A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 1705: My Little Viper

Archer pulled Vivienne close; the ant queen was now falling asleep thanks to everything that had happened. Wrecked from their lovemaking and the time they spent at it. She snuggled up to him, nuzzling his neck as she whispered in a low voice, full of affection. ʼʼI love you, Archer Wyldheart.ʼʼ

His smile grew wide at her words as something in his chest felt warm. He turned his head and kissed the gorgeous redhead on the tip of her nose, earning him an adorable laugh. ʼʼI love you too, Vivi. I really do, sorry I havenʼt spent much time with you lately.ʼʼ

ʼʼDonʼt worry about it, handsome. We all understand that youʼre a busy man and always on the move, we accepted it when getting involved with you,ʼʼ the mature woman explained, a warm grin crossing her face. ʼʼIʼve been busy within the colony and working with the other queens to increase the size and strength of our swarms to help you in the upcoming wars.ʼʼ

ʼʼDo you need any help? Anything I can do to make things easier?ʼʼ

Vivienne shook her head, eyes full of love that made his heart race even more. ʼʼNot right now,ʼʼ she said until her eyes widened as if she remembered something and continued. ʼʼMaybe you can pour more mana into the Domain? With the other queens, weʼre fighting for the spots underground.ʼʼ

When Archer heard this, he nodded with a serious expression. ʼʼIʼll fix it now.ʼʼ

He closed his eyes and sent a flood of mana into the Domain, targeting the nine Swarm Queens located all across his realm in their homes. This instantly caught the womenʼs attention. A violet wave washed over everything, imbuing their colonies, eggs and everything else with power.

Thanks to the world being an ally, it helped and added more. Vivienneʼs bright red eyes widened as she leaned up, sensing the change in her colony. Her body started to shake as the energy poured into her alongside the other eight queens. They felt the power pouring into them, and it was different from what they were used to.

Archer finished overpowering his Swarm Queens only to notice Vivienne staring at him with a hungry look in her gaze. He laughed nervously, but the mature beauty lunged, and the couple started having wild sex. The redhead took control, and he let her, not bothering to stop when sliding inside her tight pussy.

His eyes closed as the pleasure washed over him. After this, they continued their lovemaking until Vivienne collapsed due to exhaustion. He smiled at this and used healing magic on his Nightmare Queen. While doing that, Teuila and Halime appeared in the treehouse, catching his attention.

ʼʼGo see them, handsome,ʼʼ the redhead mumbled. ʼʼTheyʼve missed you.ʼʼ

Archerʼs smile grew wide at her words, and quickly kissed the mature beauty before leaving the room. When he spotted the brown-skinned beauties, he greeted them. ʼʼTeu, Hali. Itʼs good to see you too.ʼʼ

ʼʼArch!ʼʼ Teuila exclaimed, a big smile appearing on her beautiful face.

Teuila, with her blue hair catching the light like tropical waves, darted forward and threw her arms around Archerʼs broad shoulders. She pressed a passionate kiss to his lips, all heat and joy. His large hands settled instinctively at her slim, sexy waist, pulling her closer as he returned the kiss, deepening it just enough to make her hum happily against his mouth.

When they parted, her cheeks were flushed, eyes sparkling with delight, and the fierce blue-haired warrior momentarily softened into pure contentment. Halime watched from a few steps away, her sweet smile warm and patient, dark eyes bright with quiet affection as she waited for her turn.

After Teuila stepped back with a radiant grin, giving a playful little bounce on her toes before gesturing toward the snake woman. Halime didnʼt hesitate. She rushed into Archerʼs embrace, petite and delicate against his towering frame, her lithe, serpentine grace making her seem even smaller in his arms.

Archer enveloped her completely, strong arms wrapping around her tiny form like a protective coil of his own. She nestled against his chest, cheek pressed to the steady thrum of his heartbeat, a soft, beaming smile spreading across her face as she sighed in perfect contentment.

ʼʼThere you are,ʼʼ he murmured low, one hand stroking gently down the length of her back, fingers tracing the subtle scales that shimmered along her spine. ʼʼMissed you.ʼʼ

She tilted her head up just enough to meet his gaze, eyes half-lidded with warmth. ʼʼAlways worth the wait,ʼʼ she whispered, voice soft and melodic, before rising on her tiptoes to brush a tender kiss along his jaw.

