Beginning Of Multiverse Saga-Chapter 381: R18 Fox Country Conquered

Cassandra clung to his body like a koala, her chest rising and falling continuously. Her face was flushed red, and fine beads of sweat formed on her temples. This kind of position, where she couldn’t stand, had clearly made her use up several times more stamina than usual.

But she still continues going down and up, she clearly likes the feeling of his Dragon entering inside her sacred forest, nearly touching her deeper and then coming out. It was such a wonderful feeling for her.

Sharky groaned as Cassandra continued her relentless pace, her tight heat enveloping him with each downward thrust. He could feel her walls fluttering around him, drawing him deeper inside.

"You’re so tight," he panted, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her rear. "And wet... so wet for me."

Cassandra mewled softly in response, burying her face in the crook of his neck. "Only for you," she murmured against his skin. "You make me this way."

She nipped at his throat playfully before sucking hard, marking him as hers. Sharky hissed at the sensation, his hips jerking upwards involuntarily.

"That’s it."

She moved closer to Sharky’s ear, her breath soft and fragrant as she whispered, "Young master, compared to the Medusa Queen... how am I?"

Sharky couldn’t help but chuckle, replying, "Why are you trying to compare with others, haha..."

"Tell me~" Cassandra insisted, sounding sweet and intimate.

Sharky had to admit that when a fox-spirit began to pout playfully, there weren’t many men who could refuse her.

Sharky groaned softly, his resolve weakening under Cassandra’s sweet pleading. He knew he shouldn’t compare, but the temptation to please her was too great.

"You’re different," he murmured, his hands roaming over her back soothingly. "The Queen... she’s powerful, regal. A force to be reckoned with."

Cassandra nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "And I’m not?"

Sharky smiled, tilting her chin up gently. "You’re playful, mischievous. You have a fire inside you that draws me in. The Queen commands respect through fear; you command it through desire."

He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against hers as he spoke. "You’re not a queen ruling from a throne; you’re a seductress ruling from the bedroom."

Cassandra’s eyes widened at his words, a pleased smile spreading across her face. "So... I’m better?" she asked hopefully.

Sharky laughed softly, shaking his head. "I didn’t say that," he teased.

He reached out his hand and hooked his finger under Cassandra’s chin, saying, "Your methods just now were indeed quite good, but in my opinion, it’s still a bit lacking compared to last night."

"Why?" Cassandra asked, feeling a bit confused. She had been completely muddle-headed the previous night, and everything was a mess in her memory.

Sharky said with a chuckle, "Because last night, you really were passionate. What you showed were your natural reactions, which are way more effective than any technique."

"Ah..." Cassandra seemed to have realized something. She said with a red face, "Last night really was too embarrassing..." She had been doing her best to control herself the previous night; after all, she was a country lord. She didn’t want to experience something that embarrassing again.

Sharky’s eyes softened as he looked at Cassandra’s embarrassed expression. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair behind her ear gently.

"There’s no need to be embarrassed," he murmured soothingly. "Your passion is beautiful. It’s honest and raw, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced."

He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her skin. "I want to see that side of you again. The side that lets go of all inhibitions and just feels."

Cassandra bit her lip, torn between desire and embarrassment. She wanted to please Sharky, but the thought of losing control again was terrifying.

"What if... what if I do something wrong?" she whispered, her voice small and uncertain.

Sharky smiled reassuringly, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "There’s no right or wrong when it comes to pleasure," he said softly. "Only what feels good."

He pulled back slightly, his gaze intense as he looked into her eyes. "Trust me, Cassandra," he said quietly. "Trust in our connection and let yourself go."

Before Cassandra could even reply, her entire body trembled. She asked in embarrassment, "But what if someone sees us? That’ll be way too embarrassing!"

Sharky rested his shoulder on her soft and delicate shoulder and replied, "Don’t worry. If anyone approaches, I’ll be able to sense it ahead of time."

Afterward, Cassandra didn’t say anything else. She just looked away, scared that her red face might give her nervousness away.

Sharky thought of something, then took out the Primal Skysilk and covered her eyes.

"Ah, young master?" Cassandra exclaimed, jumping in fright. If she couldn’t see, all of her other senses would be magnified several times. She was completely flustered.

Sharky moved over to her ear and said, "Don’t be scared. I’m here." Seeing that the Primal Skysilk was quite long, he had an idea. He wrapped up Cassandra and tied it in the roof, making her stay in the air, then let go of her hands.

"The young master is so bad..." Cassandra murmured, her cheeks red. The foxspirits were well experienced in this field, but everything Sharky brought to the table was full of novelty. She was alarmed. Don’t tell me the Medusa Empress taught him all this?!

She racked her brains, but how could she know that even though she had the Fox race’s generations of knowledge, Sharky had had countless experiences of his original world? When those two factions were compared, it was hard to say who would win against whom.

