The Eccentric Entomologist is Now a Queen's Consort

Chapter 139 Are You Fine Now? [18+]

"Please... Do me, Your Highness,"

Lira whispered, her voice a mere thread, her body trembling with desire.

Mikhailis let out a low growl, his lips claiming hers once more, his kiss urgent, desperate. His hands moved to her back, fumbling with the buttons of her uniform, his fingers skilfully move with need. He finally managed to undo them, his fingers trailing down her spine, tracing her every curve, every dip, every line.

Her tanned skin was like silk beneath his touch, and he couldn't help but marvel at the way she felt, the way she responded to his every movement.

Lira shivered, letting out a soft gasp as his fingers traced her bare skin. She arched her back, her body pressing against his, her breasts rubbing against his chest, the friction sending a jolt of pleasure through him.

"Y-Your Highness!"

She moaned, her voice filled with desire, her hips grinding against his, her body begging for more.

Mikhailis groaned, his own arousal growing, his towering meat rod throbbing as she rubbed against him. He pulled her closer, his hands moving to her thighs, lifting her skirt up to reveal her white underwear, soaked with her desire.

"A-ah... Your Highness, please..."

He could see the way her underwear clung to her, the wetness spreading across the white fabric. His fingers brushed against her, teasing her through the fabric, and she let out a low moan, her hips bucking against him, her body craving his touch.

"You're so wet, what a bad maid you are, Lira," he teased, his voice husky with desire.

"It's all because of you, Your Highness," she panted, her voice filled with need.

"I'm only wet like this when it's with you."

His fingers hooked into her underwear, slowly pulling them down, revealing her slick folds, her desire dripping down her inner thighs.

He leaned forward, his lips brushing against her ear, his voice a low, husky whisper.

"So naughty maid Lira. What should I do with you?"

"Punish me, Your Highness," she whispered, her eyes pleading. Enjoy new tales from empire

"Punish me and make me yours."

He growled, his hands moving to her thighs, spreading them wide as he settled between them. He could feel her heat against him, the way her body trembled with anticipation, her need for him so evident.

"I see,"

"Fine. I'll punish you, and then I'll make you mine," he murmured, his mouth capturing hers in a heated kiss.

She moaned, her tongue tangling with his, her hips arching against him, her body craving his touch. His towering meat rod throbbed, aching to be inside her, and he groaned, his hands moving to her hips, holding her steady as he pressed into her, his length sliding between her wet folds.

"Mnnnhh!!!!" she gasped, her breath hitching as he filled her, her walls tightening around him, the sensation almost overwhelming.

I-It's as huge as ever... Ah... This sensation of full pleasure where his royal meat filling me up...

Lira's face twisted in pleasure, her eyes half-lidded, her body trembling with desire. He began to move, slowly at first, savoring the feel of her, the way her walls clenched around him, the way her body reacted to his every movement.

"Mnnh!!! Your Highnesssss!!"

"You're so tight, Lira," he groaned, his thrusts becoming harder, faster, his hips bucking against her.

She moaned, her hands clutching his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin.

"Yess, Your Highnessss," she breathed, her voice filled with need, her hips arching to meet his.

"Moree... Please, give me more of yoursssss..."

He complied, his rhythm growing faster, his hips slamming against hers, his towering meat rod driving into her with a force that left her gasping, her body shaking.

"Haaaaaanngh!!!!!!!"

"Take it, Lira," he growled, his hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her skin.

"Take my royal meat rod."

"Y-yes, Your Highness," she panted, her nails clawing at his shoulders, her body responding to his every move, her hips meeting his thrusts.

He could feel her walls tightening around him, her orgasm building, her body trembling.

"Call me by my name, Lira," Mikhailis whispered, and it seems to be enough to give the last push for her.

"M-Mikhailisssss..."

Her voice was a desperate moan, her body shaking as he drove into her, the force of his thrusts bringing her to the edge.

Their bodies were rocking, their hips bucking, their movements in sync.

The sounds of their lovemaking echoed off the walls, the scent of their passion thick in the air.

"M-Mikhailiss, I'm gonna cuuummm!!!!" Lira cried out, her body trembling with the force of her release.

"LIRAAAA!!!"

Mikhailis came hard, his meat rod spurting his seed deep inside her, filling her with his warmth.

Ah... The warmth felt so nice...

Lira collapsed on top of him, her body going limp, her breathing heavy.

"Mnnh..." Mikhailis and Lira kissed passionately, their tongues intertwining like there is tomorrow as they enjoy the afterglow of cumming together.

"Haaaahn..." Lira's eyes fluttered shut, her body sagging against his, exhaustion and satisfaction written all over her face.

Mikhailis pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her, holding her close as he slowly went to sit back to the sofa.

"You're beautiful, Lira," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.

"Haaahn..." Lira sighed contentedly, her lips curving in a sleepy smile.

Mikhailis gazed at her, his heart swelling with emotion.

"I love you, Lira. That was very intense," he whispered, his voice filled with tenderness.

"S-Stop it," Lira hid her face on his neck, her cheeks flushing.

"You're too smooth, Your Highness. It felt so nice that I lost myself,"

Mikhailis grinned, his fingers trailing up her back, brushing against her bare skin.

"How about calling me by name again. Come on. Say it. Mikhailis, I want more~" He teased.

Lira looked at him, her face flushed, her eyes sparkling.

"I love you, Mikhailissss... I want moree..." She whispered, her lips curving in an embarrassed smile.

"Oh geez. Please stop," She then felt so ashamed of herself and hugged him tighter.

"Good. You're cute when you're embarrassed," Mikhailis and Lira chuckled lightly.

"S-Stop it. You're embarrassing me," Lira said, burying her face in his chest.

"Come here, my cute naughty maid," Mikhailis held Lira in his arms, kissing her gently.

"Mmnngh," Lira's eyes fluttered shut, her breath catching as he pulled her close.

"Mmgh... Your Highness..." she whispered, her hands resting on his shoulders, her fingertips brushing against his skin.

"You're so beautiful, Lira," he murmured, his fingers trailing up her back, his lips moving to her neck, pressing soft kisses along her throat.

"Y-Your Highness... Stop it already..." Lira shivered, her breath hitching as he nipped at her sensitive skin, his tongue tracing a line down her collarbone.

"So?" Mikhailis suddenly began.

"Are you feeling fine now?" He asked as he strokes her beautiful black hair.

It's a simple question, but it made her smile bigger as she bury her face on his neck.

"Nn. Thank you, Your Highness,"

"Of course, of course. I'm the best, aren't I?"

"Yeah. But that's only for this time, so don't get carried away, okay?" Lira said, her lips curling into a teasing smile.

"I wouldn't dare," Mikhailis's smile grew, his fingers moving to cup her chin, tilting her head up so that he could see her face clearly.

"Now then, shall we continue?" He asked, his voice husky, his eyes dark with desire.

"What!? We already did it twice so intensely, you know. Can't we take a break?"

"If we take a break now, Wifey would ended up coming back before you could have another round, you know? You sure you won't regret it?" Mikhailis grinned.

Lira contemplated for a moment, then gulped.

"....Then once more,"