Chapter 137+18 R-18 beginning cultivation in the queen’s chambers +18 R-18

Chapter 137: 137+18 R-18 beginning cultivation in the queen’s chambers +18 R-18

Their breathing began to follow the same rhythm, and the energy responded with a smoothness that hadn’t existed at the beginning.

A new message appeared before Yun Che.

[Second Phase: Resonance between essences.]

[Synchronization: 37%.]

[Primary irregularity reduced.]

[Recommendation: Deepen the connection without increasing spiritual pressure.]

Yun Che noticed the change even before consulting the window. Ariselle’s essence no longer advanced in uneven waves.

Her core continued pulsing with strength, but each expansion was followed by a more orderly contraction.

The energy passing between them had stopped disappearing or accumulating excessively. It was received, distributed, and returned to the circuit in a continuous movement.

Ariselle felt the difference as well. Her fingers tightened slightly around his, signaling that she had noticed the same change.

"It’s working," she murmured.

"It’s starting to work. We aren’t finished yet."

"You really don’t know how to celebrate a small victory."

"If you celebrate too early, your core will take the opportunity to contradict you."

She released a breath that almost turned into a laugh. The tension between them changed in nature: it was no longer the apprehension of those waiting for something to go wrong, but the concentration of two people beginning to understand each other’s rhythm.

Ariselle stopped trying to predict every movement of the energy and began responding to what she felt instead.

Yun Che, in turn, abandoned unnecessary corrections and limited his interventions to moments when the flow approached a point of instability.

The synchronization was still far from complete, but the Queen’s core was finally beginning to adapt to the new realm.

It was then that he began to undress the queen.

Yun Che’s hands slid along the royal gown, drawing the fine fabric downward with deliberate care.

The cloth slipped from Ariselle’s broad, powerful shoulders, revealing smooth, warm skin marked by small iridescent scales that shimmered under the spiritual light.

Her generous breasts spilled free heavy and firm, the dark nipples already swollen and hard with arousal.

He cupped them with both hands, squeezing the soft, abundant flesh, feeling their weight and yielding softness. His fingers toyed with the sensitive peaks until Ariselle released a long, guttural moan.

He lowered his mouth, capturing one nipple between his lips and sucking hard while his tongue circled it.

The other breast he massaged firmly, thumb rubbing the tip until the queen arched her back, the serpents in her hair coiling restlessly with pleasure.

"Ah... Yun Che..." she moaned, her voice husky.

He continued, alternating between her breasts sucking, lightly nipping until the nipples were flushed red and glistening with saliva.

Then he pulled the gown completely away, exposing her dense, powerful thighs, her flat, battle-scarred stomach, and at last her smooth, swollen cunt already soaked, the thick outer lips gleaming with wetness, the clit engorged and exposed.

Yun Che laid her upon the bed and spread her legs, his hungry gaze fixed on that dripping sex.

Without haste he lowered his mouth and began to lick. His broad, hot tongue dragged over the outer lips, then delved into the slick cleft, savoring the queen’s sweet, intense taste.

He sucked hard on her clit, circling it with precise strokes while two fingers slid inside her, curling to find the most sensitive spot.

Ariselle cried out in pleasure, thighs trembling, hands fisting in Yun Che’s hair. The first orgasm struck swift and violent: the queen’s body arched, her cunt convulsing in intense spasms around his fingers, fluids spilling over Yun Che’s mouth as she moaned without cease.

On the other side of the door, Seraphina remained pressed against the wall.

The princess had started down the corridor intending only to check whether her mother had finished her meeting with Yun Che. She had not planned to linger, much less to listen to something so private.

Yet when she heard the queen’s low voice and then the necromancer’s instructions, curiosity overrode good sense.

She glanced at the two guards posted at the entrance. They remained motionless, focused on the corridor, with no reason to suspect that the queen’s daughter had hidden herself just beyond their line of sight.

Seraphina knew the cost of disobedience. Since returning to the territory she had learned not to confuse the relief of being home with absolute safety.

She had seen Yun Che and the undead fight, witnessed the way enemies fell before them, and understood that the man behind the white mask hid far more than he revealed.

Still, the memory that unsettled her most was not the violence of battle. It was the trust with which Ariselle accepted his presence.

The princess tilted her head, trying to hear better. The door was not fully closed against the frame; a narrow gap remained between wood and jamb.

Seraphina edged close enough to peer through the space without touching the door.

The light within the chamber revealed only part of the interior, yet she could make out the bed, the curtains, and the two figures and what she saw made her tremble.

Her mother was naked, generous breasts swaying, legs spread, and Yun Che’s mouth between them. The sound of the moans and the scent of sex in the air made the princess’s own cunt throb.

She could not hold back. With one hand she opened her own dress, exposing young, firm breasts, the pink nipples already hard.

The other hand slipped between her thighs, pushing aside the soaked panties and touching her own wet slit. Her fingers slid between the swollen lips, massaging her clit in slow, deliberate circles while she watched, eyes glazed with lust.

Seraphina moaned softly, breasts rising and falling, the firm, rounded flesh pressing together as she masturbated with slow, sensual strokes. Her fingers slid in and out of her own cunt with wet sounds, arousal trailing down her thighs.

Inside the chamber, the system detected a sudden change.

[Alert: irregular contraction in Ariselle’s core.]

[Probable origin: involuntary attempt to accelerate absorption.]

[Immediate recommendation: reduce intensity by 12%.]

Yun Che felt the shift at the same moment. Ariselle’s energy recoiled abruptly, and a brief pressure raced through the spiritual channels that had only just found harmony.