A Journey That Changed The World.-Chapter 1657: You’re So Good At This

Archer and Meredith had finished eating the meals he ordered through room service. The blonde soon went to sleep after letting out a yawn, thanks to the food coma she was falling into. Her reaction put a smile on his face as he expressed. ''I'm glad you enjoyed the food, it was delicious, especially for being on a Company ship.''

''Yes, it was. Ella has done well planning all this out and hiring the people to run it,'' she responded, a tired expression crossing her face. ''I must admit, I'm going back to bed though.''

He nodded with a warm smile as he replied. ''I'll join you soon. I want to watch the waves for a little while.''

Following that, the gorgeous maid left him alone and walked over to the bedroom that she had chosen when she first got here. This allowed him to step outside only to feel the wind brushing against his skin. While standing there, he spotted a massive wave heading their way, causing his eyes to widen as he decided to protect the vessels.

Without waiting, Archer summoned a shield that covered the White Storm and three Destroyers just as the alarms rang out, but stopped seconds later as the wave crashed into the barrier, protecting them from the last dregs of the Long Winter storm. Once it came to an end, he was breathing heavily.

''You're truly something else, Arch,'' Malakia's voice echoed from behind. ''I've never seen anyone stop Mother Nature's attack.''

Archer turned to see the brown-skinned lioness standing there, wrapped in a blue robe that showed off her deep cleavage. He shook his head, answering. ''I'm an emperor and all these people are citizens, I can't let anything happen to them even if it means using my power now and then.''

Malakia's voice trembled, barely a whisper carried on the cold night air, as she stepped closer, her blue eyes searching his face. ''Aren't you afraid of losing yourself completely?''

The older woman rested her head against his shoulder, seeking warmth, seeking the man she feared was slipping away. He let out a laugh, his gaze focused in the distance. ''I lost myself long ago. Years ago, I was nothing but a ghost, drifting through a life I didn't understand, a stranger to my own heart. It took me a decade to piece together who I am now. And that's because of the harem and my children, who hold me steady when I was unraveling.''

Archer tilted his head back, his violet eyes catching the glow of the moon hanging heavy above them. His voice softened as he continued. ''If I hadn't found Seraphina that day, if fate hadn't crossed our paths, I would've become the monster in this story. My soul was shattered, bleeding into everything I touched. Her love stitched me back together, bit by bit. She saw the wreckage of me and still chose to stay. The man you see now, he exists because her stubborn heart refused to let mine break completely.''

''So all of us owe that naughty Dragoness a thank you?''

''No, because all of you helped heal me; it was the birth of Freya that changed everything,'' he admitted. ''Those babies look at me with so much love, it healed me completely, and now the more mature version is here, instead of the crazy young man who killed everyone, not thinking of what would happen after.''

Malakia nodded, a bright smile crossing her face. ''And we've all witnessed it, the way you care for the children, us and the empire. I'm happy Sera found you that day; otherwise I wouldn't have found you after so many years of waiting.''

Archer was about to reply, but the door started hammering as an older man's voice echoed out. ''Passengers! Can you open the door? We need to talk to you about the magic you just used!''

He glanced at the lioness and spoke. ''Cover up and make sure Meredith knows we have company.''

Malakia agreed, rushed inside to warn the blonde as Archer approached the door without his disguise, knowing the trouble that would come if he stayed in it. Seconds later, he opened the door only to shock the captain and the surrounding soldiers. Every single person dropped to one knee with respect appearing on their faces.

''My emperor!'' the older man said. ''We didn't know you were on board and would never have been so rude.''

Just then, Malakia reappeared, covered, her feline eyes narrowed at the people, warning the group. ''This stays between us; we're traveling around the empire to experience normal life.''

The captain was going to answer, but Archer stopped him by taking out several pouches of gold coins, handing them to each man and woman, speaking. ''I do hope you don't talk about this with anyone, it would ruin my break from the war and probably break the ceasefire.''

When the soldiers took the offered coin, they instantly took a mana oath not to mention his presence, making his smile grow wider. ''Thank you, soldier. Not many people would keep quiet about such things.''

''You brought my family to Draconia, gave them a home, food, and work, my lord,'' one of the women suddenly said, a look of devotion crossing her face. ''Even my husband and I were suffering, struggling to find food until you came alone and gave us a purpose.''

''No one will know you are here, my lord,'' another reassured.

Archer was surprised by the respect they carried for him. He glanced at the captain, who eagerly nodded. ''We will keep it a secret until you step off the ship, my lord. Sorry for the rudeness, we were scared that a powerful mage was on board.''

''He protected the ships that weren't attacking anything!'' Malakia exclaimed.

The captain led the soldiers out, stationing two guards at the end of the hallway as a safeguard. Archer couldn't help but chuckle at the older man's caution, though he made no move to stop him. Once the group left, he closed the door, only to find himself pinned against it by the older woman.

Malakia sank to her knees, lewd gaze locked on his, a wicked smile curling her lips as she pulled down his pants. Moments later, the older woman took his big cock in her hand, stroking slowly at first, her grip firm and teasing. Then she leaned forward, her warm breath washing over him as her lips parted.

She took him into her mouth, tongue swirling with skill, coaxing a groan from deep within his chest. ''Damn, Mala. You're so good at this,'' he muttered behind gritted teeth.

The lioness worked him with a rhythm that was both torturous and electrifying, head bobbing as she took him deeper. Her throat relaxed, and she pushed further, deepthroating him with a confidence that left him breathless. The wet heat of her mouth enveloped him completely, lips stretching around him as she moved.

Her hands gripped his thighs, nails digging into his skin, grounding him as the sensation built to a fever pitch. Archer's hands found her hair, fingers tangling in the soft strands as he fought to keep control. But Malakia was determined, her pace quickening, the slick sounds of her efforts filling the air.

She moaned around him, the vibrations sending shockwaves through his body. Her eyes flicked up to meet his, daring him to let go. The pressure coiled tighter, breath ragged, until he could hold back no longer, as the pleasure was too much for him, and it overwhelmed his senses.

With a groan, he came, spilling down her throat in pulsing waves. ''Mmmmghhh~~,'' she let out a moan.

The lioness didn't stop or slow down and greedily swallowed each surge of cum, throat flexing as she swallowed most of it. She lingered, savoring the final tremors surging through his body like a shock, tongue teasing out every last shudder. Slowly, she drew back, lips slick and covered with seed, and a triumphant smirk appeared.

Rising to her feet, the older woman licked her lips, blue eyes never leaving his, radiating raw satisfaction. Malakia's smirk lingered as she met Archer's gaze with a defiant, hungry one. His hand moved, fingers curling gently around her throat; the sudden move sent a shiver through her.

The older woman's eyes sparked with lust, her smirk widening into something wicked, daring him to take control. Archer's grip tightened just enough to feel her pulse quicken under his fingertips, and with a low growl, he moved her toward the nearby table. Malakia moved willingly, that teasing grin never fading.

He bent the lioness over, her hands supporting herself against the wood as she arched her back, offering herself with a naught glance at him. The air crackled as he pressed his hard cock against her tight pussy, the heat of their bodies igniting. His hands roamed her curves, pulling her closer, and he thrust into her with a slow rhythm that drew a sharp gasp from her lips.

Following this, the two made love until Malakia couldn't handle it anymore, and once they were done, the two went back to bed as the ship got closer to Eastwatch.