Lewd System: Every Scream and Moan is EXP Chapter 321: The Empire is Done For [5]

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Previously on Lewd System: Every Scream and Moan is EXP...
Jax offered Isadora a marriage proposal, claiming it was to protect her and reminding her of Yuline. Though he initially retracted the offer, deeming it unfair, Isadora accepted, seeing his sacrifice. Following their intimacy, Jax revealed that Emperor Damian and Echidna were watching, further provoking Damian by continuing their encounter.

Jax's tongue was deeply nestled within Isadora's intimate folds. He held her in a doggy position, his hands parting her yielding flesh while his face was submerged between her thighs. His tongue moved with practiced skill, igniting a desperate heat within her.

Each droplet of her release was eagerly met, each tremor of her body coaxed into a more intense reaction with another stroke. Her inner walls clenched around his tongue, a desperate, involuntary embrace.

Isadora muffled a moan against her hand, her body betraying her attempts at restraint. "Mmmph— Nngh~! Your Majesty, y-your tongue is so deep inside me... it’s fucking my pussy with every lick~"

Her back arched, an unbidden response to the pleasure. "Fuuuck~! I-I’m gonna cum all over your face~"

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Jax, his voice a low vibration against her skin, spoke. "No more formalities, Isadora. You belong to me now. You are my queen. And neither fate nor that moron Damian can undo that. So leave the titles for the court and just use my name or anything other than that."

Isadora's response was a cascade of moans that wracked her body. "Ah~! Ah~! Ah~! Darling I-I’m cumming— I-I’m losing my mind~"

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Then, she climaxed, her release saturating the silk sheets below, an undeniable testament to her overwhelming pleasure.

Following the peak, she collapsed onto the bed, her breaths coming in ragged gasps.

Between breaths, she managed to say, "Your Maj... I mean, honey. You really are something else. I feel so complete just knowing my future is with you. I can’t even begin to express my gratitude."

She turned her head, her voice soft against the pillow. "Today was so overwhelming. I was utterly terrified at the thought of a miserable marriage to Emperor Damian. But you rescued me. Saved me from that hell and gave me the life I always dreamed of. A loving husband who would stand against the whole empire for me. And you already proved you would by being willing to go against your own brother-like friend."

Jax shifted his weight, pressing his body against hers. His hands found her breasts, squeezing them as his body provided a comforting pressure.

He whispered beside her ear, his voice laced with a charming laziness that hid a calculating mind. "You are giving me too much credit. I won’t be going against him. Why go to such lengths when you can easily manipulate that idiot?"

He trailed a kiss along her earlobe. "But still, you aren’t wrong. I would do anything for you. Even go against him if things don’t work out. Which is impossible because to the rest of the world, Damian is a terrifying rabid beast. But behind closed doors? He is nothing more than a loyal hound who eats directly from my palm."

A smile graced Isadora's lips. She turned and met his mouth, her kiss imbued with the devotion of a woman completely ensnared. "Then let’s make sure every second of your betrayal was worth it," she murmured against his lips.

She moved from beneath him, rolling onto her back. With two fingers, she parted her glistening lips, presenting herself as if a gift offered by the consequences of his own carefully chosen words.

Jax met her gaze. For a fleeting, dangerous second he'd never acknowledge, a flicker of genuine emotion threatened to surface beneath his practiced facade. She was intoxicating, her allure almost making him forget her role as a mere pawn in his grand design.

Her pussy was flawlessly smooth, inviting, shimmering with the lingering evidence of his attention. Her full breasts rose and fell with her breaths, her flawless figure a sight that stirred an undeniable reaction.

Jax thrust into her welcoming embrace. Her slick folds yielded around his length as he stretched her, her body quivering at his entry.

"A-Ahh~ You’re not even all the way in yet... h-how much more~?"

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He buried himself completely, her milking pussy drawing him in. He then adopted a mournful expression. "Now that I think about it... this feels incredible. But terrible at the same time. Because I am doing this to my own friend like NTRing him while knowing it actually isn’t."

Isadora pouted, genuine pique coloring her expression. She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking him in place. "At this point that is his problem. And don’t you dare bring his name up again in this beautiful moment."

Jax offered a gentle smile, leaning down to press a soft kiss to her forehead. "Shhh. Don't be too harsh with him, my dear. After all, he is the very reason we found each other. I must confess, that fool always possessed an unparalleled talent for discovering the rarest and most precious treasures in this world."

