I Became an Ant Lord, So I Built a Hive Full of Beauties
Chapter 250: Taming the Anaconda

Chapter 250: 250: Taming the Anaconda

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The kiss on Kai’s anaconda started slowly. It was like a whisper. It was like a promise.

Kai’s hands rested on her head. He patted her slowly. His hands tangled in her hair. And for a moment — just a moment — time bent inward. His aching muscles, sore hips, and scrambled thoughts faded. There was only warmth in her mouth. Kai anaconda was filled with hot Saliva and her face.

She sucked him gently while he lay onto the moss bed. The fabric beneath him was soft, woven from crushed bloom threads and cooled leaf silk. He let her suck without resistance, she was almost weightless on his anaconda. Her scent enveloped him again, stronger this time. Wild honey. Moon drenched jasmine. And something deeper— royalty laced with longing.

"You’ve tasted fire," she whispered while her mouth was full with Kai’s anaconda. "Now... feel thunder."

Kai gave a shaky chuckle. "Do I have a say in this?"

"No. You are getting hard. A few more minutes and it will be ready."

"...Sounds fair. Suck it more. Make it hard. I will give you a good time."

She smiled — not sweetly, but like a queen who had waited long enough (one entire night) and did not intend to wait another heartbeat. That smile alone stole his breath more effectively than any battle blow.

A few minutes later...

"It’s ready. You lay on the bed. I will be at the top."

She straddled him with perfect grace, her knees framing his hips, the soft rustle of her silk leaf robe falling open like slow blooming petals. Her red and shining skin shimmered with radiant sheen, her torso marked by glowing amber lines. They pulsed with life, with power, with something far older than the tunnel, older than the war, older than either of them.

Kai stared at her chest and lower lips in silence. "You’re beautiful," he said, awe in every syllable.

Akayoroi leaned in, brushed her nose against his, and whispered, "You are mine."

She lowered her butt against his anaconda — not fully, just enough for their energies to mingle. Kai’s anaconda tip slowly entered her body.

Puk! Puk!

The air buzzed. Kai felt her warmth against his anaconda, and his entire spine tingled as if someone poured molten gold through his nerves. She screamed, "Owch!"

He wasn’t even sure if this was physical anymore. Her presence poured over him like tidewater flooding a dry river. It wasn’t just arousal. It was possession. Intimacy woven with command. He could barely breathe. Could barely think.

"You always act like a predator," she said softly, her voice wrapped in velvet. "But today, Kai... you are the prey."

She started the motion. She was going up and down, up and down, up and down... on Kai’s anaconda. At one point it becomes like jumping on Kai’s anaconda.

His heart thumped in his chest like a war drum. "I am really enjoying it."

She lowered herself fully, enveloping him with a gasp, and the world flipped sideways.

His mind blanked. His breath caught. His body arched up without permission. Their connection sparked — not like fire, but like lightning running across a dry plain.

They moved together. Not like lovers. Not like warriors. But like two halves of a divine machine finally fitting into place after a thousand years.

Kai sat up and hugged her. She was still sitting on his anaconda. Then he kissed her while moving his waist to put his anaconda deeper. She moans loudly. "It’s so hard and deep. Kai, push harder."

Every kiss was a contract. Every moan, a pact.

Every slow and fast, deliberate grind of his hips was her writing her name on his soul in letters made of sweat and breath and bliss.

Kai gripped her butt. She clawed his back. "Queen," he whispered.

"Yes," she answered, her voice tight with pleasure.

"I might explode. I will make you full."

"Good. I like fireworks."

He chuckled, the sound raw, wrecked, happy. "I think I’m dreaming."

"Then don’t wake up," she whispered. "F*uck me more."

They continued, moving as if the stars above them demanded it. Not frenzied. Not rushed.

Just slow, powerful intimacy — where time became a suggestion and love became a language written in touch.

At one point, she found herself beneath him, she was pinned and thighs wrapped around his waist like vines claiming a tree. She bites Kai’s chest. Her claws go deep on Kai’s waist.

"This," she said, smirking, "is for letting the bunny lick you."

"I didn’t let her! She ambushed me!"

"Mm-hmm. Ambushed. While you just lay there moaning, helpless."

"It was a surprise attack!"

"So is this."

She leaned upward and bit his neck. Gently. Firmly. Markingly.

Kai yelped. "Ow—! I mean, yes, my wife."

At another point, he flipped her, dodgy style, his hands gripping her waist as he whispered, "Now this... this is for not coming to the room last night."

"Remind me, you left me alone and horny..." she said, gasping as he moved.

"You said I left you horny? What about now?"

"You are filling me in. But If you push harder and faster... then I might be satisfied. My lord, give me the venom of your anaconda."

Kai didn’t waste any time. He uses +5 inches and gives his full power in each thrush. Her butt was red from the impact. Each push made a sound louder than an aura blast. The impact was as if two mountains were crashing into each other.

They laughed. They wrestled. They tangled in limbs and heat and declarations. Akayoroi yelled and moaned so loud that sounds echoed in the entire tunnel. She was in pain, yet she was enjoying it so much that she begged Kai for me.

At one point she traced her fingers down his spine and whispered, "If I die before noon, I’ll go happy."

"You’re not dying," he said into her neck. "You’re living. With me. I will F*CK you with the love you deserve."