Sacrifice's Rise: I Became Invincible After Entering Godslayer Temple

Chapter 138 137-Initiating Provocation?2nd update, Cheer me with Power Stones!?

Chapter 138 Chapter 137-Initiating Provocation?2nd update, Cheer me with Power Stones!?

Inside the bedroom, the curtains were tightly drawn and only one bedside lamp was left on.

The dim light made the whole room somewhat hazy.

The man's heavy breathing was filled with a high fighting spirit, while the woman's melodious moaning was like she was savoring the happiest lust.

Their two naked bodies were tightly intertwined, rolling freely on the soft bed.

Emma struggled to lift her head, her beautiful eyes half-open, half-closed.

Her bright red lips were slightly parted, her moans high-pitched and passionate.

Her whole body was flushed and her face was painted with an extremely tempting shade of rose.

A pair of slender arms were tightly wrapped around John's neck, as if she wanted to press his whole head into her large, perky breasts.

Tiny beads of sweat dampened her hair, the wet strands sticking to her forehead, which only made her look more tempting.

John's hands supported Emma's raised hips.

Leaning against the headboard, he held Emma straddling him.

Their lower bodies were tightly connected, with his throbbing member repeatedly rubbing at the entrance of her already flooding nest.

The tingling sensation from their intimate contact made Emma even more lost.

She seemed to be possessed, her hands exerting force non-stop and her moans growing louder and louder.

John shook his head, thoroughly enjoying the joy of "cleansing milk".

He then didn't hesitate to open his mouth and take in the pink cherry that kept rubbing against his nose.

A soft "mm~~" escaped Emma as the warm touch on her chest made her involuntarily moan.

The sound that came deep from her nasal cavity was as tempting as a call from the other side, instantly igniting the desire in John.

He held up Emma's perky buttocks and, with a sudden thrust from his waist, lifted her.

"Ah~ um~~ oh~~"

Emma exclaimed, her moans becoming even more intense.

Her face became even more flushed.

She tried hard to sit upright, her body quivering.

She seemed to want to draw John's 'dragon' deep into her body.

With each of John's thrusts, the dragon explored in and out of the nest, the rhythm increasing.

The entire room was filled with a primal scent of desire.

"Slap, slap, slap…" The rhythmic sounds of their bodies colliding echoed.

Both were completely immersed in the physical instinct, unable to extricate themselves.

…

An unknown amount of time passed before the various sounds in the bedroom gradually quieted down.

Emma collapsed completely on John.

Her head was leaning against John's broad chest, her fingers continuously tracing circles on his chest.

As she was panting, her breath smelled sweet.

She was like a fish thrown ashore, her body's pleasure surging wave after wave until she felt like she couldn't breathe.

Finally, it was over.

Emma lifted her head, looking at John with feigned resentment, "You big bad guy, I was almost killed by you, how can you be so fierce…"

John chuckled, embracing Emma's naked, tender body, his hand gently stroking her smooth back.

After a long rest, Emma finally regained her strength.

Pinching John's firm chest muscle, she looked horrified, "So terrifying, Johnny, you're simply too terrifying, I can't even feel anything down there now…"

John's mouth curled up in a gentle smile as he teased, "Just admit you liked it, didn't you?"

Emma irritably bumped her head against John's chest, making a "thump, thump" sound.

After a while, she shyly mumbled, "I liked it, how could I not like it, I even liked it to my bones…"

By now, she was completely enchanted by John's strong body.

Her petite nose twitched lightly, inhaling the reassuring masculine scent lingering between his nostrils.

Emma stayed lying on John.

The thin blanket could not cover her shapely body.

"Johnny, school starts in a couple of days, but I don't want to move into the dormitory," she said.

John casually played with Emma's hair and said nonchalantly, "Then don't move into the dormitory. Just live here with me."

Emma shook her head like a rattle drum, "No, your place is too far from my school, I won't be able to make it to class on time."

Suddenly, she lifted her head, her beautiful eyes gazing quietly at John, "Johnny, I still have some money. I want to buy a house near the school. Do you want to move in with me?"

