Chapter 34 Making the Evil Dragon’s Heir Commit!⁕
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Uigetsu and I clung to each other, our bodies locked in a connection that went beyond father and daughter. My c**k drove deep into her p***y, its fierce intensity piercing her, yet she melted into it with a face full of bliss.
She didn’t just take it—she rode it with wild, almost reckless abandon, like she was taming a stallion. The pain of her first time seemed to morph into pleasure, and this breathtaking beauty, my daughter, surrendered completely to the joy of our union.
”Ah… Dad, kiss me… please, kiss me!” she gasped, her voice trembling with need.
Her arms wrapped around my back, pulling me close as she dove into a deep kiss, her tongue tangling with mine in a heated dance. The wet sounds of our mouths mingled with her relentless hips, chasing every bit of me she could claim.
Despite the Evil Dragon blood coursing through her, Uigetsu’s vibe stayed pure, her bright eyes glowing with a love that wasn’t tainted by guilt or shame. Her p***y gripped me like it had a life of its own, pulsing and squeezing with a seductive hunger that was as devoted as it was intense.
She pulled back suddenly, a thread of saliva trailing from her parted lips. With a ticklish grin, she pressed her forehead against mine, whispering like she’d found a tiny piece of happiness. “Making a baby with you, Dad… it fills me up in ways I can’t even explain.”
”Feels that good, huh?” I asked, my voice low, teasing.
”Of course it does!” she chirped, her eyes sparkling. “I’ve been your daddy’s girl since forever, so getting this close… it’s just natural, right? Ah…!”
She pressed her full chest against me, sinking her hips deeper, taking every inch of me inside. Her breath hitched as waves of pleasure rolled through her, and her p***y clamped down hard, like it was starving for me.
Every movement was a testament to her devotion, her folds wrapping around me, teasing and stroking like they were made to please. Her smooth, toned stomach showed the faint outline of where I filled her, proof of how perfectly we fit—like she was molded for me, just as Sakuya was. Maybe it was the blood we shared, but her body welcomed even the most overwhelming parts of me, gripping tight in a way that felt like a warm, eager embrace.
I couldn’t hold back a groan. “Ngh…!”
She giggled, her mischievous grin flashing. “So, how’s your exclusive butler’s p***y feel, Dad?”
Her skills were unreal, outshining even her mother, Yaten. The way she enveloped me, slow and deliberate, was like she was pouring every ounce of her love into it.
It wasn’t just physical—it was her way of showing the devotion she’d carried since before she was born. Her service was on another level, every move screaming her need to make me happy.
”Don’t you move, Dad,” she said, her voice firm but playful. “Your butler’s got this!”
”Alright, Uigetsu,” I said, a grin tugging at my lips. “I’ll leave it to you—ngh…!”
Her service was mind-blowing. As we kissed, her chest pressed against mine, soft and heavy, swaying with every motion. Her arms clung to my back, holding me tight as she threw everything she had into pleasing me. Her body moved with purpose, every inch dedicated to me, blurring the line between daughter and servant in a way that felt thrillingly wrong.
”Ah… how’s it feel, Dad? Good…?” she panted, her voice breaking with effort. “Ngh…!”
Words weren’t enough to answer her. I let my body speak, driving into her with a force that hit her core, sending her over the edge. Her face twisted in ecstasy, head thrown back as she trembled in the aftershocks of her cl**ax.
It was like I’d struck the very heart of her, and her reaction told me just how deeply I’d reached her. I realized then that I was her weakness—her father, her everything. Our connection, this perfect fit, wasn’t just with her but with Sakuya too. We were pieces of a whole, meant to come together like this, undeniable and complete.
”I think… I get what being your mate really means now, Dad,” she said, her eyes glassy with awe, her voice soft and reverent.
Her heartbeat pounded against me, fast and wild, mirroring the storm of emotions inside her. Each thrust into her core seemed to awaken something primal in her, a need she couldn’t ignore.
