Divine Emperor of Death

Chapter 1931 - Absolving (R 18)

Davis was above Bylai Zlatan, his gaze roaming over her naked body with intensity. His pupils reflected her teary golden eyes, crescent eyebrows, small nose, and tantalizing rosy lips, twisted in a helpless fashion.

Her face appeared shy and her embarrassment deepened by the second as his gaze kept lowering, looking at her twin peaks that wouldn't lose to Isabella's size, its shape wonderful like two mature peaches ready to be devoured. Her hips appeared slim before leading to the shape of curvy buttocks, and her inner opening was hurriedly blocked by her shapely thighs that were thick enough to make him salivate.

Those long, smooth, and jade-like legs of hers didn't help him control the beating passion in his heart. He raised his head to look at her face, but her luscious twin peaks caught his attention once again. Nevertheless, using all his willpower in front of two huge forces of attraction, Davis moved his lips.

"I've seen your naked body as much as I want to, staining you with my eyes. I'll just consider this your punishment, so there's still some chance to back away. Do you want to-"

"Please don't go~"

Bylai Zlatan hurriedly reached out her hand from the sheets to his shoulder, capturing him with her frail hands. Her cheeks were crimson, and her heart was rapidly beating in nervousness. Her entire features known to none were deeply imprinted in his mind, making her consider that she was already his.

Seeing Bylai Zlatan's pleading gaze, Davis also no longer possessed any misgivings.

Raising her chin with his hand, he lowered his head, caught her luscious lip between his lips, and began to kiss her slowly.

Bylai Zlatan's eyes were wide with a thunderous feeling passing through her spine upon feeling his soft yet searing lips. Even without her consciously making any move, they interlocked, causing her eyes to quiver before they narrowed.

She felt as though she was floating in the pond, but all the gentle caresses of the wave were concentrated on her lips, making her feel good.

"Mhmm… haaa…"

She panted in response, trying to kiss him back. She was beginning to like this feeling which made her feel wonderful. It was as though she could really feel his love passing through the passage of their mouths.

Davis became enamored with her taste, which he felt was unique to every woman. He was now kissing the Golden Dragon Queen, coveted by many extraordinary men. He was starting to make love with her with gentleness, slowly making her get into the mood for it.

He had been lying when he said that there was some chance to back away as he only wanted to know if she was alright with doing it now. After what she did for him above the battle stage, it would be a lie to say that he didn't hold some kind of complicated feelings for her, no matter how little it may be.

One minute… two minutes… five minutes passed.

His tongue had also entered, making a wet mess of her lips while he occasionally sucked on her saliva and drank, which was sweet as honey. The expressions she made under his hold were also delectable, which he watched with passion.

When he left her lips, Bylai's eyes were muddled while she gasped for breath. However, a significant change had undergone in her eyes; that was, the gaze she cast at him was no longer one of nervousness but passion.

"Bylai…"

Davis grasped her glorious peak with one hand and fondled it with care, placing a hot kiss on her neck that made her gasp and echoed a coquettish moan.

However, Bylai suddenly caught his shoulder and pushed him away, causing him to blink.

Bylai Zlatan appeared to bite her lips, her gaze trembling.

"My emperor, please make love with me after absolving me of my family's sins. Until then, I will not be able to truly receive your love..."

"…?"

Davis furrowed his brows. How can he not make love with her when she just told him that-

'Wait a minute...'

"You want me to… punish you now?"

Bylai Zlatan paused before she determinedly nodded, "At this rate, I feel like I'm just taking advantage of your kindness. Please punish me for real. Otherwise, I'll feel like scum."

If Davis didn't control his expression, his mouth would've gone agape in bewilderment.

Was this her pride?

Did she not consider the humiliation she experienced above the battle stage a punishment? Did she not consider the other things she could've suffered in his enslavement as humiliation?

Indeed, because she did that for Davis, she didn't feel like it was part of her atonement. Moreover, there was still the entrapment hex haunting her. After glimpsing Davis deeply craving her body, which she had thought he had no interest in, her pride had been deeply satisfied, but if he continued with this, it was likely he could forget about her entrapment hex and become enraptured by her body. She would implicate him to death.

She had to remind him without telling him.

Nevertheless, Davis's brows couldn't help but twitch.

How come she is the one feeling like scum when he was the one who possessed an advantage over her? However, feeling like something was off, he couldn't help but ask.

"You want me to release the Zlatan Family?"

"I don't dare…!" Bylai Zlatan shook her head before she pursed her lips, leaving a pause before her lips moved again.

"But… all I ask is more benevolence and forgiveness for them. I don't want to see my Zlatan Family decline..."

Davis's expression became frigid.

"You dare to still call yourself a Zlatan? I see that you're still trying to rebel against me..."

"No, I-"

Abruptly, Davis slid his right hand between her legs and plunged a finger inside her salacious wetness before he thrust in and out of her.

"Hnng…!"

Bylai Zlatan clenched her teeth as she moaned. The sudden yet strange sensation that invaded her innocence scared her, but it also made her feel pleasure, making her feel somewhat excited amidst the scary experience.

Davis appeared satisfied with her face that momentarily twisted in pleasure before he smirked like an overlord towering above her.

"Tell me, who's pleasuring you right now?"

Bylai Zlatan's breathing was rapid.

"The Emperor of… Death…"

Squelching sounds began to appear when he inserted his second finger. This woman was wet for him already, ready to be taken. However, Davis still used his fingers.

"What's his name…?"

"Davis… Loret…"

As an insider for a while, she knew that his wives like to call him Davis Loret rather than Davis Alstreim that is widely known.

A third finger entered, widening her cave a bit more as Davis trusted all three fingers.

"So who's conquering you right now?"

Bylai Zlatan had her lips pursed in order to endure, but she opened her mouth to speak.

"Davis… Loret… You… Aahn~"

Davis leaned and took her peachy softness into his mouth. The soft tip grew erect within an instant as he licked, bit, and sucked on them, increasingly teasing the inexperienced Golden Dragon Queen.

"Aaah~ Aa~"

Bylai Zlatan had her lips parted, and even drool seemed to be spilling out from the invasion of these sudden pleasures.

On the other hand, Davis was completely enamored with her body, pushing his three fingers and thrusting it in a rhythmical pattern that elicited those wondrous and lascivious moans from her.

But what was he doing?

He was punishing her, except the punishment was going to be in the form of overwhelming pleasure that's going to make her want to demand his thing to enter her from feeling hollow.

After all, if she knew he was doing this on purpose, it wouldn't be much of a punishment, would it?

And as expected, Bylai Zlatan was aware that she was being bullied. Perhaps, this was the Emperor of Death's way of punishing her, or so she thought as she left her body to be played by him.

Back then, if she felt extreme resistance when she was enslaved, there was practically none now.

Bylai Zlatan started feeling pleasure in three areas. Davis sucked on her peachy bosoms. He sucked on both her tits in intervals while his left hand played with them by fondling to his heart's content, occasionally flicking her erect nipples.

His right hand was at work in her insides as erotic squelching sounds echoed, making her feel strange and pleasured as time passed that she felt something was going to flood out, and it did when Davis suddenly moved from her bosoms and sucked on her jade-white neck.

"Ahhnn~"

Panic filled her face before she threw her head and moaned.

A rush of slick juices spurted from Bylai Zlatan's entrance, drenching the sheets with intensity. It was like she was peeing, clear water erupting in copious amounts as it stained his hands.. However, it was nothing more than her yin essence, washing over Davis's fingers as he deeply sucked on Bylai's soft neck, making her tremble underneath his actions.