The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 1264 - 194 - The Start Of Conflicts Of Interests (3)

Chapter 1264: Chapter 194 - The Start Of Conflicts Of Interests (3)

After wetting my cock thoroughly with her mouth, taking her time as if she was committing the shape and taste of it to memory, I guided the tip down to her entrance. I didn’t rush it. I let it hover there for a second, pressing lightly against her slick folds. Her eyes were burning. Pure, undisguised heat. She grabbed her own thighs and pulled them apart wider, almost impatiently, silently telling me to stop teasing and just do it already.

It was almost funny.

Not long ago, she’d been standing tall, speaking like a commander issuing orders. Now? Now she looked like a woman who couldn’t wait to be fucked. The shift was dramatic enough to give me whiplash. A complete one-eighty. If anyone saw her now, they’d never believe she had that commanding presence earlier.

I wrapped my hand around my shaft and deliberately brushed the tip along her pussy, up and down, slow and careful. She twitched at every small touch. I lined up the head with her entrance again, steadying myself, and began to push in.

"Haaa... haaa... haaaaah... Huh, ahah, aaahnghh~!"

Her voice cracked in the middle of it, breath hitching like she didn’t know whether to moan or gasp. It hadn’t even been a full week since her virginity had been taken. Anyone else might’ve been sore, hesitant, and cautious.

But Lilia?

She was a pervert. A shameless one.

The way her hips tilted upward, inviting me deeper, made that painfully clear.

My glans stretched her pussy as I slowly slid inside. The tightness gave way inch by inch, and when I finally buried myself completely, my shaft reached deep enough to press against her cervix. I felt the subtle resistance there, the way her body reacted to being filled so completely.

"Akh, aaahh, haaa... hngh, aaah... aahhh, aaahhh...~"

She didn’t fight it. She didn’t even try to pull away. She was so wet that there was barely any friction at all. It almost felt unreal, the way I slid in so smoothly. Once fully seated inside her, I leaned forward and pressed my body against hers. Skin against skin. Heat against heat.

Our chests met, slick with sweat, sticking together. Her breathing fanned against my face, warm and uneven.

"Hmm, aaaah, aaa... So gooddd...~ Aaaah, mmm...!"

I shut her up by kissing her, enough to swallow the moans spilling out of her mouth. Our breaths tangled, messy and hot. I could feel the tremor in her body from the fact that I was completely driven in.

Normally, I’d savor the way a pussy grips during thrusts, the way the walls tighten and release around me with every piston movement. But she was so soaked that it felt almost too smooth. Still, the heat, the fullness, the intimacy of it, it didn’t lessen the experience at all. If anything, it made it more overwhelming.

Instead of thrusting, I stayed still.

Well—mostly still.

I vibrated my hips subtly, grinding rather than pumping. A slow, deliberate motion. My cock remained fully inserted while our pelvises rubbed together in shallow movements.

At first, she looked confused.

Then she started trembling.

Every small grind sent my glans brushing against her cervix. Because of the angle, I didn’t need to move much at all. Just that steady pressure, that subtle stimulation, was enough.

"Ah, ah... aaaah, aaahh... hmmmm...~!"

Her brows furrowed. Her hands, which had been gripping my shoulders, tightened. She wasn’t sure what she was feeling at first. It wasn’t the typical in-and-out rhythm.

It was deeper.

And much more stranger.

"Huh... aaah, aaahhh... aaah...~ W-What is this? Nghhh...~!"

I adjusted slightly, careful and precise, letting the glans rub against her cervix in a slow, deliberate rhythm.

Her reaction was immediate.

"Ha, aaah, aaaahhh~ Aaaaaaaaah~! Huk, ah! Haaakkk... haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!"

Her whole body snapped.

Arms flailing, legs jerking uncontrollably. It wasn’t graceful. It wasn’t composed. It was raw. A rush of fluids spilled from her as her pussy clamped down around my shaft with sudden force.

Her eyes rolled back. Tears welled at the corners and slid down her temples. Drool slipped from her parted lips as her tongue lolled slightly. She looked completely undone, like her body had overridden whatever dignity she had left.

For a second, I almost felt bad.

Almost.

But I didn’t stop.

I started pounding my cock into her, shifting from slow grinding to firm thrusts.

"Haaaakk... huk... huhhh... sniff... huuhuuu...~"

Her breathing was a mess now, broken and uneven. I pulled out slowly, just enough for the tip to remain inside. Her pussy clung to me stubbornly, like it didn’t want to let go.

I leaned down and sucked on her tongue before driving myself deep inside again.

Full-body contact while pistoning like this really was the best. There was no space between us. There was no room for air. Just warmth and friction and breath mixing together.

The heat of her body. The fullness of being completely inside. The tight pussy squeezing around my shaft. The scent of a horny woman filling my lungs. Her moans vibrating against my mouth.

It felt better than any masterpiece anyone could brag about. This—this was sex. Not some romanticized nonsense. Just two bodies locked together, chasing pleasure.

As I kept moving, I could feel it building again. That tightening coil in my stomach.

"Nnghh, aaahhnghh, aaaaaaaaaaaah... nghhh, aaahnghh...~"

Her voice had gone hoarse. Every thrust made her body jolt. And then it hit me.

Still thrusting, with the tip grazing her cervix, I started cumming.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~ Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggggh...~~!!!"

The release surged through me, hot and overwhelming. My cum filled her completely before slowly beginning to drip back out around my shaft.

It felt even better because of the buildup. The slow teasing. The grinding. The way she had shaken earlier. It all made the climax heavier and deeper.

Our tongues tangled lazily as we rode out the afterglow. When I finally pulled out, my boner was still rock-hard.

She stared at my cock while catching her breath. Then, slowly, the corner of her mouth lifted.

Oh.

She wasn’t done.

Without a word, she grabbed my hips with her legs and leaned forward, taking my just-released cock straight from her pussy.

***

"Haaah... Huh...~"

I couldn’t help the wry smile when I noticed her belly looked slightly fuller from the load I’d dumped inside.

"I might’ve gone a little overboard," I muttered.

The moment I fully withdrew my cock from her pussy, white fluid dribbled out slowly, trailing down.

I lifted my cock to her face again, and she eagerly engulfed it. Even after climaxing so hard she’d practically short-circuited, she still went at it with energy. Our eyes locked while her mouth worked.

"Kkhp... slrpp...~"

After a while, she finally pulled back, breathing heavier but more composed than before.

She took her time recovering. Then she calmly started putting her clothes back on, like we hadn’t just turned the room into a disaster zone.

"And so?" she asked, adjusting her outfit, tone returning to something more controlled. "What exactly do you want from me? I assume you didn’t come here just for that, did you?"

The shift was almost impressive. From trembling mess to composed woman in seconds.

"I heard Prince Julius escaped from his dungeon," I said. "That’s why I came. We need to discuss this. Right now, he’s the only one suited to be king. If that’s true, someone might already be planning to move him onto the throne."

She stared at me for a long moment.

Then her gaze dropped.

And she sighed.

"Can you at least put your pants on before talking about something that serious?" she said flatly. "It’s not exactly appropriate."

...Fair point.