Chapter 200: A Dangerous Request

She brought her mouth closer and parted her lips around the tip of his cock, taking it in cautiously.

The heat of her tongue made Elias’s breath catch.

’Fucking hell!’ The sensation was unlike anything they had shared before.

Natasha moved her head slowly, trying to take more of him, but her movements remained clumsy. Saliva gathered at the corners of her mouth as she struggled to find a steady rhythm. After a short while, her jaw began to ache, and she pulled back.

She rested a hand beneath her jaw and worked it gently from side to side, her golden eyes narrowing in irritation at her own inexperience.

Elias watched her with a faint, teasing smile and sent the thought, \(So I win?\)

Natasha’s golden eyes locked onto his. The faint burn marks along her chocolate skin stood out under the soft light as she glared at him. \(Shut up.\)

She lowered her head again without another word and took his dick into her mouth.

This time, she was more deliberate. She adjusted the angle of her neck, using her tongue to circle the head of his cock before moving down.

Her movements gradually grew smoother, and Elias’s fingers curled into the sheets as he struggled to contain this new sensation. ’Gods...’

Seeing his dick disappear between her lips was far too arousing.

Her long black hair fell over his thighs as she worked along his length, growing more confident with each passing moment.

At last, Natasha found a steady rhythm, using one hand to steady his cock while moving her head up and down.

Just when he thought he was about to lose control, Natasha pulled away and sat back. A small, triumphant grin appeared on her face.

\(What...?\) Elias’s thought carried a mixture of displeasure and confusion. The sudden interruption left him aching and frustrated.

Natasha’s grin widened. \(It is time for the main dish.\)

She rose onto her knees and hooked her fingers into the lower edge of her red lace panties, easing the fabric aside. The sight made Elias’s cock twitch.

Natasha climbed over him and positioned herself above his hips. She guided him toward her entrance and began to lower herself.

The first inch made her whole body tremble. Her golden eyes nearly rolled back, and her expression tightened as she adjusted to the stretch. Still, she continued, lowering herself little by little.

Her thighs trembled against his sides. Elias raised both hands.

\(Here, hold my hands.\)

Natasha immediately took them, intertwining their fingers as she worked herself farther onto him.

Her long black hair fell around her shoulders, framing her determined expression.

’Fuck...’ The sensation was almost overwhelming, but he remained still, allowing the tip of his cock to finally reach the entrance of her womb.

Natasha shook and took a deep breath before she began to move again, rising and sinking onto him and gradually finding a rhythm.

Her breasts bounced with each motion, and the sounds of their bodies filled the quiet room.

Once she had adjusted, she released his hands and leaned forward, bracing herself beside his head. Elias immediately placed his hands on her breasts before sliding them down to her waist and hips.

He caressed her as she moved, his fingers tracing the curves of her body. Natasha’s golden eyes remained half-lidded as she watched his face. Her long black hair swayed with each movement, occasionally brushing against his face when she leaned closer.

Her pace gradually increased, and his cock pressed against her entrance as Natasha moved with growing confidence, her insides molding to the shape of his cock.

Elias continued to touch her, moving his hands between her breasts, waist, and hips. Each movement drew a reaction from her, and she leaned closer, holding his head as her pussy swallowed him.

Her breathing grew heavier, and her movements became more urgent as she felt pleasure build up inside her.

Elias watched her face, noticing how her lips parted and how her cheeks contrasted with the flush spreading across her skin.

Time passed, and Natasha maintained her rhythm with greater urgency as she felt his cock grow even bigger inside her.

Elias caressed her body while watching her wet entrance devour his dick.

’Fucking hell...’ The tension inside him continued to build. Natasha’s long black hair fell around them as their breathing filled the room.

Near the peak, she slowed down and asked, \(Are you about to cum?\)

Elias barely had time to react. The question pushed him over the edge. He tightly gripped her waist and thrust upward, pressing his dick against the ceiling of her womb. Then it pulsed as he shot thick threads of cum inside her, filling her womb to the brim with his seed.

Natasha held still as he filled her, her lips widening into a pleased smile. She touched her lower abdomen and mumbled, \(Warm...\)

Elias breathed heavily with excitement, his black eyes half-lidded as the sensation gradually faded. Natasha remained seated atop him for a while as she caught her breath, his cock still twitching inside her.

After some time, she moved to the side.

Elias’s flaccid cock slipped out of her glistening folds, and cum dripped out.

