Although they could have teleported to the hotel using a spell, Kazuya chose not to. Instead, he requested a limousine to take them there, wanting to enjoy the journey alongside Semiramis.
The only downside was that they had to wait about twenty minutes. When the limousine finally arrived, they got in, and the driver took them to the hotel.
The car glided smoothly through the illuminated streets, and the city seemed to breathe slowly under the night sky. Through the windows, the lights of the buildings reflected in Semiramis's eyes as she gazed at the scenery without saying a word, her head resting on Kazuya's shoulder.
Outside, the hotel rose like a jewel of glass and steel, a towering structure with mirrored facades reflecting the city's golden glow. The elegant letters of its name, lit in white, seemed to float above the entrance, which was covered by a crystal canopy. A doorman bowed discreetly as the car stopped in front of the automatic doors.
Kazuya stepped out first, extending his hand to her. Semiramis accepted the gesture with her natural grace, her slender fingers sliding over his.
Everyone passing by at that moment was struck by her appearance.
After all, she was a woman who, in another time, could have been described as an unparalleled beauty, though with a palpable "depraved" aura emanating from her. Since she wore nothing to cover them, everyone could see her extraordinarily long ears, giving her the appearance of a High Elf. Yet, in stark contrast to the natural beauty and soft colors typical of an Elf, she had silky black hair that cascaded down her back and pooled on the ground. It was far longer than her height, leaving anyone wondering how she kept it clean.
While her hair was her most striking feature, nearly everyone who passed by at that hour was astonished by Semiramis's attire. She wore an ornate dress reminiscent of a moonless night, simple yet striking. The upper half resembled a corset, accentuating her "very" ample breasts, while the lower half flared out in a bell shape. Her golden, serpentine-slitted pupils gave her a naturally predatory gaze. Her lips, like ripe fruit begging to be tasted, were fixed in a perpetually amused smile, giving the impression of a cat toying with its prey.
It was no wonder she drew attention.
"It seems you chose well this time…" she commented with a half-smile, walking beside him while clinging to his arm.
"I'm relieved to have passed Your Majesty's judgment…" Kazuya replied with an amused smile.
The two entered the hotel at a leisurely pace.
The lobby was vast, with polished white marble floors and crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling in shimmering cascades. The soft sound of a piano filled the air, accompanied by the distant murmur of guests.
Semiramis walked beside him with slow steps, observing everything with an almost bored expression.
The receptionist greeted them with a professional bow, handing over the room keycard with a restrained smile. Kazuya thanked him, and together they headed to the glass elevator that ascended smoothly along the side of the building, revealing a wide view of the city.
"You always choose places with the best views," she remarked, gazing at the lights below.
"I like seeing the world from above," he replied. "Maybe because it reminds me of you."
She raised an eyebrow, hiding a small smile. "You're getting good at this, you know."
"At what?"
"At making me like you even more."
Kazuya didn't respond. He simply interlaced his fingers with hers, their reflections blending in the transparent glass of the elevator.
When the doors opened, they were greeted by a silent corridor carpeted in shades of burgundy and gold. The room—or rather, the suite—was a spectacle in itself. As soon as they entered, the lights turned on automatically, revealing a spacious environment with panoramic windows and translucent curtains that let the moonlight slip in like a silent guest.
In the center was a large bed covered with white linen sheets and a silvery silk duvet. There was a digital fireplace embedded in the wall, its flames casting a soft glow that danced across the room. To the right, a small table held two glasses and a bottle of wine waiting in an ice bucket.
And in the back, a detail that drew an almost imperceptible smile from Semiramis: a white marble bathtub, large enough for two, with red rose petals floating on the surface.
"Exaggerated…" she murmured, approaching and touching the cool edge of the tub.
"You deserve the extravagance…" Kazuya said with a shrug.
Semiramis walked to the balcony, opening the curtains with a gentle motion. The city stretched out before them, a sea of infinite, distant lights reflected in the glass and in her eyes.
For a moment, Kazuya simply watched her in silence.
"You're looking at me like that again," she said without turning.
"It's a habit," he replied.
"An addiction, perhaps."
"And you like it."
She turned slowly. "More than I should."
For a brief moment, neither spoke. Only the distant sound of the city and the crackle of the fireplace filled the air.
Semiramis took a step toward him. Then another. When she stopped, she was close enough to feel the warmth of his breath on her skin.
"Promise you'll take me to see the sunrise tomorrow?" she asked, her voice low.
