Beginning Of Multiverse Saga-Chapter 365: R18 Immortal Grade Sword

Diana continued, after removing her robe and undergarments, "So, you can just imitate the Golden Crow Race... Don’t look at me like that. I know you don’t have any feathers. What I’m saying is that you can refine some earth-grade or higher-level weapons. Of course, the higher the rank, the better. You can then use those swords in place of the sword ki, and the attack will become much stronger."

"Our Holy Sect might not have many other things, but we have quite a few weapons. If you come visit our sect in the future, you can take a look around our warehouse. Of course, the heaven-grade weapons all have owners and I can’t give them to you, but giving you a few dozen earth-grade weapons isn’t too big of an issue."

In the martial world, a single earth-grade weapon was already enough to cause a hubbub within many sects. As for a heaven-grade weapon, they were usually weapons only the greatest sects would possess. Immortal-grade weapons, on the other hand, were already the stuff of legend. As for deity-grade weapons, not many of them have appeared since ancient times. Every single one of them had tremendous history.

The fact that he could get tens of earth-grade weapons in one go would already be quite the big investment.

Behind the screen divider, Charlotte’s eyes widened in shock. This woman really was going all out! Looks like I have to think of something too, or else he’ll be roped in by that demoness... That won’t be good for my White Jade Sect at all.

Sharky was moved as well. He said with a smile, "Thank you for your reminder, Diana. But I don’t need those earth-grade weapons. I have some weapons of my own."

"Oh? You’re showing disdain even toward earth-grade weapons?" Diana replied in annoyance. "Don’t tell me you have a bunch of heaven-grade weapons on you?"

Sharky said with an awkward chuckle, "I don’t have any heaven-grade weapons."

"What are you acting all cocky for if you don’t have them?" Diana asked, dumbstruck.

"But I have an immortal-grade sword..." Sharky said in a mischievous tone.

Charlotte’s eyes widened in shock at Sharky’s bold claim. An immortal-grade sword? That was unheard of, especially for someone his age. She leaned in closer, straining to hear more.

Diana, however, looked skeptical. "An immortal-grade sword? Don’t make me laugh. Even the strongest sects only have a handful of those, and they’re guarded with their lives."

Sharky just smiled mysteriously. "Would you like to see it?"

"Show me," Diana demanded, her eyes glittering with curiosity and a hint of disbelief.

Sharky gestured towards his erect member, which stood proudly before Diana. "This is the immortal-grade sword I was referring to," he said with a smirk, leaning in closer to her. "Would you like to test its power for yourself?"

Sharky’s bold claim about his dragon being an immortal-grade sword left both Diana and Charlotte stunned. Diana’s face flushed with embarrassment and anger, while Charlotte seethed with jealousy inside the wardrobe.

Diana punched Sharky lightly on the chest, her voice trembling with a mix of emotions. "You... you’re really shameless, aren’t you? Calling that thing an immortal grade sword?"

Inside the wardrobe, Charlotte’s face contorted with rage. She spat out a mouthful of blood, her nails digging into her palms as she clenched her fists tightly. This brat was saying anything.

But then, an idea struck her. Her eyes narrowed as she reached into her pocket and pulled out a memory stone. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

She remembered, when she became intimate with Sharky, Diana recorded everything.

And now since Diana is going to become intimate with him, it was time for revenge.

"Let’s see if this ’immortal-grade sword’ is as powerful as you claim," Diana challenged, her earlier shyness replaced by a fierce determination to expose Sharky’s bluff.

Sharky grinned up at her, his hands gripping her waist. "Oh, I’ll show you alright. Just remember, you asked for this."

With that, he flipped their positions, pinning Diana beneath him.

Diana gasped as Sharky flipped her onto her back, his strong body pressing her into the mattress. She looked up at him, a mix of fear and excitement in her eyes.

"Show me," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "Prove to me that your sword is truly immortalgrade."

Inside the wardrobe, Charlotte’s fingers tightened around the memory stone, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. She activated it, aiming it at the bed where Sharky and Diana lay tangled together.

Sharky didn’t hesitate. He leaned down, capturing Diana’s lips in a fierce kiss as he guided his dragon to her entrance. With one powerful thrust, he sheathed himself inside her virgin warmth.

Diana cried out against his mouth, her nails digging into his back.

Her tears fell freely as she gazed down at the evidence of her lost innocence, Sharky’s dragon, slick with her virgin blood. The pain was intense, but so was the pleasure that coursed through her veins.

Sharky groaned deeply as he felt Diana’s tight warmth enveloping him, her walls fluttering around his thickness. He began to move slowly, his hips rolling in a gentle rhythm that gradually increased in pace.

Inside the wardrobe, Charlotte watched the scene unfold with a mixture of jealousy and envy. Although she wants to capture everything in. the memory stone. Every intimate detail of their coupling.

But she feels jealous, that why she is not beneath him, why his dragon was ravaging her.

Diana’s cries grew louder as Sharky picked up speed, his dragon driving into her again and again.

She clung to him tightly, her legs wrapping around his waist as she met his thrusts.

Inside the wardrobe, Charlotte bit her lip hard, the taste of blood filling her mouth. Her body ached with need, jealous of the pleasure Diana was experiencing.

