Emperor's Reckoning

The most beautiful woman in the world was in front of him as he grinned proudly. Feasting with his eyes he looked at her dumbfounded face before pointing down with his finger to gesture her to look below against the warm water.

Cecile did so before seeing the reflection in the water. There, a face she had never seen was in the reflection. She touched her cheeks in spots that the reflection would mirror it accurately. Her eyes opened wide in realization as the face actually belonged to her. She never thought that she could be that beautiful. Not even the queen of the kingdom could compete with her radiant.

How would the people think right now, that the criminal was actually more beautiful than the queen herself? There was not a single thought that could run through Cecile's mind, for there was nothing but the bitterness that she felt from the world she had lived in until now.

"Alright, my job here is done, let me get something for you while you dry your body. It will be a perfect fit! I guarantee it with my long-running career!" laughed Lyon before he turned around.

"Hm?" His eyebrows twitched as something grabbed a hold of his hand and preventing him from moving further. He slightly looked down before letting Cecile spoke.

However, only a drip of water that was from Cecile's hair that he could hear. She held him by the tip of his fingers, she knew that he could shake it off easily if he wanted to but he didn't. She tightened the weak grip that she had to a point that it was trembling.

"What is it, Cecile," asked Lyon without turning around.

"Did you do all of this because of pity?" asked Cecile.

The heavy question immediately changed the atmospheric mood as Lyon slightly gulped to pacify his nervousness.

"Yes," answered Lyon.

He could feel the slight twitch from his fingers as a response from the beautiful woman. He knew that the answer would hurt her, but he chose the truth. She had been lied to too many times, it won't be right if he lied to her now after telling her to trust him.

"Thank you..."

Lyon raised his eyebrows before he turned around and looked at her with eyes of wondering. The two gratitude words were obviously something he didn't expect. He looked at her other hand followed suit before clasping his hand and raised it up to her glabella. She closed her eyes as she shed her tears on everything. She had a hard time trying to swallow down a still-beating heart. He could see her jaw trembling as she shook her head slightly. She opened her mouth a couple of times but she refused to say another word as she knew her voice would crack.

Lyon stood silent as her eyes mellowed. He couldn't think of anything to say right now nor could he think of something to do besides letting her calm down.

"..You..."

Lyon raised his eyebrows as he heard her mutter.

"...You... thank you for being honest..."

Lyon suddenly felt his heart thumping louder than usual as he looked at her eyes. Her beautiful auburn eyes reflected the complex compound of her emotions. He knew he had hurt her for saying that it was all because of pity, he knew that but still choose the truth. Was that the right choice?

She suddenly took one step forward as she entered his space. Leaving his arm away she looked up and leaned toward her lips.

Seeing her coming forward to a kiss, Lyon closed his eyes as he thought (Sorry Cecile, don't do that just because I'm being kind to you). He opened his eyes before red glows followed suit. The gleam made the entire place shifted its color palette to its bidding. The heavy pressure that could beat a cultivator with just a gaze was present, directly against the woman who had a shallow cultivation level. The image of the beast was present as the world was under its breath. One glare was enough to make the world bow down to him.

"Huh?!"

His red glow was immediately nullified as his absurd presence was pulled from the world in an instant. His lips felt the moist of her lips as they pressed on further. She already had her eyes closed whilst his opened wide in disbelief. (My aura didn't repel her at all, but that aura belonged to the strongest of the twelve... this woman... this auburn woman... her will is... absurdly strong!) thought Lyon as their words locked each other.

The fiery lust in his body spiked high before the very water they were in vaporized from the heat. There was not a single word said between them nor do they care about the phenomena that happened around them.

Cecile pushed him down as they laid naked and wet. Lyon was underneath before he looked up and saw her beautiful face nakedly showing its emotion. He wondered what she was thinking behind those eyes. He couldn't tell what the woman wanted nor why would she did this, but the young Lyon didn't spare time to ponder about it as the most beautiful woman was in his grasp.

