Lord Summoner's Freedom Philosophy: Grimoire of Love
Chapter 335: Finally Together

Chapter 335: Finally Together

"Ah, you’re so tight," Lyan groans, his fingers gripping her hips.

"I-It’s SO BIG," she moans, her nails raking across his back.

He grunts, thrusting into her. "Yes, it is."

They rock together, their bodies pressed against each other. Wilhelmina can feel his thing throbbing inside her, filling her with every stroke. The pleasure is unlike anything she’s ever felt before, and as his pace quickens, she feels her release building.

"Yes, yes, yes," she chants, her head thrown back. "PLEASE! GIVE ME MORE!"

"As you wish," Lyan growls, his hips slamming against hers.

She cries out, the sensations overwhelming her. The bed creaks beneath them, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. Lyan’s hands grip her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he thrusts deeper and harder, his breathing ragged.

"Cum for me, Wilhelmina," he grunts, his eyes blazing. "I want to hear you scream."

The pleasure is too much, and Wilhelmina’s vision blurs as her release explodes through her, sending her soaring over the edge. Her nails rake across his back, leaving trails of crimson on his skin.

"Oh, GODS!"

Her inner walls clamp down on him, milking his cock.

"AHHH, Wilhelmina!" he roars, his hips jerking.

They ride out their climaxes together, their bodies trembling. Lyan collapses on top of her, his chest heaving. They lay there for a long moment, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

"That was... amazing," Lyan murmurs, his lips pressing against hers.

"It was," Wilhelmina agrees, her heart full.

They share another passionate kiss, and Wilhelmina can’t help but wonder how she ever lived without this, without him. She knows that no matter what the future holds, she will always have him by her side.

"Um... Lyan?" She taps his head.

"Hm?" Lyan raised his eyebrow.

"Can we have... A roleplay...?" She asked shyly.

But her shyness just make Lyan even more vigorous. "What? What kind of roleplay?"

"Oh! Let me think. How about... I’m a princess, and you’re a knight... You come and save me from my captor... And then we have passionate sex. That’s all."

Lyan raises his eyebrow.

"You do want to be dominated, right?"

"Yes! Of course!"

"Then let’s do it. Get into position."

Wilhelmina quickly got on her knees, and put her hands behind her head. Her ass was in the air, ready for Lyan’s taking.

"Hey, Princess! Where are you?"

"Over here, Sir Knight!"

"Well, well, well... What do we have here? A lost princess."

"Yes, Sir Knight. I’ve been captured by the evil wizard and held captive. Please help me."

"I’ll save you, Princess, don’t worry."

"Oh, thank you, Sir Knight. Now, take me to your castle and ravish me."

"Yes, Princess."

"Mm. Good boy. Now, what do you want to do to me, Sir Knight?"

"I’m going to tie you up and do you senseless."

"Mmm, I like the sound of that. Do it, Sir Knight."

"As you wish, Princess."

Lyan grabbed a rope from the table and tied it around Wilhelmina’s wrists.

"There. Now, you’re completely at my mercy."

"Oh, gods... I love it when you talk like that. Tell me what you’re going to do to me."

"I’m going to do you crazy and make you scream my name."

"Mmmm. Yes. Do it."

Lyan grabbed his thing and pushed it inside her.

"Ahhhh! Yes, yes, yes!"

"You like that, Princess?"

"Yes, Sir Knight. Oh, gods. Your thing feels so good inside me. Mmm. Yes. Right there."

"Gods, you’re so wet. It’s like a river down there."

"All for you, Sir Knight. Only for you."

"Gods, princess. You’re so hot. I can’t get enough of you."

"Then don’t. Ravage me, Sir Knight. Take me. Claim me. Make me yours."

"Yes, Princess. I’m going to fucking cum in your delicious cave."

"Yes, yes, yes. Cum for me, Sir Knight. Cum for me."

Lyan got riled up because of her acting. Her acting was so good that he got absorbed in the play. Despite this being her first time, she’s very vigorous.

"Oh, gods. Oh, gods. OH, GODS. SIR KNIGHT! YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM AGAIN! OH, GODS! OH, GODS! AHHH! OOOOOOOOHH! SIR KNIGHT, YESSSS!"

"OH, GODS. OH, GODS. AHHH! MY CAVE IS CLENCHING AROUND YOUR THING SO TIGHT. FUCK ME. FUCK ME. FUCK ME. SIR KNIGHT. I’M CUMMING. I’M CUMMMMMMMIIIIING! FUUUUUUCKKKK!"

"MMPPHHHHH!"

Wilhelmina had a big orgasm. Her juice is flowing from her cave, and it’s soaking the bed. Lyan has a great orgasm too, his seed is gushing inside her cave.

