Chapter 661: Take it All!! (R18)

As for the King, the lucky bast... the poor man was just barely hanging in there.

Nathanial’s hips were twitching randomly, his teeth were clenched hard, and light grunts were constantly escaping from his lips. His hands had also, at some point, found their way to his wife’s luscious hair and were now passionately running through it as she continued her relentless assault.

On the one hand, he wanted nothing more than to close his eyes and simply indulge in his wife’s passionate ministrations, but on the other, tearing his gaze away from her current sinful appearance seemed like nothing less than a crime worthy of death.

Nathanial swore he had never seen Cynthia act like this before, like a total slut who couldn’t get enough of him, and it was driving him absolutely mad.

What’s more, his Queen knew it, and she was loving it.

Ever since she put on the babydoll, pulled up her panties, and slipped into her heels, Cynthia had been feeling unusually aroused, to the point where she even began to wonder if there was some hidden Spirit Array sewn into these undergarments designed to stimulate her base desires.

Of course, there was nothing like that, it was simply the knowledge that she was dressed up in a way that even the highest-end courtesans would find highly-improper that was clearly messing with the Third Queen’s head.

In the best way possible.

It wasn’t long before Nathanial’s cock was fully lubricated and a small wet stain had begun to appear on the fancy royal carpet.

Whether this stain was from Cynthia’s spit, her pussy juice, or Nathanial’s pre-cum wasn’t clear, but in all likelihood, it was a combination of all three.

Seeing the look of struggle on her hubby’s face getting more and more obvious, and feeling the grip of his hands on her hair getting tighter and tighter, the Third Queen decided to kick things up another notch.

Reaching the tip of Nathanial’s sword with her tongue once more, instead of continuing to simply lick him like he was expecting, Cynthia opened her mouth wide and swiftly sheathed half of it in one go.

"Ng... Cynthi... gah..."

Hearing her beloved half-gasp, half-grunt half of her name, and feeling his hips bucking even harder than before, the rapacious Queen pressed the attack.

Swiftly bringing both of her hands up and wrapping them tightly around Nathanial’s waist, Cynthia used the additional leverage to shove the rest of his burning hot cock into her mouth and down her throat.

Had she been a mortal woman, Cynthia would undoubtedly be gagging and gasping for air right now, but as a Cultivator, she had significantly higher pain tolerance, much greater lung capacity, and far better control of her muscles, allowing her to perform this impressive feat with only some minor difficulty.

She was even able to keep her tongue moving while applying quite a bit of suction, stimulating her partner even further.

For his part, Nathanial was doing his best to ’help’ his wife, by hunching his back, using both of his hands to firmly grip the back of her head, and thrust his spear forward.

With slightly teary eyes, and copious amounts of drool leaking from her lips, Cynthia gazed up at her husband with an ardent heat.

Nathanial also met eyes with his wife, his expression filled with adoration and ecstasy.

The two lovers held that pose for a few seconds before Cynthia languidly withdrew her head, increasing the amount of suction she was applying by several fold, causing an obscene slurping sound, like she was trying to extract Nathanial’s very Soul.

It nearly worked, as the man had to frantically clench up to stop himself from exploding.

Reaching just below the head, right when it seemed like Cynthia was about pull back completely, she did the exact opposite and rapidly plunged down again, creating a light, wet slapping sound as her lips and face smacked into Nathanial’s crotch.

And so, a new cycle began...

*mhm~*

*pah~*

*Mhm~ ngh!~~*

*Pah!~*

*MMHM!~ MMM!!~~*

*PAH!~~ PAH!~~ PAH!*

With each throaty grunt and heavy moan, Cynthia moved faster, her loose hair flying back and forth as her head rapidly bobbed up and down, but that wasn’t all.

The silver-haired woman didn’t just fall into a simple, repetitive pattern, she was constantly switching up her tempo, applying different amounts of force, changing her angle of attack, contracting the muscles in her throat, and swirling her tongue in all kinds of nasty ways...

It was a debauched performance one would never have imagined the Queen of a kingdom would be capable of, but Cynthia wasn’t just a queen, she was also a wife with over 40 years of experience in pleasing her husband, and over those decades, she had obviously picked up a trick or two.

Nathanial could have just stood there and basked in the glory of it all, but facing such a fierce onslaught, he felt like surrendering without a fight, allowing his opponent to have their way with him without any resistance, would be too cowardly.

Gritting his teeth even harder than before, the King began thrusting his hips as well, both fighting and cooperating with his wife as the two of them struggled for dominance.

It was as raw and brutal as it was amazing, especially for Nathanial. He had rarely experienced anything like this with any of his wives, and it was so intoxicating that in that moment, he wished it would never end

Even Cynthia, whose jaw and throat should have felt sore and exhausted, had entered something of a lust-filled trance and was now acting purely on instinct, seeking more and more pleasure both for herself, and for her husband.

Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.

The intense stimulation became too much, and even focusing all his willpower on the task of holding back, Nathanial finally could no longer endure.

With a great grunt, the noble King let loose a feral howl, "AAAARGH!!!~~"

"THIA! TAKE IT!!~"

"TAKE IT ALL!!!~~"

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