My System Increases My power Every Day Without Missions and Levelling

Chapter 230: First Night

"So now you want it, Sister Lilith? Did kissing in front of everyone make you hot?" Richard said.

His smile couldn’t have been brighter.

But those words only served to irritate Lilith. She pushed him away. Though the push was light, Richard was still forced back a step.

"To my room," Lilith uttered before stepping toward an open door with a staircase inside.

Richard felt like laughing but held it back. This was completely different from how things were with Grace. Grace didn’t make much of a fuss. Lilith was her polar opposite, a trait that clashed intensely with his own personality.

Naturally, Richard followed behind her.

The woman removed the tiara from her head and pulled at her blonde hair, letting the bun unravel until it cascaded down, long enough to reach her waist. It was thick and wavy, a brilliant blonde like gold radiating light.

The best part of Lilith was undoubtedly her blonde hair. Richard felt that no hair could be more beautiful than hers.

With her wearing a short dress, Richard’s eyes couldn’t help but flicker toward her long legs again and again. In terms of size, her legs weren’t much different from Grace’s since they were of similar height. However, Grace was thinner, while Lilith’s legs were more shapely. Grace’s skin was also too pale, whereas Lilith’s legs were more radiant.

Of course, the best part was the mature charm Lilith possessed—something the young Grace, who had only just entered adulthood, lacked.

Lilith occasionally glanced back at Richard. She seemed uneasy, perhaps feeling as though she were being followed by a wild beast.

At this point, Richard began removing the crown from his head and even his cloak. They were suitable for a wedding, but he thought ordinary clothes were more comfortable. From the start, he had been wearing simple attire underneath: long trousers and a singlet.

When Lilith looked back and saw he was no longer wearing his cloak, she looked quite surprised.

By chance, they arrived in front of a door that looked more like a gate; it was massive and adorned with star carvings that emitted a faint glow, despite being carved into wood.

"Sister Lilith, is this our bedroom door?" Richard asked.

He was truly impressed. If not in this palace, he likely would never have found a door like this. Even in his own Dragon Hall, such a door did not exist.

Lilith did not respond. She pushed the double doors, which swung open on their own, revealing an incredibly spacious bedroom.

The walls were actually made of glass, overlooking the city. The palace courtyard was also clearly visible from there. It was located at the very front of the palace—more precisely, above the hall on the highest floor.

Richard saw numerous light crystals of various shapes hanging from the ceiling, making the entire room very bright. The bed was positioned right in the center of the room. It was a white bed draped in pink mosquito netting that appeared to be made of silk threads. At first glance, the bed looked small, but Richard knew it was about four meters wide and long—massive by any standard.

Despite the room’s vastness, there was only the bed. Nothing else. Not even a table was in sight. However, the floor alone was enough to amaze Richard; it was covered in a thick carpet, likely woven from silk as well.

Given the location, this room seemed reserved for the ruler of the land. In other words, Lilith’s father, the previous king, had lived here. Now, it was inherited by Lilith.

After opening the door, Lilith simply walked in. As she passed through, the doors began to close on their own.

Richard didn’t wait for them to shut. He moved quickly, appearing behind Lilith and suddenly wrapping his arms around her waist. He stepped forward again, bringing them directly in front of the bed—or more accurately, the opening of the silk netting. It wasn’t fully closed; the "door" of the netting had been left open.

Lilith was startled by Richard’s actions. Before she even had time to say a word, Richard pushed her down onto the bed so she was lying on her stomach, and he pressed his weight against her back.

He buried his face in her blonde hair, which was incredibly soft and fragrant. Brushing a few strands aside, he revealed the long, white expanse of the back of her neck.

Without hesitation, Richard kissed the back of her neck and sucked firmly, instantly making her tremble.

"No, boy..." Lilith tried to protest, but Richard didn’t stop. Instead, he sucked harder.

"Ahh..."

Her initial protest died away as a soft moan escaped her lips. Only then did Richard stop. He also stopped pinning her down, giving her the chance to turn over and lie normally.

Naturally, Lilith turned over immediately. Her face was flushed deep red, her breathing was shallow, and her eyes looked vacant. Previously, she had only been kissed; now, to put it bluntly, she felt as if she were being pursued with a burning passion. It was only natural she was so shocked.

