Chapter 358 Alice Grigor - Spirit Guardian II
"A little more... please!"
Alice sensed her change and groaned, doubling her efforts. Although her body felt agony, as if it might collapse at any moment, she didn't want to end it like this. Your journey continues with empire
Asmodeus also noticed her feelings.
His lips curled into a smirk because he truly felt her last punch; it was the first time in a while something broke through his defences... even the black armour created by his demon form cracked.
A crackle of lightning caused his abdomen to tingle and slightly numb.
"I cannot hold back anymore, is that alright?"
Her mouth opened, and she hesitated for a few seconds before she finally nodded, a brilliant smile on her face. " Please... everything, throw it at me!"
The pair seemed like two sides of a coin, with similar desires, goals and temperaments. This battle heightened both of their senses and tested their skills to the limit.
"I'm coming!"
"Yes!"
Asmodeus lunged forward—the clash of steel against lightning crackled and echoed, each strike louder, more accurate and refined than the last.
Alice used her agile and flexible body, launching kicks and punches, twisting and avoiding heavy blows, countering him with her unique mind and style. To him, it became difficult but delightful, as if fighting his mother but now able to fight on par... Asmodeus felt fulfilled.
'This is too fun, but I need more!' Asmodeus grasped his demonic sword tighter before tossing it to the side and cracking his fingers while facing the panting female. "I am going to crush you, if you don't resist I will make you mine."
"!!!"
The beautiful duchess felt his words and how serious he was, from that sharp, ferocious gaze, like a hungry beast. As if filled with a second wind and unbridled fury, she lunged at Asmodeus, her figure temporarily vanishing like a phantom with each step.
He felt satisfied noticing her rushing and attacking him so desperately as a result of his taunting and threat.
Focused on her movements, he stopped her fists with his palms and blocked her shins with his thighs, twisting and using his brute strength and superior skill to avoid damage.
Yet, with each clash, Alice became more desperate.
Her fists that struck once now hit twice, and her legs snapped at him thrice. Her speed and blows increased with each exchange.
Alice and Asmodeus met eyes as her fist slipped past his guard, hitting his cheek, while his savage knee collided with her abdomen.
Neither pulled their blow, each relying on pure tenacity to stand back up.
Asmodeus felt Alice's bloody fist strike his face; however, it was without the same explosive power as before, while Alice lifted off the ground, gasping for air as she flew backwards...
"Kah...!" Blood escaped through her lips like a river from the tremendous force.
Alice slammed against the ground before trying to push herself up, only to find Asmodeus pressing her down, both hands on her shoulders. His figure appeared like a blur of light. "I have crushed you," Asmodeus whispered. "So I shall have my prize!"
She struggled but found his strength overwhelming... "No... I can still Mmmmph?!"
A sudden feeling spread from her lips... a warmth, satisfaction... like her dehydration finally getting quenched. She didn't know why, but it made her feel incredibly fulfilled.
Her lips closed, Alice lost her mind, yet she, rather than resisting, her hands wrapped around his head, her legs clinging to his body, as like beasts with the same intensity and desperation they attacked one another.
Asmodeus explored his conquest, savouring the sweet, nectar-like saliva, experiencing all the flavours he could get.
The taste of her mouth, skin and sweat drove him wild.
Likewise, Alice felt the same. Her thirst quenched with each second they kissed, the raging inferno she always felt in her abdomen, the source and meaning now clear as she grasped his cheeks, this time it was her who attacked, sucking on his lower lip, sinking her teeth into the squishy flesh.
Alice felt intoxicated, like an unbreakable curse of some kind, as her breaths became shorter and more rapid, her heart beating at an alarming pace as their tongues met, entwining around each other.
At the same time, electricity coursed through their bodies, striking Asmodeus without relenting. It was another relentless battle, filled with both of their intense emotions and desires.
"Nnph... Mmmph.... haa.... more.... I haven't lost...yet!" Tenacious and powerful eyes. Alice refused to give up, even when facing defeat. With gritted teeth, she twisted and struggled despite feeling utterly exhausted.
To her surprise, Asmodeus released her shoulders and lifted her chin with his large hand, a feeling of electricity tingling and spreading from where he touched her face. His stare wasn't mocking but that of respect and admiration for someone strong enough to confront him in every way.
For a brief moment, Alice almost blushed. The deepness within those azure pools drew her in until—she felt his beastly desire for her... a thick, hard sensation pressing against her stomach as she lay in the dirt, covered in bruises and spent.
Yet refusing to admit defeat.
