Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love
Chapter 216: Solia (Final) The Service

Chapter 216: Solia (Final) The Service

"Ah! I know! How about I serve you like this!" Solia exclaimed, her voice dripping with desire as she leaned in towards Lyan’s towering member. Her delicate tongue flicked out and gently touched the tip of his manhood, eliciting a soft groan from Lyan as he closed his eyes, surrendering to the exquisite pleasure she offered.

"Oh..." His voice was a low murmur of appreciation as Solia’s tongue caressed his stiff rod with teasing strokes. His hips shifted instinctively to meet her tantalizing movements, a silent invitation for her to continue her ministrations.

"Yesss?" Solia teased, a playful glint dancing in her eyes as she glanced up at him, her lips curved into a mischievous smile.

"That’s good, Solia. That’s awesome," Lyan’s words tumbled out in a lust-laden whisper, his gaze locked on hers, fueling the fire of passion that blazed between them.

"I knew you’d like it, Lyan," Solia giggled softly, her breath warm against his skin as she continued to explore every inch of him with her tongue.

"Mmmnnn..." Lyan’s moan was almost a plea as Solia’s tongue danced around the sensitive head of his thing, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

"You’re so big, Lyan," Solia’s husky voice sent a shiver down Lyan’s spine, her words fueling the flames of his desire even further.

"Does it feel good, Lyan?" Solia’s question hung in the air as she took him deeper into her mouth, her lips wrapped around him in a tight, wet embrace.

"Ugh! So good!" Lyan’s response was barely coherent as Solia’s skilled mouth worked its magic, sending him spiraling towards the brink of ecstasy.

"Fuuun!" Solia’s moan vibrated against his skin as she combined the rhythm of her mouth with the motion of her hand, driving him wild with pleasure.

Lyan’s eyes drank in the sight of her, his gaze tracing the curves of her body as she pleasured him. He watched as her hand moved in perfect synchrony with her mouth, each stroke sending bolts of pleasure racing through him.

"Ohhh..." Lyan’s breath caught in his throat as he watched her chest rise and fall with each movement, his desire for her growing with every passing second.

"More, Solia. You’re so beautiful, more," Lyan’s words were a whispered plea, his voice thick with desire as he urged her on.

"Do you like that?" Solia’s voice was a sultry whisper as she met his gaze, a seductive smile playing on her lips.

"Oh yes, very much. Give me more, Solia," Lyan’s response seductively, blazing the flame of love and lust inside Solia, making her more eager to please him with her blowjob.

Solia’s movement got even more intense. Lyan felt the tip of his thing bump against the back of her throat as she sucked hard, eliciting a great groan from him.

"Mmmm... I’m almost there," Lyan warned, his voice strained with excitement.

"Good. That makes two of us," Solia answered, her tone confident and commanding as she began to suck harder, her hot breath tickling his skin.

"Uh... uh..." Lyan struggled to keep up with her pace as he felt his climax approach, his hips moving frantically as he sought to drive her to completion.

"I’m almost there, too." Solia’s response was a breathless gasp as her lips slid along his length, her tongue stroking his shaft in time.

Lyan threw his head back with an animalistic cry, his hips jerking erratically as he came, his load spurting deep into Solia’s throat.

"Mmmmhhh!!" Solia moaned, her arms slipping from around him as she fought to swallow the huge amount of semen.

Her body trembled with the force of his climax, her breasts rising and falling rapidly beneath her dress as she gulped desperately. The force of his orgasm seemed to push her over the edge as well, her nails digging into his back, her cries of passion erupting into a long, high-pitched wail.

She collapsed onto the bed, gasping for breath as she recovered from the intense sensations. Lyan lay beside her, his spent member drooping between them, the sudden lack of stimulation leaving him feeling somewhat deflated.

"Gods... Solia...." Lyan whispered, staring at Solia’s flushed face, her chestnut hair tumbling across her shoulders as she gazed at him with bright eyes.

