Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re)-Chapter 159: Nyx’s Care (3)**

Third Person’s POV

"L-Little Ethan—" Her fractured plea dissolved into whimpers as his mouth grew more insistent and each of his pulls at her nipple sent shockwaves through her starved nerves.

Her hips rolled of their own accord as it seemed friction where his unconscious body pressed against her.

Suddenly, his palms gripped her hips with startling force and Nyx’s eternal composure fractured.

"You… presumptuous pup," she breathed fast though the reprimand lacked venom.

His fingers dug into supple flesh and kneaded her plump ass with a boldness that made her pulse roar in her ears.

She felt every bounce and shift of her body through his touch and it seemed like a mirror that reflected all her desires that she didn’t even know existed in her heart and mind.

Nyx could feel her ass jiggling and bouncing in his grasp.

Even though he was unconscious at this moment, Nyx had a shameful feeling as she had never felt like this in her life.

Being in someone else’s control and especially the way he toyed with her ass made her shut her eyes in shame.

Forget about her ass, no one had ever touched her body so closely and with such intimacy.

But right now all her strength and power seemed to be sapped from her.

A high-pitched but short scream escaped her mouth as Ethan suddenly slapped her ass and the sharp sting she felt bloomed into liquid heat that pooled between her thighs.

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Her eyes were hazy when she returned to normalcy in a few seconds.

Through that haze, she could suddenly feel the obscene thickness of his hard dick that didn’t even fit in her palm.

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She instinctively concluded that it far exceeded normal mortal proportions.

"F-forbidden texts…" she suddenly gasped, though her accusation faltered as his teeth grazed her abused nipple.

"You are… nngh… studying depravities—" The rest became a choked moan as he suckled harder and grazing her nipple he bit it with his teeth.

Her whole body shuddered and she pressed his face tightly between her breasts.

He started to grind his hips upward in a rhythm that brushed his swollen dick against her lower belly.

Due to their awkward position and his being unconscious, the thick cock missed its mark and spared her delicate maidenhood.

Instead, it rubbed on the region of her lower belly just below her navel and above her bare pussy.

She could feel his heavy sack of balls occasionally rubbing over her sparse pubic curls and the occasional touches only gave her a tickling feeling.

She was lost in the dreamy and unreal pleasure when she suddenly felt a hot splash on her navel.

Her hands ran over it and feeling the slimy texture she immediately knew what it was.

As for Ethan, he seemed to have gone back to deep sleep after finally finishing his dream marathon.

Currently, he leaned peacefully against her as his breaths gradually calmed down.

Hesitating for a bit, she brought it close to her nose and took a deep sniff.

A fishy smell coursed struck her being but instead of feeling disgusted, she seemed to get addicted to it.

Without any further thought, she brought it to her mouth and licked it slightly.

It was salty and slimy but knowing that she was tasting her little Ethan’s secret essence she licked it clean from her fingers.

Scooping the remaining cum splattered on her waist, she licked them with focus and finally finished it.

No one in the continent including Isha and the little duchess Altheria would ever believe this sight if they saw what was happening in this secret underground bath.

If they could witness that the scary dark dragon that terrorized everyone where ever she went was licking a man’s cum with so much care and devotion, they would have most likely gone half mad and would have definitely refused to believe it.

Nyx cradled Ethan’s limp form against her chest and his head kept lolling against her collarbone as she levitated them both toward the canopied bed in the dim chamber.

A wry laugh escaped her as she remembered something funny.

She had heard mortal ballads romanticizing princesses swept into bridal carries by chivalrous knights and princes in the Dark Star Continent yet here she played the knight to this sleeping princeling.

The irony didn’t escape her nor did the quiet thrill of holding what no one else could claim.

She sank into the mattress as the silk sheets wrapped against her cool bare skin. She didn’t bother with any nightgown of any sort nor did she arrange one for her princeling.

Let the world burn its propriety, tonight I and Ethan need warmth more than decorum.

With this thought, Nyx wound her legs around his hips and pulled his bare form closer to her naked body.

His body responded instinctively and his soft penis started hardening rapidly once more. It again lit that traitorous heat between them.

She claimed his parted lips in a searing kiss as her teeth nipped his lower lip before she buried his face in the comfort of her large comfy breasts.

To Nyx, Ethan’s face seemed like a living pillow that muffled her pounding heartbeat.

Peace settled over her as his steady breathing fogged her skin.

For the first time since the events of the last week, the tension and worry accumulated in her heart and mind melted away as she felt him safe in her arms.

A sharp and urgent memory flickered in her mind suddenly.

She jerked upright as the quilt dropped from her body and her full tits were revealed in full glory.

She gently touched the black dragon ring on her finger.

The obsidian ring had an intricately coiled Abyss Night Dragon sculpted into it that radiated an aura of regal nobility rather than menace.

The ring was not just a symbol of her heritage but also a legendary grade-five spatial artifact and an item of immense rarity.

Its craftsmanship was so intricate and impeccable that the dragon etched upon it seemed almost alive.