Chapter 406: Reunion with Faelith (02)

Ethan’s fingers clenched tightly in Faelith’s golden hair.

Her eyes met his at that very moment, wide with surprise, as she felt the pressure in her mouth increase and his member throb thickly against her tongue.

She didn’t pull back. On the contrary. She relaxed her jaw and sank even further, her lips reaching almost to the base, her nose brushing against his skin.

Her throat bulged around the girth, and a fresh string of saliva spilled from the corner of her mouth.

That tight elven throat was already prepared to receive every drop of her master’s delicious human semen.

Faelith pulled back slowly, letting Ethan’s enormous human cock slide out of her mouth inch by inch.

As her lips slid off, they left behind an obscene, glistening coat of saliva over the entire shaft. Thick, sticky strands still connected her to it, stretching from her chin, her lips, and even the tip of her nose.

Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes, smearing her makeup into dark smudges down her pale cheeks.

She kept only the thick, red tip clamped between her lips, sealing them tight around it, ready to feed on that massive cock like a good, obedient little elf.

Her tongue circled the swollen head slowly, teasing the slit, feeling every vein pulse against the roof of her mouth.

Then she felt it. The shaft swelled and throbbed hard against her lips, once, twice, and finally burst.

A thick, long rope of hot, viscous semen shot straight into her mouth, splashing against the back of her throat.

With the second spurt, her cheeks puffed out like balloons, with no room left for anything else. Semen leaked past the seal of her lips, running down her chin in thick strands before dropping onto her huge tits.

Hot white splashes landed on the soft, pale mounds and slid slowly down her milky skin, pooling in the deep valley between them.

"Gulp"

At that moment, all she could do was swallow. Her slender throat bulged and moved up and down as the first heavy mouthful of cum sank toward her stomach.

"Gulp~ gulp~ gulp~ gulp~"

She kept swallowing, gulp after gulp, bobbing her head slightly as she sucked on that human cock, milking every drop and savoring its thick, salty taste with each swallow.

Ethan smiled, one hand resting firmly on the back of her neck, keeping her mouth exactly where he wanted it.

He could feel the elf’s huge, pale breasts pressed against his knees, the soft flesh molding around them, quivering slightly with every swallow that ran down her throat.

Finally, after taking in an amount of cum that seemed far too much to have fit inside Ethan’s balls, Faelith let the last mouthful slide down her throat.

The elven beauty’s lips parted with a single wet pop, and she let the cock slip from her mouth, still glistening with saliva and traces of cum.

She didn’t pull back. She kept her face right there, nuzzling against that enormous fat cock, feeling its heat against her flushed cheek as it smeared her skin.

Her hands clasped the base of his penis for a moment, squeezing tightly as she smiled.

"nghnnn~~ L-Lord Ethan... thank you for gracing this tight little elven throat with your delicious human semen~" she said, her mature, lewd voice coming out slightly hoarse, her cheeks burning red.

It was a little, well, too depraved for her taste. But Faelith was a smart woman.

She had learned very quickly that Ethan liked that sort of thing, and as the ruler of Greenleaf, she had to do what was best for her city.

More love from Ethan meant more opportunities to secure resources for her people.

That was something she’d learned from his own wives.

The only thing greater than Ethan’s desire to build a great empire was the love he had for his wives.

Besides, she had already grown fond of him, and of his love. So she had everything to gain.

The elven beauty’s small, pink tongue slipped from between her lips as she tilted her face.

She pressed the tip of her tongue against the base of Ethan’s cock.

The shaft spanned her entire face, from her chin to her forehead, resting against the elf’s pale, creamy skin and leaving a warm, wet trail wherever it touched.

It was hot and heavy.

She moved her head slowly upward, her tongue gliding along the entire length, feeling every thick vein pass beneath it until she reached the tip, where she planted a soft, lingering kiss.

Finally, she stood up, slightly flushed, her legs still a little wobbly beneath her. Her heavy breasts swayed with the motion, settling with a slow, weighty bounce.

Her dress had slipped down to her hips, and the fabric of her skirt, now hiked up, could no longer cover that voluptuous, full elven ass.

Ethan gave one of her buttocks a firm slap.

*Plap*

"ah~"

The plump, pale flesh flattened around his palm with a sharp smack, and a heavy tremor rolled across her entire butt, rippling into the other cheek.

The struck cheek swayed slowly before settling back into place, a pink handprint blooming on the creamy skin.

Smiling, he pulled her onto his lap.

His semi-erect cock found its nest between the plump cheeks of her ass, sinking into that warm, soft cleft as the flesh closed around it, while his hands gripped her delicate, slender elven waist.

"Hmm~...your conquest is complete, my Lord... what do you desire now—more conquest?" Faelith asked with a soft smile, grinding lightly against him, her soft cheeks squeezing around his shaft. "Your borders already reach the western plains."

"I know... I don’t want to draw the attention of the powers of the western plains just yet." Ethan ran a hand absently over her flat stomach, his fingers tracing the smooth, warm skin. "So I’ll just focus on stabilizing the current Goldenveil... we still have a lot of uncontrolled territory."

Faelith nodded, a pensive expression spreading across her face as she let herself sink into Ethan’s embrace.