Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 5325: Trying To Concoct A Life Inside (R-18)

Davis sank into her body in one steady push, filling and widening her until his hips met hers. He stayed like that, buried to the hilt, and let out a pleased grunt. He then leaned closer to her face, let out a low breath against her cheek as he took in her expression twisted in pleasure with relish.

"Dalila, your insides feel way too good..."

He whispered, biting her ear and licking her earlobes.

Dalila’s bosoms heaved as she smiled. Her squeals grew passionate even before he began to thrust.

Davis didn’t move yet. He only held her there, member throbbing inside her, savoring the way the inner walls fluttered around him as if they were trying to pull him deeper.

"Mhmm... husband, so big~"

Dalila’s eyes turned into hearts. She nudged him with her hips, wanting him to move inside her. She had also slept with him quite a few times, so how could she forget this feeling?

Davis drew in a cold breath as he inhaled Dalila’s scent like a predatory wolf.

He drew back and thrust in again, slow at first, then firmer. The wet sound of their joining filled the chamber. Dalila’s moans broke apart with every stroke.

"Mhm~ Ah... ahn... Davis~"

He pressed down on her, chest to breast, and found her neck. His mouth opened against the pale skin there and sucked, leaving a seizing heat and a mark while his hips kept moving. Their pace climbed. What started as lovemaking turned into a deep, heavy pounding, each thrust knocking a gasp out of her as his hips swayed in long motions.

*Paah!~* *Paah!~* *Paah!~*

The sound of their lovemaking echoed in lewd squelches and intermittent moans.

He did not stop until her whole body went stiff.

"I- Davis- I can’t- ah...!"

Dalila came first.

Her legs shook around his waist as she held him in a vice. Her inner walls clamped down hard, milking him in helpless waves as a broken moan tore out of her throat. Wetness spilled between them. Davis groaned against her neck and kept her pinned through it, grinding into her while she trembled.

With one hand, he kneaded her big tender white breasts. They were getting deformed and bounced back into shape in his hands, kneaded like dough.

Davis felt that Dalila was extremely breedable today. He ground his hips against her even as she came repeatedly. It was a pity that he still hadn’t learned that Divine Technique, so he could only leave the chance of pregnancy to fate.

Still, he hadn’t come yet.

He refused to ejaculate under this intense pressure, wanting to fuck his Dalila more.

"Wifey, your butt is so bouncy... I really want to thrust more, but you’re clamping me so tightly... how indecent...!"

Davis bullied her again, causing Dalila to clamp even tighter.

She let out a shameful moan, "Aaahn~ Do-don’t say such lewd things... I can’t stand it- mphf~"

Her lips were pressed shut, disallowing her from talking as he kissed her passionately for a while.

Only after Dalila’s first climax faded did he change position.

He pulled out, flipped her onto her side, lifted one of her legs, and thrust back in from behind. The new angle made her cry out. He held her thigh and pounded into her until her voice turned sweet and wrecked again, throes of suffering, one that was full of pleasure.

Then he sat back against the headboard, hauled her into his lap, and made her sink down on him facing him. Her full breasts pressed to his face. He sucked on her nipples while bouncing her on his member, then laid her down once more, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and drove in deeper than before.

"Aaahn~ Aah!~ Aaaa~"

Each time he changed, he watched Dalila’s face change. Each time, Dalila could only cling to him and moan helplessly, yet she couldn’t have enough. Her mind that was full of scribbles of recipes and pills, was now full of his face and the nether face.

When Davis finally felt himself reaching the edge as he didn’t want to hold back anymore, he gathered her into an embrace.

Then without mercy, he held her down and wrapped both arms around her back, pulled her flushed body against him, and thrust into the root. He repeated the motions, thrusting like a piston machine, never stopping.

*Paah!~* *Paah!~* *Paah!~*

Dalila’s intermittent moans echoed throughout the chamber. She thought she was going to die from pleasure.