John smirked, "So you want to live with me? Who was it just now saying they couldn't handle it?"

Emma blushed deeply and covered her face, "Oh my, Johnny, you're so improper, I'm talking about serious matters."

John chuckled, "Don't worry about it. I'll handle this. You should keep your money for yourself."

Emma counted on her fingers, appearing quite serious, before saying, "That's a lot. I still have 10 million here, that's enough to buy a house."

John tamed her messy hair and said lightly, "10 million isn't that much. How much will you have left after buying the house? You're such a spendthrift, but don't worry. I'll buy the house. As a man, I can't let my woman spend her money."

Emma's face immediately lit up with happiness, and she buried her head tightly into John's chest, making a purring sound.

She looked like a lazy little kitty.

After a moment, Emma suddenly lifted her head, "Johnny, you can't be so good to me, you'll spoil me."

John showed a fond smile, exclaiming, "Silly girl, you've given me everything. We're inseparable now, spoiling you is only right."

"And I want to spoil you rotten, turn you into a spoiled little princess so that no one can take you away from me."

Emma's face was filled with more happiness. She smiled sweetly and nodded firmly, "Don't worry, I only want you in this lifetime."

"All my money is yours. I have no use for it anyway."

John was taken aback, looking down at Emma, who was giggling foolishly in his arms.

A warmth started to rise in his heart. This silly girl was too innocent.

Just as John was about to refuse, a mischievous smile appeared on Emma's face.

She turned her body, her soft hand once again reaching for the dragon that had just calmed down.

"Oh my, what's going on? Why are you looking so down? No energy at all?" Her teasing voice made John raise his eyebrows instantly, "You naughty girl, still haven't learned your lesson from before? Daring to provoke me?"

Emma lifted her head, her eyes teasing, "Yes, I want to provoke you, so what?"

Before John could answer, she slid down until her head was level with John's limp dragon.

She smiled seductively, parted her cherry lips, and took John's dragon into her mouth.

John gasped in surprise.

The warm touch on his glans made him lose control, his body involuntarily trembling.

Seeing Emma's black hair scattered on his abs, her head clumsily bobbing up and down, a touch of red tinted John's eyes.

Though Emma's oral skills were quite inexperienced, devoid of any technique, it was this raw initiative that was the most seductive to a man.

John growled lowly, feeling the desire that had just been extinguished in his body reignite with a vengeance.

The dragon, which was previously limp, started to rise again.

Until finally, it stood proud and erect. Its maximum size stretched Emma's small mouth to the limit. She had to use both hands to barely fit the head in.

Lifting her pretty face, her cheeks bulged out.

Even so, she did not stop her movement.

John could clearly sense the soft little tongue gliding gently over the most sensitive part of his dragon.

"Umm... it's so big..." Emma's muffled voice echoed, causing John to lose control completely.

He roared, flipped over and pinned Emma underneath him.

Another wave of passion ensued, carrying them through countless entrancing moments.

...

When they were forcefully logged out from the game, it was still early morning.

By the time they emerged from the bedroom, the sun was shining brightly.

It was already noon.

Emma, supported by John, staggered out.

Her cheeks were still flushed.

John shook his head helplessly, "You're asking for trouble. You clearly can't handle it, but you still provoked me."

Emma, enduring the numb pain in her lower body, immediately retorted upon hearing this, "I don't care. I just want you to know, Johnny, that I'm not easy to mess with."

John chuckled, nodding seriously, "Indeed, provoking others and then barely able to walk, you certainly are no pushover..."

Emma's face turned crimson in embarrassment, she grumbled, "Who knew you would be so relentless? They say 'an ox may die, but the land will never wear out,' but you've turned it all around..."

John's lips curved into a smile, feeling amused.

Seeing Emma's trembling legs, he supported her slim waist and carried her to the couch.

With a bit of frustration, Emma grumbled, "Oh dear, I was planning to go to the mall today to buy some clothes for your birthday party, how am I supposed to go now?"

John, pinching her soft and smooth thigh while subtly transferring some energy, responded lightly upon hearing this, "It's not such a big deal, why are you making it so formal?"