Asmodeus took her right hand in his left, tightly wrapping both together.
"I win." Asmodeus said with a victorious grin.
But the moment after, her body wrapped around him, twisting his hips and mounting above him as his back pressed against the warm, moist ground. "No... I win!"
His eyes widened because her mouth opened wide before biting his throat as if to end everything.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
'I wanted this!'
Electricity burst forth from her bite, shocking him until his spine numbed. But, oddly, he didn't mind this outcome whatsoever, allowing his neck to stretch and the beautiful duchess to do what she wished with him.
Yet he didn't plan to surrender, lifting both arms. He slapped down on Alice's huge ass with all his strength.
PAH—!
Her mouth opened wide, threads of saliva dripping from her teeth and tongue as his blood stained her lips.
Alice sat up, exposing her beautiful figure covered with dirt while pressing her tight ass against his beastly desire.
The slight pain and his bloody stench drove her wild, as it proved a battle between equals—a real male, someone who could make her happy and fulfilled!
"This is what I wanted... " A whisper from her lips as she tightened her buttocks, feeling his hot, rocks solid member between her cheeks, while gazing down at the man who drove her wild, teased her and made her confused...
"I don't want to lose to you, Asmodeus."
Both sides understood one another.
Fingers intertwined.
Minds were bound to one desire.
"I won't submit to you, or any woman either. Alice."
A silence passed, and the two divine beasts were long gone after realising the scent emitted by the pair, the desires and thoughts making the old men jealous and regretful.
Yet, Alice gazed down at Asmodeus before shaking her head. She grasped the buttons on her tunic and unfastened them quickly.
The moonlight illuminated her fair skin, which was beautiful and smooth. Then, her breasts slipped from the fur armour, bouncing as they flopped free of her wrapping.
"I will beat you... even if it's not using pure strength." Her voice sounded so seductive as she spoke those words.
Asmodeus could only swallow, dazzled by the beautiful goddess illuminated in the moonlight, as her hips swayed, dancing a dance just for him. Asmodeus couldn't help but become overwhelmed.
"Then let's see if you can conquer me..."
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Clothes were flung across the forest floor, and bites, kisses, and marks covered the necks and chests of both members. Alice, now on her back, lay on Asmodeus' cloak, her feet held apart in the air. Her black hair and silky petals oozing with fine nectar revealed themselves.
"You're already wet..." His tone came out as teasing, making Alice frown but not shy away as she grabbed her thighs from the front, showing him her perfect figure without reserve, with both legs extended, controlled by his hands grasping her ankles.
"D-Don't look so m-much..." She stuttered in embarrassment, trying not to blush at this man whose eyes were fixated on her nether regions, the hot gaze penetrating through her being, as a heavy breath escaped from her nose.
"Haaan?!"
A thick fingertip slipped along the smooth folds, sticky sounds filling the surroundings as Asmodeus swiped from her entrance to her clitoris, teasing her with a smirk. "You say that, look... but this lewd body tells me otherwise..."
His finger pressed firmly against Alice's pinkish clit, rubbing it in circular motions before increasing speed. "Ah-Asmodeus... Hyaah! fuck..."
Asmodeus squinted, his eyes able to see the best method to please women thanks to his bloodline.
His forefinger traced circles and figure-eight shapes around her clitoris while his thumb stimulated and massaged the opposite side, creating a dual sensation, eliciting more of her sweet juices.
Her breathing became shallow, her breasts rising and falling, while her hands grasped at the fabric. She clenched her eyes shut as she threw her head backwards, attempting to control her moaning.
"You... did you touch my ass like that on purpose the other night...?" A red face... with a cute voice, different from her normal deep and fierce tone. He found it adorable but kept his smile at bay.
He continued pleasuring her, listening to her moans and soft gasps until a warm, wet release seeped through the crack in his fingers.
"I did, you've got a really amazing ass... at first it was just to kill that bug, but such a soft and welcoming ass, was addictive."
His cocky attitude made her embarrassed, and she realised she enjoyed his words and the attention he gave her, different from the men who approached her and courted her in Grigor... she felt that Asmodeus slowly... and thoroughly conquered her.
"Nnn... then... how is this?"
Before Asmodeus realised what had happened, her feet lifted over her head, touching the floor... such agility and flexibility made him stunned as her ass and pussy came into full view, his crotch aching with this sudden view.
"Don't you want to take advantage of this position and ravish me?"
Alice took a very rare position named The Viennese Oyster Position, exposing everything... and causing Asmodeus to feel his heart and crotch throbbing rapidly.