The Sinful Life of The Emperor
Chapter 697 - Im The Winner!

Chapter 697 - I'm The Winner!

As Katherine imagined bringing Zed to Sophia’s bed, she felt giddy from the forbidden thrill. Her adrenaline surged, and her breathing intensified.

"Ohh, Creator! Just what is wrong with me!?"

She asked as she threw herself on the bed and shred her dress and bra to pieces.

She started rubbing her body against the sheets, hoping they would cling to her and give her the fraction of relief he had.

Alas, they lacked his throbbing meat, his slippery tongue, and his expert hands.

Desperate, she put her hands on either side of her pert t.i.t.s and squeezed them tightly. The dizzy sensation that followed felt good.

It was just like when he had squeezed them and licked her rose-colored a.r.e.o.l.as.

No, she was lying to herself. It felt nowhere near that good. The sensation back then was electrifying, and she needed it more than she could admit.

"I’m really turning slave to his body!"

She recalled how she had promised to be his slave as long as he f.u.c.k.e.d the hell out of her.

Remembering that moment, she couldn’t help but lift her h.i.p.s and peel down her p.a.n.t.i.e.s. Her s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e c.u.n.t pulsed as soon as it was exposed, and just the graze of winds caused it to swell.

"Ahh! Shameless scoundrel! F.u.c.k me!!"

She commanded and thrust three fingers through her swelling c.u.n.t lips. They penetrated her slippery, wet slit, and she stayed there for a long time, just like his c.o.c.k had when he first entered inside her.

He hasn’t moved to give her time to adapt, but she wasn’t in such a need with her fingers. But she stayed, trying to imitate the best time of her life.

Slowly, she pulled them down before thrusting them up with force, causing her head to snap back.

She writhed and convulsed, and she started masturbating with the help of her memories.

She imagined him biting her n.i.p.p.l.es, suckling her earlobe, and kissing her lips amidst powerful thrusts inside her.

"Villain, don’t stop! Faster!"

She gushed as her c.u.n.t began to tighten around her fingers.

"Kibaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Her mouth opened to scream the name of the o.r.g.a.s.m machine.

Just then, the door opened, and her servant stepped – Aileen- stepped in.

"Lady Katherine, there’s a guest----"

Aileen froze, and so did Katherine.

The former clearly heard her calling out Kiba, and seeing the scene before her, the reason became apparent.

"I- I’m sorry... But I didn’t see or hear anything!"

Aileen quickly retreated and closed the door.

Katherine broke into a sweat. She was so close, but now the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e was interrupted, and she couldn’t get the relief she so needed.

"My life is a tragedy!"

She complained before rising and pulling a robe to cover herself. She then opened the door and stepped out.

This part of the estate belonged to her, and except for female servants, none could step in without permission. So she didn’t bother dressing fully as she arrived outside.

Seeing Katherine, Aileen’s body trembled violently.

After all, history was in no shortage of people who died for witnessing what they shouldn’t have!

She felt she was going to join that long list.

And how could she not? She has witnessed her mistress fantasizing about the man whom the young miss disliked the most in the world!

"Who is the guest that you couldn’t even wait to knock?"

Katherine asked, unaware of her servant’s fears. She wouldn’t kill Aileen as she was sure the latter has enough brains to keep her lips closed.

"It is me."

Startled, Katherine turned around and looked ahead in the corridor.

"You are...!"

Katherine was stunned.

"I need your help."

While shocked, Katherine nodded and invited the guest in.

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Meanwhile, on the training grounds of Kiba’s tower, Kiba was clashing with Agatha and Ashlyn.

All because the winner would get to decide the "feast" for the dark hours of the night.

Naturally, he has to seal his powers by more than half to keep the game fair.

He was going to pass through the gap between the discs.

He imagined dining on Ashlyn’s sweet mouth and drinking on Agatha’s milky b.r.e.a.s.ts. The feast would be even better if he could make Constance join them... After all, she has a very sweet c.u.n.t.

TRINGGGGG

Just then, his dream shattered as the discs closing on to him multiplied! From two, two more emerged, and from them four, and so on!

Kiba’s eyes narrowed.

Forget passing through them; one would be fortunate if they weren’t shredded to pieces.

Kiba shot back while internally cursing Claudia. Surely she must have modified Ashlyn’s discs and gave them this ability.

Had she told him about it, he wouldn’t make such a rookie mistake.

Just as he shot back, the discs blurred with explosive speed. They closed onto him, and he has no choice but to squat down to evade them.

In the distance, Ashlyn’s poker face broke into a smile.

"Don’t smile yet," warned Agatha as she sealed the space around Kiba with her spatial powers. "Otherwise, he would definitely win!"

Kiba bitterly smiled. With the space sealed and the enhanced powers of the discs, there was no escape.

RIPPPP

The discs slashed at him, and his clothes ripped apart, exposing his divine body.

He might have restricted his powers, but his physique was still that of an Alpha. So the discs failed to create wounds.

But just ripping his clothes was enough to win!

"We won!" Agatha broke into giggles. "We can now smile and laugh all we want!"

Ashlyn nodded with a smile. She feasted her eyes on his muscular c.h.e.s.t, the ripped abs, and finally, the tool that made her weak in the knees.

"Not so soon!"

Kiba grinned and disappeared like a flash of lightning. He appeared before Ashlyn and kissed her, surprising her with his intensity.

He might have lost the right to decide the feast for the night, but it didn’t matter. He was going to have his feat in the evening.

Agatha smirked. She expected this to happen!

So as he pulled her, she didn’t resist and joined him in kissing Ashlyn. The latter started to gasped for breath as two mouths assaulted hers.

She retaliated by moving her hand on Agatha’s b.r.e.a.s.ts and the other on Kiba’s c.o.c.k. She frantically massaged them, making the two release grunts and m.o.a.ns of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

"It is I who won!" Ashlyn said with all seriousness as she pulled her mouth away. "And not you two!"

She pushed Kiba on the floor and kneeled between his t.h.i.g.hs. She slipped her tongue out as her mouth approached his c.o.c.k.

Simultaneously, she slid her hand to Agatha’s pants, who was standing nearby. She brought her hand on the latter’s p.u.s.s.y and started rubbing it through the thin fabric.

Agatha gasped, surprised by the latter’s skills to handle both her and Kiba.

She was getting good!