PATH OF THE STAR HUNTER

562 Chapter 562 Being Interrupted

The sudden discovery of three treasures when their target was only one put Desmond and Aisha in high spirits. Being the enthusiastic and passionate person she always was, Aisha jumped from the core she was standing on and into Desmond’s arms.

Desmond was surprised but still managed to open his arms to welcome Aisha after pocketing the green gem. Falling into Desmond’s arms, Aisha went straight for a passionate kiss filled with genuine happiness. Desmond wasn’t even able to react before he felt Aisha’s hot lips greedily seek out his touch.

Desmond’s hands reached out to latch onto Aisha’s soft, juicy ass as his lips received and returned all the passion she was pouring into him. Desmond wasn’t the kind of person to turn down a woman easily. In all honesty, whether it was her personality or beauty, Aisha fit her tastes very well.

On the other hand, Desmond didn’t feel much romantic interest in Aisha. She exuded nothing but genuine and intense passion. Therefore, Desmond had no problem receiving said passion and giving it back in equal measure. At some point, they parted their lips slightly to make way for the caresses their tongues shared a second later.

Aisha wrapped her legs around Desmond’s waist, wanting her entire body to be as close to him as possible. She was enjoying both the kiss and Desmond’s touch, who held her bottom with some force.

Passion was something that defined Aisha’s race, but it was not something that they gave up easily. Aisha’s race had very high standards in these matters. Being the recipient of her passion was something to be proud of; power or beauty was not enough. However, once this race is deemed someone worthy, it will deliver that passion without any restraint or measure.

Desmond didn’t understand all of this, mainly because he knew nothing about Aisha’s race, but this wasn’t that strange either. As a human, Desmond saw things from a human perspective. No matter how open-minded Desmond was, he couldn’t understand mentalities that differed too much from the human mind.

Ironically, while both people had thoughts and perspectives on what was happening, they still made the same decision. They decided to enjoy the here and now and worry about other things later.

Desmond could feel how Aisha’s body temperature, which was already very high, only increased as the kiss continued.

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Aisha’s huge breasts, which were both plump and firm, pressed tightly against Desmond’s chest, the softness that Desmond was feeling lit up the evil fire within him. Despite it all, Desmond overlooked the little details, too focused on enjoying the moment to wonder why every last feature of Aisha’s seemed to evoke lust in him.

Despite knowing that her body was a lethal and unfairly irresistible trap, Aisha did nothing to stop what was happening. From the texture of her skin, the warmth of her body, the taste of her saliva, her voluptuous soft curves, and even the scent of her body, Aisha’s entire existence was a natural aphrodisiac. As an exclusively female race, certain evolutionary traits took place to preserve their species.

Truth be told, Aisha just couldn’t care about the details, she had kissed Desmond on the spur of the moment, and things escalated from there. In a way, this was typical of her race once they deemed someone worthy of her passion. Of course, Aisha wasn’t planning on going to the end, either. She was just enjoying the passionate exchange as much as possible.

Whether bad luck or good luck was unknown, the increasingly heated kiss was interrupted by echoes from a distance.

“I think the tremors came from here.”

“I feel a very intense fire aura. Surely there must be a very valuable fire gem around here.”

“Get out of here. This gem belongs to the heavenly miner gang.”

“Pfft, what kind of shitty name is that? Get out, wimps; this gem belongs to the evil mole gang.”

Very reluctantly, Desmond and Aisha opened their eyes, looked at each other, and stroked their tongues against each other one last time. They parted their lips, leaving a trickle of saliva between them, and sighed in satisfaction before their eyes filled with annoyance. “Those assholes interrupted our good time.” Desmond and Aisha thought curiously coordinated.

The most logical course of action at the time would have been to get out of the place to avoid trouble. Still, Desmond and Aisha were quite irritated by the sudden arrival of a bunch of idiots. Exactly, a bunch of idiots; by this point, Desmond and Aisha saw their uninvited guests emerge from one of the tunnels leading to this cave. To their surprise, despite being several fairly large groups, they all had something in common: they were pathetically weak.

Desmond and Aisha actually wondered if their senses were playing tricks on them. People this weak shouldn’t be able to get this deep into these mines without being completely obliterated by the beasts here or slaughtered and looted by other explorers.

Upon a closer look, Desmond and Aisha understood why this was. In a way, this wasn’t unusual. The weak tended to band together to survive in hostile territories. Judging from the division among the guests and some fairly similar sets of uniforms, it was assumed that these people got this far by relying on sheer numbers and teamwork.

Realizing that, both Desmond and Aisha had the same thought. “These idiots are lucky.”

They thought that because such a tactic of using numbers to beat quality only worked against enemies that didn’t greatly exceed the average strength of the group.

Having faced the mutant fire flower and Rekna’s scouting party, the werelion, Desmond and Aisha were very clear about how dangerous this place was. That this bunch of idiots could survive until now was nothing short of a bloody miracle.

While Desmond and Aisha remained calm as they watched many scouts arrive at the site, the same could not be said for said scouts. Whether it was the sparkling fire gem tied around Aisha’s waist or Aisha herself, who was every source of desire.

The newly arrived explorers seemed excited and eager to get their hands on whichever of the two treasures they found. As for Desmond? Most of them ignored him.

The sick looks on her ignited a spark of fury within Aisha; her body was not for anyone’s enjoyment. She was ready to beat them up, even if they were just looking at her. Although passionate and quite sensual, Aisha did not enjoy this attention unless it came from that one exception of her choosing.

For his part, Desmond was annoyed at being so blatantly ignored. As for the way they looked at Aisha? Well, he found it somewhat off-putting since those people looked like dogs in heat rather than thinking human-like beings.

Neither jealousy nor possessiveness was part of Desmond’s anger, as he didn’t think he had the right to feel that way about Aisha; at least, he thought that way. It was still being determined how true this was.

Whichever the case, both Desmond and Aisha were more than ready to pummel the bunch of idiots in front of them. So naively that it wasn’t even funny anymore, the mixed scouting party didn’t sense the impending danger.

On the contrary, seeing that there were only two people, and several dozen of them, confidence flooded their bodies as they saw themselves as the gem owners. More importantly, they already saw themselves riding that reddish-skinned beauty, taking turns ravaging the girl, fouling her body with their filthy seed until they were sated.

In their stupidity and recklessness, the scouting party started yelling all kinds of insults, threats, and lewd things, their faces full of lust and greed. Although his anger was about to reach the heavens, Desmond still found the situation slightly amusing.

“I’ve never seen someone so eager to die. Don’t they know there are easier ways to commit suicide?” Desmond thought to himself with anger and some laughter.

But there was someone who didn’t appreciate the whole situation at all. Aisha could feel the gaze of these people who seemed to want to rape her, and being the kind of person she was, Aisha reacted quite simply: with a hammer in hand, she pounced on them.

Desmond was tempted to join in after seeing Aisha enter a frenzy, but he changed his mind. Although Desmond couldn’t read Aisha very accurately due to the inherent differences between their species, he could still see that she was incredibly frustrated and angry.

As a wise man who had fought over a hundred battles, Desmond made the smartest decision at the time. “Let her get her frustration and anger out on those idiots, and enjoy her smile when she’s done.” Desmond thought to himself; he had a feeling that was the best course of action.

“Besides, she doesn’t seem to want to kill them either. I guess she’s still in a good mood from everything we found.” Desmond muttered, seeing how Aisha bowled with those scouts. Desmond thought about it for a couple of seconds before going to the side to put the flower core in the hunter’s book. “It is better not to leave the treasures lying around.” He murmured.