Akashic Records of the Bastard Child Engaged to a Goddess-Chapter 269 It’s a sweet reunion? (R-18+)

Prelude to White Labyrinth Exploration Arc.

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(POV: Lumiere)

Soon after, Serena delicately unbuttoned my black and gold dress shirt.

Her fingers brushed against my skin, it reminded me of all the wild fun we had.

Before I could begin recounting the trials of my teaching experience, Serena's face drew impossibly close to mine.

The proximity between us, our breaths mingling, it was great but nothing new.

"Really?" she breathed. "Tell me more."

I let out a shaky breath, my mind momentarily clouded by the intoxicating closeness of Serena.

Her scent was always captivating. Like my own personal aphrodisiac.

"The students," I managed to say. "They made my first day particularly challenging. It felt like I was constantly battling to gain their respect."

Then again, they were idiots...

There was no use trying to gain their respect, they needed to gain mine more.

Serena's eyes sparkled with amusement, her gaze never left mine.

"But I trust you managed to find a way to rein them in," she teased, a gentle smirk playing on her lips. "After all, if you're able to control an entire domain like the Silva Citadel, then it shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

I nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of my mouth.

"Yeah, I did find a way," I confirmed, somewhat proud when I spoke. "It took a little cursed summoning to get them all focused in class."

"A what?"

"Nothing..."

It'd be better if she didn't know.

For some reason I felt like if she or Lucilia knew, I'd get a hard lecture from them both.

Isadora, Fasit and Stellaria would definitely have fun watching me scare them.

Serena's fingers continued their light exploration of my chest, a soft gasp escaped my lips. Her touch was both tender and hot, igniting a fire within me that was ready get me up. She pressed her head against my chest, the warmth of her breath against my skin sending waves of desire coursing through me.

It's been a while since I last took her from the back.

To be precise, eleven days. 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝑚

Suddenly, she pushed me back onto the bed, her movements graceful and purposeful. I surrendered to her guidance, my back sinking into the softness of the mattress.

"I really did miss you... My lord~"

That was the sexiest delay I'd ever heard, her voice sounded normal and moments after the "you" came a throaty moan just before she completed her sentence.

"I know..." I told her.

Serena lowered herself over me, her lips tracing a path of blazing kisses along my chest.

This moderately paced yet delicate action gradually heated my body.

It made the intensity of the room much more erotic.

Tongue brushing against my skin, Serena's touch awakened every nerve in my body. Her movements were a sweet torment, sending waves of pleasure cascading through me. I clutched her waist, my hands slipping beneath the fabric of her dress shirt, yearning to feel her warmth against my skin.

I gently rubbed Serena's back, feeling the tension melt away under my touch.

Her sharp intake of breath was like music to my ears, filling the room with a heady anticipation.

Unable to resist any longer, I pressed my mouth against hers, my tongue boldly seeking entrance.

As our tongues danced in a passionate tango, the taste of her on my lips consumed me.

"Hhhhmmmmmnnnnn~~ ahnnn~~"

Those were the sounds she ejected from her strugglesome moans.

My hands, guided by pure lust, traced a torturous path down Serena's body.

"Eee.... Eeee.... Eeee~~" she uttered.

The pleasure was obviously overwhelming.

With deliberate slowness, I caressed her, feeling her soft curves respond to my touch.

Cupping her bare ass, barely concealed by the damp strip of panties, sent a surge of heat through me.

Serena always got so wet so fast it always excited me.

It was like she already simulated our sex in bed together and then her pussy was ready to go.

I enjoyed the feel of the plumpness and softness of her buttocks.

With every squeeze and knead of her buttocks, Serena's body arched and twisted in a sharp response to my sensual touch.

Her moans blasted through the walls, mingling with my own groans of delight.

The sensation of her flesh beneath my hands was a reminder of the experience that came with dicking her tenderized and satisfyingly smooth ass.

My senses were set ablaze as Serena's hand left my chest, embarking on a sensuous journey down my abdomen.

I trembled and my breath coming in shallow gasps as her hand ventured lower.

And then, she found it - my pulsating cock.

Her touch, firm and yet gentle, caused my body to quiver with desire.

She looked up at me, surprise and hunger rumbling in her blue eyes.

"Why's it so hot and sticky?" she asked.

I shuddered with need, desperately craving the release of pleasure that only Serena could provide.

"I've been walking around all day," I replied hoarsely. "But if you prefer, I could take a shower first..."

I'd just pour some cold water and I'd be good to go.

Serena's grip tightened around my cock.

"Uuuuuhhh..." I uttered via a groan.

The groan was intentional, a means to shoot out some of the intense pleasure welling up inside me.

Leaning in to whisper against my ear, she breathed, "Don't worry, I like it this way. It feels less clean, more raw."

Her words sent a jolt of electricity straight to my core.

To be sincere, Serena was as nasty as they got in bed.

I've said this before but each time I believed I've said it enough, she'd come with something new that'd be enough to shock me, and this was no different.

As our sexy business continued, Serena's touch on my cock became even more intense. With a tight grip that seemed to shake me to my core, she skillfully manipulated my throbbing cock, causing it to vibrate and spasm with pleasure. Each deliberate movement of her thumb sent waves of ecstasy coursing through my body.

Soon, she focused her attention on the sensitive cap of my cock.

There, her thumb made a faint contact with the continually expanding cap and my sweet struggle increased exponentially.

She used this thumb of hers, mixed with the sweaty texture of my cock to massage the cap in a circular manner.

The thumb - a masseuse, and the sweat - the oil for lubrication.

Continually, the thumb went, not relenting as it pressed my cap even more and massaged, tracing the top of my cock in a circular motion.

"D... Do you like that~" Serena's voice obstructed by her moan, after all, the ass massage she was receiving was far from medioc— ahh~ "Do you like it~~?"

Her sweet cock massage continued.

My own desire continued to grow with each passing moment, and I knew I couldn't simply be a passive participant.

With Serena still straddling me, I let my right hand trail down the curve of her spine, the heat of her body searing through my fingertips.

Gliding down the valley between her meaty butt cheeks, my middle finger found its way to the damp strip of panties that concealed her pussy.

With a bold and confident touch, my finger gently rubbed against the fabric, teasing her with just the right amount of pressure. The slightly rough and crusty feel of the panties against her pussy was sure to make her body quake with pleasure.

The effect was immediate - Serena's legs trembled, her body responding to my every caress.

"Aahhhnnnnnn~~ My lord is rubbing me... So... Ahnnnn~~!"

But in the midst of her own pleasure, she didn't forget to reciprocate.

Each time she felt her own sensations building, she directed her focus back to my aching cock, squeezing it tightly in her grip.

Meanwhile, I continued to explore the surface of Serena's pussy, my finger now coated with her sticky juice.

I rubbed her pussy in an upward motion, each stroke eliciting a whimper of delight.

Five times, I felt the wetness grow, the lust building like a storm ready to break.

And on the seventh stroke, as my finger made contact with the most sensitive spot of her pussy - the lower right section - Serena's grip on me released in an instant.

"AHHNNNNNN~~! NYYYESSSSSS~~!"

Her back arched, pressing her breasts against my bare chest and her hardened nipple burrowing into my chest, her tongue unconsciously stuck out. Her eyes twisted upwards, giving me a glance that was both innocent and deeply primal, manifesting in a captivating ahegao expression.

The sight of her surrender to pleasure filled me with a newfound hunger.