Morgana: The Mother Of All-Chapter 263: Holding My Love

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Chapter 263 - 263: Holding My Love

"MORGIII!!"

An excited yell came from behind me, and the moment I turned around, the first thing I saw was... well, to be honest, I only caught a glimpse of two big melons before they crashed straight into my face.

'Ahh~ this softness is enough to defeat the mightiest foe,' I thought, closing my eyes, inhaling the pleasant scent, and enjoying the heavenly soft sensation.

"I MISSED YOU SO MUCH, WIFE!!" The woman screamed, holding me close to her chest. I could hear her heartbeat racing loud and clear, her whole body shaking with excitement and joy. I didn't need to see the woman's face to know who she was.

"I missed you too, Lilith," I chuckled, my voice muffled against her generous cleavage. My hands instinctively wrapped around her waist as I breathed in her familiar scent that my soul knew all too well—dark roses and something uniquely her.

Lilith finally pulled back just enough for me to see her face, her crimson eyes gleaming with mischief and affection. Her raven-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her devilishly beautiful features. A wide grin spread across her lips as she cupped my cheeks.

"Did you really miss me?" she teased, her thumb brushing over my lower lip. "Or just my tits?"

"Can't it be both?" I smirked.

"Haaa! How could you!" Lilith gasped, feigning shock before her grin turned downright wicked.

"Oh, you little minx~" she purred, pressing herself closer again, her massive assets threatening to smother me all over again. "I should punish you for that cheeky remark~"

Before I had the chance to react, Lilith crashed her lips against mine in a kiss that tasted like sin and sweetness rolled into one. The kiss was brutal, punishing, filled with a lustful and passionate fire—a fire that made my blood boil and my cock harder than ever. I truly never experienced a passionate kiss like this in my new life here, yet my soul somehow recalled this passion, this insatiable need to devour, to consume, to possess.

'We are truly bound by the soul.'

When we finally broke apart, her fingers tangled in my hair, keeping me close.

"You're one big slutty bitch... my wife," she murmured, her breath hot against my skin.

"And you love it," I shot back, softly biting her upper lip, earning me a soft moan in response.

"Damn right, I do." She chuckled, allowing me to bite, lick, and suck on her divine lips, and when my eyes dropped to her plump breasts and her pert nipples, which were already poking through the silky fabric of her red nightgown—a tempting sight, for sure—but before I could claim my dessert, my succubus wife raised my chin with the tip of her finger, forcing me to stare straight into her eyes that burned with overwhelming love and passion.

"You have no idea how fucking happy I am, wife," she cooed. Her thumb traced my lips, slowly parting them. "To have you here, to finally kiss you. I would have destroyed the universe if you took any longer, love. And trust me, even in my near-death state, I still can destroy a few worlds just to send a message."

I leaned into her touch, inhaling her intoxicating scent, ignoring her last remark, before nipping at her finger as I felt a different type of fire bloom in my heart.

"I would have gladly ripped out some necks to reach you, too," I said, unable to keep the huskiness out of my tone. The flames of lust inside me flickered and intensified. That spark of love that filled me mixed with a growing desire for her body.

"Hey! Hey! Hold the horses, horny wife of mine." Lilith smiled, pulling her thumb from my mouth, tracing a path along the nape of my neck, over my shoulder, and down my arm to caress my hand

"The last time you went berserk, you obliterated two worlds, fucked the god of war in the ass for thousands of years until he began to like it and changed his body to be that of a female so you could properly breed him."

"Oh." I was at a loss for words, having nothing to say about this piece of information since I don't remember it.

"Ahem, and did I impregnate him or her?" I couldn't resist but ask. That was the most important thing for me. Two worlds gone? Nah, don't care about that. Impregnating a gender-flux god and breaking them to be my personal, loyal breeding whore? Fuck yeah, that was much better than massacring worlds.

"Nope," Lilith giggled. "You denied him of experiencing his first fuck as a virgin goddess by severing his head."

"Shit!" I cursed, not feeling very well. Damn, you messed up, old me. Losing such an opportunity was sad... so very sad. "Is this the same god of war that wanted to kidnap my son and have him as his new vessel?"

"OUR son," Lilith quickly corrected, her crimson eyes flashing with possessive pride. "And yes, that very same pathetic worm. Though I must say, you were magnificent when you tore his spine out through his..."

"..."

"Did I shove my arm inside his ass and grab his spine through it?" I asked, rubbing the back of my head awkwardly.

"Mhmm!" Lilith hummed, grinning. "Such a kinky way. Ahhh, my bloody wife. Your ruthless side and savagery with those big tits will always get me riled up."

