Chapter 267: Gathering Everyone

Mark could see a thick stream of white semen beginning to leak from Emilia’s pussy, sliding down her swollen lips and dripping directly onto Cali’s still-open, cum-filled pussy.

The two pussies were stacked on top of each other.

Mark’s cum mixed between them, dripping from Emilia onto Cali and forming a thick white strand that connected their bodies.

He stood there admiring the scene for a moment.

"What a beautiful view..."

He stayed sitting on the edge of the bed for a good while, not thinking about anything in particular.

And that, oddly enough, was the best part of it.

After weeks of travel, he could finally relax. His mind was completely blank, free of plans, obligations, or problems to solve.

Just the silence of the chamber, the faint light already fading beyond the window, and the calm breathing of the two women sleeping behind him.

So he did nothing. He simply stayed there, enjoying the moment, letting the minutes pass without any hurry.

Until he felt arms wrap around him from behind.

Emilia leaned against him, pressing her soft breasts against his back and lazily lacing her arms around his chest.

"Well?" she murmured against his ear, her voice still hoarse. "Are you ready for another round yet, Your Majesty?"

Mark let out a short laugh.

"I’d love to, but..." he admitted, resting a hand on hers. "I think I’m running a little short on time."

"What do you mean?"

"I left that room saying I was going to take a quick shower," Mark replied, turning his head slightly toward her. "And that was a good while ago now... If I take much longer, the others are going to start worrying. Or worse, they’re going to come looking for me."

Emilia made a sound of protest against his back.

"Let them worry a little..." she murmured, not letting go. "It’ll do them good... Besides, you can always tell them the shower was very long."

"None of them are going to buy that," he replied, somewhat amused.

"You could say you fell asleep."

"Even less believable."

"Hmmmm." Emilia thought for a moment. "What if you tell them you were attacked?"

"By who?"

"The wicked elven queen," she replied with a smile, rubbing her cheek against his back. "Just tell them I captured you, dragged you to my bed, and you had no choice but to show me who’s in charge."

Mark laughed at that.

"Good try," he admitted. "But I think I’ll pass."

Emilia let out a long, defeated sigh, though there wasn’t a shred of real insistence in it.

She was too tired and satisfied to fight over something like that, and they both knew it.

"Fine, fine, I give up," she conceded, finally letting go of him and falling back onto the mattress.

Emilia lay back down beside Cali.

The succubus was still deeply asleep, her hair spread across the pillow and a serene expression on her face.

"I’m going to go take that shower," Mark said, getting up. "Want to join me?"

"Mmmm... nah," Emilia replied, already closing her eyes as she hugged Callie. "I’d rather stay here and rest a little longer."

He smiled before heading into the bathroom, and after a while came back out, calmly drying his hair with a towel.

Cali was still sleeping like a log, oblivious to everything happening around her.

Emilia, on the other hand, was already awake and watching him lazily from the bed, showing no intention whatsoever of getting up while he finished dressing.

"Well, I’d better get going," Mark said, pulling on his robe. "Take your time getting ready and I’ll see you there."

She raised an eyebrow without lifting her head from the pillow.

"Huh?" she asked lazily. "I have to go too?"

"Yeah," he replied, finishing buttoning his robe. "I want to give the others the good news."

"The good news?" she asked, confused.

"Your pregnancy," he replied. "Everyone’s going to be together for the first time since I got back, and it’s the perfect occasion."

Emilia stayed quiet for a moment.

"...Are you sure?" she asked, and from her tone it was clear the idea made her nervous. "It’s Rose’s celebration... I don’t want to steal her moment, or have them think I’m trying to—"

"Emilia."

"What?"

"Stop overthinking everything," he said with a half smile. "I’m sure Rose and the others are going to be thrilled with the news... so trust them a little, alright?"

Emilia looked at him for a few seconds, and finally let her head fall back onto the pillow with a sigh.

