Secret Basement

At this point, it was already too late for regrets.

If it had been the old Lily, Alvin felt that he could've easily talked his way out.

But the Artoria of today, was someone who had already been "deceived" once.

To put it plainly, her cheating-detection skills were maxed out.

"Why would anyone build a secret basement in their bedroom?!"

As he stepped into the chamber and looked at the glamorous bed placed within, Alvin's eyelid twitched slightly and he sighed, "Lily, you weren't like this before…"

Artoria turned back to glance at the young man behind her, smiling playfully.

"This underground room wasn't built by me. It's something the former king left behind. I merely had it modified a bit… You don't like it?"

As she spoke, she reached out and gently placed her hand on Alvin's chest, feeling the rhythm of his heartbeat.

Then, with a glint in her eye, she said teasingly, "Why do I feel like you're kinda excited?"

He was excited, alright, excited enough to want to crawl into a hole and die.

Alvin opened his mouth, but didn't know where to begin.

"What did you and Sister talk about tonight?" Artoria asked casually, sitting down gracefully on the plush bed and looking up at the young man in front of her.

Her posture was proper, her snowy and exquisite face wearing an enchanting smile, as if it wasn't her, who had brought him here to do some unspeakable things.

"If the White Dragon Core still holds elder sister's mana, then you clearly didn't just have a friendly chat, right?"

Alvin's expression froze for a moment, and his heart seemed to be filled with a desire to complain as thousands of horses were galloping through it.

If he had actually done anything tonight, then sure, he was guilty, but in fact, he hadn't done much of anything… maybe just hugged and held Morgan a little bit.

Feeling Artoria's increasingly dangerous gaze, Alvin finally let out a sigh.

"I've already told you everything we talked about."

"Morgan's feelings toward you are… complicated. That much I didn't lie about. Aside from that, we talked about King Marco."

Artoria's eyes flickered with doubt and she frowned slightly. "Why bring him up all of a sudden?"

Then, seemingly putting something together, she muttered to herself,

"If it's just King Marco, Sister wouldn't be this concerned about it… Could it have something to do with the two goddesses you brought back?"

Alvin nodded slightly and immediately explained Morgan's previous reminder in general terms.

"So… Tiamat is a transmigrator, and Ishtar is a summoned goddess who's suppressing her own personality?" Artoria murmured to herself.

"Sister suspects she may have some hidden agenda?"

Alvin nodded again."Leave this matter to me. After this, I will find a way to contact Ishtar again to see if she shows any signs."

He stood up and added, "Anyway, this is urgent. I should go check on her now—"

Before he could finish, Artoria's calm and melodic voice echoed beside him:

"I've already arranged for someone to keep an eye on Ishtar. We're not in any rush."

She tilted her head slightly, her charming eyes glimmering with amusement in the dim chamber before she spoke, "Alvin, are you… afraid of me?"

"Don't be. You finally came back. I won't do anything to you~"

As she spoke, she stepped behind Alvin, pressing her soft, seductive body against his back.

The warmth of her body, the intoxicating gaze, and that unique, feminine fragrance…made him feel a bit hot.

Artoria's lips curved into a cold smile.

"Now that I think about it, I really was too soft before. That's probably why things turned out this way."

"Lily…"

Alvin hesitated, words caught in his throat.

"These past few years, I've reflected deeply on myself. And the conclusion I've come to is… whatever I do, I should be more decisive. And follow the desires of my body and heart."

Artoria smiled enchantingly and wrapped the young man tightly in her embrace.

"Now that only a few people know you've come back, even if you stay here for a few days, there's no need to worry about strange rumors spreading through the palace."

Feeling her warm body pressed against him, scented faintly with a soft, elegant fragrance, Alvin slowly exhaled and tried to keep his breathing steady.

His brain was working at full speed.

'Just stay calm for now. I'm only in the basement. Lily doesn't seem all that angry. There has to be a way out—'

[You have unlocked a new CG: "The Secret of the King of Knights' Basement"]

Alvin's expression froze completely.

'…Could you at least wait until I struggle a bit before popping up this damn window?!'

Boom!

Before Alvin could react, the heavy door to the basement slowly closed behind him as the blonde king stared at him.

At this moment, her face was still flushed with a crazy flush, and her red eyes were flashing with infinite lust.

It was obvious that the king of knights was ready to unlock a new CG.

And here, at the underground chamber, where no matter how excessive they got, no one would care.

This kind of thought was enough to excite Artoria's heart and body.

Alvin wasn't in the right mind either, well...even in a place like this..his lust was over the charts.

His cock was so hard that it hurt, and he wanted to go up and spread her cunt and fuck her directly.

Well..it wasn't like he didn't want to do all that, however, despite being dominated by his lower body, at this moment, at this place, Alvin still knew that he shouldn't refute her majesty and should just let her what she wanted.

And the beauty in front of him was basically screaming that she wanted to be on the top.

Looking at the young man in front of her, Artoria crawled a bit before she stretched out her palm towards the boy's pants.

"It looks like White Dragon is quite eager to mate."