*Gulp!*

Solia gulped all of the mouthful of semen that entered her mouth without leaving even a single drop. "You taste good," Solia said, a wide grin spreading across her face as she licked her lips. Looking at her naughtily licked her lips made Lyan want to taste those lips again.

Lyan pulled her and take those lips in his own. Their lips met with a heated rush, their tongues dueling, their mouths opening to allow their tongues to dance. Lyan felt something stirring inside of him, his thing beginning to swell once again as their lips parted. Without any delay, he took her entered her in a sitting position with her above him, penetrating her once again balls-deep inside her while having their mouth locked with each other.

"Mmmmhhh!!" Moans of pleasure once again left Solia as the wonderful feeling of her cave completely filled by Lyan’s thing, while her mouth relentlessly attacked by his skillful tongue. They ended up having one last creampie session, filling the bed with more love juices. The both of them ended up slept at the bed with Lyan’s towering thing kept filling Solia’s cave all night.

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The sun rose, its golden rays filtering through the curtains of the room, casting a warm glow upon the tangled sheets and the lingering scent of their passionate night. Lyan and Solia lay entwined, their bodies pressed close together, his towering member still nestled deep inside her, a tangible reminder of the passion they had shared.

As the first light of dawn painted the sky in hues of pink and gold, Solia stirred, her eyelids fluttering open to reveal the depths of her sparkling eyes. She shifted slightly, feeling the weight of Lyan’s body against hers, the heat of his skin seeping into her own.

"Good morning, Lyan," Solia whispered, her voice soft and melodic as she pressed a tender kiss to Lyan’s lips, their mouths meeting in a sweet embrace.

Lyan stirred, his eyes flickering open to meet hers, a lazy smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Good morning, Solia," he murmured, his voice husky with sleep as he returned her kiss with equal fervor.

Their bodies moved together in a languid dance, the rhythm of their love as natural as the ebb and flow of the tide. With a gentle caress, Lyan shifted his hips, his member sliding effortlessly within Solia’s warm embrace, their connection deepening with each passing moment.

"Mmm..." Solia sighed contentedly as she felt Lyan’s touch, her body responding eagerly to his gentle movements. "I could stay like this forever," she whispered, her voice filled with a sense of blissful contentment.

Lyan smiled, his hand tracing circles along the curve of her waist as he gazed into her eyes with a look of pure adoration. "Me too," he replied, his voice a soft murmur against her skin.

At the first sight, it would look like a wonderful, warm, and romantic moment between the two. But because of the nonstop love sessions going on between them all night, the room is in a disastrous state, with their love juices all over the place. Lyan already cleaned the bed with his magic to make sure their sleep would be comfortable, but since they fell asleep at the state with his member still balls-deep inside her, all kinds of love juices from the both of them had stained the bed and made their body felt sticky.

As Lyan and Solia basked in the quiet tranquility of the moment, their thoughts drifted to the day ahead. The grand martial tournament loomed on the horizon, promising excitement, challenges, and the opportunity to showcase their skills on a prestigious stage.

Solia shifted slightly, her fingers tracing lazy circles on Lyan’s chest as she gazed up at him with a soft smile. "Do you think we’ll be ready for the tournament, Lyan?"

Lyan’s gaze softened as he looked down at her, a sense of determination flickering in his eyes. "We will be, Solia. With your observation of the group, I have no doubt that we’ll be able to face whatever challenges come our way."

Solia’s smile widened at his words, a surge of confidence coursing through her veins. She knew that with Lyan at her side, anything was possible.

"But first," Lyan continued, his voice taking on a playful tone, "we should probably clean up this mess."

Solia chuckled, her laughter a melodic sound that filled the room with warmth. "Agreed. I don’t think the innkeeper would appreciate us leaving the room in such a state."

With a shared giggle, Lyan and Solia untangled themselves from each other’s embrace and set about tidying up the room. Together, they worked in harmony, their movements fluid and synchronized as they restored order to the chaotic aftermath of their passion.