"Okay... I’ll go," she murmured, waving a hand halfheartedly. "Just give me a little more time to get up and freshen up a bit... I’m not showing up there in this state."

"Take your time."

"You can count on it..."

Mark let out a short laugh at how unconvincing that "give me a little time" sounded, coming from someone showing no sign whatsoever of having any intention of getting out of bed.

Then he walked toward the door and, just before leaving, stopped.

"Ah, one more thing," he added, turning around. "Bring Cali with you."

"Are you sure about that?" Emilia said, glancing at her friend, who was still deeply asleep. "I don’t think she’s getting up anytime soon..."

"Of course, she’s part of this too."

Emilia gave a small smile.

"Understood, Your Majesty."

Mark shook his head, amused, and left the room.

The palace corridors were fairly quiet at that hour, and the lamps the servants had already lit bathed the hallway in a warm glow.

But he had barely been walking for a couple of minutes when he heard hurried footsteps approaching from the far end of the corridor.

"Master!"

Zilu came running toward him, her rabbit ears bouncing with each step, and launched herself at him, hugging him tightly.

"I’m so glad to see you’re back," she said, her face buried against his chest.

Mark ruffled her hair with one hand.

"I’m glad to see you too, Zilu."

"I heard you got back hours ago and I’ve been looking for you everywhere. Where did you go?" she said, pulling back slightly from the hug. "I thought I wasn’t going to see you until tomorrow."

"You missed me that much?"

"Of course I did!" she continued, not letting go. "Aria kept teasing me because she said I was sighing too much, but she was sighing too, so—"

But then Zilu stopped dead.

She lifted her head slightly and wrinkled her nose, sniffing his clothes a couple of times. Then she sniffed again, closer to his neck.

And then she slowly pulled back, looking at him with narrowed eyes and a mischievous smile.

"Well, well, well," she said, drawing out the words. "Master... you really don’t waste any time, do you?"

Mark let out a laugh.

"Is it that obvious?"

"Are you kidding me?" Zilu crossed her arms, clearly enjoying the moment. "Master, you’re carrying Lady Emilia’s scent all over you... though Cali’s isn’t far behind either."

"Let’s just say those two gave me a little welcome," Mark replied, shrugging with total shamelessness.

"A ’little’ welcome?"

"Yeah."

Zilu huffed, and then gave him a reproachful look that was, at best, forty percent sincere.

"Well, that’s not fair," she said with an exaggerated pout. "And here I was, looking for you all over the palace like an idiot, while you two were having fun without me."

She stepped closer to him again, rising onto her tiptoes to speak closer to his ear, in a shamelessly provocative tone.

"You should have called me, Master," she said, gently licking his ear. "I know how to give very warm welcomes too... Besides, you know perfectly well I have far more stamina than those two combined."

"Wow... I didn’t think you were this bold."

"I’m just saying it was a wasted opportunity."

"Noted."

"You’d better make sure it is, Master," she said, winking at him.

Mark shook his head, laughing. There was something deeply comforting about that girl’s boldness.

"Anyway," he said, turning half-serious. "Since you’re here, I need you to do me a favor."

Zilu straightened instantly, her ears perking up.

"Anything!"

"Go to Emilia’s chambers and make sure she and Cali are actually getting ready," Mark ordered. "Because, knowing them, I’m pretty sure they’re still lying in bed."

"Getting ready for what?"

"Tonight’s celebration," he replied. "I want everyone present, including you."

"What exactly are we celebrating?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You’ll find out in a bit," he replied with a half smile. "But as a hint, it’s important news, and I want all of us together when I share it. So go get those two out of bed, even if you have to drag them."

"Understood, Master!" Zilu replied with overflowing enthusiasm, spinning around immediately. "Leave it to me! I’ll carry them myself if I have to!"

After saying that, Zilu took off down the corridor, her ears bouncing with each step, while Mark watched her go with an amused smile on his face.

It wasn’t until she disappeared around a corner that he calmly straightened his robe and resumed his walk toward the meeting room.