The Conquerors Path

Chapter 895 - 893-Finally Free......?

The temperature in the whole large room heated up in a certain sense of the way. The pressure that Lyssandra was giving off truly died down. The entire situation in a sense turned down before she kept the pressure sky-high. All her plans had now seemingly flown out of the window. In fact, it would have been pretty easy to keep her composure and fight back.

She would have to react like how she would normally, but when it came down to him, Lyssandra had no heart to do any of those things. She just couldn’t do anything to hurt him. Lyssandra had the advantage of information. She knew about the fact that perhaps Austin might have the same effect he had when he saw Valdris when Austin would see her.

She had taken that into account, made a lot of plans to play it tough and rough, and slowly control him, to make her treasure firmly hers. But it seems now, no matter how cold-hearted and stone-minded she thought she was, when it came down to the true love she has embraced, there is no way she could be that tough-hearted woman.

And now things have ended up like this, and Lyssandra could feel the slow, powerful mentality she had built up through her life slowly falling away. The slumbering atmosphere and desires hidden within Lyssandra’s heart slowly started to fill her mind, the desires of the past linking to the ones of the present.

This also being mixed with years of her own passion hidden away under the eyes of royal pressure, true desires, and true paths she wanted to walk now slowly birthing into a more trembling form. Passions of certain parts that even Lyssandra didn’t fully know of were starting to burn, this being smouldered by the bloodline’s call of her emotions, which fumbled together into something very unique.

The two eyes met, the eyes of Austin meeting the eyes of Lyssandra. A spark instantly being formed at that touch, changing everything in that moment—a change heavier than many could even come to fully understand.

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Lyssandra’s mind felt a sting, the parts of her body heating up in ways that hadn’t been done in years, or perhaps they had never felt such heat pooling to the core of her body. In every way, several things were running through her mind and body, which all froze when the eyes of the two met. In that single instance, she got a close-up, clear look at her treasure.

’So beautiful......’

Was the thought that filled the mind of Lyssandra. Her heart beat faster and faster as she looked into those beautiful purple eyes. For a moment, the desire of those eyes only ever focused on her bloodline, and along with it, she knew—Lyssandra understood the fact that she wouldn’t be able to hold herself back anymore.

’I want that warmth’

Lyssandra thought, her mind relating the happiness that was in the face of her daughter when she was taken on by this man. And her core trembled even more. Her face went into a certain daze as she looked at the man who had seen right through to her heart and all the defences she had put around. Silence fell around the place, only the light or perhaps the heavy breathing of the two filled the place.

And then, as if two magnets of extreme attraction, the face of Austin came down as Lyssandra’s face went towards Austin’s. And in that single moment, their lips met, and then it was as if the whole world came to a stop. Just the touch of the lips ignited everything forth.

Lyssandra’s hands flashed, going towards the neck of Austin, binding there as her lips caught onto him. Austin leaned forward, placing his hands tightly on the throne as he felt the taste of Lyssandra in his mouth.

Lyssandra, the previous queen of the dwarves, one of its greatest rulers, a legend, mother of two kids, the mother of the current king, a married woman—all of these thoughts didn’t affect Lyssandra. Right now, she just wanted Austin and his warmth. Their lips locked in a sensual kiss as Lyssandra leaned into her throne, taking Austin’s lips with her.

Austin knelt before the former queen of the dwarves as she bared herself to him, her hands gripping the intricately carved arms of the throne. Lyssandra, a woman known for her strength and wisdom, now revealed herself as a creature consumed by desire. Her lips met his in a searing kiss, hungry and possessive.

Their lips met in a searing embrace, tangling and dancing together in a sensual waltz. Lyssandra’s mouth tasted of sin, the flavours dancing across their tongue as their tongues twisted and intertwined. Austin nipped at her bottom lip, sucking it between his teeth teasingly before soothing the sting with his tongue.

He groaned low in his throat as she took control of the encounter, her strong hands holding him fast. His own hands gripped her hips, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh, while his tongue duelled with hers, teasing and probing. Their bodies ground against each other, the heated friction stoking the flames of their mutual arousal.

He could feel the press of her heavy breasts against his chest, the hard peaks of her nipples leaving little sparks of sensation. And through it all, her lips never left his, drinking him in, savouring his taste. At this moment, they were the only two people in the world, lost in a haze of forbidden pleasure. Nothing else mattered. Only this. Only them.

