Chapter 5052 Revering The First (R-18)

Davis only hesitated for a moment before deciding to fulfill the long-awaited task at hand. He met his lovely Evelynn's lips with equal fervor, their kiss deepening into a storm of passion that left no room for hesitation. The soft glow of the Ethereal Lumina Tree filtered through the window, casting ethereal patterns across its entwined forms like moonlight dancing upon a tranquil lake in some ancient, immortal realm.

Their bodies pressed close, quivering with delight and raw expectation as they stumbled toward the wide bed framed in dark wood. Each step was a haze of heat and urgency, lips never parting, tongues tangling in a fierce dance that tasted of unspoken longing.

They collapsed onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, the silken sheets whispering beneath them like the gentle caress of spirit silk.

Davis's hands moved with deliberate reverence as their passionate rhythm slowed for a breath. He gazed at Evelynn, his eyes drinking in her beauty like a cultivator beholding a rare heavenly treasure. The faint luminescence from the Ethereal Lumina Tree outside painted her skin in soft, shifting hues of silver and violet, accentuating every graceful curve and the alluring lines of her form.

With a gentle yet firm touch, he reached for the ornate belt of her dark robe. One by one, he undid them, his fingers brushing against the smooth fabric and the soft plushly feeling of her skin beneath. The heavy outer layer, consisting of a white fur collar, slipped from her shoulders, revealing the seductive purple dress underneath, its lace edges clinging to the generous swell of her breasts like delicate spider silk.

Davis's breath hitched as he admired her for the thousandth time from top to bottom. He knew this was the effect of Zenova starting that Evelynn took further time to doll herself up.

But he was more mesmerized by Evelynn's new appearance that he had yet to feast on.

Her long, flowing hair with its striking red-purple and silver tips cascaded like a waterfall of midnight flames, framing a mesmerizing face that could topple empires. The third eye on her forehead glowed faintly with the suppressed power of six types of hexes, adding an exotic, mystical allure that made his blood run hotter.

He slid the dress lower, exposing the intricate black lace that barely contained her full, heaving bosom. His palms glided over the soft, heavy mounds, thumbs circling the hardened peaks through the delicate fabric, eliciting a soft moan from Evelynn that resonated like the sweetest spirit melody in the quiet room.

Continuing downward, he traced the elegant dip of her waist, the curve of her hips, and the smooth expanse of her flat stomach, all while his gaze followed hungrily.

"I can feel every strand of my soul tingling with expectation, my love."

Davis whispered, his voice thick with desire, "I must confess that your sisters failed to evoke such desire and happiness as I feel now."

"You're exaggerating."

Evelynn said, but her eyes sparkled with satisfaction as she lifted her hips slightly, allowing him to pull the dress further down her long, toned legs.

Davis drank in the sight of her bare form, his hands exploring the supple curves of her buttocks and the sensitive inner thighs that quivered at his touch. Her womanhood, already slick with arousal, glistened invitingly as she straddled him once more.

He could not resist leaning forward to place a trail of heated kisses along her collarbone, down the valley between her breasts, and over the soft plane of her belly, worshiping her as one would a divine goddess.

Evelynn's fingers dug into his shoulders as Davis pulled her closer, their hearts pounding in unison like war drums echoing through misty mountain valleys. The air grew thick with the subtle fragrance of her poisonous allure, a strange mix that only heightened the primal hunger Davis felt since he was addicted to Evelynn.

Nonetheless, Davis could instinctively feel that Evelynn didn't accept his praise.

"Were you annoyed by me spending more time with Aila? Be honest."

Davis grinned as he murmured against her lips, his voice low and husky.

"Yes~" Evelynn breathed, her eyes gleaming with a mix of jealousy and desire as she pushed him down onto his back.

How many days was that? Four weeks? Twenty-eight days? In any case, it had been too long since she even had the chance to spend time with Davis ever since he came back. So how can one woman take it all away?

She was incensed. If it weren't for Panqa getting pregnant, she might've really invoked the Harem Council.

Harrumphing cutely, she straddled him with graceful fluidity, her lithe form settling atop his like a seductive spider queen claiming her throne.

"Mhnn~ nnn~"

Evelynn bit her lips as she savored the feeling of his thick spear entering her. It made her heave a sigh of relief from her soul while her eyes glowed with fervor.

Her hips began to move in slow, tantalizing circles, grinding against him with deliberate seduction that sent waves of pleasure rippling through their meridians. The friction was exquisite, her soft curves molding perfectly to his hardness, each roll of her waist like the hypnotic sway of willow branches in a forbidden, immortal garden.

'Fuck…'

Davis inwardly groaned in pleasure as he gripped her thighs and stroked them.

