The Conquerors Path

Chapter 1021 - 1019- The Prince’s Lap and Aurelia’s Tides

”Um~!”

Aurelia’s toes curled tightly, and her legs began to tremble with pleasure. The soft, breathy sound she made sent a visible ripple through the entire circle of goddesses, as if the very air in this fractured oceanic realm had been disturbed by a sudden undercurrent. Her voluptuous body pressed harder back against me in instinctive need, those divine, plush ass cheeks clenching and grinding subtly in my lap as the bite on her shoulder seemed to ignite something primal and deep within her divine form.

The thick tentacles attached to the base of her ass tightened their velvety coil around my torso, the glowing suckers pulsing in erratic little waves that matched the desperate fluttering of her extra sensitive mouths all across her body. Warm, slick essence leaked more freely from the one my fingers hovered near, coating my skin in thick, sweet tidal fluid that carried the unmistakable oceanic musk of her arousal, heavy and addictive.

I kept my teeth pressed lightly into the soft flesh of her shoulder for a moment longer, savouring the way her full, milky breasts heaved and jiggled with each shaky breath, the golden bioluminescent markings across her skin flaring brighter in response to the sharp pleasure-pain. Her heavy body trembled in my lap, the cute belly fold quivering under my right hand as I continued to knead and roll the soft, flowing flesh between my fingers, making it yield and jiggle like a warm, living tide. The sensation of her weight, her heat, and the constant subtle grinding of her plush cheeks against me was intoxicating, a constant reminder of the power I held in this moment.

Slowly, I pulled my mouth back from her shoulder, leaving a faint red mark that glowed softly under her markings, and let out a low, satisfied hum of approval. My left hand never stopped its slow, teasing exploration, fingers circling the quivering extra mouth on her inner thigh with deliberate, feather-light touches — close enough to make the tiny tongue inside lash out desperately, but never fully giving in to what she clearly craved. At the same time, my right hand continued kneading the soft belly fold, squeezing and releasing in rhythmic pulses that made the cute little pouch of flesh flow and jiggle enticingly under my palm, drawing more warm water-like essence from the small mouths scattered across her stomach.

The other goddesses stared with varying degrees of shock, envy, and barely concealed hunger. Nerissa’s luminous teal eyes were locked on the scene with intense focus, her four elegant arms gripping the armrests of her regal throne so tightly that the webbed fingers on the lower pair left faint imprints in the condensed water essence. Her deep indigo skin seemed to shimmer more vividly, the living constellations of bioluminescent spots along her hourglass curves pulsing faster and brighter, tracing erotic pathways over her heavy breasts and toned abdomen. The vertical gill slit on her abdomen fluttered visibly and rapidly, as if struggling to breathe in the now heavily thickened air filled with Aurelia’s sweet tidal scent.

I didn’t stop the gentle command in my voice, keeping it smooth and authoritative even as Aurelia continued to whimper and shift in my lap.

”Good girl, Aurelia. Such a perfect seal of trust. Now, let’s continue the discussions properly. Nerissa, you mentioned support from the Orpheus faction. Tell me more about how your abyssal watches could strengthen power.”

Aurelia let out another shaky, breathy moan, trying her best to compose herself as her voluptuous body trembled uncontrollably in my lap. Her fin-tails remained tightly coiled around me, suckers pulsing with need, while her golden markings continued to dance wildly across her silver-pale skin like living constellations caught in a storm. Still, I kept the light suction play going on her inner thigh, mouth — just enough circling and shallow pressure to keep her right on the edge without pushing her over completely yet. The warm, slick fluid continued to coat my fingers generously, dripping slowly down her thigh and adding to the slick sounds that filled the intimate space.

Nerissa shifted restlessly in her throne, her powerful mermaid tail flicking once with enough force to send a small, visible current rippling through the water-floor beneath us. She cleared her throat, her deep, resonant voice carrying the immense pressure of the ocean depths as she spoke.

”The trenches have always been our greatest strength. Hidden horrors and crushing pressure that can swallow entire fleets or divine incursions whole. Our side hopes to see if you could get Lordess Orpheus to lean more supportive toward our faction, especially with some extra divine powers invested in the abyssal borders. In return, we can offer extended patrols and early warnings from the deepest rifts.”

Her luminous teal eyes never left the way my fingers continued to tease Aurelia’s inner thigh, circling and pressing lightly against the fluttering mouth. I could see the burning jealousy in her gaze, mixed with that ancient, long-forgotten curiosity about mortal-style pleasure and intimate touch that these eternal beings had been denied for aeons.

I smiled warmly, still gently petting and kneading Aurelia’s soft waist and belly fold with my right hand while addressing the group as a whole.

”Expectations for more support and divine investment can certainly be negotiated. Come closer, Nerissa. Sit with us so we can discuss the details properly.”

The invitation made the entire circle tense further, a palpable shift in the charged atmosphere. Luna’s tail flicked sharply against the back of my neck in clear warning, her protective instincts flaring, but she didn’t growl or intervene yet. Krave’s many tentacles shifted with open fascination beside me, her six sparkling eyes drinking in every detail of the unfolding scene.

