At that moment, he felt Minerva inside slowly loosen and her eyes sliding downwards. Immediately, he knew what was going on in her mind.

And so, he picked her up, turned his back to the capital and sat on the balustrade. Next, with a fluid, graceful motion, he turned her upside down, her legs swung over his shoulders until he could practically see the beautiful folds of her petal dripping with their sex.

Simultaneously, Minerva leaned forward, her own head level with his groin. The standing sixty-nine.

Suddenly, he felt an infernal heat seize control of his cock. The wetness of her mouth enveloping his entire thing. Her tongue swirled around him, causing jolts of pleasure to shoot through his body.

Enduring her assaults, Reinhardt focused his attention on her. The scent of her body, their mixed essences, her own musky, intoxicating perfume, filled his senses.

He needed no further instruction. His tongue found her core, lapping at her swollen folds, tracing the sensitive nub of her clit before plunging deep into the most intimate area of her.

"Aaangh… Aaah… Mmff♥…" Under his techniques, Minerva moaned. Her voice choked by the cock down her throat, sent vibrations through his shaft.

He devoured her, his tongue mimicking the motions of his cock, fucking her with his mouth as she sucked him with a relentless, hungry rhythm.

She was a symphony of taste and texture, sweet, salty, and utterly addictive. He could feel her thighs begin to tremble around his head, her hips grinding against his face as she sought more of his pressure.

Maybe it was her, or maybe his [Endless Ardor], but his thing was rock hard with spunk surging in his ballsack once again.

Minerva massaged his scrotum, her finger gently massaging them as if they were handling the world's two most precious marbles. The dual sensations were overwhelming; the pleasure of her expert suction and the soft touch of her finger on his ballsack.

Soon, Reinhardt felt her orgasm build, her entire body tightened, her vaginal walls clamped around his tongue, and the suction of her mouth increased.

"Unnghh~…" Unable to hold it back, she squirted. A gush of warmth flooded his mouth, bringing a royal taste that was solely hers.

Reinhardt drank it greedily, holding her hips tightly to his mouth. Finished reeling back from the afterglow of release, she increased the motion of her mouth, bobbing up and down fiercely.

Finally, with one lastmove, she took him deep and squeezed his ballsack with her hands. Climax ripped through him, silently, breathlessly, like a milky white explosion.

He poured everything he had into her hungry little mouth, and she responded by swallowing every drop.

Huff… Huff… For a while, both of them stayed like that; their ragged breathing was the only sound in the backdrop of this beautiful capital view.

As the entire city was swallowed up inside the tower with a ceiling above them, there was no way of telling how long had passed. But given that they were long past the 69th round, Reinhardt recalled that quite some time must have passed.

On that note, he made a new record today. Usually, even when he did it with multiple women, he could hardly go beyond the 30th round due to the obvious physical limitations of the partners around him.

However, with the Queen, or rather Minerva, she was something else. He was able to reach new heights of euphoria. He had to admit, her title [Empress of Calamity] was not without reason.

There was no other man in this kingdom, or rather this whole planet, who could satisfy her other than Reinhardt, and even that was only possible due to his divine trait [Endless Ardor].

As one would expect, even the trait was somewhat satisfied after butting heads with the Queen. They stayed connected in the most intimate ways for some time before the later moved.

Slowly, carefully, she unwound herself from him, climbing down to stand on her own slightly trembling legs. Then, in a beautiful, mesmerising way that would steal any man's heart, she turned to face him, her hair billowing with the wind and her deep pink eyes now glowing with a light of satiation and joy.

"One hundred and nine… these are the number of times you made me cum. My knight, you really are something. That kind of stamina really borders on divine," Minerva praised.

"I'm glad that I was able to satisfy you." Their bodies coiled around in a beautiful kiss.

As Reinhardt was fully focused on bringing the Queen back and winning the battle in front of him, what he failed to realise was the fact that, before he came here, Minerva tweaked the dream the king was having, a little as a light payment for what he put her other soul through.

Just like all the citizens of the kingdom, he too was in a state of unconsciousness. However, it was just that the dream that he was having was about the events that was happening right in front of him, inside the chamber where he slept.

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Rewinding time a little back. Solaris III was sitting on his throne, flanked by his ministers and nobles. The royal guards and knights, even the likes of Reinhardt and Brutus, were kneeling in front of him, looking at him with gazes of admiration.

The entire chamber was singing his praise. On his right side was his Queen, the woman he went to no extent to get his hands on. On his left was the Saintess, the strongest woman in Solaris.

Both were sitting close, their bodies stuck next to him. His own, a body blessed by the seven gods themselves, that would put even Brutus to shame. As for his face, it was peerless and outshone even Reinhardt.

A man among men, a king among kings. That was who he was right now.

Lying on his feet was the head of the demon lord, which he used as a stool to support his foot.

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