She immediately pulled her handkerchief from beneath the pillow and began cleaning both his cock and her pussy, making sure not to miss a drop of their mixed fluids.

Afterward, she placed it aside and lowered herself beside him, gazing at him with flushed cheeks and a gentle smile.

Elias held her head and planted a soft kiss on her forehead before they shifted closer and cuddled.

Gradually, Natasha fell asleep, and Elias stared at his wife, complimenting every single part of her body in his mind.

"I nearly ruined everything," he mumbled wryly. He just couldn’t help it; the thought had been unconscious, and his longing for her was far too deep for him to weigh his words carefully. He had grown jealous at the thought that she might have been with someone else before him.

He moved a strand of hair away from Natasha’s face and returned to complimenting her in his thoughts.

A few hours later, nearly at noon, Benjamin knocked on the door, pulling Elias out of his thoughts.

"My Lord, Priest Mekah from the Sun Church has come to see you."

’What?’ Elias furrowed his brows and carefully stepped down from the bed, making sure not to wake Natasha.

He covered Natasha with a blanket and planted a kiss on her cheek before stepping toward the door.

While brushing his hair back, he used his Inventory to put on a new set of briefs, clothes, and boots, then sprayed perfume to mask the scent of sex.

Then he opened the door and walked out.

"My Lord." The old butler bowed.

Elias acknowledged him with a nod and asked as he continued toward the hall, "Did you ask them why they are here?"

Benjamin followed behind him and answered as they descended the staircase, "I did. They said it is related to the rift past the eastern gates."

Elias furrowed his brows. "Why would they come to see me about that?"

"I have the same question, My Lord."

They entered the hall, and Elias’s gaze moved toward the old priest sitting in a chair, with Deacon Bram and another deacon standing behind him.

"Your Greatness," Elias called out with a faint smile.

"Sire Elias," the old priest responded, performing the Sun Church’s customary greeting. The deacons did the same.

Afterward, Mekah added, "I heard you had to go through something unjust a few days ago... though it appears you have gained a lot from that."

"I did," Elias replied with a nod as he took the chair opposite Mekah.

He glanced at the two deacons and said, "I believe this is something very important. Otherwise, you would have just sent a deacon."

"That is correct." Mekah nodded and tapped Bram on the forearm.

Bram moved between them and placed a box on the ground. Then he opened it and pulled out the dark lantern given to them by the Screaming Scissor.

The dark lantern was now covered in silver strings and spiritual talismans that had stopped it from functioning.

"What is that?" Elias asked curiously.

"That is what we want to find out," Mekah answered. He paused for a while before looking into Elias’s eyes and adding, "And for that, we need Lady Monica to examine it."

Elias’s gaze immediately sharpened, and he demanded, "First, you have to tell me everything you know. Only after hearing that will I consider taking that object near my wife."

"Of course." Mekah smiled and began telling him everything he knew about the lantern.

A few minutes later, Elias stared at the lantern with an impassive expression and said, "So, it is a dangerous object."

"We do not know for sure," Mekah said.

Elias looked at Mekah and retorted, "What is there to know? It came out of a rift. There is no way it isn’t dangerous."

"We find weapons and artifacts in rifts all the time, Sire Elias."

"They are not the same. This was not found. It was given to us. By monsters, at that. I know spiritualists do not see monsters as any different from us, but this is something far too obvious to ignore, even for you."

"Sire Elias!" the two deacons exclaimed at the young nobleman’s disrespectful tone.

Mekah raised a hand and said, "Calm down, you two. Sire Elias is simply worried about his wife."

The deacons nodded and stepped back.

Elias leaned back in his chair and rubbed his face while Mekah continued, "We believe we can stop the monsters from invading the city by finding out what they want from us."

The nobleman remained silent for a long while. Then he looked at the priest from the corners of his eyes and said, "To tell you the truth, I do not want that to be stopped."

Mekah, the deacons, and Benjamin frowned, their faces heavy with disbelief.

"How can you say something like that when innocent people are dying?" Mekah asked, though his tone didn’t change in the slightest.

"If the monsters stop, the City Lord will be free to scheme against me. He will have all the time he needs to find a way to kill me. But as long as this continues, he will stay busy, and I will have the time I need to prepare. I do feel extremely sorry for the innocent, but I would do anything necessary to make sure no threat comes to my wives."

He interlaced his fingers and muttered coldly, "And right now, you are proving yourself to be a threat."