Chapter 664: Definitely Hadn’t Done That (R18)

Looking down at his wife, her ass sticking up towards him, her face lying flat on the floor, any man would have felt a primal sense of conquest and new energy surge through their veins.

Not wasting any time, Nathanial knelt down between Cynthia’s half-spread legs, gathered his strength, readied his weapon, and charged once more unto the breach!

*PAH!!~~*

"AAAHHNGG!!!~~~"

Cynthia didn’t just moan, she screamed as she felt the thick battering ram break through her gates again.

Taking advantage of his much greater height, Nathanial withdrew his dick right to its tip before slamming down again, drawing another raw cry from his wife as her face pushed into the thick wool of the carpet.

From there, the king really picked up the pace.

Leaning down until he was literally pressing his back against hers, Nathanial snaked his arms around his wife’s body and began squeezing, kneading, and pinching her rich, heavy peaks.

At the same time, he kissed her neck, licked her back and brutally pounded her from behind again and again.

*Pah!~ Pah!~ Pah!~*

"Aah!~ Ahn~ Nathan!~ Harder!~"

Obliging the request, Nathanial, grabbed both of Cynthia’s wrists and yanked her up as he too rose up on his knees, his hips never once stopping.

Her back bent like a bow, breasts heaving each time her husband’s cock thrust into her pussy, Cynthia Morgan whipped her head to the side, causing her wet silver hair to fly out.

Half-facing Nathanial, her tongue hanging out and her eyes glazed over, Cynthia begged, "Kish... Kiishh meh!~"

*Mhmmm!~~*

Like newlyweds on their first night, the pair engaged in another intense love-making session filled with cries of passion, declarations of love, and pleadings for more...

Or at least, that’s what most likely would have happened if the door to the king’s bedroom wasn’t suddenly thrown open.

.....

When the first amorous moans reached her ears that night, Marianne had admittedly been a bit surprised.

Even if Nathanial had gotten too caught up in the mood and forgotten to activate his room’s Privacy Array, the walls of the palace were thick and made from high-quality materials that were excellent at dampening sound, so unless Cynthia had really been screaming her lungs out, she shouldn’t have been able to hear anything.

Still, thinking it was New Years and her dear hubby had been quite stressed out lately thanks to certain stubborn nobles in the Southern Province, Marianne did her best to ignore all this by covering her ears with her pillow and trying to get back to sleep.

Unfortunately, the offending pair didn’t seem to have same sense of courtesy as the First Queen did.

10 minutes later...

"Nathan!~~ Heavens, Nathan, fuck me!!~~"

30 minutes...

"Fuck, Thia!~~ You’re going to suck me dry!!~"

1 hour...

"Don’t stop don’t stop don’t stooop!!!"

2 hours...

"Gahhh!~ Cumming, cumming!!~~"

3 hours...

"RAaaRRrR!!~~~"

"AaaAhHhnnNnG!!!~~~"

"That’s IT!" Unable to stand it anymore, First Queen Marianne Campbell leapt out of bed and stormed over to the other side of the hall, grumbling the whole time about needing to install a Privacy Array in her room as well.

Kicking open the grand double doors of the King’s bedchamber, her intention was to curse out her husband and third sister for making her so horn...

For being so obnoxiously loud, making it impossible for her to get any sleep!

Yes...

Sleep...

In any case, the point was that they were being highly inconsiderate!

Besides, what the hell were they even doing?

Marianne’s primary objective here was to activate the Privacy Array, but she was also quite curious about just what had gotten into Nathanial and Cynthia tonight.

It wasn’t impossible for two cultivators of their level to go at it for a couple hours, but that rarely happened as, after 5 or 6 rounds, exhaustion tended to set in.

On top of that, while they were by no means pure and na?ve in the ways of lovemaking, Marianne wouldn’t describe her life partners as sex fiends either.

What, then, had gotten into her husband and marital sister that caused them to fuck non-stop for more than twice as long as normal?

Marianne thought she would need to perform a thorough inspection or interrogation in order to answer this question, but upon seeing the state of her hubby’s room, it actually wasn’t that hard for her to figure out.

Sheets thrown everywhere, curtains pulled down from the windows, Spirit Lamps knocked over, tables cleared off, chairs overturned, carpet bunched up...

It was like a storm had blown through and wrecked everything in its path.

However, that wasn’t what caught the First Queen’s attention.

While her third sister was currently buck-naked, kneeling on the floor with her back bent like a bow, getting railed from behind by their husband, Marianne was certain Cynthia hadn’t started the night in such a state of undress.

A few hours ago, Marianne was certain her youngest sister had been wearing not just the blue babydoll and panty set that was currently lying next to the semi-ruined bed, but that Cynthia had even gone so far as to slip on the matching pair of high heels, just like the additional suggestions in the packaging from [Lust] had said to do.

Not that Marianne had ever opened that forbidden box she swore with her sisters to never touch or speak of again, taken out her own set of black lingerie which consisted of a tight corset-top and string-tied panties, worn the stunningly sexy outfit, then admired herself in the mirror for a minute before blushing furiously and trying to take everything off...

She certainly hadn’t found that set of additional suggestions right after, gotten curious again, put on some red lipstick, slipped on her own high heels, worn her crown and a pair of long black gloves, then struck several suggestive poses while imagining what her husband’s reaction would be to seeing her like that...

(Illustrations on Discord)

No no no, she definitely, definitely hadn’t done any of that... but if she had done that...

Yeeeah, I can understand why they’re both so excited tonight, Marianne concluded before, under a pair of slightly confused gazes, she walked over to a certain panel on the nearby wall, placed her hand on it, and injected a small amount of her Spirit Qi to turn on the Privacy Array.

Done what she needed to do, Marianne dusted off her hands and turned to leave.

"Big Sis~ Haa~... You wann-ngh~... Wanna join us, haa... haa...?" Cynthia called out suddenly between a few indistinct moans, her voice sounding quite a bit breathier than normal.

Glancing back over her shoulder, seeing how messed up her third sister was and how hungrily her husband was eyeing her, Marianne seriously considered the offer for a second before flashing a fierce, confident grin, "Nah, I’ll have my turn with my own special armour soon enough. We’ll see who lasts longer when that time comes."

Who she was challenging at that moment, her husband or her sister, wasn’t clear, but one thing was certain, the new year was off to a fantastic start for Nathanial Rockwell!