Chapter 94: The Maiden in Wait (R-18)

The teleportation magic worked perfectly as we reached back home to the Obsidian Bungalow.

"We are home."

As soon as we landed on the ground, Anise hooked her arms through Nyssa and Kaelith’s hand.

She dragged them towards the luxurious bathhous.

Rolf stretched his massive, silver-furred arms.

"I am going to raid the kitchen, Boss. That Labyrinth dive hollowed out my stomach."

"Go ahead," I told my First Knight, rolling my mechanical shoulder.

"Get some rest. You earned it."

As Rolf bounded off toward the kitchens, the familiar, golden interface of the System suddenly materialized in my vision with a soft chime.

DING!

[Domination Quest Issued: Please the Maiden in Wait]

[Objective: Lady Elara Hardsteel has been yearning for your presence since your departure. She is inexperienced and overwhelmed by her feelings. Relieve her pent-up frustration, guide her innocence, and claim her fully.]

[Reward: +1000 LP, +5 Charm]

’Perfect timing! The girls are on their way for some Girl’s talk, I needed something to let off my steam. Elara must be missing me.’

I remembered our sweet time we had in the Library. I wanted to seal the deal. I wanted to make her mine.

’I don’t know if it’s a primal instinct of being a Goblin, but I get possessive when I think of my girls.’

I used the [Phantom Tread] skill. The proficiency was strong enough that I was able to hide from beings 10 Levels above me.

Whoosh!

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The sun had just set over the capital, casting the Royal Palace in a warm, amber glow.

I easily bypassed the outer clockwork sentinels. My agility was fast enough that it was child’s play for me to get passed unnoticed.

At last, I reached the room where Elara had stayed.

The heavy oak door was slightly opened.

’Let’s surprise My lady a little. A little mischief won’t take my head, right?’

I stepped silently into the room.

’Oh ho, What do we have here?!’

Elara was lying on her massive, silk-draped bed. She was wearing a sheer, incredibly thin white nightgown that had ridden all the way up to her waist.

Her copper hair was splayed wildly across the pillows, her amber eyes half-closed in a haze of innocent, overwhelming lust.

She held a small, leather-bound romance novel in the left hand.

But she wasn’t reading it right now. Her right hand was buried deep between her own thighs as her slender fingers moved with a clumsy but desperate rhythm.

Squish~ Squish~

She rubbed her swollen, untouched folds, trying to replicate the things she had only read about.

"Mmn~... Grik..." she whimpered softly, her head tossing back against the pillows.

"Ahhn~... please..."

She was imagining my hands on her.

She was fantasizing about the heavy, possessive grip of her Goblin Lord.

Her innocence was absolutely intoxicating.

I moved across the thick carpets without making a single sound, stepping right up to the edge of the bed.

I leaned down, bringing my face mere inches from her ear.

"You called for me, my lady?" I whispered, my baritone voice dark and heavy.

Elara gasped, her eyes snapping wide open.

SWISH!

Startled out of her mind, she dropped the book. Her hand flew under her pillow, pulling out a sharp silver dagger.

She spun around with surprising speed, pressing the cold steel blade directly against my throat.

CLACK.

I didn’t even flinch.

My brass-plated Vanguard Arm shot up, effortlessly catching her delicate wrist before the blade could draw blood.

"Careful, my lady!" I rumbled, a playful glint in my glowing eyes.

"It is not wise to play with sharp things like these."

Elara froze.

Her amber eyes widened as she took in my dark olive skin, the black arcane circuits on my neck, and the heavy brass arm holding her hand.

"Grik!!"

CLATTER.

She dropped the knife instantly. She threw her arms around my neck.

Her soft breasts pressed flush against my chest through her thin nightgown.

"You came back quite early!" she cried, her voice muffled against my coat.

"How are you here?"

I wrapped my organic arm around her waist, lifting her slightly so her toes dangled off the floor.

"Well, a little dungeon couldn’t keep me away from you, my lady."

"Oh, stop with ’my lady’," she scolded playfully, pulling back just enough to grasp my hands. Her amber eyes searched mine, shining with pure devotion.