He ruffled her hair affectionately, a wide grin spreading across his face, radiating a warmth so genuine it could have earned accolades. "However, what he discovered this time was far beyond his grasp. Considerably beyond his capabilities."

He thrust his cock deep within her.

Then, the exquisite moments between the two of them unfolded. The moans and screams echoed from a woman on the verge of a legal union with the man observing from the window the very next day.

Damian and Echidna observed from their hidden vantage points as Jax intimately engaged with Isadora. It wasn't by force, but through her complete and unreserved participation. In fact, she seemed to derive even greater pleasure than he did. Her legs were tightly entwined around his waist, her hands clasped firmly behind his neck. She kissed him passionately, her moans mingling with his breath, completely unashamed.

The wet sounds of skin colliding against skin caused Damian's fists to clench tighter with each beat. Meanwhile, Echidna grew increasingly apprehensive about the unfolding events.

Soon, the climax arrived. Jax reached his peak within her, once again expending his seed.

Isadora lay with a look of deep satisfaction and ragged breaths when she noticed movement by the window. Instant panic seized her. What if someone had seen them? Her legs trembled as she rose, a trail of her fluids slicking the floor, and she hurried to close the window.

Jax uttered a silent curse. He had intentionally left the window ajar, ensuring that any onlookers outside would witness every moment of his masterful performance.

Reacting instantly, he rose, seized Isadora, and pinned her against the wall adjacent to the now-closed window. He pressed his body close to the cold stone, ensuring every word they spoke would carry to the other side.

Then, he positioned himself, penetrating her from behind once more.

Isadora's face flushed with a surge of renewed pleasure as she felt him enter. She giggled, her voice playful, "Sweetheart, you truly are quite fond of me."

Jax offered no verbal reply. He simply began to pound. Rough. Hard. His thrusts were so forceful that Isadora cried out, her slick core colliding against the cold stone wall with each powerful stroke.

The impact of flesh against stone resonated through the wall with a clarity that would have driven Damian, on the other side, to wish he could tear his own ears off.

The frenzied pace continued until Jax climaxed again, filling her completely.

They finally separated. Isadora slowly turned, wincing slightly from the intensity, while a glistening trail of their shared fluids marked the wall behind her.

Jax caught her as her knees weakened. A smile played on her lips in his embrace, but then her expression shifted to one of concern.

She spoke, her voice laced with worry, "Dear, I know I'm interrupting our mood, but I must ask. What if Damian doesn't truly consent to our marriage? I see how he obeys you openly, but what if he harbors resentment? What if he intends to harm me?"

She clutched his arm tighter. "I swear I'm not afraid anymore. I would do anything to be with you. But still... what if..."

Jax gently interrupted her. "That will never come to pass. Because I refuse to repeat past mistakes. I will never allow any harm to befall you."

He then leaned close to her ear and whispered something so softly that only she could hear it. It was a secret that the man pressed against the other side of the wall could not discern, no matter how hard he strained to listen.

He deliberately kept Damian from hearing about Yuline and what Damian had supposedly done to her, because neither of them truly existed. Yuline was merely a fabrication Jax had devised to torment Damian.

Jax pulled back immediately, his voice now resonating with clear, deliberate intent, a tone engineered to penetrate solid barriers. "However, this time, I will monitor his every action. Should I detect even the slightest hint of suspicion, I will not hesitate to end his life with my own hands."

His voice grew harsher, loud enough to make the very paintings on the wall tremble. "I will not hesitate to sever that fiend's head and proclaim him a rabid, treacherous dog that finally required putting down."

This was the breaking point, the absolute limit of Emperor Damian's composure.

He made no attempt to open the door, nor did he try to break it down. With a sickening crunch that vibrated through the entire ceiling, the wall adjacent to the entrance imploded inward. A chaotic surge of dust, stone, and debris filled the chamber, propelled by a betrayal so profound it imbued a single punch with the power to dismantle architecture.

The instant the dust settled, Jax recognized the murderous intent burning in Damian's eyes.

Isadora froze, clinging to Jax in sheer terror. Meanwhile, Damian stood amidst the rubble, his gaze fixed upon his best friend and his fiancée, both naked and glistening.

A wicked grin stretched across the face of the emperor, now in Jax's possession. He mused internally.

’My bad. Time to play the humble side character, retreat from the blast zone, and spectate this unfolding drama with mental snacks…’

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