However, Richard only gave her enough space to turn around. His face hovered near hers again, though he didn’t kiss her immediately. He stroked her cheek and said, "You are so beautiful..."

This time, he didn’t use her name. He felt it wasn’t right to keep calling her Sister Lilith, yet there was still a lingering awkwardness in calling her by name or using terms like ’darling’ or ’baby.’

Lilith began to calm down, staring into his eyes and allowing his hand to caress her cheek.

"Damn you, brat," she muttered.

Richard rolled his eyes at that. Even in this situation, she still used such rough language. In response, his other hand reached for one of the soft curves of her chest and squeezed gently.

Lilith didn’t try to stop him or get angry. Instead, her facial expression suggested she was holding back a certain sensation. Richard knew she was enjoying his touch.

Seeing this, his lips moved to kiss her neck again.

"Ahhh..." A soft moan escaped Lilith’s mouth. At the same time, her hand suddenly pressed against Richard’s head. It could only mean she liked it immensely and wanted him to be more aggressive. Despite being shy about such matters, she clearly wanted him.

Richard, of course, became more assertive. His hand touched Lilith’s thigh, which had tempted him for a long time. It was the smoothest and most alluring part of her skin, incredibly comfortable to the touch.

Lilith’s breathing grew more ragged. Her chest heaved up and down. Richard gave her a moment to catch her breath.

Somehow, Lilith’s leg moved, closing the silk netting so they were completely enclosed within the pink canopy. Richard couldn’t help but be mesmerized as he looked at Lilith’s face again—a face filled with pleasure and desire.

"Don’t hold back. Your body is mine, and mine is yours. Isn’t this what you’ve been waiting for since I was a boy?" Richard whispered into Lilith’s ear.

Richard kissed her cheek, but his words seemed to provoke her. She used her hands to push Richard’s face upward before pulling it back down so their lips met. Lilith, it seemed, wanted to kiss, and this time she took the initiative.

How could Richard not kiss her back aggressively? Lilith responded by wrapping her arms around him.

Richard’s hands were never still. He pushed the hem of her dress up to her waist. From beneath, his hand reached for her bra and pulled it away. That wasn’t all; Richard then boldly pulled down Lilith’s underwear.

Even while they were kissing, shock was visible in Lilith’s eyes. Because of this, Lilith kissed him even more fiercely, her tongue darting out to lick his lips. Her goal was clear: she didn’t want Richard to look down now that her most intimate beauty was exposed.

Richard didn’t mind continuing the kiss. He met her tongue with his own. The woman was no longer shy; she was showing him her desire. Their tongues intertwined, exchanging heat and breath.

To turn up the heat even further, Richard began to touch the most beautiful part of Lilith’s lower body. He found soft hair, not long but not short. Shortly after, he touched the warm, slick folds.

There was no way Lilith could keep kissing calmly now.

"Ohhhh..." she groaned, unintentionally breaking the kiss. Her face was a mix of embarrassment and lingering indignation. But she still held onto Richard, not letting him pull away.

"Take off your clothes first," she said.

"How can I do that like this?" Richard replied. "Please let me sit up."

"Promise not to look down there," Lilith countered.

"I promise!" Richard nodded quickly.

Lilith seemed to have forgotten she could simply pull her dress back down to cover herself. After all, she was still wearing it. Richard, of course, wasn’t going to tell her that.

Lilith’s grip on him loosened, allowing Richard to sit up. But Lilith kept a close watch on him, and Richard didn’t dare avert his gaze from her face.

He first removed his singlet, revealing his broad, muscular chest. That was the part Grace loved most; she had once said that any woman with normal desires would be aroused seeing him shirtless.

Lilith appeared calm, but her eyes remained fixed on his chest. On the other hand, Richard moved to lower his trousers, and Lilith’s gaze shifted there.

Richard had taken off his trousers in front of Grace many times, so he didn’t feel too shy in front of Lilith. He could probably even do it in front of the Red Star Empress.

However, as he lowered his pants, Richard kept his eyes locked on Lilith’s face to keep his promise. Quickly, his "dragon staff," already standing tall and firm, was revealed.