"We are close enough, aren’t we? Your hands have done a great deal of work for me."

"They sure did," I smirked, my thumb tracing the soft skin of her wrist.

"So, should I expect something of this meeting?"

A beautiful, deep blush spread across her cheeks. She suddenly realized how entirely exposed she was, her sheer nightgown clinging to her heated skin.

She tried to cross her arms, her innocence flaring up, but she didn’t look away.

"You should," she promised, her voice dropping to a husky, nervous whisper.

I sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling her gently onto my lap. "But before that, what is the situation in the castle? Anything I should be aware of?"

Elara sighed, resting her hands on my broad shoulders. The political talk seemed to ground her racing heart.

"Nothing important is going on right now. As we have purged all of the rebels, the nuisances are gone totally. The people who were rotting in the streets and the sewers were rescued and provided homes and jobs."

She ran a hand through her copper hair, looking exhausted but proud.

"But the paperwork, the endless meetings... these two days have been quite frustrating for me without you here."

I stared into her amber eyes.

The raw, undeniable hunger was still burning brightly in them, mixed with the hesitation of a maiden who had never been touched by a man.

"We should do something about this then," I murmured.

I closed the distance between us. With my organic hand, I lifted her delicate chin and met her lips with mine.

Chu~ Mwah~ Slurp~

It was a deep, aggressive kiss, but tempered with just enough gentleness so I wouldn’t scare her.

Elara melted against me instantly, letting out a soft, surprised squeak before opening her mouth to let my tongue slide inside.

Mmn~ Slurp~

She tasted of sweet wine and desperate anticipation.

I kissed her fiercely, my tongue exploring her mouth while my brass hand slid up her thigh.

The cool metal traced the sensitive skin just below her hips, making her shiver violently.

She kissed me back clumsily at first, but she learned fast, her tongue tangling with mine. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

I broke the kiss, trailing my lips down her neck. "You were calling my name a minute ago," I growled gently, my teeth grazing her collarbone.

"Were you practicing from your little book?"

"I... I missed you," she whimpered, her face turning a brilliant shade of crimson as she buried her face in my shoulder to hide her embarrassment.

"I don’t know what I’m doing, Grik. I’ve only ever read about this. But... I want you. I want you to teach me."

"I’ll teach you everything," I promised, my voice a soothing rumble against her skin.

I grabbed the hem of her sheer nightgown and pulled it over her head, tossing it onto the floor.

She sat perfectly bare on my lap, her pale, flawless skin a stark contrast to my dark green, heavily muscled frame.

Her breasts were full and perky, the untouched nipples hardening into tight, rosy peaks under my intense gaze.

She trembled, trying to cover her breasts with her hands, her maiden shyness taking over.

"Don’t hide," I whispered, gently pulling her hands away.

"You are absolutely beautiful, Elara."

I leaned forward and took one of her trembling peaks into my mouth.

Slurp~ Suck! Mmn~

"AHNN~!" Elara cried out, her back arching violently as her hands flew to my hair.

I suckled her greedily, my tongue swirling around the sensitive bud.

She had never felt this kind of stimulation before, and her body was reacting to every single touch like a live wire.

Smack!

I lightly slapped her plump ass cheek, making the soft flesh jiggle.

"You have been a very good girl, running the kingdom while I was gone. It’s time for your reward."

I laid her back gently against the silk pillows, standing up just long enough to shed my coat and trousers.

My cock sprang free, thick, hard, and throbbing with pent-up desire.

Elara’s amber eyes widened to the size of saucers at the sight of it.

Her breathing turned ragged, a mix of absolute awe and a tiny sliver of virgin fear.

"Grik..." she breathed, her thighs pressing together nervously.

"It’s so... big."

"I know," I said, kneeling on the bed and gently parting her knees.

"But I’m going to take my time, Princess. I’m going to make sure you are completely ready for me."

My hand slid down to her soaked entrance, my fingers slicking themselves with her heavy, dripping honey.

I was going to stretch her slowly, ensuring her first time was nothing but pure, unadulterated pleasure before I claimed her for good.