Nerissa rose slowly from her throne with regal grace, her tall 6’4” hourglass figure commanding the attention of everyone present. Her powerful mermaid tail propelled her forward smoothly before it shifted fluidly into two shapely, toned human legs that carried her with elegant purpose. The bioluminescent spots along her midnight pearl skin glowed brighter with every step, casting ethereal teal and indigo light that danced across the sofa and the faces of the other goddesses. Her four elegant arms swayed with poised control, the lower pair’s webbed, fin-like fingers flexing restlessly as if unsure whether to reach out or hold back her own growing desire.

She lowered herself onto the expanded sofa beside me, close enough that one of her upper arms brushed warmly against my shoulder. The cool, smooth texture of her skin carried the immense, crushing pressure of the deep ocean itself, a constant, subtle weight that made the air around her feel heavier. Up close, the vertical gill slit on her toned abdomen fluttered rapidly and visibly, and her long, prehensile tongue flicked out instinctively to wet her lips, the forked tip glistening.

”Impressive,”

I murmured appreciatively, turning slightly toward her while keeping Aurelia securely and intimately positioned in my lap, her body still trembling with ongoing teasing.

As Nerissa began speaking in more detail about potential divine power investments, shared patrols through the rifts, and strategic support for the Orpheus faction, her voice remained steady at first but quickly grew strained under the building tension. I reached for one of her lower arms, taking the elegant webbed hand in mine. The fin-like fingers were strong yet surprisingly delicate. I guided it gently, pressing her own hand against the glowing bioluminescent spots along her own ribcage and side.

”They feel powerful... yet so responsive,”

I praised softly, my voice low and intimate enough for the negotiations to continue flowing naturally around us.

Nerissa’s breath hitched audibly. Her gill slit fluttered even faster as I directed her own lower hand to stroke slowly along her curves, applying deliberate, crushing pressure that mimicked the immense weight of the ocean trenches she ruled. My free hand joined in without hesitation, tracing the living constellations of spots directly with my fingertips, feeling them flare hot and bright under my touch. At the same time, I kept my other hand moving on Aurelia maintaining those light, maddening circles on her thigh, mouth and gentle, rhythmic kneading of her soft belly fold keeping both goddesses teetering deliciously on the edge.

The business talk continued to flow seamlessly between us.

”With more divine investment and support integrated into the abyssal borders, rival factions wouldn’t dare test the rifts or challenge our combined strength...”

Nerissa’s four arms trembled noticeably now. One of her upper hands instinctively gripped my shoulder for support as I guided her own lower pair to press firmer and more insistently into her sides, hips, and the sensitive base of her powerful tail. My fingers found the glowing vertical gill slit on her abdomen, circling the sensitive opening with feather-light touches at first, then gradually increasing the pressure in slow, deliberate, crushing strokes never fully entering, but building that deep, inexorable sensation she knew better than anyone.

A deep, resonant moan escaped her lips, vibrating through her chest like tectonic plates shifting deep beneath the sea. ”That... sounds acceptable...” she managed, voice husky and strained, but there was no real protest left only building, crushing heat as her own guided hands kneaded and pressed harder into her own body under my direction. The bioluminescent spots across her entire form ignited in brilliant, cascading waves, casting dazzling teal light across the entire gathering and illuminating the flushed faces of the watching goddesses.

Aurelia whimpered softly and ground back against me in my lap, her extra mouths fluttering wildly in sympathy as she watched Nerissa begin to unravel. The rest of the goddesses leaned forward in their seats with rapt attention Thalassa’s powerful tentacle tail lashing restlessly, Lirien’s third eye glowing brightly, Morvanna’s sucker-tipped tendrils extending slightly despite her usual scowl, Sylphara’s mist veil thinning as her antennae vibrated intensely, and Kaelith’s face flowing rapidly between regal poise and open hunger, frost patterns spreading across her icy throne.

I continued praising Nerissa while the important talks went on, my voice calm and charming.

”That doesn’t seem to be the only thing you need from this alliance. It would seem I myself would need to visit the depths personally to provide more... hands-on support.”

My fingers danced skillfully between stroking her sensitive gill slit with deliberate, crushing circles and directing her webbed hands to tease the most responsive underside of her tail base. The glowing spots along her abdomen and full breasts pulsed brighter and hotter with every passing second. Her long prehensile tongue lolled slightly from between her lips, the forked tip tasting the thick, heavy air now saturated with mixed divine arousal from both her and Aurelia.

The pleasure built relentlessly, like descending into the crushing black abyss itself gradual, inexorable, overwhelming in its intensity. Nerissa’s powerful body arched beautifully against the sofa, her tail thrashing harder at the tip and stirring strong, swirling currents in the water around our feet. Her four arms shook with effort, one gripping my shoulder even tighter as the slow, heavy, crushing pressure finally pushed her powerful frame right to the very edge of release.

”Tell us more about securing those rifts together...” I said calmly, my voice remaining steady and professional amid her rising, resonant moans, my fingers never stopping their relentless, expert work on her gill slit and guided hands.