Cucking The Demon King
Chapter 85: Claiming Emma[2][R18]

Chapter 85: Claiming Emma[2][R18]

Altering the function of the divine mark had been quite difficult, but Liam managed to pull it off.

The mark was like a small golden seed within Emma’s heart, an unshakable link to the church’s watchful eyes.

However, by surrounding it with his demonic authority, he managed to overwhelm it.

His power coiled around the mark like thick vines, pressing in, twisting, and distorting its original function.

Now, he could freely influence whatever it showed to the church, masking anything he didn’t want them to see.

The only reason this worked was because Tenny, the priest who cast the mark, wasn’t powerful enough to resist Liam’s authority.

Had it been placed by a grandmaster-level priest, he doubted he would have been able to override it so easily.

He knew he was stronger than a master, but a grandmaster? That was still uncertain, since he had never fought one before.

Regardless, the church hadn’t expected someone of his strength to be among the students, which was why they left Tenny in charge of casting the divine mark.

That mistake allowed him to act without fear of immediate discovery.

His eyes gleamed in satisfaction.

Now, he could focus entirely on the beauty in front of him.

Emma sat on the edge of the bed, her flushed face tilted away from his gaze, her hands gripping the sheets as if they were the only thing keeping her grounded.

Liam took a step forward, his movements slow and deliberate, as he reached out and cupped her cheek.

She gasped at the warmth of his palm, her body betraying her with a slight shiver.

Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her delicate face, and the way her soft pink lips parted slightly made Liam’s smirk deepen.

"You’re beautiful," He murmured, his voice rich and smooth like velvet.

Emma’s head snapped up, her wide eyes locking onto his.

"You’re just saying that," she mumbled, trying to downplay the effect his words had on her.

Liam chuckled, his thumb brushing over her lower lip. "I don’t say things I don’t mean."

Her breath hitched.

Before she could respond, Liam leaned over her, his weight pressing into the mattress.

Emma’s heart pounded in her chest as he hovered above her, their faces inches apart.

His scent—warm and intoxicating—filled her senses, making her mind hazy.

His hand drifted downward, his fingers tracing over the curve of her shoulder, down to her waist, before resting against her side.

She trembled under his touch, a mix of anticipation and nervousness swirling within her.

Then, his palm found her breast.

A startled gasp escaped her lips as he squeezed gently, the warmth of his hand sending a jolt of sensation through her.

Emma’s head tilted back slightly, her lips parting as a soft moan slipped out before she could stop it.

Liam smirked. "Sensitive, aren’t you?"

Emma’s face turned a deeper shade of red, and she quickly covered her mouth with both hands.

Liam chuckled at her reaction, lowering his head so that his lips brushed against the shell of her ear.

"Don’t hide it," he whispered. "I like hearing your voice."

Her body shuddered beneath him, her breaths growing uneven.

His fingers trailed downward, exploring the curve of her waist, drawing out more of those soft sounds he found utterly captivating.

Emma’s hands trembled as she reached for him, her fingers clutching onto the fabric of his shirt.

As their bodies grew closer, the heat between them intensified.

Liam’s lips traced the line of her jaw, planting feather-light kisses along her skin.

Every touch, every brush of his fingers, sent waves of pleasure rolling through her, leaving her mind dizzy and unfocused.

"Liam..." she breathed, her voice barely above a whisper.

He pulled back slightly, gazing down at her with darkened eyes. "Yes?"

Emma swallowed hard, her fingers gripping his shirt even tighter.

She didn’t know how to put it into words—the whirlwind of emotions surging within her.

But she was sure of one thing.

She didn’t want him to stop, instead, she would like him to go even further.

Liam smirked, as if he could read her thoughts. "You’re cute when you’re this flustered."

Emma groaned, covering her face with her hands. "Stop teasing me..."

Liam chuckled, pulling her hands away so he could see her expression. "No promises."

With that, he planted another kiss on her lips, causing Emma to break out in another pleasurable moan.

She wrapped her hands around his neck, drawing him closer to her as she hungrily devoured his lips.

