Beginning Of Multiverse Saga-Chapter 413: R18 - Making Plan With Second Empress
"You still remember that you owe me a favor, right?" The Second Empress asked.
"Of course, I’ll work like an ox to repay the empress’ favor," Sharky replied, looking at her with a smile. While he started removing her garments also.
"Work like an ox?" the Second Empress replied, blushing.
"Of course," Sharky confirm her thoughts.
"But there is something else also, I need your help with."
"What is it?" Sharky asked. He didn’t dare to show any carelessness. If the task was something even she couldn’t take care of, it definitely wouldn’t be easy.
The Second Empress lifted a corner of the curtain and looked in the direction of the altar.
"The succession ceremony is going to start tomorrow. The crown prince will become the new Fiend Emperor then. I heard about what happened in the arena today."
"The crown prince and the Snake race clearly do not get along with each other. If he becomes the Fiend Emperor, we both will not have a good end."
Sharky smiled and replied, "Don’t worried about this. The Snake race is a great clan, after all; don’t tell me he’d dare to just eradicate us? There are so many clan leaders watching. He wouldn’t be so foolish as to cause the fiend races to fall apart, would he?"
"He wouldn’t eradicate the Snake race, but getting rid of the Medusa Queen and your group wouldn’t be a problem at all," the Second Empress said. She feels that now both of them clothes have removed, and they are completely nude.
Sharky frowned. Although, his dragon is rubbing at her sacred forest, and he needs to enjoy the moment.
But thinking about it, would actually be quite troublesome. If crown prince became the Fiend Emperor, he would have too many methods to deal with Alina.
When she saw him start to think to himself, a faint smile appeared on the Second Empress’ face as she continued.
"Apart from the Medusa Empress, the matter of you and Princess Natasha needs to remain a secret too."
"If he becomes the Fiend Emperor, Princess Natasha will be unable to refuse an invitation into his harem. If she does not go, will be going against the imperial decree. If she does go... I think I have no need to explain anything."
Sharky’s mind raced as he considered the implications of the Second Empress’s words. If the crown prince force Natasha into his harem. The thought of Natasha being subjected to that fate made Sharky’s blood boil with rage.
His hand tightened possessively around the Second Empress, pulling her closer as his dragon throbbed against her sacred forest. "I won’t let that happen," he growled. "I’ll protect Natasha, no matter what it takes."
The Second Empress sighed softly, her body relaxing into Sharky’s embrace. "I know you will," she murmured. "But we need a plan. We can’t afford to make any mistakes."
She trailed a finger down Sharky’s chest, her touch featherlight and teasing.
Sharky nodded, "Of course, we need a plan. Afterall, if the crown prince ascended to the throne, where would such a young empress like you go? He would not respect you as an empress?"
"The Golden Crow Crown Prince is quite lascivious, and you are so stunning. If he barged into your chambers in the middle of the night and said ’Empress Dowager, you don’t want anything to happen to your son, right’, what would you do?"
The Second Empress nodded with him, "That’s why we need to stop him." She even shivered a bit when she imagined the situation.
"Don’t worry, I will not let anyone barge inside of your chamber, except of me," Sharky said, and then with a push he entered inside her.
The Second Empress gasped as Sharky entered her in one swift motion, her back arching off the carriage seat. The sudden intrusion stretched her, filled her completely, and she could feel every inch of him throbbing inside her.
"Sharky..." she breathed, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Be gentle..."
But Sharky was beyond gentleness. The thought of the crown prince laying a hand on the Second Empress or Natasha fueled his desire, making him want to claim them both as his own.
He began to move, his hips snapping against hers with increasing force. The carriage shook with the violence of their lovemaking, the sounds of their bodies coming together echoing through the forest.
The Second Empress’s eyes fluttered shut as she surrendered to the pleasure, her body rocking against Sharky’s with each powerful thrust. She could feel the heat building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter with each passing moment.
"Yes..." she gasped, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Harder..."
Sharky growled, his grip on her hips tightening as he obliged. He pounded into her mercilessly, driven by a primal need to possess her completely. The carriage creaked and groaned beneath them, the sounds of their passion filling the air.
"You’re mine..." he panted against her neck. "Only mine... Call me husband..."
The Second Empress’s body trembled with each thrust, her nails raking down Sharky’s back. She could feel the pleasure building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter until she thought she might burst.
"Yes... Husband..." she gasped, her voice breaking with desperation. "I’m yours... Only yours..."
Sharky’s movements became more urgent, more intense. He could feel his own release approaching, his body tensing with each thrust. He wanted to make her come first, to see her shatter in his arms.
"Come for me..." he groaned against her lips. "Let me feel you..."
The Second Empress cried out as her orgasm crashed over her, her body convulsing beneath him. Wave after wave of pleasure washed through her, stealing her breath and leaving her trembling in his arms.
