The Lust Lord Librarian-Chapter 80: Enjoying The Princess Passionately

Adal was unaware of what happened in the realm over the next day, as he was busy exploring the body of Princess Opal.

After his mission was completed, and she leapt into his arms outside the palace, the woman led Adal through the palace. Guards and maids watched with blushed cheeks as their princess pulled a foreign man by the hand into her room.

Once there, the succubus princess pushed him onto the bed.

"You are so strong, Adal. Do you know that everyone in this palace doubted that you would be able to pull it off?"

Opal stood between Adal’s legs as he sat on the bed. Her hands craddled his chin gently, and her breasts were practically resting atop his head.

"I am not surprised. I am just a librarian after all."

She cupped his face in both hands and kissed him on the lips briefly. Her lips tasted like sugar.

"Have you already thought about what this might mean for your library in Fairwhite City? Will you be able to run things as normal?"

Adal brushed the question away by cupping two hands on the woman’s ass cheeks. They sank into the soft flesh and ruffled up her thin dress.

"I will worry about that later."

Adal squeezed Opal’s soft ass cheeks firmly, pulling her body against him. "Later," he said again. "Right now, I want you."

Opal’s breathsbbecame fast. She down at him with wide pink eyes, cheeks already flushed.

Then kissed her again, deeper this time. His hands slid under her thin dress and lifted it slowly, peeling the fabric up her body until he pulled it off completely.

She stood bare before him, breasts full and heavy, nipples stiff in the cool air. Adal sat back on the edge of the bed and guided her closer. He cupped one breast, lifting it to his mouth, and sucked gently on the pink nipple, swirling his tongue around it in slow circles.

Opal sighed softly, her fingers threading through his white-streaked hair. "That feels so good... what makes it even better is that we are to married... Our love is sanctified..."

Adal nodded proudly.

He took his time, moving from one breast to the other, kissing and licking until her breathing grew heavier. Then he stood, turned her around, and laid her gently on her back across the bed.

Adal spread her smooth thighs wide and settled between them. He leaned down and kissed her inner thigh, then moved higher, pressing soft, warm kisses along her folds. His tongue finally dragged slowly over her clit, then lower, tasting her.

Opal moaned quietly, hips lifting toward his mouth. "Adal, please fill me up..."

He licked her with long, steady strokes, focusing on her most sensitive spots while two fingers slid inside her, curling gently. Her walls were warm and silky, growing wetter with every pass of his tongue. He kept a slow, patient rhythm until her thighs began to tremble.

When she came the first time it was soft and sweet, her body arching as a quiet cry left her lips.

Adal rose, removed the rest of his clothes, and climbed over her. He kissed her again as he positioned himself at her entrance and pushed in slowly, inch by inch, until he was fully buried inside her.

Opal gasped against his mouth. "Getting used to your new size is going to take some getting used to... Nghh!"

He began to move with long, smooth thrusts, rocking into her steadily. His hips rolled in a calm rhythm, grinding deeper each time. Opal wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

They stayed like that for a while, fucking in slow, passionate missionary, with their bodies pressed together. His mouth occasionally found her neck or breasts, which he nibbled at.

Then Adal shifted, turning her onto her side. He lifted one of her legs and slid back inside, fucking her with deeper, more controlled strokes while kissing her shoulder.

Opal’s moans grew sweeter, her hand reaching back to hold his hip. "Adal... I’m close again..."

He kept the steady pace until she came a second time, her walls fluttering around him.

Next, he moved her onto all fours, entering her from behind with the same slow rhythm. His hands stroked her back and hips as he thrust, occasionally leaning forward to kiss the back of her neck.

When her legs started shaking, he turned her onto her back once more, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and folded her gently. The new angle let him press even deeper, his thrusts becoming a little strong, as the tip of his cock reached the entrance to her womb.

Opal’s breathing turned into soft, desperate whimpers. "It feels so good... don’t stop..."

She came again, harder this time, her body tensing and then going limp as pleasure overwhelmed her. Her eyes fluttered shut and she lost consciousness for the first time, breathing. Her tongue lolled from her mouth lazily.

Adal slowed but didn’t pull out. He continued moving inside her relaxed body with gentle strokes until she woke again, blinking up at him with hazy eyes.

He kissed her softly. "Do you feel good?"

She nodded weakly with a small smile on her lips.

Adal shifted positions once more, pulling her on top so she straddled him. He guided her hips as she sank onto his cock, then helped her roll and grind against him in slow, sensual movements. Her breasts swayed gently above him as she rode.

They moved together like that for a long while, bodies connected, to confirm the love they no longer had to hide. Opal came twice more while on top, each orgasm leaving her trembling.

Adal felt certain that her maids would be able to hear her moans from outside.

Finally, Adal lay her on her back again. He thrust deeper, hips moving rapidly until pleasure built to its peak. Opal cried out sweetly as she reached her last climax, her walls pulsing around him. Her eyes rolled back softly and she passed out once more, body relaxing completely beneath him.

Only then did Adal let himself finish. He buried himself deep and released, filling her with warm pulses of cum.

Due to his skills, he was ready to go again right after finishing.

He stayed inside her for several moments, breathing steadily, then gently pulled out. Opal lay peacefully and spent on the bed, a faint glow on her skin, his seed slowly leaking from between her thighs.

Adal brushed a strand of white hair from her face and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

She can’t handle another round...

It seems one woman is not enough for the lust lord.