Chapter 192: Pleasure In The Sky

Kalon left Veylora while the square was still recovering from their orgasms.

This time... He had a new destination in mind.

The next planet on his line up.

[Initiating Travel Sequence...]

[Adapting body to suit conditions...]

[...]

[You have arrived!]

[Welcome to Delphinium!]

Kalon stood on a floating stone platform suspended above open sky.

There was no ground beneath the island network in any normal sense. Massive sky-islands hung across a pale blue expanse, connected by bridges of solidified clouds.

Wind moved constantly. In the far distance, one smaller island was visibly cracking along its edge, shedding rubble into the open air below.

The planet’s main conflict needed no explanation after that.

The sky islands were slowly collapsing.

Is this a problem I can even fix?

Kalon checked the target list and locked onto the highest political presence available.

Sky-Queen Seraphina.

The system guided the next short-range teleportation into.

He appeared in a room located on one of the highest and most luxurious sky islands.

The room was wide and open to the air on one side, framed by white stone pillars and drifting curtains of sheer silk.

There was no true ceiling over the bed platform, only open sky and the slow passage of cloud. Soft gold decorations floated near the walls. Everything about the chamber said royal authority.

Seraphina was on the bed.

Kalon stopped dead in the shadows and did not announce himself.

She was unlike any woman he had seen on the previous planets.

From the waist up, she looked almost human, but refined past ordinary human range. Her skin was a smooth pale gold-cream colour.

Long silver-white hair spilled across the sheets and over her bare shoulders in thick waves.

Her face was sharp and elegant, with high cheekbones, full lips, and grey eyes currently half closed in pleasure.

Delicate feathers traced from her outer cheeks back toward her temples like.

Her body was openly built for attention. She, had extremely large breasts with soft pink nipples, currently flushed and erect. Yet the rest of her body was slim, like it shouldn’t even be able to hold up those heavy breasts.

Her bare stomach rose and fell with every uneven breath. Between her legs, her pussy was visibly slick, glistening as her fingers worked through the wetness without shame.

Then there were the wings.

Enormous white wings spread wide across the bed beneath and around her, each one broad enough to cloak her entire body if closed. The feathers were dense and immaculate, pure white near the base and faintly gold-tipped at the ends.

They moved with her pleasure. Every time her fingers pushed deeper between her thighs, the nearest wing shuddered and curled inward. When her thumb rubbed harder over her clit, both wings flexed open harder against the sheets, feathers trembling.

She was completely naked.

One hand cupped and squeezed her own breast, fingers sinking into the giant, soft flesh. The other was buried between her legs, two fingers sliding in and out of her soaked pussy in a steady rhythm. Her hips rolled up into her own hand. Her thighs flexed. A thin strand of wetness clung between her fingers and her folds whenever she drew back far enough for it to show.

"Nnh... hah... yes—"

Her voice was royal and heavenly.

Kalon stayed in the shadow of the arch and watched.

Seraphina’s wings suddenly pulled in around her body as her back arched, then flared wide again when the sensation spiked.

The left wing curled so far forward that the outer feathers brushed her bare breast and stomach. She turned her head into the white wings with a choked moan, using her own wing like bedding while her fingers sped up.

Her breasts shifted with every movement. The flushed nipples stood tight, one of them caught between her own fingers as she pinched and rolled it.

Wet sounds came clearly from between her thighs. Her pussy was swollen with arousal, pale gold-cream lips shiny, inner pink visible each time her fingers spread her open.

"Ah— ahhh— that’s it—"

She was talking to herself. Lost in it.

Her wings trembled harder. Several feathers fanned and quivered as her hips jerked up off the sheets. Her toes curled against the open edge of the bed platform. The storm-grey of her eyes almost disappeared under her lids. A deeper moan ripped out of her throat as her fingers drove in harder, palm grinding against her clit.

Kalon felt his pulse climb despite himself.

This was not the composed ruler image the target list implied. This was the Sky-Queen of Delphinium alone in her private chamber, fucking herself with her wings splayed open to the sky, body glossy with sweat and slick, full breasts swaying, thick thighs shaking, completely exposed.

Seraphina’s orgasm hit strong.

Her whole body froze. Her wings snapped halfway shut around her, then spasmed open again as she cried out loudly.

Her fingers stayed buried inside her pussy while she came, hips stuttering through the pulses.

Clear wetness spilled around her hand and onto the sheets. Her breast-hand clenched hard enough to leave faint pressure marks in the soft flesh. For several seconds she could only shake and moan into her own feathers.

Then the climax slowly loosened its hold.

She lay there panting, naked and wrecked, wings half-draped over her body like ao blanket. One thigh remained open. Her fingers slipped wetly from her pussy and rested against her lower stomach, shining.

Her silver-white hair stuck lightly to her damp cheeks and collarbones. In the afterglow she looked almost softer, less queen and more woman, chest still rising hard, lips parted, storm-grey eyes unfocused on the open sky above.

Kalon did not step out of the shadow.

He had no approach prepared for a woman like this. Not yet. No entry point that would not immediately expose that he had stood there and watched the Sky-Queen of a collapsing world bring herself to orgasm.

He took one last look at her naked body, then left the planet.