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Shadow of the Abyss

The Old Gods are gone. Lost and Forgotten, their honor shattered and their kingdoms broken by treachery. The Peace of the Myriad Heavens has been severed. And from the ashes of war and chaos, the Twin Towers of Babel have been created as a beacon of hope. Can Altair, a child born of the Old Gods whose name has long since been forgotten, survive, or will he be cast into the Nine Hells? *** "So..." Arsene continued, enjoying his child's flush expression. "I've got a few things to teach you. What I'm about to give you is some peak wisdom. Think of it as my Ten Commandments: One, never trust a bitch with red hair. Trust me on this. Two, the pull-out game is not a real thing. She will get pregnant. Three—" "F-Father…" " —Never get yourself more than one wife. It sounds fun. It is fun. But it's truly a nightmare. You better be writing this stuff down. This is some grade-A wisdom right here. Four. "...Please stop talking…" The Prince pleaded. "Shhhhh. Just let this happen. Four…Bro's before hoes isn't a thing. The hoes come first. Remember, Booty is more important than Wa— " "STOP!!!!!"

Lord_Damocles · 奇幻
分數不夠
454 Chs

Syris**

In the fleeting moment of submission, Syris felt weak. She felt warm, pressed tightly against his chest. 

She was breathless by the time the Prince broke their kiss, his lips wet with her saliva. While hers was swollen and plump and ripe for the taking. 

"Now, wasn't that better?" 

Slightly panting, Syris pressed her lips against his. He tasted like wine as her tongue mimicked his technique, sucking him in. She shuddered when his palm cupped her bottom, clutching it firmly like he was marking his territory. 

'Mhh~'

She could feel his fingers reaching through her robes, touching her bare skin, savoring her like a delicate piece of meat. 

She liked it.

"How's it feel?" He inquired as they kissed, enamored by those pale blue sapphire-like eyes of hers. They were glistening with guilt, shame, and excitement.