327 327: Things That Attract A Milf Hunter (**)
Chapter 327: Things That Attract A Milf Hunter
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It was nearly evening, and the sun was setting behind Neji's golden throne. The golden light of the sun, coupled with the overall golden theme of the throne room intertwined in harmony. It gave the hall a warm, comfy feeling; as if this was some sort of holy temple.
Salia came to meet Neji at this beautiful moment, easily allowed by the guards outside, as she stood a respectful distance from the throne.
For a moment, she forgot to kneel due to the gorgeous sight. She flinched when she returned to her senses and knelt down right away.
"A-apologies, your highness, I was just… stunned by the sight." She said, "You look like a God from here, with how the sun is submerging behind your throne."
"Stand up," Neji allowed with a smile. "Have you been enjoying your time here, Salia? The girls are to fulfill any of your requests, so I hope you didn't have a hard time here."
"Uh…" Salia slowly stood up, looking confused by his remark. "Of course, your highness? You saw how I was living life before this; compared to that, this is heaven. No, even to normal standards, this place is heavenly. How can I not enjoy my time here?"
Neji smiled. "That's great. It seems you took a shower too?"
"Yes, I-" Salia answered nonchalantly before she paused in embarrassment.
She was wearing an outfit similar to Siduri, except hers was light purple in color and didn't have the mask. But before? In her baggy burqa that hadn't been washed in a long time, she must have stunk before, huh? It had been quite a while since she showered last time.
Salia sighed in her head and said. "Apologies if my scent had bothered you before, your highness. But yes, I have showered. The bathing facility was very fancy and lavish; I didn't understand most of the stuff there, but Salia had helped me as she showered with me."
"It's alright, you look finer now." Neji's eyes flicked across her body, making her look down at her feet with a slightly uncomfortable blush on her face.
She's gorgeous now. Even though her current clothes were still baggy, they didn't hide as much as her older ones. Neji's eyes could see through even her clothes, once again noting how killer of a figure she had despite being unfed for who knew how long.
As they said, natural beauty defied logic. Then again, maybe it had something to do with how pure of a soul she had. Perhaps she was blessed to be beautiful and pure like a flower petal.
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"Ah, right, am I staring too much?" Neji chuckled seeing her uncomfortable reaction.
"A-ahm." Salia flinched in alert. "It's fine, your highness… I don't mind."
To Neji's eyes, her uncomfortable reaction said she clearly minded. It could be that she hadn't yet forgotten about her husband, wherever he may be at the moment.
The truth was, however. That she wasn't uncomfortable by his gaze; the uncomfortableness came from her knowledge that she wasn't as beautiful as the other women around him. Siduri and Goddess Ishtar, for example. They both had rumors to have had an affair with him in the past.
Compared to the Goddess of Beauty, what was a simple human like her? Salia couldn't help but feel self-conscious at the thought that he may be comparing her with others.
"Anyhow, please refrain from calling me 'your highness'. Siduri won't listen, she doesn't understand that some are more than just subjects to me. I hope you won't make the same mistake." Neji smiled. "Then again, you have just been calling me 'Sir' before. Alright, call me 'Neji' from now on."
"There is no way I can do that— to refer to you by a nickname! I will receive divine wrath." Salia was stunned, assuming the 'Neji' name was something only people closest to him called him by. She wasn't really wrong. "A normal peasant like me can't do such a thing."
"Uh, well, you are not normal." Neji smiled awkwardly. "Divine Spirits like Ishtar call me Gilgamesh or 'Gil' for simple. You are similar to them; you aren't a normal soul."
"Sure, physically you are normal. However, as the Lion King's light had implied when choosing you, your soul is pure and cleansed. You are a holy soul. Spiritually, you are beyond most others." Neji explained.
Confused as she was, Salia gulped. She took a bold breath in and said, "Still. You and the Goddess are close. You and I are not that close. I am grateful to you, not the other way around. I can't use a term that your closest people use."
