The Solitude of an Emperor [TO BE UNPUBLISHED]

46 : Even The Universe (M)

WARNING! This chapter is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content. It is not appropriate for all audiences. Read at your own discretion.

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Darya went out of the bath with a rosy robe on. The maids who attended her from the bath left her room and closed it. So she walks towards Desmonde who's currently standing beside her vanity table, sipping champagne, with his same rosy robe on. He gulped down with the sight of her wet look, feeling like he was losing his mind in a second.

"You're more excited than usual." Darya chuckled with the sight of him sipping champagne for the first time. It seems like he could not wait anymore which is why he distracted himself with the champagne.

Desmonde finished the glass of champagne and put it down. He then walked towards her as he lifted her up in his arms. "I have been holding back since I have heard the water splashing, Lysandra." He buried his face to her neck to bite it, breathless. "I wanted to go inside and make love. Please forgive me for having such indecent thoughts."

Darya laughed and combed his hair, feeling his tongue touching her neck. "But you know I like it when you speak your honest thoughts." A groan escaped her mouth when she felt his hand on her chest, grabbing her bumpy breast. When he stroked her nip, he moved his lips to her chin to bite her but then Darya held his face and kissed his lips.

It has been a while since they have shared warmth with each other. It was due to their busy schedules that suppressed them and now that they have time again, they will surely last longer than usual.

Desmonde dropped her on the bed, sneakily getting on his knees between her legs. He grabbed her wrists and imprisoned it with one hand as he pushed it up, leaving her underhanded. He went down her naked breast, licking and sucking its pink tip. His hands travelled to the depths of her flesh, touching and squeezing until she came to beg for more intensity while he rammed her wet crystal with his long fingers.

"S-Stop doing that!" She could not help but beg to tell him to stop stroking her clitoris aside from thrusting inside. She does not want to reach the end of her desire by just his hands. She wants him more than just it. She wants to feel the fullness of his body.

He stopped moving his fingers on and off her inside, looking at her with more desire. A smirk formed in his lips upon seeing the intensity fired up in Darya's eyes like she was saying something he would really like to do.

"You like no-stopping?" He got up to sit between her thighs, running his hands to her legs to her calves, looking down on the view of her which no one is allowed to see but only him.

However, she was impatient. He watched her unbuckle his belt and open his zipper. She took out his hard length that she could not fully grip. Unable to withstand her touch on his erecting tarse feeling that he is going to explode, he grabbed her hand and gently pushed her down again so he could be fully on top of her, caging her in his grasp. Since she had a flexible body, he had no problem in bending her waist so he could adjust to her height. Again, he devoured his mouth as she liked it. She liked to be owned and be dominated as he also liked to do everything to satisfy her.

Darya could not take it anymore, she does not like to just feel his crotch stroke her slit. She wants him to get inside, roughly. As soon as she could finally grasp for air after a breathless kiss, she looked at his glowing red eyes, to the depths of it.

"Put it in. I want it and don't stop." So then she watched how his lips curved to the side, clearly enjoying when she told him to dominate her.

"As you wish, my Lysandra." So he rammed the length of his crotch to her cunt, hitting the best spot and making her completely scream on herself without making a loud sound. He started moving in and in, enjoying his stay inside her wet cunt.

Before she could close her mouth, she would again gasp as he moved again without making her breath in relief. She cried in ecstasy, feeling like her whole body was being stimulated. With his mouth going around her breast, with his right hand clasping her wrists, and his left hand stroking her clitoris, who would ever thought that a sophisticated Emperor would submit herself to sexual desires during sexual intercourse with her third consort? She could not even think properly anymore. All she had in her mind was more... and more feelings of intense pleasure.

Darya felt like her body is going to give up sooner. "I think I'm going to-

"No, Lysandra." He stopped moving his hips, looking down at her like a villain. He still has more energy to go on after making her cum for the third time. He pulled her up and pinned her to the bed, allowing himself to look at her full back as he pushed his crotch back to her reddened entrance and pulled it out after a second.

This provoked Darya because of the short pleasure it gave. "W-What are you doing?" But Desmonde put it back and did the same again, teasing her to crave more. "Please don't do tha-ohhh hm," a moan cut her request as she felt him inside her again. So then as he did the same course, putting it in and pulling it out, she gave up on doing how she usually likes it. She started enjoying this new stimulation.

"Ohhh," she felt like her whole body was losing all its energy as she gave up and just let him do what he wanted. All she could do is go along with his command to everywhere he turns her and lift her. She completely gave up her whole body to him, allowing herself to feel this type of ecstasy she had ever wanted.

The next time she opens her eyes because she could hear the bird tweeting, the first time she feels her whole body being weak and that her cunt is full and is wet. A sleepy moan came out her mouth as soon as she felt his tongue on her nape as his hands started running on her abdomen and to her chest.

"I want to kiss you," he whispered as she turned her head slightly to his side so he could capture her lips from her back. So they started with a slow kiss allowing each other to explore their mouth with their tongues. "Can I put my seed inside you, one more time?"

She moaned in response as she pulled his head down so his lips could be back at hers. So he started moving his hips slowly, making her bite him and then gasped when he started moving fast. "Ohh, hmmm." He held her hips and moved faster, feeling that he was nearing his peak. He wrapped his hand on her thigh, tracing his fingers to her clitoris and making her want to piss so they could reach the peak of pleasure together.

"You feel so good, Lysandra." He whispered in her ears, putting pleasure to it. So they moved themselves towards each other, the sound of them being one covered the room. A satisfied moan escaped their mouths as they reached the end, feeling his heat explode into her insides and her water dripping down her thighs as he covered it so it would not make a bigger mess on the bed.

They finally had to rest as they both laid down on their backs while looking up to the ceiling. A silence engulfed their space for a few seconds until they found themselves laughing.

"That was so intense." Darya was still catching her breath..

Desmonde reached for her hand and intertwined it with hers. "Do you like it?" He turned his head to look at her as she did the same.

She beamed, "You have no idea how happy I am to love you, Desmond. I like everything about us, emotionally and physically." She squeezed his hand.

His eyes were watery when he cuddled to her. He kissed her cheek and temple. "I love you so much that I could die for you, Lysandra." He kissed her bare shoulder. "Even if the gods set the universe between us, I am going to find you."

And there Lysandra's head suddenly tingle a bit, making her see a scenario of a man smiling genuinely at her as she felt genuinely happy with him as well. She found herself embracing Desmonde to her arms, suddenly feeling scared and at the same time happy. She is scared that she might lose him. And she is relieved that she had found him.

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END OF CHAPTER 46
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