“Do you hear anything?” Celestia asked as her ears were plastered against the grand door of the Empress’s chamber.
“Nah…” Aqualina shook her head, her own ear glued to the wall beside the door, straining to catch even the faintest whisper. Not even a sigh leaked out from within.
The silence was thick, yet suspicious.
Of course, that was how the room was built.
How an Empress’s room was supposed to be!
What were they even expecting to hear?
Aqualina sighed, “It’s been almost half a day…” she muttered in a worried tone. She had already searched every hallway, garden, and private spot around the palace, but Aether and her mother were nowhere to be found… except possibly here.
Celestia hummed softly, “Should we enter it?” she asked, her voice low and tinged with a teasing curiosity.
Aqualina bit her lip hard. Of course she wanted to—her heart ached with worry—but if they were in the middle of… that… and she just barged in?
That would be beyond awkward.
She could already imagine it—the heat, the smell, the sight of them tangled together…
She didn’t want to make it any harder—for them or herself.
Celestia let out a soft sigh, “It’s either we enter or just wait for them to come out then,” she said with a light shrug.
Aqualina bit her lip again… As much as she hated admitting it, she knew waiting was the better choice. And she also knew deep down, Aether wouldn’t hurt her mother.
‘Maybe they’ll finish tonight?’ she thought, her face twitching with a mix of jealousy and frustration. She clenched her fists, bit her lower lip again, and held back her annoyed expression.
Nodding silently, they both stepped away from the door.
But Aqualina couldn’t help but give it one more lingering glance before turning.
Meanwhile, inside the grand, sealed chamber…
“~aahhhhh~aaahh~aaahhh~aaaahhhhh~mmmAeettthhheerr~”
Sandra’s cry shattered the room’s silence like a delicate crystal ringing with pleasure. Her voice echoed off the velvet walls as her back arched, her soft, thick thighs trembling. Her pussy, wet and stretched, was being pounded without mercy, a creamy ring forming around Aether’s thick cock every time he slammed in deep.
Her body lay sideways on the bed, one leg lifted high and hooked over his arm, while her back pressed firmly against his broad chest. His chest was slick with sweat, the scent of sex and Sandra’s sweet, milky body clinging to the air like a perfume of lust.
Aether groaned low in his throat, his voice rumbling like thunder in her ear as his cock pistoned in and out of her soaked pussy. The sound of wet flesh colliding, the relentless squelch, squelch of her pussy being fucked raw and deep, filled the air, accompanied by Sandra’s broken moans.
It was too much for him!
One of his hands gripped her thick thigh, spreading her wide, while the other was buried in her breasts—squeezing, fondling, pinching her nipple until it stood hard and red, swollen from his attention.
“~nnff~mmaa~”
His fingers curled around her boob possessively, loving how it filled his palm, heavy and soft, bouncing slightly every time he thrust into her.
He leaned down, lips grazing her neck, his tongue tasting the salt of her flushed skin before biting—hard. He marked her over and over again, leaving deep purple bruises, claiming every inch of her as his.
~aahh~ymm~ess…~aaahh~aetherrrr”
Sandra moaned without restraint, her tongue hanging out as her head tilted back onto his shoulder. Her face was a mess—drool dripping down her chin, her eyes rolled back, her lips parted in lust-drunk delirium.
Her brain could no longer hold rational thought… All that filled her mind was cock, pleasure, heat, his scent, his voice.
Her pussy clenched and throbbed around him, milking his cock each time it pulled out, her juices dripping down his balls and pooling beneath them. Her breasts jiggled with every stroke, nipples red and swollen, aching for his mouth.
This was the real reason she wanted to dominate—not be dominated. When she heard Aqualina’s voice last night… she more or less guessed Aether would ravage her if she let him, and if that were to happen, her face (whatever expression she was making) would definitely not be the one she usually showed him.
She never wanted him to find out and yet…
Here she was, moaning, her body drowning in waves of pleasure that felt like she was reaching Heaven!
Her rational thoughts were already gone, her mind clouded with nothing but pleasure… nothing else!
She didn’t care for the Empress’s elegance or whatever kind of image she tried to maintain before… but now… all she wanted was his love~
Her hands reached back, clutching the back of his head, pulling him closer as she whimpered, “Kiss me… Ahh~, Aether… again~”
“Of course~” he whispered into her ear, voice dark and seductive.
He tilted her head to the side, then devoured her lips, his tongue plunging into her mouth with a hunger that matched his thrusts. Their kiss was messy—needy. Their tongues danced, wet and desperate, saliva coating their lips and dripping down Sandra’s chin.
Her pussy was sucking him in, tight and greedy, like it didn’t want to let him go. Her inner walls fluttered every time he ground his cock deep into her, tip nudging her womb with each brutal thrust.
As they kissed, he suddenly shifted, breaking their liplock and grabbing her waist. With a growl, he flipped her onto his chest, made her lie on his body, as he left his knees on the bed and,
“See how my cock fucks your pussy~” he whispered with a wicked tone as he moved her hips, grinning deep into her.
“~Ahh~ahh~mm~aannoo~mmm~”
Sandra’s lips trembled, eyes half-lidded, glazed with lust and exhaustion. Her cheeks were flushed a deeper shade of red as her gaze locked on the place where her pussy was being spread open, again and again, by his thick cock.
