My Milf System-Chapter 351. Royal P*ssy

The journey that should have taken two days at most was conquered by Asher and Ifrit in a mere sixteen hours.

As they descended into the Kingdom of Felmora, Asher was struck by the scale of the devastation. Debris choked the streets and shattered buildings stood like jagged teeth against the sky.

Catfolk were everywhere, some hauling away wreckage while others labored over the slow, grueling process of reconstruction.

"Sword mode, Ifrit!" Asher commanded. The demon shifted instantly, its form compressing into a blade that Asher slid into his scabbard before navigating the ruined streets.

He made straight for the palace. By some stroke of divine luck, it remained one of the few structures left standing.

As he approached, he found the gates heavily fortified. Royal knights in silver plate stood shoulder-to-shoulder with guards whose fur was a striking mix of obsidian black, snow white, and pale blonde.

’The Shadowlings,’Asher realized. Tama had talked a lot about them.

Stellani’s ears perked up the moment she spotted him. "Long Dick Boy!" she shrieked, her voice carrying across the courtyard.

The other girls gasped, their heads snapping in his direction. "It’s really him! The one who defeated Queen Nyxa in the blowjob tournament!"

"Gods... he looks so much more mature now," one whispered, fanning herself. "And hot."

Asher couldn’t suppress a smug grin. ’My reputation definitely precedes me.’

"Hey, ladies!" he called out with a casual wave.

Among the feline guards, one stood out. She wasn’t a catfolk, but a raccoon beast-girl with a stout, focused energy.

"What’s your name?" Asher asked, pointing toward her.

She offered a disciplined bow. "I am Ravaine, Captain of Felmora’s Second Squadron and personal guard to the Queen."

"Nice to meet you," Asher replied, his eyes lingering on her details—her short, plush raccoon tail and those ears. They were thick and incredibly fluffy, far softer-looking than the catgirls’ ears. He found himself wondering exactly how they’d feel under his touch.

He shook the thought away. He had important matters to attend to first!

"Could you escort me to the Queen? I need a word with her."

Ravaine nodded and gestured toward the grand palace doors. As they walked through the halls, Asher couldn’t help glancing at Ravaine’s cute, slightly fuller-than-small ass, and the way her tail twitched with every step.

Eventually they reached the palace hall.

It was empty.

"The Queen is likely in her quarters. I’ll fetch her," Ravaine said before walking off.

Two minutes later, she returned with the Queen.

Or rather—

The moment Nyxa heard Asher’s name, she had immediately stopped what she was doing. She had been in the middle of applying moisturizer after a bath when she grabbed a cotton towel, tied it around herself, and rushed straight to the palace hall.

"Mark—!" she screamed the moment she saw him, literally jumping into him.

"You’re as energetic as ever, Nyxa, I see," Asher said with a laugh, embracing her.

She was significantly shorter than him, forcing him to lean down for a hug, which gave him a perfect view of her jiggling ass beneath the soft towel.

When they finally pulled apart, her tail was swishing excitedly behind her. Asher noticed her blonde hair was still damp, and she smelled nice.

"Were you just bathing?" he asked.

She nodded enthusiastically.

"Yeah."

Suddenly, Asher felt like taking a bath too.

Palace baths were always the best—huge tubs, warm water, luxury everywhere.

"I could use a soak myself. But first... I came to check on Tama. Is she alright?"

Nyxa’s expression softened. "She’s fine, just resting. Come see."

She led him to a guest wing and cracked open a door. Asher peered in and his brow furrowed. Tama was there, snoring softly, but the bed was... chaotic.

"Why is she buried under all that?" he whispered.

Tama was curled into a ball atop a literal mountain of blankets and pillows. Wardrobes and chairs had been dragged across the floor to form a makeshift barricade around the bed, creating a fortress of softness.

Nyxa closed the door gently and led him away. "Something is happening with her."

"Is it bad? Is she sick?" Asher’s heart hammered against his ribs. "Did Moriel do something to her with his dirty tricks?"

"No, no," Nyxa reassured him. "The battle against Moriels’ minions knocked her out, but she recovered from that days ago. This is... different. You see, catgirls share certain instincts with ordinary cats. They all like comfortable spots especially when they’re expecting."

She gestured toward Tama’s room.

"It happens differently depending on the person. Tama has started collecting blankets, pillows, and soft clothes—rearranging beds and couches into what we call a ’nest.’"

Asher’s eyes widened.

"You mean Tama is...?"

"Yes."

Nyxa smiled softly.

"Considering how she instinctively sleeps curled up, protecting her belly with her tail... there’s no mistaking it. She’s pregnant. Those are classic signs for most catgirls."

She chuckled lightly.

"So yeah... I believe the world is about to see the first ever offspring between a human and a blackcat girl."

Asher felt his heart swell with joy.

Tama was pregnant.

She must have conceived during their trip to the Shangani Kingdom. They had been having a lot of sex along the way—and he had turned off his infertility skill, meaning his semen had been extremely fertile.

Soon...

He would become the father of all nations indeed.

"Well," Asher breathed, a massive weight lifting off his shoulders. "Now that I know she’s okay... I need food. And definitely a bath."

"How about you eat and bathe at the same time?" Nyxa suggested with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Sound fun. I’m in."

She turned toward the hall and shouted, "Ravaine! Bring a feast for Asher to the royal bathhouse!"

***

{Royal Bathhouse}

The moment they stepped inside and the door closed behind them, Nyxa immediately pulled off her cotton towel and tossed it onto the floor, revealing her super sexy body.

"I’m bathing too," she declared.

"Didn’t you just take a bath a moment ago?"

She smiled at him.

"I did. And I want to bathe again with you."

She stepped closer and began unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his broad, slightly hairy chest. Her voice turned sugary sweet as she looked into his eyes.

"Besides... I promised you’d eat while you bathe, right?"

Asher nodded.

"Then come into the water and eat me while we wait for the servant to bring your food."

Asher could see it clearly.

Nyxa was extremely horny. She was already dripping wet with love juices flowing down her inner thighs just from the dirty talk.

It excited him instantly.

Without hesitation, he kicked off his shoes, pulled off his trousers, and tossed aside his scabbard with Ifrit inside.

The demon growled in annoyance.

But what could it do?

Its master was a sex-loving maniac.

Asher jumped into the water beside Nyxa and immediately wrapped his hands around her.

A royal pussy?

Yeah, that was something he would gladly take anytime, anywhere, without wasting even a second.

Tbc.