Son of the Hero King
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During this period of war, Sol had done his best to restrain his libido as much as possible, It was only after the seven-day ceasefire that he was able to let his restraints loosen and finally relax.

Even so, it wasn’t as if he was completely relaxed. Though he projected an image of absolute confidence, he was filled with endless worries deep down. The weight of the expectations on his back could not be easily ignored, nor was he willing to ignore them. For the upcoming events, even the simplest mistake may cause him to lose his life or the lives of his loved ones.

It was stressful, very much so.

But right here, right now, holding Camelia in his arms, Sol could feel his heart finally find a semblance of peace. Though he knew he would have to fight for his life tomorrow, all that mattered at the moment was this woman who had been ready to give her life to him.

This was why he fought. To spend blissful times with his loved ones.

“I will untie you for now. But let’s keep the blindfold on.” He did not wait for her to protest before acting on his words.

It’s now time for the main event.

A smile stretched his lips as he placed his rough hands on Camelia’s smooth, plump thighs.

Camelia moved her hips in surprise as she felt his hands on her limbs. A small shriek escaped her when he took hold of her ankle and spread her legs wide out of the blue.

Shame burned her cheeks when she realized how ridiculous she must be looking with her legs spread apart like so.

“I want to devour you right now.” He said while kissing her ankles and leaving a trail of slobbering mess behind as he progressively went lower, inching closer to her moist hole.

Camelia’s hips moved involuntarily, chasing the sensation of his kisses, while her brain supplied her with an imagined vision of the entire scene. She knew she was dripping wet right now and the waterworks were not about to stop anytime soon.

Sol could no longer hold himself back at the sight before him. His lower half had gotten beyond hard for some time already. So much so that it had started to hurt him.

He held her hips with his hands, a bit roughly just how she liked it. Her long slender legs clumsily wrapped around his hips almost immediately, as if on instinct, bumping here and there through the process.

“Hold onto me,” Sol said, nay commanded. He had to force himself to calm down and reign in his impatience but some of it still managed to leak out. With such a lovely woman in his arms, who could even blame him?

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She followed his order and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. His muscles felt firm yet also flexible. Even though she could see nothing, the perfect definition of his body was enough to further intensify her excitement.

“I am going in,” Sol warned.

He raised his upper body and centered himself against her, gradually adding his weight onto her voluptuous body. Soon, he inserted his manhood inside her inviting hole, inching through her quivering folds. She was still wearing her crotchless panties, making this scene more intense than it should have been.

Camelia grunted as she felt him enter.

His penis pressed in and stuck along the walls of her wet pussy. Her soft, fragile, and pink-hued inner walls trembled as they spread with the insertion of his member, making way for his cock. She furrowed her brows as she felt the gradual intrusion of the foreign object inside her.

She felt like her body was twisting from the inside. Her wet internal walls had already wrapped and tightened around him. Her nail dug into his shoulder, but Sol did not even flinch nor groan in pain. This was absolutely nothing for him.

He nibbled and licked her neck and chin, careful not to leave any marks on her body, and slowly made small movements along his hips.

Like this, the oldest dance in the world started once again inside the confines of this room.

He went on carefully; as if he was handling glass, fighting against his heart that wanted to rough up her body to his desires. One of his greatest struggles was always to make sure he did not end up hurting his women during the act. They were so fragile, after all. Even a King like Camelia would be in danger if he used all his strength if she didn’t protect herself with mana.

As the movement started to accelerate, the pleasure on both sides continued to intensify. Her red inner walls, which twisted and swelled up, slowly began to wrap around his member and pulled him in, as if it had adapted to his size. Every time he thrust in, there was a lewd and obscene sound that rang from the inside of her body.

She moaned out loud. She looked to be in pain, but her body still twitched with pleasure and reciprocated his movements. When he pulled out, she felt a searing burn along her inner walls, but once he pushed in again, her entrance swallowed him with a hunger that she had a hard time understanding. Her soft inner walls continuously stimulated his shaft.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh and the sloshing sound of lewd liquids being spilled and stirred stroked her ears obscenely, bringing endless pleasure to Camelia.

Sol hugged her upper body tightly against his and changed his posture. She was placed on his lap, and his cock stuck her deeply due to her weight. Seized in a position that felt like the center of her body had been pierced to her depths, Camelia held her breath.

Gradually, she lost all senses in the lower half of her body, and her mind felt weird and hazier than ever. She felt like she was on drugs even though she had never even taken drugs in her life.

“Hha… Hha…” Her rough breaths increased, flooding the room alongside their lewd pants.

“Your insides are shaking like crazy, you know.” Sol breathed hard.

He firmly held onto her hips as he bore deeper into her. Her juices flowed out from her down to her buttocks. As he continued to thrust, the viscous fluids created a constant and moist slapping sound.

He slowly changed the direction of his thrusts as he penetrated deeper into her folds, inching toward her womb. He concentrated on her panting and groaning and stubbornly hammered into all the sweet spots he remembered.

“Ah! Aah…”

Her insides squeezed and started to spasm. He saw that she was about to climax and plunged deeper into her.

Her body froze and she let out a long, throaty cry. Her entire body began to tremble. He was far from reaching his limit but stopped holding himself back.

“I’m going to cum.” He warned and groaned immediately as he felt his penis swell and finally release everything he had been holding in.

The two hugged each other tightly for a long few minutes, bathing in the pleasure their bodies elicited in the other.

Camelia felt herself filled with strength. She wanted more, she wanted to continue. But a kiss from Sol managed to calm her down.

“Let’s sleep for now. We need to conserve our energy for tomorrow.” He smiled and took away her blindfold.

The sudden intrusion of light was a bit hard on her eyes, but after blinking a few times, Camelia gazed at Sol and hugged him even more tightly. As if she wished she could fuse with him.

“I love you.” She knew those words might be corny to say after they just had sex, but those were her honest feelings. She loved him, more than anything or anyone in existence.

Sol kissed her forehead, her words filled him with elation. He knew that she loved him, but the feeling when she uttered those words would never grow old.

“I love you too. More than you can imagine.” He said gently and with this, both closed their eyes, drifting towards dreamland.

The final act of this war was inching ever closer, but for now, they would rest.