The Devouring Knight-Chapter 372 - 371: No Longer Waiting

Lumberling let out a low breath. 'With this Seed, I have more ways to grow stronger… but in the end, I still need to kill enemies. I really am a devourer.' A small chuckle escaped his lips.

'Time to sleep. I'll train again tomorrow.'

He closed his eyes, ready to drift off, when he suddenly felt a presence.

A roll of thunder echoed outside. The air shifted, and a figure appeared near his window.

Lumberling opened his eyes. A beautiful woman stood there, dressed in blue, a thin veil covering her face. Her emerald eyes glowed softly as they rested on him.

He didn't feel fear. Instead, he smiled.

"Is there something you need, my dear?"

She remained silent, simply looking at him, as calm and unreadable as ever.

"Vaenyra?" he said as he sat up on the bed.

She began to walk toward him, slow and quiet, one step at a time. When she reached him, she stopped, standing close, still saying nothing.

Lumberling smiled faintly and shook his head. Moments like this always left him guessing what was on her mind.

He patted the space beside him on the bed. "Something on your mind?" he said gently. "Care to share it with me?"

"Were you expecting Aurelya?" she finally asked.

"Why would I?"

"You seem to have forgotten what you said to me before," Vaenyra said.

Lumberling frowned, even more confused. "I don't understand what you're talking about."

She just stared at him, and the silence stretched out between them.

After a moment, Lumberling reached out, took her hand, and pulled her closer. Vaenyra did not resist. They sat together, facing each other.

"Is something bothering you," he asked softly, "my lovely wife?"

Vaenyra's eyes widened at his words. "What did you just call me?"

Lumberling's smile grew as he leaned closer, looking into her emerald eyes. "I called you my wife, Vaenyra."

She froze, staring at him. A faint red crept up to her ears. Then, as if she remembered something, her eyes narrowed.

"You've been playing favorites lately."

"Hmm? How so?"

She did not answer, only watched him in silence.

"Because Aurelya's been with me every night?" He chuckled softly. "Are you jealous?"

Her frown deepened. "You told me before that you would be with all three of us," she said, her voice serious as she looked straight into his icy blue eyes. "If you keep this up, I'll take you all for myself."

He studied her face, smooth like polished jade. Her large eyes, long lashes, and pointed ears paired with that serious look made her even more stunning tonight.

He smiled.

"Then take me," he said, leaning forward to kiss her.

Vaenyra closed her eyes when his lips touched hers. She was not very good at kissing, but he was patient, giving her time to adjust. Slowly, she felt his tongue brush against hers, careful and gentle as he explored. Not wanting to lose, she responded, meeting him in kind.

They fought gently with their tongues for a few minutes before pulling apart, a thin string of saliva still connecting their lips.

"You taste so good," he whispered.

The red on Vaenyra's ears grew darker. After a moment, she spoke softly, "I want us to practice together."

Lumberling thought she meant training, but then she pulled out a book.

A cultivation manual.

"I found something interesting among the books Duke Hadric gave us."

He glanced at the title.

'Spirit Bond Dual Harmony Sutra.'

At once, he understood. It was a method meant for two people to cultivate together. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"It says this technique helps balance our energy," Vaenyra said quietly, her voice growing softer with each word. "It's especially helpful for those who are just starting."

"Oh, so you're sleeping with me because of this?" Lumberling asked with a raised brow.

"N…" she began, flustered. Before she could finish, he leaned in and kissed her again. Their lips met once more, and her words faded away.

A few moments later, they broke apart, both a little breathless. "As a dutiful husband," he said, a playful smile on his lips, "it's my duty to help my wife in any way I can." He leaned in and kissed her again, a deeper, more lingering kiss this time.

His hands slowly moved down her back, tracing the curve of her spine, then lower to her stomach. Little by little, they crept upwards, teasing her skin until he finally cupped her full breasts.

Vaenyra moaned softly into his mouth as she felt his touch.

Lumberling loved the feel of her; her breasts were so soft and full in his hands, almost too much to contain. He played with them for a while, gently teasing her nipples, watching as they hardened beneath his fingers, before finally breaking the kiss.

Then, slowly, with deliberate care, he began to take off her clothes, one piece at a time. Soon, she stood naked before him, bathed in the soft light of the room.

Her skin was pale white, almost luminous, her body flawless, her breasts full and round, begging to be touched. Her long blue hair flowed down her back like a silken waterfall, and she shyly covered her breasts and the soft curve of her hips with her hands.

Lumberling had already taken off his own clothes. He slowly walked towards her, his eyes never leaving hers, and gently laid her down on the bed, as if she were a precious treasure.

"Let me see you," he whispered, his voice husky with desire, softly pulling her hands away, wanting to see all of her.

He gazed at her, taking in every detail. The soft curve of her breasts, her pink nipples begging for attention, and the delicate folds of her vagina, promising untold pleasure.

He slowly kissed her again, his lips lingering on hers, savoring the taste of her. He moved down to her neck, kissing and nibbling, sending shivers down her spine, then to her sensitive ears, whispering words of desire.

"Ahh," Vaenyra moaned softly, her voice like music to his ears, urging him on. His hands cupped her breasts, gently massaging them, his thumbs circling her nipples.

Slowly, his right hand slid down her stomach, lower and lower, teasing her skin until it brushed against her pink vagina, sending a jolt of electricity through her.

"Ahhh."

He covered her lips with his, kissing her deeply, his tongue exploring every corner of her mouth. He felt her opening become wetter and wetter, ready for him.

"Take me now," Vaenyra whispered urgently, her fingers digging into his back, "Don't make me wait any longer."

He smiled against her lips, feeling her eagerness, the anticipation radiating from her. He shifted, positioning himself between her legs, ready to fulfill her desire.

When she looked down and saw him fully aroused, a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes. He was big, a lot bigger than she had imagined, a primal force ready to unleash itself.

He smiled at her, then positioned himself between her legs. When she saw his hard rod clearly, a flicker of surprise crossed her eyes. He was big.

"Afraid now?" he murmured, his voice husky with desire, wanting to know if she was truly ready.

"Come," she simply said, her eyes filled with a burning desire that banished any fear, pulling him closer, urging him on.

He took her at her word, and slowly, with deliberate control, he began to slide inside her, stretching her, filling her inch by inch.

"Ahh," she gasped, her body arching against his, her muscles clenching and releasing as she adjusted to his size.

He wanted to devour her completely, to lose himself in the pleasure, but knowing it was her first time, he held back, determined to make it perfect for her, to savor every sensation.

Suddenly, Vaenyra, impatient and driven by a need she couldn't control, pushed herself up against him, taking him by surprise. He felt her tight, velvety insides grip his rod tightly, a sensation so intense it sent a jolt of pure pleasure through him. It was wet, warm, and incredibly soft, a perfect fit that made him want to thrust deeper and harder.