The Monster King's Legacy - Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Lia’s Feelings
This particular night was calm, the scent of incense lingering in the air within and around the temple where Lia was within, kneeling in the center of the sacred space, her staff resting beside her, as she whispered a prayer under her breath.

Lance leaned against the doorway, watching her in silence. Lia’s graceful figure, framed by the faint aura of her magical energy, seemed to radiate calmly in a serene pattern, but he knew that behind her composed exterior lay the weight of countless burdens.

“You’re always here when the rest of us are asleep,” Lance said softly, stepping into the room.

Lia opened her eyes, a faint smile tugging at her lips as she turned toward him. “And you’re always out watching the stars. We all have our rituals, I suppose.”

Lance sat across from her, resting his sword beside her staff. “What are you praying for tonight?”

Lia’s golden eyes met his, their glow soft and warm. “For strength. For guidance. For the wisdom to keep walking this path with you.”

“You’ve already given so much,” Lance replied, his tone filled with admiration. “You don’t need to take all of this on yourself.”

Lia shook her head, her expression gentle but firm. “You don’t understand, Lance. This isn’t just about what I’ve given. It’s about what you’ve given, to all of us.”

She reached out, taking his hand in hers. Her touch was warm, her fingers delicate but steady. “When I pray, I don’t just pray for strength or guidance. I pray for you, Lance. For your safety, your success, your peace.”

Her words carried a quiet intensity that left Lance momentarily speechless. He squeezed her hand gently, his eyes meeting hers. “You’re more than just a spiritual leader to this tribe, Lia, you’re its heart, and you’ve been mine more times than I can count.”

A faint blush rose to her cheeks, though her gaze didn’t waver. “Then let me promise you something, Lance.”

She released his hand and stood, lifting her staff as she spoke with quiet determination. “I swear, before the spirits and the ancestors, that I will never leave your side. Through every trial, every victory, and every loss, I will be with you. That’s my promise.”

Lance stood as well, his golden eyes softening as he stepped closer to her. “Whatever comes, we face it together.”

The distance between them disappeared as he reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her face. Lia’s breath hitched slightly, her golden eyes searching his. For a moment, her usual maturity and calmness faltered as their lips met in a kiss that was both gentle and profound, a silent acknowledgment of everything they had shared and everything they would face together. The warmth of their connection filled the room, transcending words.

When they finally pulled apart, Lia rested her forehead against his, her golden eyes shimmering. “You’ll always have me, Lance. In every way.”

“And you’ll always have me,” Lance replied, his voice steady. “Uhm… the spirits won’t mind, would they?” Lance asked, causing Lia to chuckle a bit in a quiet voice, leaning in once again for a kiss, as their bodies went down, hitting the cushion.

After some minutes of passionate kissing, both of them knew quite well that today would not end on such a simple note, so with little words said between both of them, they headed towards Lance’s quarters.

As soon as they were in and the door shut itself behind them, they began another round of kissing, this one more passionate and intense than the last. They behaved like lovers that had been apart for some time and were only reuniting, groping each other gently as their tongues roaming around the other in a hot sensual feel.

They only separated for a moment to catch their breath before returning. Lance’s hands roamed slowly towards Lia’s thighs, grabbing them as his hands felt their softness, then, he picked her up, and without even thinking, her legs had wrapped around his waist as his hands slowly made their way towards her plump bum, caressing each cheek in a loving and possessive manner.

The mere feeling of having her body caressed like that felt so good, better than she had imagined, even drawing a quiet moan from her, “~Ngh~”, her head tilting backwards as their lips parted. Lia didn’t have time to even catch her breath completely before it hitched again when Lance started kissing and licking her neck, all the way to her collar bone.

“Salty…” He said between breaths.

‘That’s because…’ She started in her mind, unable to voice out proper words at that moment, “I haven’t… ~Ahh~~ taken a bath yet… ~Mhnn~~” She managed to say.

“No need to worry about it, I like your flavor either way.” Lance said.

He brought her to his room where a suitable and comfortable bedding awaited them, slowly putting her down on her back as. Lia ran her hand through Lance’s hair, the other hand feeling his body under his clothes.

At that moment, everything about Lance felt surreal and intoxicating, so much so that Lia couldn’t wait any longer, she wanted him immediately.

“Lance, it’s too much, I can’t wait… come inside me.” Lia said, locking eyes with Lance.

Perhaps it was because she asked him to, but so far, this was a new experience for Lance, none of the other girls asked him for it like this. Somehow, it made him even hornier. He had been restraining himself because of her, but now that she had given the permission, there was no need to hold back at all.

Lance took off Lia’s clothing, then he did the same for himself. He reached down to feel her sweet spot with his fingers first, but what he met was the gates of a cave completely moist with fluid all over.

“I’m ready, put it in.” Lia said, reaching up to Lance, stealing a strong kiss. Slowly, she felt Lance’s dragon survey the entrance of her wet cave, poking its head in slightly, searching for entry.

Each contact made felt like something opening up within her, it was baiting, teasing her even. The moment she called his name again, Lance pushed in, feeling the tightness of the space within as he went n slowly.

Lia’s hands reached around him, pulling him in as her moans escaped her lips in a louder tone. She couldn’t hold it back.

“I’ll start moving now.” Lance said.

“Yes, be gentle~”

Though Lance went slow at first, the stimulation was so much that Lia couldn’t even form a thought all through, even without knowing, grabbing the sheets while pulling on them while her head hung backwards from the pleasure, lustful moans escaping her mouth every time Lance thrust his shaft in and out of her.

Lance soon started indulging in her other erogenous spots, caressing her every inch, making her feel a whole body experience before she felt the real one.

They went at it for a long time, until both could no longer hold it in. Lia’s moans grew steadily, her body clenching on Lance’s without her even noticing. In this state, everything felt hypersensitive, as though her entire body was one and experiencing the same thing. Now even she was moving her hips, not just Lance alone.

“I… something’s coming~ I can’t hold it in!~~” She cried, her eyes closed tightly. Even as she complained, she couldn’t stop herself from moving her hips in cadence to Lance’s.

In that moment, the walls of her inner cave tightened, squeezing and squirming all around Lance’s naked member, giving even greater stimulation to him. Even he could not last any longer under such conditions.

“~Nghh!~ Ahh~~~” Lia cried out pleasurable sounds that only excited Lance more.

In that moment, as she moaned loudly, she could no longer hold back the flooding gates, and her cave leaked with juices, flowing down intensively followed by even more juices that looked like pee. With one final powerful thrust, Lance reached her deepest parts, releasing his seeds and populating her innermost parts.

Lia’s body trembled lightly after her juices stopped flowing, curling up on her side in a fetus position. Lance laid down behind her, caressing her slowly while hugging her deeply and affectionately. He too was drained after just one round, they needed rest.

They lay together in the temple for hours, speaking of different things, dreams for the future, their hopes for the nation that had started taking shape, and their unshakable commitment. Only after fully resting did they take the initiative to explore more of each other…

The night was long.