They collapse, spent.

"That was... amazing," Wilhelmina says, breathless.

"It was," Lyan agrees.

They look at each other and smile, knowing that their relationship has only just begun.

"We’ll make a wonderful couple," Lyan says, kissing her forehead.

"I know," she replies, snuggling into his chest.

"I’m glad I met you," he murmurs.

"That’s my line... Thank you for saving me, Lyan..." she says, closing her eyes.

As Wilhelmina’s eyelids fluttered shut and she nestled into Lyan’s chest, basking in the warmth of their shared intimacy, the silence that filled the room was both comforting and peaceful. Her heart still raced from the deep connection they had just forged, the heavy weight of uncertainty and hesitation finally lifted from her chest. She could finally allow herself to rest.

Just as the serenity began to settle over them, Lyan chuckled softly, his voice breaking through the comfortable quiet. "Isn’t it time for all of you to stop peeking?"

Wilhelmina’s eyes shot open, her heart skipping a beat at his words. She could feel her cheeks flush hot as embarrassment washed over her. Slowly, she turned her head, peeking over Lyan’s shoulder to the doorway of the dimly lit room. Her instincts had told her they were alone, but apparently, that wasn’t the case.

At first, there was no movement, just the faint sounds of shifting fabric and hushed whispers from the hallway. But then, with a wry smile, Emilia stepped into the room, her fiery crimson hair cascading down her shoulders, her arms crossed over her chest as she leaned against the doorframe.

"Well, we couldn’t exactly help it," Emilia said, her tone laced with amusement as she gave Lyan an unapologetic grin. "It’s not every day that we hear Lady Wilhelmina screaming like that."

Behind her, Surena appeared, her usual mischievous grin plastered on her face. She gave a mock bow, clearly relishing the situation. "Apologies, my lady," she teased, putting extra emphasis on the word, "but it’s hard to ignore such enthusiasm. It’s been a while since we’ve seen you so... vocal."

Next to Surena, Alicia entered with her usual cool demeanor, though the faint twitch at the corner of her mouth suggested she found the whole situation rather amusing. "It’s true. The walls aren’t that thick, and with the way you were going at it..." Her voice trailed off, leaving the implication hanging in the air.

Wilhelmina’s face turned crimson as she quickly buried it into Lyan’s chest, trying to hide from the grinning faces of her former Valkyries. "You were all listening?" she mumbled into his skin, mortified beyond words. She wasn’t used to this level of teasing, especially from the warriors who had once served her loyally.

Lyan chuckled, gently stroking her back. "It seems they couldn’t help themselves."

But before the teasing could continue, more voices filled the room, this time from the doorway behind the Valkyries.

"Hey, don’t act like you three are the only ones," Josephine’s voice cut through, her tone playful yet slightly annoyed. "I heard it too, and it’s not fair if only Wilhelmina gets a piece of him tonight."

Alina, standing just behind Josephine, crossed her arms, her dark ponytail swaying as she leaned into the room. "We all heard it. It’s not exactly easy to ignore when someone is moaning that loudly," she added, casting Wilhelmina a smirk that made her cheeks burn hotter.

Wilhelmina groaned in embarrassment, pulling Lyan’s arm over her face to shield herself from their teasing gazes. "Oh gods, please stop..."

Belle was the next to enter, her pink wavy hair swaying as she giggled softly, standing next to Xena. "To be honest, I was going to come in earlier," Belle said, her eyes glinting with playful mischief. "But you seemed to be enjoying yourself so much that I figured I’d let you finish first."

Xena snickered, nudging Belle’s side. "Yeah, you looked like you were having too much fun, Lady Wilhelmina."

It wasn’t just Lyan’s original companions standing there either. From behind them, the mountain tribe members—Tara, Lara, and Sigrid—peeked into the room as well. Tara, the more outspoken of the trio, spoke up first, her thick accent coloring her words. "We heard too. Not fair just Wilhelmina getting him."

Lara, her eyes gleaming with curiosity, nodded in agreement. "Yes. We thought share."

Sigrid, the tall, imposing chief of one of the mountain tribes, crossed her arms as she looked over the room with an almost regal demeanor. Despite her usual seriousness, she couldn’t help the small smirk that tugged at her lips. "We were just wondering how much longer you’d keep him all to yourself."

Lyan, seeing the collective anticipation in the room, chuckled again, shaking his head in disbelief. "Seems like no matter what I do, it’s never enough, is it?"

Josephine smirked, stepping further into the room. "You should know by now that one of us is never enough. Besides, Wilhelmina’s had enough time with you. It’s our turn."

Wilhelmina, still shielding her face with Lyan’s arm, muttered, "It’s not fair..."

Lyan leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "Don’t worry. There’s plenty of me to go around."