Archer caught Halimeʼs chin between his thumb and forefinger, tilting her face up to meet his gaze. Her plump black lips, glossy, slightly parted, still flushed from earlier kisses, parted further as he leaned in. He pressed his mouth to hers in a slow, deliberate claim, tasting the faint metallic sweetness that always lingered on her tongue.

The instant their lips met, a familiar tingle raced across his skin: her venom, subtle and insidious, attempting to seep through the point of contact. It prickled like static along his nerves, cool and teasing, until the warm pulse of his mana flared in response. Violet threads of power surged beneath his flesh, neutralising the toxin in a heartbeat, dissolving it into harmless heat that only made the kiss feel deeper, more electric.

Halime felt the exact moment his mana burned away her poison. A surprised sound escaped her, half moan, half delighted gasp, and the sensation seemed to ignite something feral in her. Her slitted pupils dilated wide, gleaming like polished obsidian. Without warning, she surged upward.

She jumped, long legs snapping around his waist like living vines, ankles locking at the small of his back. The sudden weight of her was nothing to him; he caught her easily, hands sliding down to grip the lush curves of her hips and the base of her tail where it thickened into smooth, scaled muscle.

The brown-skinned woman clung to him as she belonged there, arms looped tight around his neck, fingers threading into his hair, and crushed her mouth back to his in a kiss that was all hunger and reverence at once. This time, there was no restraint. Her tongue slipped past his lips without missing a beat.

Archer felt the faint residual tingle of her venom now only a pleasant buzz against his own heightened senses. She kissed him like she was starving, like every second apart had been torture, small desperate whimpers vibrating into his mouth whenever he angled his head to take her deeper.

The smooth scales sliding against his skin in a slow, possessive caress. Archer groaned low in his throat, one hand sliding up her back to cradle the nape of her neck, fingers tangling in the silky cascade of her hair while the other squeezed the plush give of her ass, holding her flush against him.

He could feel the rapid flutter of her heartbeat against his chest, the way her whole body trembled, not from fear, but from raw, aching want. When they finally broke for air, her lips were swollen and glistening, and her breath came in soft, ragged pants against his jaw as he felt her love for him.

ʼʼYou… you always burn it away so easily,ʼʼ she whispered, voice husky and wrecked, the tip of her forked tongue darting out to trace the seam of his lower lip. ʼʼMakes me want to poison you deeper… just to feel you fight it.ʼʼ

Archerʼs laugh was dark, rough. He nipped at her throat, just below the delicate flare of scales along her collarbone, hard enough to draw a sharp, pleased hiss from her. ʼʼKeep trying, my little viper,ʼʼ he murmured against her skin, already walking them backwards toward the nearest wall so he could pin her there. ʼʼIʼll keep burning it out of you, then Iʼll fuck every last drop of defiance right back into that greedy body of yours.ʼʼ

Halimeʼs answering smile was wicked, fanged, and utterly smitten. Her legs tightened around him as she rolled her hips once, grinding the slick heat between her thighs against the hard ridge of him still trapped behind his trousers. ʼʼPromise?ʼʼ she purred, voice dripping honey and venom in equal measure.

Archer answered by kissing her again, harder, hungrier, until the only sounds in the room were the wet slide of mouths, the soft scrape of scales against skin, and the low, desperate moans neither of them could quite hold back. While this happened, Teuila giggled. ʼʼLook at you both, like a bunch of horney Goblins.ʼʼ

When the couple heard this, they stopped kissing and began laughing as Halime jumped off him. ʼʼShut it, Teu. No need for that because youʼd prefer to be on your knees.ʼʼ

Teuilaʼs cheeks went darker, but she shook her head, countering. ʼʼShut it, or Iʼll help husband fuck you into oblivion.ʼʼ

Without waiting, the blue-haired beauty walked toward Halime, grabbed her arm, before pinning her on the edge of a nearby table, an evil smirk crossing her face as she looked at Archer. ʼʼI was gonna go first, but mess this snake up for me, Arch.ʼʼ