"You hate waking up early."
"But I like breaking my own rules sometimes."
Kazuya smiled, leaning toward her lips. "Then I promise."
She smiled too.
Semiramis leaned slightly forward, her lips brushing his in an initially soft touch.
A simple kiss.
But the kiss soon turned into something more intense, hungrier. She kissed him with a passion that seemed to come from centuries of pent-up desire, her tongue dancing against his, exploring with an urgency that heated the air between them. Kazuya reciprocated with equal fervor, his hands sliding up her back, tracing the elegant curve of her spine beneath the fabric of her dress as the kiss deepened, stealing their breath.
As their lips moved in synchronized rhythm, Kazuya's hands began to explore her body with growing boldness. He slid his fingers along her sides, feeling the softness of her skin through the tight corset, down to her firm thighs, and finally gripping her backside firmly, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh. With a fluid motion, he lifted her off the ground, pressing her against him as if she weighed nothing. Semiramis reacted instinctively, wrapping her legs around his waist, her dress riding up slightly to reveal a glimpse of black lace panties that molded perfectly to her curves, a provocative contrast to her pale skin.
Kazuya carried her to the bed without breaking the kiss, his steps steady in the silent room. With a deliberate gesture, he tossed her onto the soft sheets, her body bouncing lightly on the wide mattress. As she laughed softly, a husky and seductive sound, he leaned over her, his hands deftly pulling her dress up and off in one motion, revealing black lingerie that clung to her body like a second skin—the lace bra accentuating her ample breasts and the matching panties making his mouth water.
Semiramis didn't wait. With a predatory glint in her golden eyes, she pulled him toward her, flipping their positions in an instant, straddling him with the grace of a panther. She felt his hardness pressing against her through his pants, grinding lightly against the growing bulge, a low moan escaping her lips as she moved slowly, teasingly. Her sharp nails tore through his shirt with ease, the fabric giving way to reveal the perfect physique beneath.
She licked her lips slowly, her eyes locked on his, before leaning down to capture his mouth in a voracious kiss, their tongues intertwining as her hands explored his bare chest. Kazuya, no longer passive, slid his hands up her back, skillfully unclasping her bra and removing it, exposing her magnificent breasts—full, firm, with pink nipples that hardened in the cool air of the room, inviting his touch.
With a swift roll, he flipped her again, pinning her beneath him, his body pressing hers into the sheets. His lips trailed to her neck, kissing the sensitive skin, nibbling lightly at her pulsing jugular as she arched her body in response. He moved lower, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking with a delicious pressure that made her moan, alternating between her two perfect breasts, licking and biting with a mix of gentleness and urgency that sent waves of pleasure through her body.
Continuing downward, his hands paved the way, fingers hooking into the edge of her black panties and pulling them down, revealing her shaved, pink, and already wet pussy—an irresistible invitation. He removed them completely, tossing them aside, and began kissing her body slowly, from her flat abdomen to her inner thighs, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses until he reached her center. There, he paused for a moment before diving in, his tongue exploring her swollen lips, sucking deliciously on her pulsing clit, circling and sucking with a mastery that had her writhing on the sheets, her moans echoing in the room like a forbidden symphony.
Semiramis arched her back against the soft sheets, her fingers tangled in Kazuya's hair as he delved deeper between her thighs. His tongue circled her clit with torturous precision, alternating between soft licks and firm sucks that made her tremble. The room was filled with the wet sounds of his mouth working on her, mingling with the husky moans escaping her lips.
"Ah… Kazuya… that… don't stop…" she murmured, her voice halting, her golden eyes half-closed in pure ecstasy. He glanced up at her for a moment, his lips glistening with her essence, and smiled against her sensitive skin.
"You know I wouldn't stop even if the world ended now," he replied, his voice deep and laden with desire, before resuming his task, sliding one finger slowly inside her, curling it to hit the spot that made her writhe.
She tightened her thighs around his head, urging him on, her body responding to every touch as if liquid fire coursed through her veins.
"More… deeper…" she pleaded, her nails lightly scratching his scalp. Kazuya complied, adding a second finger, moving them in a steady rhythm while his tongue gave no respite. The pleasure built in waves, each more intense than the last, until Semiramis felt her orgasm approaching like an inevitable storm.
"I… I'm going to… ah!" she cried out, her body convulsing as the orgasm hit her, waves of pleasure radiating from her core through her entire body. Kazuya didn't stop, prolonging her ecstasy with gentle movements until she collapsed, panting, onto the sheets.