She watched it disappear into her, wet and glistening, with each hungry thrust. Her folds clung desperately to him, stretching to take him, trembling from the relentless pounding.
“Kisss mee~” she whispered in a breathless, longing tone, her voice quivering with need.
Aether chuckled softly, his voice dark and low. She loved kissing—he’d learned that well during their half-day of nonstop sex. Every time he kissed her, she melted. Every time their lips met, her body welcomed him even deeper.
“~mm~”
He took her lips again, capturing her moan as he pushed himself in to the hilt. Her pussy clamped tightly around him as he fucked her in mid-air, her body trembling, their legs shaking beneath the force of it.
“~mmmmfffffffffffff~” Sandra moaned into his mouth, the sound muffled and wet as she squirted again.
Her pussy sprayed like a fountain, gushing pleasure, and at the same time, Aether groaned deeply as he spilled his thick, hot cum inside her womb, stuffing her so full it began leaking immediately, warm and heavy.
Crack…
“~ah~”
“~ah~”
Their bodies gave out. Aether’s muscles twitched as he collapsed backwards onto the bed, dragging Sandra with him. Her legs gave up at the same time, folding over his body as they both panted like animals after a savage rut.
Sandra gasped softly, her chest rising and falling quickly, her skin glowing with sweat. Aether gently kissed her nape, his lips brushing her damp skin. His cock still twitched inside her heat, his cum trapped inside her tight walls, slowly beginning to spill around his shaft.
“Y~You…” Sandra tried to speak, but her voice came out broken and shaky. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and disbelief.
Her body had been used for hours, fucked and licked and sucked in ways she never imagined… She had lost count of how many times she came.
Was this monster even human?
How was he still hard? How did he keep going for this long? Did he not tire?
She wanted to scold him. Scream at him for being greedy.
And yet…
A small, soft part of her secretly loved it.
But she wasn’t going to admit that… No way.
“~ah~” she moaned again suddenly, her voice high and sharp as she felt his fingers lazily pinch one of her nipples, rolling it between his fingers.
“C-Come on, stop, idiot,” she muttered, half-heartedly trying to bat his hand away as she shifted. Her pussy squeezed around his cock as she moved, dragging it inside her wet folds, and immediately a stream of cum spilled out, trailing between their legs, thick and warm.
She slowly turned to face him, her eyes half-glared, half-melting. His cock was still nestled inside her, but her focus drifted to his stupid, satisfied smile.
“What?” she asked, chest heaving as her hair clung to her cheeks and neck.
“You’re so beautiful~” Aether whispered as he reached down and gave her ass a playful squeeze, making her twitch.
“…” Sandra narrowed her eyes at him, clearly not impressed. “You already got what you wanted. Why flatter me now?” she asked, raising a brow.
Aether grinned, “Even if I got my darling… I’ll keep seducing her. Always~”
His eyes glinted with mischief as his fingers traced her waist slowly, and he added in a teasing whisper, “I love seducing my Empress… even if we’re married.”
Sandra stared at him blankly for a moment, lips twitching, and for a split second—just a flicker—Aether saw it. A blush bloomed faintly on her cheeks, and just as fast, she tried to hide it.
“Tsk, you’re clearly good with words…” she muttered in a reluctant, flustered tone, as if she didn’t know what to do with all the flattery.
Aether’s lips curved slightly, ‘This tsundere Empress…’
His hand slid lower again, his fingers brushing along the sweaty crack of her butt when—
“W-Wait! Let me at least drink some water… okay?” she said in a panicked, hurried voice, quickly pulling herself off him. As she moved, his cock slipped free from her dripping pussy with a wet pop, followed by a slow, steady flow of creamy nectar sliding down her inner thighs.
Sandra stood from the bed, her legs still shaky, but she walked naked across the room to a small tea table.
The room was dimly lit, like evening light, her body glowing in the soft light—sweat-slicked skin, heavy breasts swinging slightly with each step, the curve of her waist, the plumpness of her ass.
Aether sat up, his eyes glued to her as she picked up a silver jug of water and began drinking greedily.
He watched the droplets slip down her lips, trailing along her chin, gliding down her throat, onto her boobs, between her cleavage, and lower still… trickling down to her belly, and even lower to where her thighs trembled, her pussy still leaking his cum.
Twitch.
His cock twitched again, standing proud, still hard.
Aether stared at himself in disbelief.
‘Am I really this horny?’ he wondered, rubbing the back of his neck.
This was their first time. He should take it easy on her. Her body must be sore, her voice hoarse, her nipples swollen, her pussy a sensitive mess… and yet, he still wanted more.
“Give me some too,” Aether muttered, licking his lips as he rolled to the edge of the bed, sitting, watching her with a hungry gaze.
Sandra turned her head, still drinking, and her eyes dropped to his cock. It was still hard. Still thick.
Still proud?
Her own pussy twitched in response, her body remembering how full it felt just moments ago.
She gritted her teeth. ‘Bastard… how much does he want?’
But inside, she couldn’t help but smile. Her body was sore, raw, filled—and yet it wanted more.
As she lowered the cup and slowly turned around, a spark of heat lit in her eyes. Her lips curled into a slow, knowing smile.
A sly idea entered her mind, one so wicked it made her giggle softly.