"Huh." Neji sighed. "In that case…"
Salia watched Neji float from his throat and come towards her. She didn't feel fear at his approaching figure but rather felt awed because of the light shining from behind him. Neji dropped in front of her and put a hand under her right cheek.
"Let me remind you. It was you who pulled me to yourself back in the Holy Selection. You pulled me inside the pillar of light, even though I wasn't chosen." Neji put his other hand on her other cheek, while his eyes looked deep into her eyes.
"…." Salia blushed and listened.
"Let's say I indeed was a normal rich guy, and the Holy City was indeed a heavenly place. In that case, you, love, would have changed my life." Neji finished while gently patting her cheek.
At the end of it all, Salia blinked in further confusion. She couldn't fathom his reasoning, as it was built upon mere hypothesis and odds, it didn't make sense to her. Then she realized the truth. This man was just… like this; he was a Kind King. He took her mere moment of thoughtless action, which she did out of repaying his earlier help, as something holy and great.
Suddenly, Salia felt guilty. The reason she came here was to confront him, to question what he wanted from her, why was he treating them so nicely.
A part of her didn't believe that he was a saint, not when the last time she thought that— thinking of the Lion King— she was forced to give her life away for her son.
Now, proven utterly wrong, Salia felt guilty of ever having doubt that he might have evil intentions. Her guilt made it harder for her to live by his wish to call him by the name he suggested.
"I am sorry. I don't think I can call you that. As the big fool that I am, how can I refer to you as if we are close?" Salia gulped slowly.
"Is that so?" Neji sighed; with his deep blue eyes focused on her green ones, he leaned over to breathe down on her nose. "In that case, shall we strengthen our bond? Enough so that you don't feel uncomfortable calling my name."
Salia's eyes squinted in confusion for a moment, before they trembled when Neji's right hand wrapped around her waist. She flinched when he pulled her closer, his other hand raising her chin upwards, as he planted his lips over her own.
"Mhm- Wait- I- Mhng~"
Her chest was pressed against his, her ass being cupped and pulled by his left hand, while his right hand pulled her by the back of her head. Neji kissed her as Salia hesitated in his mouth, she didn't fight back, but she did hesitate a little. Soon the rhythm took over her and she moaned sweetly in his mouth.
Whilst kissing, Neji pushed her against one of the pillars that were inside the hall and proceeded to kiss her rougher.
Salia's arms moved to hesitantly wrap around his neck; Neji grabbed her ass with both his hands and pulled her up from her feet.
Pinned by his strong body, Salia could only moan in numbing pleasure. Right when Neji put a hand on her lower abdomen, Salia reacted harshly and pushed Neji away.
"Haah," Salia huffed and looked up at him in nervousness, expecting him to look mad. But he was just wiping his lips with a smile. "You aren't mad…?"
"No. You have something to tell me, that's why you pushed me away." Neji said as if he could read her mind. "What is it?"
"Um…" Salia looked the other way, while one of her hands pulled her dress up to hide her cleavage. "You know, I am married. I have a son, and a husband too."
Neji hummed. He thought Salia's husband was dead since she and her son were alone. Then again, it changed nothing since she didn't seem against all this. Just nervous for some reason.
"My husband… he left me and Rushd a few years ago. The responsibility of our stomach was beginning to get too much for him. So he left us on our own accord. I… I don't have any feelings for that man, if you're worried; what worries me is something else." Salia slowly looked up at him. "...Are you sure you want to do this with me? I am a woman who has slept with another man before, you know?"
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"Since, um, there are so many better women around you…. I don't wish to burden you… by doing this with you." Salia finished and Neji chuckled.
He understood what was going on. Judah was a religious country, so it was uncommon for women once married to get off with another man. There are occasions where that happened, but that's seen as a 'dirty act' and both participants are seen as dirty too.
Salia didn't care about that for herself, the mother had understandably built a crush. She had a son, and that probably was one of the reasons she didn't want to do this too. However, her main concern was the King's own reputation.