He climbed slowly up her body, kissing every inch of skin he encountered—the curve of her hip, the valley between her breasts, her exposed neck. When his lips finally met hers again, the kiss was slow and deep, letting her taste herself on him.
"You're delicious," he whispered against her mouth, his dark eyes locked on hers.
Semiramis laughed softly, still catching her breath, her hands sliding over his bare chest.
"And you… still as skilled as ever," she retorted, her fingers tracing his defined abs, sliding down to his belt. "I love it, since you know how to satisfy me."
With a swift motion, she pushed him aside, flipping their positions once more. Now she was on top, her black hair cascading like a curtain around them, isolating them from the world. Her magnificent breasts brushed against his chest as she leaned down to kiss him, her tongue invading his mouth with a possessiveness that made him groan.
"My turn to play," she murmured, her serpentine eyes gleaming with mischief. Her nimble hands undid his belt and zipper, pulling his pants and underwear down in one fluid motion, revealing his erection—colossal, as thick as a woman's forearm, long and imposing, with pulsing veins tracing its length, the skin taut and glistening under the room's soft light.
"Gods… you're… magnificent," she said, her voice thick with admiration and desire, as she wrapped her hand around him, her fingers barely able to encircle his girth, feeling the heat and firmness under her palm, stroking him up and down in slow, deliberate movements.
"…Yes, and I'm all yours… Too much for a queen like you?"
She laughed softly without answering, leaning down to kiss the tip. Her tongue began circling the head slowly, exploring its smooth yet firm texture, the salty, dense taste flooding her senses. A groan escaped him, deep and primal, and his hands instinctively tangled in her hair to guide her.
"Like that… please…" he murmured, his voice hoarse, his eyes closing as she enveloped him with her mouth.
Her lips stretched around his impressive thickness, the sensation of fullness almost overwhelming, hot, throbbing, alive. She felt every pulse against her tongue, every prominent vein under her lips, the heat spreading as she took him as deep as she could, her throat relaxing to accommodate him.
Semiramis alternated between deep sucks, taking him as far as her mouth allowed, and slow licks along his length, tracing each vein with the tip of her tongue, savoring the way he trembled under her touch. Her hands worked the base, massaging where her lips couldn't reach, her fingers feeling the constant, warm rigidity.
She looked up, her golden eyes locked on his, gleaming with a silent challenge.
"Like watching me struggle to take you, master?" she teased in a husky, muffled whisper, before licking her wet lips and resuming her task with almost cruel precision.
The wet, rhythmic sound filled the air, interspersed with his increasingly erratic groans. His hips moved instinctively, seeking her mouth, and the combined pressure of her tongue and lips made him shudder. Each movement sent waves of pleasure coursing through him, intense, electric, uncontainable.
Kazuya growled, his blue eyes blazing with primal desire as he looked down, seeing her lips stretched around his massive member.
"Yes… I love seeing you like this, struggling but winning," he replied, his voice low and rough, like a restrained roar.
His hands tightened in her black hair, guiding her forward. He started slowly, thrusting his hips, but soon picked up the pace. He began fucking her throat with deliberate movements, feeling the tight, wet heat envelop him, every inch of his length swallowed by her eager mouth.
Semiramis gagged slightly, her eyes watering from the effort, but she didn't pull back—instead, she relaxed her throat, letting him plunge deeper, his colossal cock pulsing against the walls of her throat, making it nearly impossible to breathe.
The sound was obscene: wet gurgles mixed with her muffled moans and his grunts, the room echoing with the intensity of the act.
"Like that… take it all, my queen," he murmured, quickening his pace. His hips slapped against her face, his cock sliding in and out with delicious friction, pushing him to the edge.
Semiramis felt every throbbing vein, the radiating heat, the intensifying salty taste as saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth. She sucked him voraciously, her tongue pressing against the underside, massaging him even as he used her as he pleased.
"I'm… gonna cum…" he warned, his muscles tensing, but he didn't stop—instead, he thrust one last time, deep into her throat, and exploded.
Hot, thick jets filled her mouth, the abundant volume spilling slightly as he groaned loudly, his body trembling. Semiramis swallowed eagerly, feeling the heat slide down her throat, the strong, masculine taste overwhelming her senses.
"Swallow every drop," he ordered, holding her in place until the last pulse, before slowly pulling out, his still semi-erect cock glistening with saliva and traces of cum.
