Chapter 238: Liora Darkfang
“Aether, I think you should stay here inside the room for the time being,” Aria said with a worried yet sultry tone while she sat on Aether’s lap, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest.
“But, you will be–”
“No, Aether! Your Slave Mark is going to blink, so it would be better if you stayed here… please,” Aria insisted, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and concern.
Aether sighed deeply, his warm breath caressing her neck, and nodded. “Fine then.”
Aria sighed in relief, her heart pounding. She leaned down and captured his lips in a fervent, lingering kiss, her body buzzing with excitement. Ever since Aether pulled that daring stunt, her entire being had been ignited with an insatiable hunger for him.
“~hmm~”
Aria pressed her forehead against his, their eyes locked in a heated, unspoken communication of need. Her long elven ears twitched uncontrollably, her desire making her feel lightheaded. Her voluptuous ass ground down harder into his lap.
Aether chuckled softly, a deep, throaty sound that sent shockwaves of lust through her. If it had been before, he might have acted like a wild, untamed beast, consumed by his desires. But now, he was able to control his urges, if only just barely.
“What?” Aria asked with a pout, her lips slightly swollen from their passionate kiss. Her impatience and longing were palpable as she watched him laugh at her.
“Well, it seems my Aria is too cute and too irresistible,” he said, his voice thick with desire as he pinched her lips playfully and let his gaze linger hungrily over her ample cleavage. Aria’s body shivered with anticipation. She knew she needed to uphold her tradition, She knew she needed to adhere to her traditions, yet her hand moved almost on its own, sliding her shoulder straps down and revealing her full, luscious breasts barely contained in a black bra.
“!!!”
In an instant, Aria felt something hard and demanding pressing against her butt. Her breath hitched, coming out in ragged gasps as she slowly guided Aether’s head to her heaving chest.
“E-Enjoy to your heart’s content~” she breathed, her voice a seductive whisper. She wanted him to devour her, to lose himself in her. Aether, momentarily taken aback, smiled wickedly before gently biting the soft, sensitive skin of her upper chest, inhaling her intoxicating milky scent. It drove him wild, sending shivers of pure pleasure down his spine.
“~hmm~” Aria’s face flushed a deep crimson as she let out a sultry, needy moan, the sound vibrating through the room.
Aether’s lips curled into a smirk before he began to bite and suck her chest slowly, each movement deliberate and tantalizing. Her moans grew louder, echoing off the walls as he claimed her body, marking her as his own.
“~a~aa~Aetherr~”
“Aa~”
Looking down at him, Aria felt a rush of possessive pride. She was his, completely and utterly. An overwhelming sense of happiness and belonging surged through her body.
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Aether looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire, before capturing her drooling lips in a deep, possessive kiss, savouring her sweet, intoxicating taste. The wet, hungry sounds of their kiss filled the room.
“A~Aether~” She whispered, her voice barely audible over her own heavy breathing. She was just about to unhook her bra when…
Knock, Knock
Aria’s face contorted in a mixture of annoyance and anger. With a frustrated sigh, she hurriedly put her clothes back on, her fingers trembling with irritation as she glanced towards the door.
Thud
“Dear, it’s not good to stay with him,” Maelona said sternly, her voice carrying an air of authority as she pulled her resistant daughter away.
Aether could only laugh weakly at the abrupt interruption. He stared at Maelona for a brief moment, before he resignedly lay back on the bed, feeling the cool sheets against his skin.
As midnight approached, the room was cloaked in a serene silence.
Thud
Maelona, now wearing a delicate nightdress, quietly entered Aether’s room. Aether, on the other hand, was lost in thought, gazing at the starry sky through the window. His shoulders were wrapped in a bed sheet, shielding him from the slight chill that permeated the room.
“Why did you call me?” Maelona asked, her frown deepening with curiosity.
“…Nothing much. Aria didn’t want me to attend the meeting, fearing something might happen to me. So, I was wondering if you could help me,” Aether replied, his voice calm and steady. He didn’t turn away from the window, his eyes reflecting the vastness of the night sky as he spoke with a thoughtful expression.
He knew Alaric was a cunning individual, always plotting something. Aria, being the worrywart she was, would never tell him if there was danger lurking ahead. She was like a protective hen, shielding its chick until it was ready to fly on its own.
In her eyes, Aether was just a child!