"Yes... Yes..." she sobbed, clinging to him as if he were a lifeline. "Sharky... Husband..."
Sharky followed soon after, his own release pulsing hot and deep inside her. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, muffling his groans of pleasure against her skin. His body shuddered with each wave of ecstasy, his hips jerking spasmodically as he emptied himself within her.
For a long moment, they remained locked together, their bodies slick with sweat and trembling with the aftermath of their passion. Sharky’s heart raced against the Second Empress’s chest, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as they slowly returned to reality.
"I love you," Sharky murmured, pressing gentle kisses to her forehead, her cheeks, her lips. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
The Second Empress smiled softly, wrapping her arms around him and holding him close. "And I love you too," she whispered back.
The Second Empress’s heart swelled with love and contentment as Sharky held her close. Despite the chaos surrounding them, in this moment, everything felt right.
She knew that together, they could face whatever challenges lay ahead.
"What’s our plan?" Sharky asked her, while tracing lazy patterns on her back. "How will we stop the crown prince from ascending to the throne?"
The Second Empress took a few deep breaths before her rapidly rising and falling chest finally settled down after getting proper nourishment. She replied, "If the crown prince entered the Imperial Tomb and the dust settled, we will not be able to stop him, and we both have tragic ends."
Sharky suddenly sat up straight. Did I just hear the words ’Imperial Tomb’?
The Unknown Region was also in the Imperial Tomb! He had just been worried about how he would get in there.
"So, what do you think we do? Afterall, The Fiend Emperor is one of the most powerful individuals in the entire world. If he wants to pass on his position to the Golden Crow Crown Prince, how could I possibly stop something like that?"
Hearing this, the Second Empress smiled, while caressing his chest. She said, "We didn’t need to stop the Fiend Emperor. After all, there is no one in this world with such skill. Instead, I want you to stop the Golden Crow Crown Prince."
Sharky frowned and asked, "Is there a difference between the two?"
"Of course there is a difference," the Second Empress said, straightening her back and pointing in a certain direction. She explained, "The so-called inheritance ceremony entails bringing the Golden Crow Crown Prince into the Imperial Tomb."
"There, he will obtain the acknowledgment of the previous Fiend Emperors. Then, the Fiend Emperor will pass on his cultivation to him."
"In that time, the Fiend Emperor will not be at his side, so as long as you can stop the Golden Crown Crown Prince from receiving the acknowledgment of the other Fiend Emperors, that should be enough."
Sharky sighed inwardly. This woman was already married and had a child, and yet she was still as alluring as a young lady.
He had no idea how she managed it. However, because of that, he has fallen in love with her charm.
And soon, his sleeping Dragon once again started waking up.
The Second Empress felt that her bottom was once again started poked by Sharky.
"We were talking about important things here," She said to him, but didn’t stop him, when he again started playing with her.
Sharky’s hands wandered over the Second Empress’s body, caressing every curve and contour. His touch was gentle yet possessive, as if he were trying to memorize every inch of her. As his fingers trailed down her back, they lingered on the swell of her buttocks, squeezing gently.
"You have such a perfect ass," he murmured, his voice low and husky with desire. "I’ve been wanting to claim it for so long."
"So tell me, even though the current Fiend Emperor isn’t there, don’t the previous Fiend Emperors’ heroic spirits still remain? Isn’t that just courting death?"
The Second Empress gasped, a shiver running down her spine at his words. She had never been taken there before, but the thought of Sharky possessing her completely sent a surge of heat through her core.
But still, she wants to focus on the important moments. She shook her head and said, "It is not what you think. The so-called fiend races’ heroic spirits are just a rumor. How could they possibly still exist now? Not even a heroic spirit would last for so long."
Instead of replying to her, his eyes darkened with lust. He gripped her hips, pulling her back against him so she could feel the hardness pressing against her.
"There are many things that have lived for a long time, how can you be sure about this?" He asked her, while slapped on her ass cheeks, "Such a perfect ass."
"Aah," the Second Empress moaned with a sudden slap, but she continued her explanation, "According to my investigations over the years, the so-called acknowledgment of the Fiend Emperor ancestors is just a formality."
"Apart from the single failure they once experienced, they always claim that each candidate has received acknowledgment."
"Additionally, if you think about it, if the fiend races’ heroic spirits still existed, why would the fiend races have been chased by the human race all the way to this barren land?"
Sharky figured that made sense as well. He asked, "And what happened to that pitiful guy who was the one ’failure’?"
"He was nothing more than the sacrificial lamb used in a struggle over the throne, so they just said that the heroic spirits of past Fiend Emperors were unwilling to acknowledge him," the Second Empress explained.
"It is because of that example that I have enough confidence to send you to stop the Golden Crow Crown Prince. Otherwise, I would just be mad."
"And what’s your proposed plan to ’stop’ the crown prince?" Sharky asked her, but his main focus was not on the question, but on her ass.
