38 Chapter 38 - Can We Join Your Dinner?

The sounds of lips crushing and tongues slapping against each other filled the car, along with the rough grunts and pleasant moans that joined the two in a lustful bond.

"Are you happy now?" His drools painted the smooth neck in front of him, licking and kissing it lightly, as if afraid of leaving any trace. "You've got everything you want."

"You're closer to the throne than ever... But you still need to cut the witch's source of power after this."

No answers came to respond the words that he whispered in his husky voice, so he clawed the slender waist that had his member deep inside and pulled it down, grinding the softness and warmth he missed so much.

"Ah! Don't... Not so rough..."

A weak voice pleaded, but he ignored and dug his way deeper instead, releasing their fountains of youth together.

"You... You bastard... You ignored my order! I told you not to come inside!"

"Sorry, I can't help it. I really missed you..."