The sensation of her soft, smooth palm against his cock was so, coupled with her warm breaths against his neck, was so overwhelming, his cock throbbed uncontrollably.

Artoria, caressed the throbbing shaft with her palm from outside for a while, before she finally couldn't wait any longer.

Talking off his clothes, she looked at his glistening hard cock, and her mouth moistened.

Even though she'd seen it quite a few times in the past few days and now her pink valley was moulded into its shape, Artoria still couldn't help but marvel at it's beauty.

Long, hard, Veiny and delicious...she couldn't help but marvel at the virile treat it front of her, that was now looking even more luscious.

Grasping the shaft between her palm,

"So hot....."

Artoria could barely hide her lust as she stretched over him, licking her lips as if savoring the idea of tasting him. Her eyes burned with desire, locked on his throbbing shaft.

Watching this proud, regal beauty behave so wantonly made Alvin's blood boil with raw need.

His cock twitched under her gaze, and he nearly lost it completely when she bent down to kiss the swollen tip, sending a sharp jolt of pleasure straight up his spine.

The light touch of her soft lips on his cock head made him groan, hips jerking upward for more.

But Artoria placed a firm palm on his chest, pressing him back against the mattress, silently commanding him to stay put.

She parted her lips, letting a warm breath ghost over his sensitive tip, then slowly took him into her mouth, inch by inch.

Her tongue swirled around the head, teasing the ridge before dipping lower, her lips stretching around his girth.

The heat, the wetness, the pull of her hungry mouth made his mind go blank as she grabbed his cock, opened her mouth to hold it, sucked it, licked the glans with her tongue, and rolled the remaining semen into her mouth.

Her snow-white and plump buttocks were raised high as her sexy and warm lips, pleasured his rod.

Her lips were so soft, so warm, stretching around him, taking him deeper with a hungry precision that nearly broke his sanity.

The faint scrape of her teeth, the gentle suction, the way her saliva clung to his skin, every detail crashed into him like a tidal wave of pleasure.

He lifted her messy hair with his palm, and took in the mesmerizing view of the beauty holding his huge cock between her mouth and sucking it like a hungry bitch.

The King of Britain, the woman who once rode into battle in shining armor,

now completely focused on pleasuring him, with her golden hair spilling over her shoulders, flushed cheeks, breasts swaying gently as she moved, eyes half-lidded and smoldering with desire made his balls tighten as his cock throbbed painfully hard.

As if that wasn't enough, then her bewitching lips, the scorching heat of her mouth, the silken caress of her tongue, her intoxicated expression, that wild mess of hair, those huge bouncing breasts, and her flawless, sexy body, everything about her was enough to drive any man insane.

Artoria's eyes never left his face, watching every twitch, every gasp, feeding on his reactions.

That look, proud yet burning with unrestrained need, was almost too much to bear.

He grabbed her hair tight, watching as his cock went in and out of her lewd mouth with great interest.

Her mouth was stuffed full and she couldn't make any sound to voice her pleasure but the passionate licking of her tongue, like she was making love to his cock was enough to prove how much she was enjoying this.

Her right hand tightly grasped the root of the cock, and at the same time, she stroked it back and forth vigorously, coordinating with the movement of her mouth, giving him a strong stimulation as she enjoyed the taste of his cream.

She suddenly bent down and took his cock deep into her throat as if she really wanted to swallow it whole.

Although it was a little difficult to breathe, she began to swing back and forth.

The friction between the swollen glans and the throat, making her mind go crazy.

Alvin's muscles tensed with each stroke of her lips, pleasure crackling through him like lightning as clenched the sheets, biting back a ragged groan as she took him deeper, her throat flexing to welcome every inch.

The heat of her mouth, the faint vibrations of her soft moans around him, and the sight of her pink tongue lapping at the underside of his shaft combined into an ecstasy that no repetition could ever dull.

Subconsciously, he grabbed her head tightly and thrust his buttocks hard, forcing her head and his buttocks to move relative to each other.

Suddenly, his body trembled involuntarily, and he felt his scrotum contract violently.

The hot semen stored inside began to boil, eager to find a breakthrough and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

As soon as his sperm gate loosened, his cock began to ejaculate, sending thick, hot streams of semen shot out into her mouth and down her throat.

She quickly bent down, parting her lips to take him in, swallowing greedily, eager not to waste a single drop.

She didn't flinch, she took it all, swallowing the first gush with a quick, practiced gulp, then teasing the head with her tongue to draw out every last drop..

His cock pulsed again and again against her warm, eager throat, and the sight of the once-proud king so devoted to drinking down his cum nearly broke his sanity.

Unfortunately, the amount he packed was more than what this greedy king could handle, so, a few drops spilled from the corners of her mouth, trickling down her chin and dripping onto her flushed skin, coating her lips, cheeks, and even her lashes before trailing down to her heaving breasts.

"Ah...ah..."

After being baptized by his potent cream, Artoria finally pulled back with a satisfied hum, licking her lips as her half-lidded eyes locked onto him, fierce and proud, yet hungry for more.

Now that she had devoured his essence to her heart's content, she needed that white dragon essence down below.