly, his head still resting on her chest, which made him smile. "You want to go?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied, nodding eagerly.

"My queen can do as she wishes."

Zaiyila's eyes widened in joy. "Thank you, husband!" she exclaimed, kissing his hair.

"My queen, I have one condition, so don't get too excited yet."

"Huh?"

"You're going with bodyguards."

Zaiyila went quiet for a moment. "Um... but..."

"No buts."

"Oh," she muttered, clearly disappointed.

"They don't have to appear with you. They can protect you from the shadows," Everett added, sensing her change in tone.

"Yes!" Zaiyila responded almost instantly. "My husband is the best!" she laughed cheerfully.

Everett smiled more widely, sleep starting to take over again. But then his eyes snapped open, and he looked directly at Zaiyila, who was still grinning happily.

"What's the matter, husband?" she asked, blinking innocently.

His gaze locked onto her hair. Among her beautiful black strands, he noticed something—blue highlights now mingled in.

"Come out!" His voice turned cold and commanding, his expression darkening while staring into Zaiyila's eyes.

"H-husband..." Zaiyila started, confused, but before she could finish, Quinn was forcefully expelled from her body and thrown to the floor.

Zaiyila stared in shock, while Everett's lips curled into a strange smile as he turned back to her.

She gulped nervously. "Husband, listen to me—I wasn't hiding anything. I only came into contact with it yesterday," she explained quickly.

Everett raised his hand, and Zaiyila instinctively flinched, closing her eyes, expecting a blow that would knock her into the afterlife. But to her surprise, the hand gently landed on her head.

All the blue strands among her hair vanished immediately and was now beautiful black.

She peeked with one eye and found Everett smiling warmly at her. "Why did I think he was going to hit me? He definitely wouldn't. He loves me dearly," she thought, smiling back.

"What happened? How did you end up with this little thing?" Everett asked, caressing her face gently.