Harem System In A fantasy World - Chapter 196: I’ll miss you*

Chapter 196: I’ll miss you*

Meanwhile, Elion was standing at one of Grimholt’s many arrival ports, seeing Celeste off.

He had his arms wrapped around her waist in a tight embrace, holding her close to his chest.

Celeste, meanwhile, had her own arms awkwardly looped around his neck, though she looked far less comfortable about the situation.

Her face was bright red.

To anyone watching, it was quite the scene.

Several people nearby had already turned their heads to stare at the young couple.

“H-hey… people are looking,” Celeste said quickly, squirming slightly in his arms.

“And why should they care?” Elion replied with a carefree smile. “I’m just here to see off my beautiful wife.”

“I know, but…” she tried to protest.

“You’d better get used to this, Celeste,” Elion teased.

Then he leaned closer and smirked.

“Or what? Are you ashamed of your man?”

Celeste grumbled quietly.

“No… I’m not.”

She glanced away before adding in a low voice, “Letting you knock me up already proves that much.”

Her face somehow turned even redder.

“It’s just… why do we have to show affection in public!?” she complained.

Elion laughed softly.

“Because I like seeing my cold ice princess blush like this.”

“Don’t call me that!” she warned immediately, trying to pull away.

But before she could escape, Elion grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her back.

Their lips met suddenly.

The kiss was deep and sudden enough to make Celeste freeze in place. She closed her eyes as she sank into his arms, but they opened wide in shock when she felt Elion’s two large hands grab her small ass cheeks.

“!!!”

She hit his chest with her arm, but he wasn’t letting go.

“Ugh… fucking young couples,” someone nearby muttered under their breath while watching the scene.

Celeste’s blush deepened further as she tried to push Elion away, but he held her there, his fingers digging into her ass, without caring about the surrounding audience.

Only after a long moment did he finally let her go.

Celeste stepped back slightly, breathing heavily as she pressed a hand against her racing heart.

“You shameless bastard!” she complained.

But Elion could clearly see the small, shy smile she was trying to hide.

Celeste turned quickly and stomped toward her mount, which stood waiting a short distance away.

A female steward held the creature’s reins, her face slightly red after witnessing the scene.

The mount itself was quite a sight.

Celeste had explained earlier that it was called a Nightmare.

The creature looked like a shadowy black steed, its body sleek and powerful. Large dark wings spread from its back, and smaller wing-like structures extended from each of its legs.

Every time it exhaled, wisps of shadowy smoke drifted from its nostrils.

“Thank you,” Celeste said politely to the blushing steward as she took the reins.

Elion walked over and helped her climb into the saddle, but not without sexually harassing his beautiful Celeste one more time in the name of helping her climb up.

Of course, she glared at him in warning, and he had no choice but to do it properly. Once she was seated, he gave her thigh a light squeeze before stepping back.

“I’ll see you soon,” he said with a relaxed smile. “And I’ll miss you.”

Celeste blushed again but nodded softly.

“Me too.”

Neither of them didn’t know when exactly she would be back. While her father had said she should return in time for the Hidden world’s opening, who knew how he would react when he found out his daughter was carrying a child?

Elion suspected she might never return at all once they found out, but he was just speculating.

If that did happen, he would storm into the Vampire clan to take his wife and child away. That is, if Lucious didn’t kill him for impregnating his daughter first.

He almost chuckled when he tried to imagine how her father would react. He had never met the men, but he could imagine what he would do if he were the man’s shoes.

Celeste lingered for a moment, looking down at him lovingly.

Then she gently tugged on the reins, guiding the Nightmare toward the takeoff platform.

With a powerful flap of its wings and a roaring neigh, the dark steed launched into the sky, leaving a gust of wind on the platform that made Elion’s uniform flutter.

Black smoke-like trails followed behind it as it soared into the distance.

Elion stood there for a moment, watching until she disappeared into the clouds.

Then he sighed.

He slipped his hands into his pockets and slowly turned away, walking back toward the city.

…

The loud, degenerate sounds of flesh slapping flesh echoed through the master bedroom of Elion Manor.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Elion lay flat on his back on the bed, groaning as he savored the sensation of Ophelia’s mature pussy slamming down onto his cock.

His hands gripped her wide waist tightly, holding on as she rode him in a reverse cowgirl position, her thick ass cheeks bounced with every drop.

“Mmmmm!~’ she moaned now and then, her inner walls fluttering around his long shaft each time she thrust down hard, burying him deep inside her.

Elion felt crushed under the weight of her body every time her ass met his pelvis with a sharp slap; the impact sent jolts through his hips.