Sharky watched with satisfaction as Cassandra struggled against her bindings, her movements causing the Primal Skysilk to sway gently. He loved seeing her like this vulnerable, trusting, and completely at his mercy.

"Sharky..." she whimpered, her voice muffled by the silk. "What are you going to do to me?"

He didn’t answer immediately, instead taking his time to appreciate the sight of her suspended in midair. Her body was on full display, curves and dips highlighted by the soft glow of the room.

Slowly, he began to circle her, his fingers trailing lightly over her skin. Cassandra shivered at his touch, her breath hitching in her throat.

"You’re so beautiful," he murmured appreciatively. "Like a delicate flower, just waiting to be plucked." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

He stopped in front of her, his hand cupping her cheek gently. Cassandra leaned into his touch instinctively, seeking comfort and reassurance.

"Sharky..." she repeated softly. "Please..."

"What do you want?" he asked teasingly, knowing full well what she needed but enjoying the game nonetheless.

"Tell me in words, Cassandra. I want to hear you say it."

Cassandra’s face flushed an even deeper shade of red, her embarrassment palpable even through the silk covering her eyes. "You know..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Sharky smirked, leaning in close so that his lips brushed against her ear. "Say it," he commanded softly but firmly. "Say what you want me to do to you."

She hesitated for a moment longer before finally giving in to his demand. "I want you to touch me," she breathed out, the words tumbling from her lips in a rush. "Everywhere. I want your hands on my skin, your mouth... your dragon..."

Sharky growled low in his throat at her words, desire coursing through him like wildfire. "Good girl," he praised, pressing a hard kiss to her lips.

He kissed her deeply, pouring all his passion and desire into the action. His hands roamed freely over her bound body, squeezing and caressing every curve and dip.

Cassandra moaned into the kiss, her hips pressing forward unconsciously. She could feel Sharky’s dragon hard against her stomach, a reminder of what was to come.

After breaking the kiss, Sharky trailed his lips down Cassandra’s neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive skin. He knew he was marking her, claiming her as his own, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.

His hands continued their exploration lower, cupping and kneading her breasts roughly. Cassandra gasped at the sensation, her head falling back as she arched into his touch.

Sharky’s mouth followed the path of his hands, capturing one pert nipple between his teeth. He licked and sucked at it mercilessly while his other hand pinched and rolled its twin.

"Sharky!" Cassandra cried out, pleasure coursing through her veins like liquid fire. "Please... more..."

Sharky chuckled darkly against her skin, releasing her nipple with a final nip. "Patience," he murmured teasingly.

"You’re not going anywhere," he said firmly, gripping her hips tightly. "I’m going to take my time with you."

With that, he began to kiss his way down her stomach, pausing to dip his tongue into her navel. Cassandra squirmed against her bindings, desperate for more contact.

Sharky smirked up at her, knowing exactly what he was doing to her. He continued his descent, parting her thighs gently with his hands.

Cassandra gasped as the cool air hit her heated center. She felt exposed and vulnerable, completely at Sharky’s mercy.

"Look at you," Sharky breathed out, admiration evident in his voice. "So wet and ready for me."

He stood up, while Cassandra was still hanging in the air, while her legs were spread. He lay down on her. Adjusting his cock towards her pussy once again, one hand played with her foxy tail, while he licked her nipples.

And then—

He thrust into her with a powerful surge, filling her completely in one swift motion. Cassandra screamed in pleasure, her back arching off the silk as Sharky’s dragon stretched her to the limit.

"Sharky!" she cried out, her voice echoing through the room. "You’re so big!"

Sharky groaned against her chest, his hips pressing firmly against hers. "And you’re so tight," he murmured, his voice strained with effort.

He began to move then, pulling out slowly before slamming back in. The sensation was overwhelming for Cassandra, the feeling of Sharky’s dragon plunging into her depths, his hands playing with her tail, and his mouth teasing her nipples.

She felt like she was losing herself in a haze of pleasure, drowning in the sensations that Sharky was inflicting upon her.

"You feel so good," Sharky panted against her skin, his thrusts becoming more urgent. "I could stay inside you forever."

Cassandra could only moan in response, incapable of coherent thought. She felt like she was being consumed by fire, burned alive by the intensity of their lovemaking.

He continued his relentless pace, each thrust pushing Cassandra closer and closer to the edge. She could feel her climax building, a tidal wave of pleasure threatening to consume her.

"Yes," she gasped out, her hands fisting in the silk binding her wrists. "Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!"

Sharky growled possessively, his dragon pulsing inside her as he felt her walls tightening around him. "Never," he promised darkly. "I’ll never stop fucking you."

With a final, brutal thrust, Cassandra shattered. Her orgasm crashed over her like a tsunami, her body convulsing uncontrollably as she screamed Sharky’s name.