But Kazuya gave her no time to recover. With a swift, possessive motion, he flipped her onto her stomach on the bed, positioning her on all fours. His firm hands lifted her gorgeous ass, round, firm, pale as ivory, begging to be touched.
"It's not over yet," he growled, his voice thick with renewed hunger.
Semiramis gasped, her body still trembling from the previous effort, but she arched her back instinctively, exposing herself to him.
"Master… you're insatiable…" she murmured, her tone teasing yet laced with a moan of anticipation.
He positioned himself behind her, his massive cock already hardening again, colossal and imposing, brushing against her buttocks. With one hand, he guided the tip to her wet entrance, feeling the heat and moisture awaiting him.
"You make me this way," he retorted, before thrusting inside with one firm motion, burying his entire length in her.
The sensation was overwhelming—he filled her completely, stretching her to her limit, a visible bulge appearing on her flat abdomen where his colossal cock lodged.
"Ah! It hurts… but it's so good… so full!" she moaned, her hands gripping the sheets, her body trembling as she adjusted to his immense size.
Kazuya didn't wait, starting to fuck her hard, his hips slamming against her ass in deep, rhythmic thrusts, each one sending shockwaves through her body.
"You can take it, can't you? My strong queen…" he teased, one hand reaching up to grab her long hair in a makeshift ponytail, pulling it back like reins, forcing her to arch further, her neck exposed as he rode her like a beast.
His other hand slid to her dangling breasts, grabbing them firmly, his fingers sinking into the ample flesh, pinching her erect nipples until she moaned louder.
"These breasts… perfect for me," he murmured, massaging them as he quickened his pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the room.
He delivered a hard spank to her pale ass, the impact ringing out like a crack, leaving an instant red mark.
"More… spank me more!" she begged, her voice hoarse with desire.
Kazuya obliged, alternating firm slaps on each cheek, watching her pale skin flush red, each spank making her tighten more around his cock.
"Look at that… turning red for me," he growled, satisfied, before spreading her cheeks with his hands, exposing the mesmerizing sight—his massive cock sliding in and out of her pink, swollen pussy, stretched to its limit, her lips clinging to his veined thickness as he plunged deep. Higher up, her pink asshole winked, tempting, untouched.
With a wicked smile, he spat directly onto the tight ring, the saliva dripping slowly, and teased it with his index finger, circling the sensitive entrance, pressing lightly without penetrating, feeling her clench as he continued to fuck her hard, his colossal cock hitting deep spots that made her see stars.
The pleasure built quickly in Semiramis, her body responding to his domination. The first orgasm hit like a violent wave, her inner walls convulsing around him, milking him as she screamed:
"Kazuya! I'm… ah, cumming!"
He didn't slow down, continuing his brutal thrusts, prolonging her ecstasy.
The second orgasm hit soon after, his finger on her asshole adding an extra layer of sensation, making her tremble entirely, her moans turning into whimpers.
"Again… I can't… so good!" she cried, her sweaty body collapsing slightly onto the sheets, but he held her firmly, not letting her escape.
The third came in an explosion, his cock slamming into her depths, crushing her womb, the pleasure mixed with pain pushing her to her limit.
"One more… please, cum with me this time!" she begged, her thighs trembling, her body gripping him like a vice.
Kazuya growled, his control unraveling.
"Now… take it all again," he roared, thrusting deep one last time and cumming inside her, hot jets flooding her, mingling with her own climax.
They collapsed together onto the bed, panting, his cock still inside her as cum slowly dripped out.
"You… are perfect," he murmured, kissing her sweaty back, their bodies entwined in the afterglow.
They lay there side by side, Kazuya's body still warm against hers. The silence of the room was filled only by their heavy breathing and the faint pounding of their racing hearts. Semiramis rested her head on his chest, feeling the firm contours of his muscles under her skin, and Kazuya wrapped an arm around her, holding her with both possessiveness and tenderness.
"And you… are impossible to resist," she replied, a small smile playing on her still-flushed lips.
For a few moments, they simply stayed there, lazily caressing each other, savoring the warmth and closeness, the world outside seeming distant and irrelevant. The room was steeped in intimate quiet, broken only by occasional moans of mutual satisfaction and soft laughter, full of complicity.
As their breathing began to normalize and their bodies settled into the disheveled sheets, Kazuya stroked her hair with affection. Then, he turned her onto her side and began fucking the Assyrian Queen hard…
And so the night continued…
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