10x Rewards: Conquering Women and Taming Beauties - Chapter 69: Fiesty Lydia (18+ - )

Chapter 69: Fiesty Lydia (18+ Chapter)

The only reason Rosaline had allowed the two was because she understood it had been a while since master and servant had last met.

And she was also slightly lenient due to Aristarkh’s astonishing feat.

However, at the same time, she had to maintain her status, ensuring that everyone clearly understood the rules.

Lydia apologised once again before stepping aside and lowering her head.

Even so, her excitement was hard to contain, and she occasionally stole glances at my handsome face.

“I will return…” I gave Rosaline a look, letting her understand what I meant.

Rosaline nodded and walked back to the table, her hips swaying lightly.

“I will inform the head of the family about the main rewards of the mission.”

Previously, the reward had been a cursed dispersal fruit containing an exorbitant amount of cursed energy. However, that was no longer the case. It now had to be replaced since Aristarkh no longer needed it.

Naturally, the fruit was meant to help one enter the cursed master rank, but since I was already there, it had to be changed to something more suitable.

Nodding in agreement, I saluted in Rosaline’s direction, giving her a wink as I led Lydia out of the room.

Rosaline leaned back slightly and collapsed into the chair, closing her eyes as she replayed the brief interaction she had with Aristarkh.

How he had claimed her.

He was merely a youth at the age of eighteen, yet he had kissed her, fondled her, and groped her as though she were just another woman, not the commander of war.

The thought only made her pussy tingle even more, her anticipation to have him inside her growing by the second.

Of course, she had felt it.

While they were kissing, subconsciously, her hand had brushed against his throbbing length, making her realize he wasn’t just a monstrous genius.

He was likely a monster in bed as well.

’With a cock that huge, of course he is…’ Rosaline’s eyes remained closed as she tried to calm the tingling between her thighs.

It took her more than thirty minutes before it subsided enough for her to decide to visit the clan head.

’That brat, Aristarkh. Look at the suffering he’s putting me through.’ She complained bitterly in her heart.

…

Unaware of the turbulent emotions within Rosaline’s heart, I led Lydia hand in hand under the gazes of the crowd.

The crowd stared. Some ladies clamped their thighs, their eyes burning with jealousy at how intimately the two of us treated each other.

They believed that even if we didn’t end up together, her future was guaranteed.

At this point, with Aristarkh’s monstrous talent, it was simply impossible for him not to dominate the genius competition in a few months.

They acted as though they weren’t watching.

They watched anyway as the two of us finally vanished into the mansion.

Sometime later, after Rosaline came out, another wave of shock rippled through the surroundings, and they finally understood why she had screamed so loudly earlier.

One had to understand that Aristarkh had only been a cursed warrior for less than two weeks… yet he was already a cursed master.

It was so unprecedented that it drove those who wished to catch up to him into despair.

Meanwhile, the man in question, Aristarkh, returned to his room.

The moment he did, Lydia once again threw herself into his embrace, her lips crashing against his with fervor.

For days, she had complained bitterly.

Why did Aristarkh fuck her so thoroughly, only to leave the very next day?

The frustration only fed her desire, growing stronger with each passing day.

Her pussy throbbed at the thought, and she couldn’t help pushing her tongue deeper, intensifying the kiss on her own accord.

Seeing Lydia take the initiative, I smirked.

’Is that how much you’ve missed me?’ I grinned internally, admiring this mature woman who couldn’t control herself around me.

Lydia unbuttoned my shirt with steady hands.

Then her hands moved to my trousers. In one fluid motion, she removed them, causing my cock to spring free.

As our kiss grew sloppier, she pulled off her shirt, unhooking her bra and tossing it aside.

Then she pushed me against the bed, causing me to collapse onto it with a dull thud.

“Easy, Lydia. What’s gotten into you?” I said with a light laugh.

Lydia looked as though she hadn’t heard a word.

“Fuck me, young master… please fuck me!”

She climbed onto the bed, onto my waist, and with one swift motion, she slid her panties aside, burying my cock deep into her pussy.

The moment she felt that fullness again after more than a week without it, Lydia climaxed instantly.

Her pussy tightened around my cock, spasming as her love juices flooded over it.

Her legs turned to jelly as she collapsed onto me, exhaling softly, almost shocked by her own immediate release.

She took a moment to steady herself before slowly beginning to ride my cock, her tits jiggling lewdly.

Lydia’s hips rolled with desperate hunger, her slick walls clenching greedily around every thick inch of my cock. Each downward stroke sent her heavy breasts bouncing, the soft flesh rippling hypnotically as she chased the pleasure she had been denied for far too long.

“Ahh—! Young Master… haa… it’s so deep…” she moaned, her voice husky and broken. Her hands pressed against my chest for balance while she ground her clit against my pelvis with every roll, coating my shaft in fresh waves of her creamy arousal.

I gripped her plump ass, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as I guided her movements, thrusting up to meet her. The wet, obscene sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixed with her shameless whimpers.

“Fuck, Lydia… you’re soaking me,” I growled, watching her face twist in ecstasy. Her eyes were half-lidded, lips parted, completely lost in the feeling of being stretched and claimed again.

She leaned forward, her nipples brushing my chest as she rode me harder, faster. “I missed this… missed your cock so much… I touched myself every night thinking about you ruining me…”

Her confession only made my blood burn hotter. I flipped us over in one smooth motion, pinning her beneath me. Lydia’s legs instinctively wrapped around my waist as I drove into her with deep, powerful strokes. Each thrust knocked the air from her lungs, her pussy fluttering wildly around me.

“Yes—! Just like that… harder, please!” she begged, her nails digging into my back.

I obliged, pounding her into the mattress with relentless force. Her tits bounced violently with every impact, her moans breaking into sharp cries of pleasure. I could feel her second climax building quickly; her walls tightened like a vice, pulsing around my cock as if trying to milk me dry.

“Cum for me again,” I ordered, lowering my head to capture one stiff nipple between my teeth.

Lydia’s back arched sharply off the bed. “I’m— I’m cumming—!!”

Her entire body convulsed as another powerful orgasm tore through her. Hot, slick juices gushed around my cock, soaking the sheets beneath us. Her pussy spasmed violently, squeezing me in rhythmic waves that nearly pushed me over the edge.

But I wasn’t done with her yet.

I kept thrusting through her climax, dragging out her pleasure until she was trembling and whimpering beneath me, her eyes glassy with overstimulation.

Pulling out briefly, I flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her hips up so her ass was raised high. Her dripping pussy glistened invitingly as I lined myself up again.

“Round two, Lydia,” I murmured, my voice dark with lust. “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk tomorrow…”

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