Chapter 161: A Dream Come True 18+
What more could any man truly desire? Power? Strength? A legacy to carry his name into eternity?
Yet, there was one craving that stood above the rest: the sight of impossibly beautiful women kneeling in perfect submission, ready to serve your every whim.
Max was no exception. He had been given this gift, and he intended to test its limits to the fullest.
He began with Saelunith.
His tongue pushed past her lips without warning, claiming her mouth in a deep, devouring kiss. She barely had time to gasp before their tongues met, sliding hot and wet against each other in a slow, hungry dance.
The taste of her was intoxicating. Sweet like wild nectar, tinged with something ancient and floral. Max groaned into her mouth as he kissed her harder, deeper, swallowing every soft sound she made while his fingers continued their relentless rhythm between her thighs.
Saelunith knew he was not her lover. She knew it with perfect clarity. And yet she wanted him. Wanted him with a desperation that made her entire body tremble. In this moment, he was her master, the one she would belong to for all eternity. She no longer cared what he did to her body.
She craved it. She craved the touch she had been denied for countless ages, the raw, possessive claiming her previous existence had never offered. Max felt like everything she had been waiting for without ever knowing it.
A broken moan escaped her as his fingers curled inside her, stroking that sensitive spot with deliberate pressure. Her hips jerked forward on their own, grinding down onto his hand while her slick walls fluttered and clenched greedily around him. The wet, rhythmic sounds of his fingers moving inside her filled the space between them, obscene and beautiful.
"M-Master..." she whimpered against his lips, voice trembling and breathless. Her arms tightened around his neck as if she feared he might pull away. Her back arched, pressing her full breasts harder into his chest, the living vines that barely covered her parting willingly beneath his touch.
Max’s thumb circled her swollen clit with firm, steady strokes while his fingers pumped deeper, faster. Every thrust drew another helpless sound from her throat. It drew the soft, sweet cries that grew louder the closer she came to the edge. Her thighs shook around his hips. Her inner walls squeezed rhythmically around his fingers, dripping with arousal that coated his hand and soaked into the fabric of his pants.
She was ancient. Eternal. And yet beneath his hands she felt fragile, trembling like a girl on the verge of becoming something new. Something his.
Max broke the kiss just long enough to growl against her swollen lips, his voice rough with lust.
"That’s it... let me feel how badly you need this."
Then he claimed her mouth again, tongue thrusting deep as his fingers drove her closer and closer to release, while the hundred thousand spirits waiting outside the citadel listened to every desperate moan that spilled from their sister’s lips.
No other spirit dared to move, though their desires had grown nearly unbearable. A strange, invisible thread now connected them all. They could not feel Saelunith’s pleasure directly, yet they could almost taste it, almost imagine how perfectly stretched and filled she must feel with their master’s fingers buried deep inside her.
Their hips trembled with restless need. Thighs pressed tightly together beneath the living foliage that barely covered them. Still, not one of them dared to rise without permission. They would not defy their new sovereign.
Max’s gaze swept over the kneeling circle until it settled on the spirit kneeling at the very front. Her golden hair shimmered like captured sunlight as she lifted her head the moment he pointed at her.
"You," he said, voice low and commanding. "Come here."
She rose at once, graceful and eager, and hurried forward to take the hand he extended. The moment her fingers touched his, a visible shiver ran through her entire body.
"Good girl," Max murmured. "Kneel before me."
"Yes, Master."
She sank gracefully to her knees between his spread thighs. Her bright blue eyes flicked upward, drinking in the sight of Saelunith straddling him, her soaked pussy still clenching around Max’s fingers while her juices darkened the front of his pants. The golden-haired spirit’s lips parted. Her breath quickened.
"Pull off my pants for me."
"Yes, Master."
Her hands trembled as she reached for his waistband. She tugged the fabric down, and his cock sprang free, thick and heavy, the head already glistening with precum. Her eyes widened. A soft, involuntary sound escaped her throat as she stared at the rigid length. Her mouth watered.
Though she was a spirit who had never known mortal lust before this night, Max’s influence had awakened something deep and aching inside her. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to feel that thick heat stretching her own body.
Max allowed her only a moment to look.
"Thank you. Back in line."
She obeyed at once, though her reluctance was plain in the way her gaze lingered on his cock until the very last second. Jealousy and raw desire warred in her chest as she returned to her place among the others. She had been so close. Now she could only watch as their master prepared to claim the first of them.
Saelunith trembled in his arms the moment she felt the change. The blunt, velvet-smooth head of his cock replaced his fingers, pressing hot and insistent against her slick folds. It felt impossibly thick, both soft and unyieldingly hard at once. A wet trail of his precum smeared across her sensitive skin as he dragged the head slowly along her slit, coating her thoroughly.
"Master... what are you doing?" she whispered, voice shaking. Her hips gave a tiny, involuntary roll, as if her body already knew what it craved even if her mind struggled to comprehend it.
Max’s hand slid to her waist, holding her steady. His other hand guided his cock, rubbing the swollen head in slow, deliberate circles over her clit before sliding it lower, nestling it right at her entrance.
"Today," he said, his voice rough with restrained hunger, "I will show you the world I come from. I will make you forget that anyone else ever existed before me. This cock is going to become your salvation, my Saelunith. And you are going to take every inch of it while they all watch."
He pressed upward, the thick head beginning to part her tight, virgin heat. Saelunith’s breath caught in a sharp, trembling gasp as the first inch pushed inside her.