He could clearly see her clean complexion and the goblet-like shape of her body. The red hue of her cheeks was present before she leaned back and sat straight against his firm navel. Her wondrous figure was on display as the primal desire inside him couldn't be contained anymore. The raging youth spare no time and sat up.

His lips opened up before he stuck his tongue out just right above his bottom teeth against the beautiful bosom, the flowery bud where the holy nectar resided. The magnificent fresh red of the nipple ignited his already fiery desire to a greater height. He couldn't care less for the loud thump that was coming out of her heart as her goosebumps started to erect from the hush of his breath.

His mouth nibbled her breast as it was pushed upward, sending a jolt of shock across her whole body as her lips quivered with hmm. There was not a single instance in her life that could prepare her for this. She couldn't help but embraced his head as her maternity instinct triggered. She faced down against the top of his head before kissing it as he kept on nibbling her breast.

His right hand reached out to fondle the other twin as his phallus was challenging the base of her spine. Slipping up and down as her body quivered with carnal necessity covered her soul.

Not sparing a single word, Lyon turned her over to the side before their position was reversed. Their faces were flushed red yet they looked at each other straight to the eyes, denying their clear embarrassment.

He gulped his saliva as he savored the view in front of him. Her hair was scattered on the floor below her alluring body and his heart was thumping fast. The passage of rite was about to begin as both of them then would ascend.

She couldn't bear to open her eyes fully as her breasts heaved up and down further enticing him. Her surrender looks nodded before Lyon leaned in toward her face. He crashed onto that auburn lips of hers before his hips slammed down. Her eyes opened wide from the jolt of pain that brought her to tears.

Her muscle tensed as the wall inside her vagina contracted and squeezed his phallus to a strong grip that made Lyon slightly twitched his eyebrows. After a few breaths as they looked at each other, the strong grip loosened before Lyon left her lips. With nothing to seal her moans, Lyon started to move furiously.

"Ahn~" her moans were free from her carnal as Lyon kept pounding without a single rest. The ecstasy that was running through his brain was addicting combined that with Cecile's weak expression.

His beastly desire peaked before he pulled her to his embrace. Cecile's hair had disheveled as she was at the mercy of his bestial core. She had to embrace her as she put her head on top of his shoulder while receiving the most intense pleasure that the world could offer. All the bitterness in her entire life seemed minuscule compared to this moment.

Her moans were loud and clear beside his ear as Lyon's movement rose up. The plopping sound of the intercourse of their flesh reverberated the royal bathroom as her ecstasy followed suit. His thrusts only gone deeper and deeper before he felt a rush from below his waist. The blood pressure inside his body intensified as his limbs moved in the mercy of his bestial instinct to mate.

"Kh!"

Cecile raised her eyebrows as she could feel something was coming with his thrusts were twice as fast, even her moans couldn't keep up anymore. She immediately pulled her face from his shoulder before crashed her lips toward his without a warning. Lyon opened his eyes wide as he put one last thrust as deep as he could before his phallus convulsed and shot his seed toward her womb.

Cecile opened her eyes wide as she could feel the twitch of Lyon's phallus. It kept pumping as she received all of it. Her navel soon felt the warmth of his love before Lyon gently laid her down.

Both of them let out heavy breaths as Lyon didn't seem to stop from his testicles that seemed to be breathing. Cecile was gasping for air but Lyon didn't wait and pulled her up over her shoulder.

"We... are... not... done yet."

"Eh?"

His love could be seen dripping out from her vulva but Lyon grinned ear to ear as he walked out of the bath like a king.

The night went on and days passed. The two of them didn't stop making love to each other as they lashed out their youths, exploring the carnal pleasure. The prison, the roof, at night where the market was bustling, their curiosity and desire peaked. Lyon didn't have self-control once he tasted the true poison that he was always teasing with.

It took them approximately two weeks before their fire lust dimmed down. There was only little to no rest between those days.

However, when they finally could take a rest in the place where they first met. The promised day had come as a shadow was waiting in front of their cell before pushing it open.