The kiss deepened, becoming more demanding and insistent. Their tongues duelled and danced, tangling and twisting together in a sensual tango, breaking the kiss for a moment with a string of saliva between them the gazes of Austin and Lyssandra clashed, there was only pure desire in the eyes of the two. Thus, there was no longer any hesitation.

Austin moved fast, him switching the position where he ended up on the throne with Lyssandra on his lap, the previous queen didn’t care about any of that as she moved fast to take a sip of Austin’s lip, wanting a more deeper kiss.

Lyssandra’s voluptuous body moulded perfectly against Austin’s as he moved her to straddle his lap. She couldn’t get enough of him, her lips clashing with his in a desperate, hungry kiss. Her tongue delved into his mouth, stroking and caressing every inch she could reach. She sucked on his lower lip, nipping it teasingly before trailing open-mouthed kisses along his jaw and down his neck.

He groaned, his hands squeezing her curvy hips, urging her to grind against him. She was more than happy to oblige, rolling her hips slowly, feeling his hardening length through their clothing. The friction made her head spin with desire. She traced the shell of his ear with her tongue before whispering huskily.

”I want you....I need you inside me.....make me scream.....”

Her words were punctuated by a sharp nip to his earlobe, making him shudder. She laughed low in her throat, a sound dripping with sensual promise. ”Isn’t that also what you want too?”

Lyssandra’s words ignited a fire within Austin, stoking the already raging inferno of his desire. His hands gripped her hips tighter, nails digging into the pliant flesh as he guided her movements. He thrust upwards, grinding his hard cock against her aching core over their dress, relishing the delicious friction. A low growl rumbled from his chest as he captured her lips once more in a bruising kiss, his tongue plundering the sweet recesses of her mouth. He could taste her desire, hot and heady, and it made him drunk with lust.

Their lips met again, caressing and claiming. Their tongues duelled fiercely, tasting and devouring each other. Austin growled, his hands roaming freely over her curves, exploring every inch of her body. He squeezed her full hips, kneading and squeezing the soft flesh. He savoured the feel of her moist heat, the velvety smoothness of her skin.

She moaned loudly into his mouth, arching her back as he devoured her with his hunger. He nipped at her lower lip, sucking it between his teeth before moving his attention to her neck, nibbling and licking the sensitive skin. He left a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses down her throat, his chin scraping deliciously against her.

His hands slid under her skirt, caressing her thighs, moving higher until he cupped her ass, squeezing and massaging the firm globes. She couldn’t suppress the needy whimper that escaped her, her body trembling with desire. His fingers dug into her voluptuous cheeks, spreading them apart.

She gasped, her body arching into his touch. He growled against her skin, his breath hot on her neck. ”Mine,” he rasped, his voice thick with desire. ”You’re mine.” She shivered, her nails raking down his back. ”Yes,” she breathed, her voice shaking with need. ”I’m yours.” He claimed her lips again, his kisses demanding and possessive.

He swallowed her cries of pleasure, muffling them against his mouth. His fingers found her entrance, teasing and circling the sensitive flesh. She bucked against his hand, seeking more friction, more stimulation. He chuckled darkly, delighting in her desperation. He plunged two fingers inside her, curling them to hit that sweet spot that made her see stars. He finger-fucked her hard and fast, his thumb rubbing circles on her swollen clit. She was so wet, so ready, her walls clenching around his digits. ”Come for me,” he commanded, his voice rough with lust.

She let out a low moan, her body trembling as she rode the wave of pleasure crashing over her. ”Yes,” she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders. ”Make me come...” She ground her hips against his hand, the sensation of his fingers plunging in and out of her tight, wet heat driving her wild with desire.

She could feel the pressure building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter until it threatened to snap. He continued his relentless assault on her senses, his fingers curling and thrusting in just the right way to send her flying over the edge. She cried out his name, her head thrown back in ecstasy as her orgasm crashed over her in wave after wave of mind-numbing bliss. He kept stroking her through it, prolonging her pleasure until she thought she might pass out from the sheer intensity of it.

Finally, she collapsed against his chest, panting heavily as she tried to catch her breath. But even though she had just experienced the most earth-shattering climax of her life, she knew it wasn’t enough. ”My treasure,” she panted, her voice ragged with need.

”I want more. I want all of you. Now.....”