Chapter 663: Too Far (R18)

Oh, he saw it, alright!

The view was, in a word, heavenly, the best of both worlds!

It was also all the invitation the starving man needed.

Like a conquering hero from ancient mythology, Nathanial leveled his spear and thrust out.

*Pah!~*

The force was so great it didn’t just produce a loud slapping sound, it drove Cynthia into the giant bed, causing it to shift a few centimetres forward despite it being made from incredibly heavy, sturdy materials.

Such an impact would have left a nasty bruise on a mortal woman, but for the Third Queen in her lust intoxicated state, it was just what she needed.

"Aahn!~"

The sound was pure, sweet, and melodious as it leaked from Cynthia’s delicate pink lips. It was so innocent, yet so sensual all at once.

The sound echoed off the walls of the giant bedroom and boomed like thunder in Nathanial’s ears.

Hearing his wife moan so amorously, like there was nothing in the world she wanted more than for him to ravage her, stoked his lust more than any words ever could.

Grabbing Cynthia’s wide hips, Nathanial didn’t bother to start slow as he knew his little nymph didn’t want that.

She wanted him to pound her hard, fast, and with unrelenting passion.

How did he know that, without her ever saying a thing?

Simple, he could tell from the way her hips pushed back against his.

From the way her back arched up off the bed.

From the way she threw her head back and gripped the sheets like she was trying to rip them apart.

From the way her pussy was hotter, wetter, and tighter than he had ever felt it before.

Cynthia’s body was screaming out to him, her muscles contracting around his cock like they were trying to snap it off while the luscious folds of her pussy massaged him in mind-numbing ways.

His Queen was demanding he fuck her raw until screamed his name, and Nathanial had no intention of disobeying this royal command!

*Pah!~ Pah!~ Pah!~*

"Aahn!~ Hng!!~ Aahh!~~"

"Thia!"

"Nath... aahn~~"

"Thia! Thia, you’re so damn... ngh~ So damn tight tonight...!!"

"I... haa~ haa~ I lov...hng!~ I love... aaahn~ I love..."

**Mhm!~ Muah!~**

"Haa... haa... Fuck... Cumming!~"

"Yeshh!~~ Fuc...aahh!~~"

*PAH!!~~*

"GAAHH!!~~"

"HNNGH!!~~"

.....

For the eighth time that night, or perhaps it was the ninth, they had lost track, Nathanial slammed his hips forward, buried his sword as deep as it would go into that perfect sheath, and let loose a jet of steaming hot cum.

It might have been his ninth, or even his tenth load of the evening, but there was no less of it than the first shot he fired, and it certainly wasn’t any thinner.

Truly, cultivation had many, many wonderful benefits to it!

As for the woman he had just deposited his seed into...

Standing on her tip toes, her legs shaking violently, Cynthia held onto the ornate dresser in front of her for dear life, trying to make sure she didn’t fall as she orgasmed for the who knows how manyth time.

Thankfully, Nathanial was still behind her, his hands digging into her fully ripe peach as he continued filling her up to the brim.

Half a minute later, the King released his grip, unclenched his teeth, and stepped back, pulling his cock out with a faint *plop*.

Immediately after, the Queen collapsed to the floor, gasping for breath as she leaned against the wooden wardrobe, enjoying the cool sensation on her face.

Cynthia was now completely naked, her heels having been kicked off, her babydoll having been tossed away, and her panties having been thrown aside at some point earlier in the night.

The only things adorning her cream-white skin now was a healthy blush, a layer of glistening sweat, and more than a few hickies.

Some of these love-marks were on her neck, some were on her back, some were, some were...

You get the point.

She was exhausted.

He was exhausted.

However...

Turning her head limply, Cynthia saw Nathanial staring at her with the same insatiable hunger he had been looking at her with since she knocked on his door tonight. He was like a ferocious beast that simply couldn’t get enough of the meal which was voluntarily feeding itself to him.

The Third Queen’s eyes then drifted lower, where she took in the sight of her husband’s cock which was still just as hard as it had been since she first stuffed it down her throat.

The only thing that was different now was that it was covered in both of their love juices and twitching even more angrily than before.

It must have been at least a couple hours already, but clearly, he hadn’t had enough yet.

Not that Cynthia could blame him as she too was still feeling aroused.

Struggling to her feet, Cynthia leaned against the wardrobe for a moment before trying to stand up and make her way over, but her legs gave out again.

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Fortunately, Nathanial had moved at the same time and caught her before she fell again.

His arms wrapped around her.

Her arms wrapped around him.

His hot breath brushed against her cheeks.

Her soft breasts pressed against his muscular chest.

Sweat ran down their skin and dripped onto the carpet below, forming a wet stain there together with the sticky, viscous liquid that was leaking from Cynthia’s pussy.

"Haa... haa... haa..." His breathing growing more laboured by the second, Nathanial pressed his wife up against the wardrobe again and took her lips.

Cynthia responded in kind and with equal fervour, throwing her arms around him as her tongue wrestling with his in an all-out battle for supremacy.

The kiss lasted a minute, or maybe 2, but when the pair separated again and saw the look in each other’s eyes, they knew that the night wasn’t about to end just yet!

"Bed?" Nathanial asked.

"Too far," Cynthia shook her head and declared between gasps, "Just... just take me here, Nathan!"

Fire burning in his eyes as he listened to this desperate plea, Nathanial nodded spun his wife around, and pushed her down onto the carpet.

Cynthia didn’t mind the lack of chivalry.

If anything, she was enjoying Nathanial being more aggressive with her tonight.

She wasn’t a masochist, but if Cynthia had to pick how she preferred being fucked, she would definitely lean towards getting pounded rough.

She especially liked it when she was made to beg for more, and tonight, she had certainly done that quite a few times!