Free Web NovelChapter 142: Chapter 142: Claiming Throne
Scarlet Matriarch straddled him right on the polished bone cushions of her royal throne, her translucent crimson dress bunched uselessly around her waist. She rode his fingers frantically, chasing a desperate release she couldn’t quite reach on her own.
Glowing red veins pulsed brighter across her pale neck and chest, tracking the erratic flow of her corrupted power while she ground her hips down hard against his hand.
Shameless, echoing moans bounced off the vaulted stone ceiling, filling the otherwise quiet room. Chaotic celestial energy flared wildly around them, casting strange red shadows across the floorboards. She tossed her head back, her breathing ragged and fast, but Kai just watched her with a cold, controlled gaze.
’She’s supposed to be a terrifying ruler,’ Kai thought, adjusting his grip on her waist to hold her steady. ’But right now, she just looks like a starving addict begging for her next fix.’
"You’re losing your mind," Kai whispered smoothly, curling his fingers much deeper inside her. He used his thumb to rub slow, deliberate circles over her swollen clit, making sure she felt every single movement.
She gasped sharply, her nails digging painful half-moons into his bare shoulders. "Don’t stop, Kai. I need you to push harder."
"I’ll give you exactly what you can handle," Kai replied, shifting his strategy.
Instead of just using physical friction, he pushed a concentrated surge of freezing mana straight up through his right hand. The sudden clash of her burning, corrupted power against his pure ice created a sharp, agonising burst of pleasure.
It felt like standing in a freezing blizzard while standing too close to a roaring bonfire. She shook fiercely, unable to process the conflicting sensations tearing through her nervous system.
"It hurts," she sobbed, grinding down even harder to chase the feeling. "But it feels so good. What are you doing to me?"
"I’m giving you a taste of reality," Kai smirked, quickening his pace. "You burn too hot, sweetheart. You need my ice to put the fire out before it cooks your brain."
She didn’t have the breath to argue. The intense friction and the magical temperature clash pushed her right over the edge. She climaxed with a frantic, echoing cry, arching her spine so hard her back bowed like a drawn bowstring. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and her carefully maintained control finally slipped away.
In that vulnerable moment, her chaotic magic surged outward like a starving beast. Glowing red tendrils of energy snapped around his wrists, trying to forcefully drain his life force to feed her dying core. She wanted to consume him right there on the throne.
Kai countered her attack instantly. He didn’t panic or try to pull his hand away, but instead flooded her open pathways with a punishing wave of pure, biting cold energy. The sudden freeze shocked her overloaded system, forcing her athletic body to spasm wildly against his lap. The red tendrils shattered into harmless blue frost, dissolving into the warm air before they could steal a single drop of his strength.
She collapsed forward against his chest, her forehead resting weakly against his collarbone. Her lungs heaved as she struggled to catch her breath, and her glowing veins slowly dimmed back to a dull, angry red.
Kai didn’t push her away. He just wrapped his left arm around her bare back, stroking her spine in slow, rhythmic motions while she shivered. He played the role of a comforting lover flawlessly, even though his pulse hammered with raw adrenaline.
’She’s falling apart faster than I expected,’ he thought, staring out across the empty throne room. ’Her mind is cracking, and she doesn’t even see it. That drain wasn’t calculated. It was a blind, desperate reflex.’ freёwebnovel.com
She shifted weakly in his arms, tilting her face up to look at him. Her crimson eyes looked glazed and unfocused. Grabbing his face with both hands, she kissed him with a frantic, possessive hunger. It wasn’t a gentle kiss. She bit down hard on his lower lip, tearing the skin just enough to draw blood.
Kai tasted warm copper on his tongue, but he kissed her back, letting her believe she still held the upper hand in their twisted game.
"You belong to me now," she whispered against his mouth, her breath fanning across his bleeding lip. "In two days, I’ll bind you to me forever during the sun ritual. I’ll carve my royal seal directly into your magical core, and we’ll share this throne."
"You think a ritual will magically fix everything?" Kai asked, keeping his tone carefully neutral. "You think tying me down will make you feel safe?"
She traced the golden embroidery on his robe, her breathing finally starting to slow down. "It isn’t about feeling safe. It’s about taking what’s mine. I don’t share my toys, and I don’t let my favourite things wander away."
"That sounds like a very big commitment," Kai joked softly, tracing the line of her jaw. "Are you sure you can handle having me around permanently? I don’t follow rules very well."
"You’ll learn to follow mine," she promised, resting her cheek back against his chest. "I’ll give you unimaginable power, Kai. I’ll give you pleasures you’ve never even dreamed of. Every woman in this city will bow to you. You just have to stay loyal to me."
"I’m always loyal to the winning side," Kai lied smoothly.
"Good," she breathed out, her eyes fluttering shut as exhaustion finally overtook her manic energy.
They sat there in the quiet room for several long minutes. Kai continued to stroke her back, acting like a devoted consort while his mind mapped out the final stages of his infiltration. He knew exactly what she planned to do in two days. She didn’t want a partner to rule beside her; she wanted a permanent battery she could plug into whenever her own power threatened to consume her.
She eventually pushed herself up from his lap, her legs trembling slightly as she stood on the polished stone floor. She pulled her crimson dress back down to cover her thighs, trying to regain a shred of her regal authority, but her flushed cheeks betrayed her motives. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
"Return to your quarters," she ordered, her voice lacking its usual commanding bite. "Rest and recover your strength. You’ll need every ounce of it for the ritual."
Kai stood up, fixing the golden sash on his black silk robe. He offered her a very slow, mocking bow that made her eyes narrow.
"Sleep well, my queen," he smirked, turning his back on her without waiting for a dismissal.