The bed frame groaned under the thrusts, sounding like it was going to break. Her phoenix hairpin finally slipped and clattered somewhere among the sheets. Dalila’s eyes rolled, mouth open; every thrust invoked another broken sound out of her.

"Ah-! Ahn~ Davis- wait- I’m already- mmph~!"

Davis was not having it.

He kissed the rest of her protest back into her throat and drove into the womb again and again, chasing his own release only after he had wrung her body stupid. Her insides were soaked, fluttering, trying to push him out and pull him in at the same time.

Then his rhythm finally broke as Davis slammed in deep, held her down, and ejaculated.

"Dalila!"

"Hnggg!~~~"

Dalila shuddered under his hold when he roared passionately.

The first pulse of his thick cock made her feel like her insides were going to burst as she could feel it inflate more.

Hot yang essence flooded her womb in heavy waves. It was even scalding hot, leaving her breathless. One breath and two. He still did not pull out. He kept grinding against her as he poured more into her, groaning against her neck like a man who had been holding back for far too long. It did not finish in a few seconds. It went on and on.

Dalila’s belly slowly pushed outward under him, rounding from the sheer amount he forced inside her. Each new gush made her twitch. Her toes curled. She could feel it filling her, loading her, with nowhere left to go.

Some of it finally spilled.

White overflowed around his member and ran down her hole, smearing her thighs and the sheets beneath her. The wet sound it made was obscene. Dalila’s face burned scarlet. She turned her head, ashamed, trying to close her legs even while he was still buried in her.

"D-don’t look... it’s leaking... how embarrassing..."

Meanwhile, Davis proudly and satisfactorily looked at her.

"Don’t worry about it. You’re already full, so don’t take in too much. Leave some for your sisters. We can slowly dual cultivate to digest this one."

"..."

Dalila pouted, "No, it’s all mine."

"Then what do you suppose we do?"

Davis became embarrassed now. His thing wasn’t stopping. Perhaps due to the stress and pressure, his body had accumulated far more yang essence than he thought was possible in the past week. It drove out in nearly endless waves, his hips still shaking as his rock-hard member throbbed inside her.

"...Stick it in my mouth."

Davis blinked, "Dalila?"

"Don’t make me say it twice." Her voice was small, shame-laced, but firm, "You filled me so much it came out. At least... feed me the rest. We shouldn’t waste such a precious resource. The first essence after some time is always packed with- ah~"

Davis didn’t let her say anymore. He moved up the bed and sank his member into her mouth.

Although Dalila was startled by the sudden parting with his member, she parted her lips and took him in. It didn’t take long for them to be joined again, but this time in another hole. The taste of his seed and her own wetness spread over her tongue at once, leaving her befuddled.

’Mhm... simply divine...’

She sucked, cheeks hollowing as she felt there was nothing that had tasted so good in this world other than his yang essence, while Davis held the back of her head and fed her what was left on his member, his gaze filled with pleasure as his breathing grew hard.

"Mhm... slrp... nnh~"

She licked the shaft, kissed the head, then took him deeper, swallowing around him as he slowly pushed in and out of her mouth while blaming his thick cock filled with life seeds. Every time more of his release welled up, she drank it down, brows drawn in embarrassment and heat.

Davis looked down at her flushed face, swollen lips, marked neck, belly still faintly rounded, seed still leaking between her thighs, and let out a low, satisfied breath.

"Good wife," he murmured, stroking her hair while she sucked, "Drink it. Don’t waste what your husband has bestowed you and concoct a life while you are at it."

Dalila’s ears turned red, but she did not stop. She kept her mouth on him and sucked, wet sounds filling the quiet chamber while she let him use her lips the same way he had just used her body.

The next hour was filled with even more passion until the doors opened and a second harem member came in with soft and careful steps like a rabbit surveying the dense forest for threats. The room reeked of dual cultivation, but the culprits were nowhere to be seen, making the rabbit cautious.