Sharky leaned down, capturing Diana’s lips in a fierce kiss as he continued to pound into her. Their tongues tangled together, the heat between them building with each passing moment.

Suddenly, Diana arched her back, a scream tearing from her throat as her climax crashed over her. Her walls clamped down around Sharky’s dragon, milking him for all he was worth.

Sharky groaned deeply against her mouth, his own release following swiftly behind. He spilled himself inside Diana, filling her with his hot seed.

They lay there panting and trembling in the aftermath of their lovemaking.

Charlotte also became horny seeing all this, her hand entered inside her robe, and she started touching all over herself.

Meanwhile Sharky looked at Diana with a gentle expression, he touched her cheeks softly and said.

"Finally, I claimed you. From now on, you are completely mine."

Diana also nodded with a blushed expression. They have got many chances to become intimate, but at the main point, something happened and their intimate scene was interrupted.

But today, she finally experienced his love, and left her virgin life.

Inside the wardrobe, Charlotte’s breath came in ragged gasps as her fingers moved frantically beneath her robe. The sight of Sharky and Diana entwined, their bodies slick with sweat and passion, had ignited a fire within her that she couldn’t ignore.

She bit back a moan as her fingers found their mark, stroking and teasing herself to the brink of ecstasy. Her eyes remained fixed on the couple before her, drinking in every intimate detail.

Sharky’s gentle words and tender touch towards Diana made Charlotte’s heart ache with longing. She wanted that attention, those loving gestures directed at her. Instead, she was reduced to a voyeuristic observer, hiding in the shadows like a pervert.

As Sharky declared Diana as his own, Charlotte felt a pang of jealousy so intense it stole her breath. She wanted to be claimed by him too, to be possessed completely and utterly.

Her climax approached rapidly, fueled by the forbidden desire coursing through her veins.

After getting satisfied, Diana has fallen asleep.

Meanwhile Charlotte also released her orgasam. But she was not satisfied with it. Doing by herself, and getting pierced by Sharky, both were different.

She emerged from the wardrobe, her cheeks flushed and her breathing slightly uneven. She glanced at the sleeping Diana before turning her gaze to Sharky, a silent command in her eyes.

Sharky looked up at Charlotte, noticing the signs of her recent release. He felt a pang of guilt for not satisfying her as well, but the opportunity had presented itself and he couldn’t resist.

He gently extracted himself from beneath Diana and stood up, grabbing his clothes and dressing quietly. He followed Charlotte out of the room, closing the door softly behind him.

Once they were alone in the hallway, Charlotte turned to face Sharky, her expression a mix of desire and frustration.

"You," Charlotte hissed, stepping closer to Sharky. "You couldn’t even wait for me, could you? You had to fuck her first."

Sharky’s eyes widened at the accusation. He reached out to touch Charlotte’s arm, but she slapped his hand away.

"So, what should I do?" Sharky asked her, while rubbing her back, trying to calm down her.

Charlotte was angry, but she is also feels with desire. She didn’t know what to do.

Then after some thinking, Charlotte grabbed his sleeve and started dragging him.

Sharky was left dumbfounded. "Why are you dragging me?"

Charlotte’s beautiful face flushed slightly. She refused to meet his eyes as she retorted coldly, "Just follow me, and never question me?"

Sharky understand, she feels jealous of Daina.

Sharky followed Charlotte into her room, his heart racing with a mix of confusion and anticipation. As soon as the door closed behind them, Charlotte turned to face him, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity.

She grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him close, her lips crashing against his in a passionate kiss. Sharky stumbled back slightly, surprised by the sudden display of affection, but quickly regained his footing and wrapped his arms around Charlotte’s waist.

Charlotte’s kiss was demanding and hungry, filled with all the pentup frustration and desire she had been holding back. She bit at his lower lip, tugging gently before soothing the sting with her tongue.

Sharky groaned into the kiss, his hands roaming over Charlotte’s curves possessively. He walked her backwards until her legs hit the bed, then gently pushed her down onto the mattress.

Charlotte landed on the bed with a soft bounce, looking up at Sharky with heavylidded eyes. "You’re mine," she whispered hoarsely. "Only mine."

Sharky crawled onto the bed beside her, his hand cupping her cheek gently. "I’m yours," he agreed softly. "Always."

Charlotte’s breath hitched at Sharky’s gentle touch and whispered words. She felt a warmth spread through her chest, chasing away some of the anger and jealousy that had consumed her moments before.

But the desire was still there, burning hot and insistent in her veins. She needed him, needed to feel him inside her, filling her completely.

"Then show me," she demanded, her voice trembling slightly. "Make me believe it."

Sharky’s eyes darkened with understanding and desire. He leaned in close, his lips brushing against Charlotte’s ear as he whispered.

"I’ll make you forget anyone else exists. I’ll make you scream my name so loud, the whole sect will know you belong to me."

With that promise hanging in the air, Sharky captured Charlotte’s lips in a searing kiss.

As Sharky’s lips moved against Charlotte’s, his hands began to explore her body. He noticed the simple yet elegant white silk nightgown she wore, a stark contrast to the fiery passion burning within her.