The air between us crackled with unspoken tension—lust, love, and the promise of violence all rolled into one. Lilith's fingers trailed down my chest, her nails lightly scraping my skin as she leaned in, her breath hot against my ear.

"Though, if you're feeling nostalgic," she purred, her voice dripping with sinful promise, "I wouldn't mind a repeat performance of that particular move."

"You really do love my savagery, don't you?" I shuddered, my cock twitching at the sheer filth in her tone. God, I loved this woman.

"Oh, wife, I worship it. Every ounce of your brutality, your dominance, your utter disregard for anything that stands in your way. It's intoxicating." Lilith licked her lips, her crimson eyes gleaming with hunger.

But before I could drag her into a proper reunion—preferably horizontal, against the nearest surface—a loud crack interrupted us. I looked up and noticed a big crack appeared in the purple sky of this place.

"Tsk!" Lilith clicked her tongue in anger, her horny side dying like a snuffed candle. "I forgot about this. Sorry, Morgi, we can't have fun. I barely have enough energy to use my domain to talk to you."

My heart sank at the sheer disappointment in her voice. It was like taking my favorite hot drink—the white one—and throwing it on the ground, destroying that love and warmth into pieces, killing it.

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"It's okay, I think..."

"Damn it, Morgi... I hate this. I hate being away from you. I hate that I can only reach you in these fleeting moments." Lilith sighed, her crimson eyes flickering with regret as she reached out, cupping my cheek once more.

"Then tell me, Lilith. Where are you? How much longer do you have to wait to get resurrected, and how the fuck do I get to you?" I leaned into her touch, trying to memorize the warmth of her palm, the way her fingers traced the contours of my face.

"I told you, wife. I'm in a near-death state. This..." she gestured to the crumbling purple expanse around us, "...is all I could manage to create using the dungeon core, just to see you again. To speak to you."

I stared into the crimson depths of her eyes, letting her voice wash over me, absorbing the pain behind the words, the grief, the love, the hope. She loved me, her heart longed for me. She ached to be one with me, and not some semblance, not an illusion, a real one, a human body or a monster body didn't matter as long as it had my warmth and my mind.

"Don't worry, Lilith. I'm not mad, quite the opposite, I'm happy to see you again."

"Me or my beautiful boobs?" she teased, slightly pulling her red gown aside, giving me a peek at her smooth, naked, perky melons with their hard, erect nipples.

"Both."

"Hehehe," she chuckled, leaning in until her lips were a whisper away from mine. "Too bad... you're only allowed to look for now."

"Anyway, I must tell you a few things before time runs out," Lilith spoke, her tone suddenly shifting from the seductive, playful one to a more serious one. She snapped her fingers, and three dark-purple orbs materialized in front of me, hovering in the air.

"Morgana, my love, listen carefully." Lilith took a moment to gather her thoughts, gazing deeply into my eyes. "I would like to ask for your permission and your forgiveness in advance since what I am about to do goes against our agreement."

"Permission for what exactly?" I asked, curious to see what had to be done by someone to get the permission of their own spouse.

"It's about me, my resurrection," the succubus queen continued. "When I got detected after I opened that portal to send you to my world, the people who injured me and caused me to 'die' placed a curse on me."

"What?!" I exclaimed, not able to control my anger, what was even more painful was that it happened while I wasn't there to stop them from hurting my wife. "Who is the bitch? Who dares to cast a spell on you?! Where are they, what are they?! I'm gonna find them and snap their necks with my own bare hands! They are going to pay ten times! A hundred times!"

"You are cute when you're angry, wife. But calm down, let me finish first," she said, reaching out, gently holding my hand and giving me a reassuring smile.

"It's a binding curse that anchored my soul to the plane that I was in," she explained, watching my every response with care and worry, like a child waiting for the results of an important test. "How can I put it... because of this curse, I'll get resurrected in the same world I died in, and they will be able to detect me the moment I burst into existence and kill me or worse... enslave me."

"Hmmm," I growled, clenching my jaw. My heart raced at the implications of that revelation.

"Wait! Hold on..." something clicked in my brain as a single, terrifying fact became painfully obvious to me. "Where is your soul right now?"

There was a long pause. Lilith bit her lip, her fingers tightening around mine. Her usual teasing demeanor was gone, replaced with something raw, something hesitant—maybe even fear.

"Earth," she said after another brief silence. "I'll give you the coordinates to planet Earth."

"Eh?"

"My love, when the time comes, can I rely on you to travel to Earth and save my soul?"

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