Liam responded in kind, snaking his tongue into her mouth.

Just like before, he easily subdued her tongue in the battle of kisses, causing the firm to let out another moan.

His hands drifted down her chest, slowly unbuttoning her shirt, in a bid to releases her massive tits from their confines.

Before long, all the buttons came undone by Liam’s deft fingers.

Her boobs plopped out, jiggling in excitement as they were finally set free.

Liam slowly pulled back from his kiss with Emma, focusing his attention on the pair of fleshy bags.

"Wonderful..." He mumbled, his eyes shining with glee.

Emma shyly turned her head to the side, her ears beet red in embarrassment.

"They’re too big... and ugly, aren’t they?" She mumbled, closing her eyes.

Liam chuckled, licking his lips.

He enjoyed the sight of the innocent expression on her face, but the massive tits on her chest greatly contrasted with her expression.

The flesh bags flowed down the sides of her chest, bouncing slightly due to the effect of gravity.

At the middle of each breast stood a dark pink nipple, standing proud as they pointed to the ceiling.

As Liam stared at the pair of boobs, only one word came to his mind: perfection.

They were nothing short of perfect!

"Don’t say that." He muttered, gently grabbing one of them with his hand.

He massaged the huge flesh bag, swiping a finger across the nipple.

"Hmm~" Emma moaned softly, subconsciously gripping she sheets.

Her folds grew even wetter, as insane pleasure wracked through her body from Liam touching her nipple alone.

"They are perfect, simply perfect." Liam said, squeezing her breast again.

Except this time, he squeezed was a lot firmer.

"Nghh..." Emma moaned again, biting her lips.

She looked up at Liam, who seemed completely entranced by her boobs, and her cheeks turned even redder.

"Are they really... that great?" She mumbled, amidst another soft moan.

"Yes..." Liam replied, adding his other hand into the mix.

He gently cupped the pair of boobs, mashing them together.

The soft, fluffy flesh bulged in between the gaps of his fingers, unable to be contained by his hands alone.

’Wow.’ Liam mumbled inwardly in awe, staring at the two pink nipples standing proud atop the fluffy mountains.

He suddenly brought his head down, capturing the two enticing nipples inside his mouth.

"Ahnn!" Emma moaned, this time a lot louder and sharper than the last time.

"W-wait, Liam... stop..." She mumbled, feeling another rush of pleasure course through her body.

She gripped his head, but contrary to her words, she only pressed him deeper into her breasts.

Liam didn’t resist in the slightest, happily lapping all over her boobs with his tongue.

Emma could only moan, her breasts growing more sensitive with each of his touch.

It was like all her sensitive points were laid bare before his eyes, and he kept on attacking them.

Unbeknownst to her, that was exactly what was happening.

Liam had already activated [Eye of Eros] and could easily see every sensitive points on her from head to toe.

He noticed the part of her body with the second most sensitive points after her pussy was her breasts, so he ensured to focus on that first.

’Why not take this to another level?’ He thought, his lips curling up slightly.

’Addictive touch.’ He mumbled inwardly, suddenly giving her breasts another squeeze.

"Ohh!" Emma moaned out, feeling a sudden wave of pleasure wrack through her body.

Her eyes rolled back, and her legs trembled uncontrollably.

Her vision turned hazy in lust, with barely any other thought left in her mind, except from that of Liam.

"Liam..." She mumbled, looking up at the one responsible for putting her in the state.

Liam simply smirked, planting a soft kiss on her neck.

"Hmm..." The girl’s lips parted slightly, releasing another soft sensual moan.

But then, the silhouette of her father suddenly popped in her mind, and her eyes widening slightly.

She remembered they were supposed to be on a holy mission, to contribute to the benefit of the church.

However, here she was getting lost in her desires.

After living all her life trying to impress her father, to grow up to be the next knight king, she found it difficult to just let go.

Even now, a thin trace of those thoughts still lingered deep in her mind, making her feel a bit guilty.

"Should... we really be doing this?" She mumbled, turning her head away in embarrassment.