The Solitude of an Emperor [TO BE UNPUBLISHED]

52 : The Night (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. You can skip this part except for the last two paragraphs.

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As soon as Darya came inside Desmonde's room, seeing him just took off his uniform to rest, she had no time to waste as she had been craving for his touch all day. Desmonde was quite shocked when he heard the door open since he did not expect Darya to come. But after seeing Darya walking close, he let her come to him, grabbed his head and pulled him to capture his lips. Darya was clearly impatient because she gobbled his mouth without hesitation. She gripped his hair tight when she wrapped her arms around his neck so she could reach him. If Darya does this, he could not hold back anymore.

He lifted her up from the bottom, not making her leave his lips. Maybe he was intensified with Darya's kiss that he just walked where his foot took him. So then Darya's back touched the windows, slightly giving her a touch of cold but she was too focused on touching Desmonde's biceps as she found his nipples and stroked it.

The shivers from Darya's strokes in his nipples give chills all over his body, making him moan as he feels the itching of his lower abdomen. So then he entered his tongue inside her mouth, exploring the depths of it, sharing saliva together and exchanging warmth. His hands are dying to touch every part of her but he is careful that she might fall from his arms. He could only touch her bottom and her back. He is getting impatient because he might explode if he cannot touch her thoroughly. So he stopped midways, heavily breathing as he looked into her desiring eyes.

"I will take you to the floor."

Darya got confused there. "Why?"

"Last time, we almost broke your bed."

Darya's mind clouded with the memory of the last time they did it. It was so intense that they had to do it on the table because they heard a crack on her bed. They had to stop a bit but insisted on continuing what they were doing before checking it. The next morning, Desmonde found the crack. It was on her headboard and the feet of the bed. They had to change the Emperor's bedroom because of it.

A chuckle came out Darya's mouth as Desmonde really kneeled on the floor, laid her down to the floor without even making her approve because he knows that she does not have a choice in the end. So as he laid her down, his hands finally had the grasp of her plump breast, clasping them to his hands gently.

There was a mix of moaning and a chuckle came out of Darya's mouth. It feels extremely good yet it tickles as well. She watched him bury his face between her breasts while squeezing them tightly. She unconsciously twirled her toes, tightened her widened legs, feeling really wet down her. She found herself running her left hand between her thighs, feeling extremely stimulated while Desmonde squeezed her breasts.

"Hmm!" She moaned while biting her lips when Desmonde ran his hand behind her clothes, revealing her nakedness behind. He kissed her abdomen all the way to her neck while touching and squeezing her bare breast and pinching her nipples lightly. She really wanted to squeeze her thighs but he is in between. She finally got impatient that she grabbed his hair so he could look at her, begging.

"I want it. Hurry!"

Desmonde's lips curved to the side, leaving her breast and getting on his knees as he started unbuckling his pants.

"Keep your pants on." She commanded, thinking about the view of him pounding at her with pants on. She specifically likes the view of his pubic hair. She commanded him not to trim or shave them since the first time they did it. She just likes it. It looks so sexy and tempting, especially the traces of blood vessels that are visible to his lower abdomen.

"Alright," he smirked, liking it when she commands him to do something. He likes it when she looks impatiently desiring to have something. He likes it when she looks at him in such flaming eyes that crave for him.

Looking at her expression, he showed her how he unbuckled and opened the zipper of his pants. As his crotch bounced out of its cage, Darya swallowed all the other thoughts she had and her desire for him blazed even more. The sight of his length is still fresh to her mind but seeing it again in this angle, she is questioning herself how it went inside her on their first time. No wonder she felt like she was being torn into half that time. The mixed feeling of pain and pleasure at the same time was so satisfying that she had lost her mind.

He leaned back to her, caging her on the floor after putting his left hand beside her head while holding his length, positioning himself between her thighs. As for her, she raised her hips to place it above his thighs so he could feel comfortable when doing it.

"How do you like me to move?" He mumbled, sexily, looking at her eyes intently. His deep voice vibrated in her ears, sending chills all over her body. She felt like her throat suddenly went dry as she could not speak. Her mind suddenly went blank.

Seeing her speechless, he continued, "...slow, moderate, or fast?" He deliberately strokes the tip of his crotch to her slit, making her gasp for a second because she thought he was going inside. She got even wetter because of what he did. She already wants to cum just after that.

She was still unable to speak so he leaned closer to her ears and whispered, "hmm, Lysandra?" He started kissing her ear, sending every bit of shiver throughout her body, making her whimper and encouraged herself to say something.

"J-Just put it in!" She blushed and breathed out when he started kissing her neck. There she spread her legs when he moved closer to her thighs, lifting up her hips so she can arch her back smoothly.

As he slowly pushed himself inside her, he moved his lips to lick her chin as she gaped, slowly feeling the fullness of her insides. He then stopped moving to make her breathe for a while. When she looked at him with burning desire, he continued all the way, hitting deep inside her. "Ohhh, d-deep..." she stuttered with her words, she could not speak anymore because she was lost in ecstasy.

Desmonde wrapped his right hand on her back to protect her from the floor, not yet moving. "Are you alright?" He asked and then hummed, "Lysandra?"

Darya was breathing heavily when she responded, "Y-Yes, I feel like this is our first time." She confessed, honestly. Yes, maybe because they have not done it for a few weeks that it felt like it was her first time again.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yes but it is manageable."

He kissed her lips. "Tell me if you cannot manage."

"Will you stop if I said so?"

Desmonde was silenced for a few seconds while staring at her teasing smile. Darya knows that when it starts, he will not stop until both of them get satisfied. And he is usually the one that has a stamina that lasts longer.

With his few-seconds silence, Darya could not help but giggle with his cute reaction. "I am just pulling your leg, Desmonde." She kissed his lips lightly. "You know that I will not leave you hanging." She kissed him again, passionately. So then, Desmonde started to deepen the kiss right away as he started moving slowly, making her leave his lips to gasp.

Feeling impatient after a few slow thrusts, he lifted up her legs to his chest, clasp it together, and hold it straight. He pounded so fast as to make her scream in pleasure. She started moving her head hastily side to side or arch her back up and down. She had no chance to speak as he pounded fast until she could only mention his name. When he felt like she was getting into her peak, he gently put down her legs and rolled her around. Again, he pushed his crotch deeper her dripping crystal and before she lost her strength to not drop on the floor, he wrapped his right arm around her chest to pull her against him. He lifted her up and stood up to move to the bed. He doesn't care if the bed gets wrecked right now. He wants her so bad.

That night, Reginald was so excited to go to the Emperor's room. All preparations were done and he practiced all he could on how to seduce her but then when he happily opened the door of the Emperor's room, despair came to haunt him as he looked at the empty and dark room with no sign of the Emperor.

And that night as well, he felt like giving up his goal to bear a child with the Emperor. He thought that he would just start planning on how he would take over the Largoth Empire.

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END OF CHAPTER 52
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