"Oh, Salia," Neji stopped laughing and leaned over to her face. His hands clasped her cheeks as he smiled. "Young women are fine, I agree with you, but there is a certain charm… to married women that they don't have."
"Ah," Salia blinked.
"Yes. Let's go to bed." Neji pulled her into his arms and flew away from the throne room.
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Neji appeared in his bedroom, encircled by huge open windows that revealed the last light of the day in the sky.
There was a red bed in the middle of the room, round in shape and huge in size. Neji threw Salia there; as she fell down on the soft bed, bounding on it gently, her outfit changed in rhythm. They changed into something Neji wanted to see; that being an Arabian Belly dancer outfit.
With his new add-ons in Inventory, he could change other people's clothes this easily. It meant he could do the same to armor-wearing people, unless they had special powers that blocked him from doing so. But that's not important here.
"T-this sort of clothes. Seriously…" Salia was breathing heavily as she looked up at him from the bed.
The last light of the day illuminated her body like dessert, and the sweat seemed as if she was clad in sweet honey, her nearly naked body reeked of seduction.
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Neji's eyes drowned in her beauty while he activated Kamui to turn intangible. All his clothes and jewelry slipped out of his body. They all fell into a golden portal that opened on the floor, entering his inventory.
Smiling, Neji crawled on top of the bed and approached the woman.
Salia's breathing was harsh as her eyes were locked on Neji's abdomen, wide in awe and slight fright. Fright turned into anticipation when he moved her mask to the side and stole her lips.
One of his hands pushed her down on the bed and the other reached down to slip under the thin cloth that was just resting over her pussy.
"Ohhh my~"
Salia moaned when two of his fingers gently slipped into her wet nether region. At the same time, her tongue trembled in pleasure inside Neji's mouth and she started to roughen its pace.
The kiss proceeded, and Salia's hands went around Neji's back to pull him closer to her. His tongue dominated hers, while his fingers played with her most sensitive region.
Sweet moans filled the room, and the sound of something wet getting trounced made Salia's face redder. She sweated; that sweat grazed him as he kissed her roughly and flicked his finger inside her one last time.
"Ah-ahh! Oh God~"
Salia gave in finally, her eyes trembling as her body shook with great pleasure.
A trail of hot liquid gushed out of her cunt, making the luxurious bed wet. At last, her body calmed down and she lay still.
"Haaah…" Salia's face was red in shame as she had just been dominated by just his fingers and tongue. She slowly looked up to find him getting between her legs. "Ah- sir- I just came, I can't-...!"
When Neji didn't hear and simply pushed his huge cock inside her, spreading her cunt in a way that she never knew was possible, and moving to hit depths that have never been touched before.
Salia's eyes went wet as she screamed in mixed emotions. "Hahn~ My Lord, please be gentle! I ca-cannot handle you~"
Neji smiled down at her. "Dying is the last thing you need to worry about. You want this, and you'll get it. I'll give it to you, even though you're such a slut who walks into another man's lap while having a son."
"W-wha- why are you talking like that all of a sudde- Ahhn!" Salia flinched in shocking pleasure when he suddenly pulled back and thrusted forward again. "Oh my god, oh my god- oh my- Nghnnn~ N-no, please slo-"
Salia moaned, her legs moving on their own to rest on his shoulders, while he grabbed her by her thighs and began to thrust.
The sound of wet meat slapping against one another filled the room as Neji fucked Salia hard. Salia's gentle motherly voice wasn't there anymore; her voice was twisted and sweet as she moaned for a man who was making her feel loved like never before.
At one point, as she was fucked in positions she didn't know existed, Salia realized she had changed already. Her motherly nature has been toppled by her woman instincts, her feminine features had submitted to this man who refused to stop.
He filled her with energy every time she was tired, and then he continued to fuck her like crazy until the next morning. At that point, Salia was moaning like a dog in heat while her mind was entirely blank.
This mother could only think of pleasure, as she moaned for a man who was practically a stranger, without remembering that her son was waiting for her even now.
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