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Chapter 263: Beautiful Moment

With not a single thread of clothing between them as he held the Red Star Empress, Richard found the sensation impossible to describe. It was a beauty that surpassed even his wildest imagination.

"Empress..." Richard whispered, changing how he addressed her as he gazed into her eyes.

She seemed past the point of caring what he called him. Her breath hitched, and her gaze was filled with a sense of helpless surrender.

"Why are you still so shy?" he asked softly.

"Who’s shy?" she countered, rolling her eyes.

Richard let out a low chuckle at her expression. After looming over her for a moment, he moved to her side and urged her to sit up. She could no longer shield her body from him, allowing Richard to admire her to his heart’s content.

He pulled her toward the center of the bed, as they were still perched on the edge with their feet dangling toward the floor. He cupped one of her breasts, kneading it gently, which inevitably caused her expression to soften.

"You are so beautiful," Richard said again.

"Don’t you ever get tired of praising me?" she replied.

"I could never get tired of it. After all, you were the most desired woman of the previous generation in the capital. I know that besides Dasmond, there were countless others who wanted you. And yet, I am the one who won your heart—the one who brought you to Boundless City for this."

As he spoke, Richard took her slender hand and placed it over his length. The softness of her palm was incredible, and he reveled in her touch. The Empress rolled her eyes again at his boldness.

"I didn’t expect you to be this naughty," she murmured.

"You’re one to talk. Weren’t you the one who slipped your hand into my trousers earlier?" Richard teased.

The Empress was momentarily struck speechless.

"One day, I want the whole world to know that you are my lover," Richard declared.

"Aren’t you afraid of making Lilith angry?"

"How could I be afraid of her? Nothing can stop me from loving you," he answered firmly.

He then reached for her hair, which was still neatly pinned up. He pulled the tie free, letting the locks cascade down her back.

"Empress, I can’t hold back any longer. Do I have your permission?" Richard asked, his gaze drifting downward.

The question only made her more bashful. "You need to stop talking nonsense," she said.

"Heh, I just didn’t want to be too presumptuous with you," Richard joked.

"You’ve been presumptuous since the start and you’re only saying that now?" She gave him a playful, exasperated pinch.

Richard chuckled before gently pushing her back until her head hit the pillow. He parted her thighs and positioned himself. The Empress looked overwhelmed with modesty; she turned her face to the side, eyes nearly closed, as she gripped the pillow tightly.

Slowly, Richard began to push inside. Instantly, her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and an expression of unbearable sensation crossed her face. She pressed her lips together to keep any sound from escaping.

She was incredibly tight, feeling no different from a virgin, yet she was slick and welcoming. Richard found no resistance as he moved within her, mesmerized by the warmth and pressure.

Unlike his first experiences with Grace and Lilith, there was no barrier to break. The Red Star Empress was not a maiden; she was a widow who had been married before Richard was even born. But to Richard, that didn’t matter. He loved her with all his heart. Her past was irrelevant; what mattered was that she was his now.

Richard lowered his body against hers. This time, she didn’t dare look at him until he gently touched her face. Her breath was warm against his skin. She could hardly believe that the little boy she once knew was now one with her.

As he began to move, Richard captured her lips in a kiss. It allowed her to muffle her moans for a moment and helped her relax, her arms eventually winding around his neck. She lost all sense of control in the heat of the kiss, meeting his tongue with her own in a desperate, tangled dance.

When Richard finally broke the kiss, she began to moan—an indescribable, beautiful sound that fueled his fire. His pace quickened. Still shy, she pressed Richard’s head into the crook of her neck. Her cries grew louder as the intensity mounted, while Richard worked tirelessly, his hands never leaving her breasts.

Eventually, the Empress’s reservations vanished. Her hips began to rise instinctively to meet his movements. Richard didn’t stay pressed against her; he wanted to see her in the throes of pleasure. Though it embarrassed her, her eyes drifted down, watching the rhythmic motion of their union.

Richard felt a boundless sensation. Somehow, that feeling pushed something deep within his body, shoving him past his final limit. In that instant, he was able to absorb the final bit of Aether he needed to enter the Lord Realm.

It was hard to believe this could happen in the middle of lovemaking. Of all the books he had read, none had ever mentioned such a thing. But he didn’t rush the process; he stayed focused on her, wanting to ensure she reached a peak she would never forget.

Seeing that her shyness had truly faded, Richard shifted their positions, rolling them over so he was beneath her. The Empress found herself sitting atop him. She looked stunned by the sudden change, but Richard thrust upward while squeezing her breasts, giving her a faint smile.

With lust clouding her mind, the Empress threw her image to the wind. She began to move her hips rhythmically over him.

"Ahhh... Ahhh..." she moaned, head tilted back in ecstasy.

Richard sat up to embrace her, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking firmly.

"Ohhhhh!" She trembled, pressing his head deeper into her chest.

"You’re incredible, Your Majesty," Richard whispered against her skin.

At that, the Empress took the initiative, pulling him into an aggressive kiss, her passion completely unchecked. Not long after, Richard felt the peak approaching. He didn’t hesitate, releasing his seed deep within her as her body tightened around him in a series of intense pulses.

"Ahhhhh!" she cried out, her eyes wide as they both reached the summit.

Their bodies went limp. Richard lay back down, and the Empress collapsed into his arms. He held her gently, stroking her smooth, bare back. As her breathing steadied, she drifted off to sleep almost instantly.

Richard, however, was not ready for rest. Still holding her close, he focused on absorbing the final remnants of Aether.

DING!

[Magic Realm: Grimoire]

[Aether: 200,000/200,000 <Tier 3>]

[Aether Accumulation: 285,000 <Tier 3>]

(Your Aether has reached 200,000. You have advanced to the Lord Realm.)

(Status:

[Nama: Richard]

[Magic Realm: Lord]

[Aether: 0/500.000 <Tier 3>]

[Aether Accumulation: 285.000<Tier 3>]

[Soul:

Black Heart Soul

Immortal Moon Soul]

[Black Heart Hidden Power: 205.000/500.000]

DING!

(To advance to the Ruler Realm, you simply need to continue accumulating Aether!)