Maelona frowned, standing beside him and looking up at the sky. “I am not an Elder Council Member, though,” she remarked.
“Huh?” Aether turned to her in surprise, noticing her indifferent expression, “It’s my husband, or rather….. Aria’s father, who is the member,” she clarified.
“I see…” Aether nodded slowly, the realization dawning on him. ‘Come to think of it, I never once saw her father,’ he mused. Curiosity getting the better of him, he asked, “Where is your husband then?”
Maelona gave him a sidelong glance before answering, “Well, he is currently busy with something… or someone.”
“…” Aether didn’t respond, understanding that every family had its own complications and secrets.
“Anyhow, if by any chance he doesn’t attend the meeting, I will be there as his substitute. So, let’s see what’s happening,” Maelona said, her voice resolute.
Aether nodded in agreement, and as they continued to watch the sky in silence, Aether noticed her shoulders slightly trembling in the cold air. He hesitated for a moment before wrapping her shoulders with his bedsheet, pulling her closer to him in a gesture of warmth and comfort.
“…” Maelona blinked in surprise, her eyes shifting to Aether, who was still engrossed in the beauty of the night sky. There was no hint of ulterior motives in his actions, just genuine concern.
Maelona’s lips curled into a soft smile.
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Now it was Aether’s turn to blink in confusion before glancing at her. ‘D-Did I… raise a flag?’ he wondered, feeling a mix of amusement and confusion.
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Next Morning,
The Elder Council.
Each race living in Aerionis Zephyra was represented by selected individuals from their respective races in this Elder Council. They were responsible for maintaining peace and unity among the citizens and were the wise elders who had established the traditional rules that governed their society.
If there were any problems or if changes were needed in the traditions, it was the council that decided by voting.
Now,
Inside the grand palace, a huge round table with numerous seats was partially filled, while a few seats remained vacant, awaiting their occupants.
Alaric sat on the throne, his eyes scanning the Elders who had already arrived. There was an air of anticipation and tension in the room.
Aria stood beside the throne, her presence commanding respect. Though there was a seat for her, she chose not to sit beside Alaric, it served to irritate him further.
“Pardon, Your Majesty,” Maelona entered the throne hall, her bodyguard following closely behind.
Seeing Maelona, Alaric frowned and asked, “It seems Kaelith is very busy. He dares to disrespect me again!”
“Forgive me, Your Majesty. My husband, Kaelith Zephyr, did not mean to disrespect you. He is just busy with—”
“Busy? Oh~ Come on! Elona, you mean he is sleeping with other women, right?” A dangerous yet feminine voice interrupted, echoing through the throne hall.
Maelone’s lips twitched as she turned around and saw….
Long, flowing hair cascades in deep black waves with striking crimson highlights that catch the light, accentuating her untamed beauty. Her vivid blue eyes are flecked with lighter, icy blue streaks, swirling with hues of violet, magenta, and hints of silver, like an aurora borealis. Long lashes and dark, smoky makeup enhance their intensity.
Her smooth, flawless skin has a soft glow that contrasts beautifully with the intricate patterns of her outfit. The crimson and black lace bodice clings to her curves, highlighting her ample bosom and cinched waist. Lace patterns weave around her form, accentuating her figure with ethereal grace.
Her tempting red lips are slightly parted, revealing a hint of mischief and allure. Intricate tattoos on her cheeks and shoulders add mystery, enhancing her exotic appeal. Pointed, fox-like ears with tufts of white fur peek through her dark, multicoloured hair. (Image)
“Liora Darkfang…” Maelona’s lips twitched, followed by two individuals, one of whom was Kaelen Darkfang.
“You took your sweet time to come, Liora… Did you waste your time sniffing around?” Maelona asked with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.
Liora’s lips twitched in response as she glared at Maelona. “Unlike you, I have my husband in my palm,” she retorted, casting a glance at the smiling man standing beside Kaelen.
Maelona snorted, her gaze falling to the man’s legs, which were trembling with fear. “Fu~fu~, looks like someone is scared,” she remarked with a smirk.
Liora frowned and glared at her husband, who instinctively flinched and forced himself to stop trembling.
“Enough!!” Alaric shouted, his voice booming across the hall.
Both Maelona and Liora bowed respectfully before taking their seats.
“Now…. Let’s begin the meeting!”
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