“Argh!~ You’re so good at this, Ophelia,” he groaned for the umpteenth time since arriving.

Ophelia glanced over her shoulder, her tongue lolling out, a debauched expression twisting her features.

Tiny pink hearts shimmered in her irises as lust clouded her gaze. “Ohhh! I love your dick so much. The champion’s cock is truly the best. I could ride this all day!~Ohhhh!~Fu@k~.”

She orgasmed right then, her pussy contracting in rhythmic pulses around him, but she didn’t stop.

Instead, she arched her neck, her head snapping back sharply as waves of pleasure ripped through her throbbing cunt.

Her round ass cheeks rippled like waves of water with each powerful swing, the soft flesh jiggling enticingly.

Elion had to admit, Ophelia was an expert. Her fucks were divine. She might not be the tightest among his women; in fact, her cunt was the loosest.

But she compensated with pure skill, grinding her hips in slow circles when she bottomed out, twisting them occasionally to stroke every inch of his length.

The friction built heat in his balls, her juices wetting his shaft as she milked him relentlessly.

“Fuck! ~Cumming!~Nnnng@!~” Elion bucked his hips upward, yanking her waist down to impale her fully.

He activated his golden seed ability, flooding her womb with thick ropes of semen that shimmered like molten gold.

Spurt after spurt erupted from his cock, painting her insides with the gold coloured semen and guaranteeing her pregnancy.

Ophelia moaned deeply, her body quivering from the sensation. “Ohhh! It’s~filling me up~ohhhh!~Yes, Champion!”

They locked in that position, Elion’s hips arched high in a deep thrust as he pumped jet after jet of his golden cum into her.

Her pussy clenched greedily, drawing every drop deeper, her belly warming from the big load. After what felt like forever, Elion finally lowered his hips with a satisfied groan.

But he wasn’t tired at all. Ophelia had done most of the work, and his cock remained rock-hard, throbbing inside her slick heat.

Ophelia reached down, massaging the bulge where his dick pressed against her stomach from within. “You’re as energetic as always, Elion. Your stamina never fails to amaze me.”

She looked back over her shoulder, her eyes smoldering with seduction. “How do you want to take me next? Quick, before that daughter of mine returns from her errands.”

“Or, perhaps… do you want to fuck my asshole next? It’s aching for you, you know, tight and ready to squeeze every inch of you.”

Elion chuckled, his hands sliding up to knead the soft flesh of her ass. “Nah, keep riding me like this, Ophelia. I love watching your ass bounce on my cock. It feels too damn good to switch now.”

He thrust up experimentally, making her gasp as his tip nudged her cervix. She bit her lip, a sultry smile spreading across her face.

“As you wish, my energetic champion.” With that, she picked up her pace once more, slamming her hips down with renewed vigor.

The wet schlick of her pussy devouring his shaft filled the room, her juices coating his balls as she ground against him.

Elion groaned, the heat of her experienced walls massaging him perfectly. Ophelia moaned in harmony, her ass cheeks undulating like a wave.

As Elion watched her thick ass cheeks ripple with every descent. Like stones plunking into a still pond, sending perfect circles of jiggle outward. Elion’s eyes lit up with a wicked idea.

He raised one hand and brought it down sharply on her right cheek, the crack echoing sharply.

Her flesh quivered even more dramatically, the impact sending a fresh ripple across both globes.

“Oh!~” Ophelia gasped, her rhythm faltering for a split second before she redoubled her efforts, pussy clenching around him in response. “Yes… more of that please!” She begged.

Elion started raining down sharp slaps, alternating between her cheeks—slap! slap! slap!—each one making her ass bounce and wobble wildly, the skin heating under his palm.

She moaned louder, her thrusts growing erratic as pleasure spiked through her. “Harder, Elion! Hit my ass harder. Make it sting!”

He obliged without hesitation, swinging his hand with more force, the impacts landing with meaty thwacks that turned her pale skin blooming red, crimson handprints blooming like brands across her cheeks.

“Ahhhh!” Ophelia cried out, her body shuddering as she rode him faster, the pain fueling her lust, making her pussy flutter wildly around his cock.

Just then, the bedroom door creaked open, and Esme stepped in, her face twisted in a wronged look, eyes widening with feigned betrayal.

“Mother! How could you start without me? I’ve been out running errands, thinking of nothing but Champion’s cock, and you hog him all to yourself?”

She complained petulantly, already shrugging off her dress in hurried motions. The fabric pooled at her feet, revealing her lithe, youthful body andpert breasts that heaved with excitement.

Ophelia laughed breathlessly, not missing a beat as she ground down. “Oh, come now, darling, join us! He’s got plenty to go around.”