Rise Of The Cosmic_Emperor Chapter 19
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"Come in, Melinda" Hal would have been lying if he said he had not expected her to visit him before he left
"I still don't want you to go. What if castor followed you?" She said the instant she was inside
'I don't really plan to go alone however I have to show those people I am unattached' Hal thought
"That would be nice, except for the fact that I don't want to travel with anyone I do not fully trust" was what he actually said
"But you trust me?" Melinda asked
"Yes, I do"
"So let me go with you. Any demon beast that I cannot handle, we will be careful to stay away from"
'Sigh. In situations like this there are a few options of escape without causing hysterics. However, nothing beats the perfect distraction' Hal thought before he stood up and swept Melinda into a kiss. For a brief moment she forgot why she came to him, and when they stopped to breathe, she almost just went back to the kiss just to once again feel the euphoria that often accompanies the bliss of a mind with no worries
Almost.
"You can't distract me with this" she told him firmly
"Are you sure about that?" Hal said before lifting her into his arms, and laid her on the bed.
In a matter of seconds their clothes were gone and in the afternoon light, Hal felt her body, kissing from her cheek to her neck to her collar bone, moving downwards towards her breasts which had always been in his opinion a woman's best feature. He kissed her cleavage, held one of her breast with his right hand while he kissed the other before sucking a nipple into his mouth
"Annhg" Melinda moaned while still struggling to believe that the sensation was already better than the last time and they had only just begun.
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Of course what neither of them knew was that every part of her body that Hal touched with his hands and lips became an erogenous zone, as such her body was presently feeling a multiple pleasurable sensations.
The more Hal kissed her the wetter her forbidden zone became and the more moans leaked from her lips. Then Hal's hands were gone, his kisses getting lower and lower until he arrived at her pussy, which just like the day before was covered with very little dark hair.
At that moment the room was permeated with pheromones, the more Melinda breathed it in, the better she felt.
It was not the first time that she had gotten an oral treatment from him but the sensation still took her by surprise.
It didn't take long before she pulled Hal's face closer and rode it until she screamed out loud as she had an orgasm, after which Hal rose from her area with a grin, when Melinda looked up and saw his massive organ, she refused to be intimidated so she pulled him closer and soon he was inside her and pounding away, while Melinda continued to moan in increasing volume.
Hal just revelled in the sensational feel of her inner walls, and how much she gripped and milked him, soon after, he spilled into her as well and once again there was an exchange in essence, but the session was far from over, Hal turned Melinda on all fours and kept going for two hours, she released her fluids constantly, and he spewed copious amount of semen into her as well.
Hal's libido seemed endless but Melinda's was not and after two hours of constant copulation she fell unconscious and hal held her as she delved into deep sleep knowing that when she awoke he would be gone.
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Hal then sat cross legged as he began to refine the essence, however the more he refined the faster and easier it was for his body to absorb it, the absorption was so smooth that it did not cause a reaction and so by the time he was done he had only advanced to the seventh stage of the energy sensing realm
'What the actual fuck?' As Hal cussed violently in his mind he scanned his body and understood why;
It turns out that his potentially limitless advancement was actually limited. The truth was that even after grimoire's revelation of the advantage of the Primordial Comic Art, Hal had studied the cultivation technique and discovered that it was true.
On paper.
In reality it wasn't so simple because even if he could, his body would get use to the speed of advancement but he would still need to get used to his strength.
After he had refined the essence and advanced to the the sixth stage he had to be very careful with the brush master Swanson had given to him, the only time he allowed himself to be careless was when he had slept with Melinda and he could only afford it because she was stronger and much more durable than he was. So he would need to be careful so as to know how to maximize his strength to his advantage. He would not have even refined the essence yet if not for his urgent need for strength.
He had been pleased that the limitation was not that difficult to adjust to and had not expected that his body would get used to Melinda's essence and help in nourishing his body and bloodline, it was still useful, it just no longer provided high advancement in cultivation, of course there were other factors that had been involved the first time, one of which was the fact that she had been her first time so her essence was at it's purest. This body's essence had been as well.
Hal stood up and stretched, a quick look in the mirror showed that there had not been much of a difference in his body.
'Okay, it's time to go' Hal thought as he picked up his clothes and put it on, the recent activity had caused him to perspire a little but hal could not care less, he was going into a forest after all.
He kissed Melinda on the forehead, covered her body in bedclothes and left the mansion.
As hal walked towards the city limits, he was aware of the city's beautiful sights as well as the attention he seemed to garner even with his pheromones reined in and the lack of change in his physique. He was also however aware of the four men that stealthily followed him from behind.
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