"Then why haven't you reconciled with Zenova yet? As the big sister, shouldn't you be magnanimous and take the initiative?" he asked, his breath coming in heated bursts while his fingers traced fiery paths along her skin.

"I have my reasons!~" She replied with a playful yet defiant tone, her voice dripping with honeyed venom as she leaned forward, her long hair cascading around them like a dark curtain shielding their private world.

Then Evelynn began to bounce.

She rose and fell upon his throbbing spear with growing fervor, her full, heavy breasts swaying up and down in a tantalizing rhythm that captivated Davis completely. The soft, pale globes bounced heavily with every descent, their generous size jiggling and rippling seductively, rosy nipples tracing hypnotic arcs in the pale luminescence of the Ethereal Lumina Tree.

The visual feast of her magnificent bosom dancing before his eyes, combined with the tight, velvety grip of her inner walls sucking and milking his shaft on every upward stroke, delivered intense pleasure both to his body and his senses.

Davis gripped her supple waist, his fingers sinking into the smooth flesh as he watched her ride him like a heavenly temptress, each bounce driving him deeper into blissful torment.

"Zenova is trying to change." Davis rasped, "Evelynn, it's in your hands how she responds to the altercation between sisters from now on. If you can't forgive her, it's alright, but she might also resort to her old tactics if things don't go her way,"

He managed to utter between deep groans, his voice strained with overwhelming ecstasy as he thrust upward to meet her tantalizing rhythm.

"I don't think so." Evelynn panted sexily, "If I forgave her too quickly, she would think she would be easily forgiven for any wrongs she might commit in the future. This must- turn into a lesson- aaah~"

Her words fractured into a sharp, throaty cry as a particularly deep thrust struck her most sensitive spot, sending sparks of pure bliss exploding through her womb and her dantian in connection.

The two of them didn't fight for domination but worked to pleasure each other to the best, hitting their sweetest spots while fulfilling their long-standing desires.

Davis suddenly sat up, wrapping his powerful arms around her slender waist and pulling her flush against his chest.

"You truly think of yourself as the big sister, huh?" Davis chuckled breathlessly, his hands roaming up her back before cupping the fullness of her swaying breasts with one hand, squeezing them firmly while she continued to shake her hips with unrestrained passion.

"Mhnn~"

Evelynn's hips responded with an affirmative wild intensity, shaking back and forth with ferocious abandon. She ground and rocked upon him savagely, as though determined to tear his thick spear apart with the sheer power of her movements. Her inner muscles clenched and rippled around him like living silk drenched in fragrant nectar, squeezing and stroking every throbbing inch with ruthless skill.

Yet Davis's body, tempered through countless tribulations and reinforced by his unyielding physique, withstood the onslaught, allowing him to experience the greatest pleasure imaginable. The wet, rhythmic sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the formation-protected room like the secret chants of dual cultivation in an ancient immortal cave.

"Am I not?~" Seeing Davis enjoy her movements, she teased, her voice laced with pleasure, eyes half-lidded in bliss while her body never slowed its relentless ride.

"You are! You always are! No one can change that!" He declared with fierce conviction, driving himself deeper into her welcoming heat with powerful upward thrusts.

"My love!~" Evelynn moaned loudly, clinging to him as her inner walls spasmed tightly around his throbbing spear, her entire body trembling on the precipice of release.

Davis also came at the same time, sending in loads and loads of yang essence into his first wife, which made his eyes roll up from the sheer mental happiness that was long due.

The two of them quickly engaged in a passionate exchange of deep tongue kisses while they enjoyed the showers of each other's essences.

Evelynn's cultivation began showing signs of breaking through so quickly. After all, she was just a Level One Empyrean.

They showed no signs of stopping, continuing into the day and night until the next day. Their dance also grew fierce, with Davis helping her suppress her murderous intentions stemming from her new mutated bloodline as he helped her practice on him.

His body was soon shot with annihilative heavenly poison while her six purple-red scythes tried to stab or even behead him, but he was too strong. Evelynn was unable to do anything as she rampaged under his machinations, which led to her being bullied, yet she had the best year of her life as she received his love and affection.

A man who could stop a woman's berserking emotions like this was utterly indispensable and it happened to be her husband, leaving her extremely fulfilled and allowed her to remain madly in love.

By this time, thanks to the powerful yang essence, Evelynn had firmly stepped into Level Three Empyrean Stage. Even her prowess increased by a level, letting her know that any woman must be grateful if they could ever obtain his seed. He was a divine entity in her heart, one she worshipped secretly.

Holding his arm, she walked out of the room like a shy kitten, as she felt like a newlywed after a long time.

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