Forgetting her role as a servant, she kissed me again and again, quick and desperate, her eyes locked on mine, seeing only me. She wasn’t my daughter in that moment—she was a woman, fully and completely.
”My body, my heart… they can’t stop wanting you,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “I’m going crazy…!”
Before she could spiral, I claimed her lips, kissing her hard to silence any doubts. I wanted her to embrace this, to let her instincts take over. Her boyish features softened, giving way to something sensual, almost decadent, as she surrendered to the moment.
”When you find your mate for life,” I said between kisses, “everyone feels like you do now. Your mom, Yaten, and your sister, Sakuya—they both fell into this same bliss with me.”
She let out a shaky laugh, her arms raising like she was surrendering. “Guess it’s just family, huh? I’m totally trapped by you, Dad.”
She draped her arms over my shoulders, her gaze piercing, like she was burning this moment into her memory. Then, her eyes shut tight, only to snap open with a fierce, determined glint, like she’d made up her mind about who she was.
”Right now,” she said, her voice steady, “you’re mine, Dad.”
Her daddy’s girl possessiveness came roaring out as she clung to me. What came before felt like foreplay compared to the way she moved now, her hips grinding with a ferocity that demanded everything I had.
She let go of all restraint, chasing our connection with a love so deep it was almost overwhelming. I matched her, holding her tight, our bodies striving to become one. Her p***y gripped me like it was alive, pulling me in deeper, its pressure relentless, driven by an instinct to claim me fully. Even knowing no child would come from this, her body didn’t care—it wanted me, needed me, in a way that echoed Yaten’s fierce, possessive love.
”If I want your baby… I won’t hold back!” she cried, her voice breaking with desperation. “I’ll love and raise it, Dad… as many as you give me, dozens even…!”
”When this is all over,” I growled, “I’ll make sure you, Yaten, and Sakuya all carry my kids. We’ll build a huge family!”
”Yes!” she gasped, her eyes shining. “One big family…! Ngh…!”
Her weakness, it seemed, was her core being struck hard. Each thrust sent her into a trembling climax, her cries echoing as she drowned in pleasure. I didn’t let up, hitting that spot relentlessly, watching her arch and shudder in the waves of ecstasy.
”I’m… I’m about to…!” she screamed, her voice raw as she shook.
”Uigetsu, I’m at my limit too…!” I groaned.
Her p***y tightened like it was trying to crush me, driven by a dragon’s greed to claim every drop. She wouldn’t let go, her body demanding I give her everything.
As I reached my peak, I poured into her, the flood overwhelming, her core drinking it in like it was starved. Her stomach swelled slightly, like it was already carrying life, proof of how much I’d given her. The sheer volume was unreal, a testament to the dragon’s desire to mark its mate.
”It’s so much… I’m definitely getting pregnant with this…” she murmured, dazed.
”Not yet,” I said, catching my breath. “We’re being careful.”
She pouted, then grinned slyly. “Guess I’ll just have to keep tempting you till you can’t resist!”
Still holding me, she glanced down at her swollen belly, marveling at it like it held a tiny life already. Even knowing it wouldn’t happen now, she saw it as a challenge, her eyes glinting with seductive promise.
”Just say ‘get pregnant,’ Dad,” she teased. “Then I’ll have your baby, right?”
”When the Sealed Dragon Festival is over,” I said, “and everything’s set, if I want it too, then yeah.”
Her eyes widened, a flicker of worry crossing her face, like a kid caught sneaking cookies. “Wait… is the hypnosis gone?”
I sighed, stroking her head to ease her fears. “It’s not gone. I just know the reins on my rationality are loose right now.”
I understood my feelings were real, even in this state. Holding back from fully claiming Uigetsu and Sakuya was proof of that. But whether I’d feel the same once my mind cleared was another question. If they truly wanted to be my mates, they’d face a trial to prove it.
”If you really want to be my mate,” I said, “confess to me when I’m fully myself.”
”Will you accept me then?” she asked, her voice soft but earnest.
”It’s up to you and your resolve,” I said. “Show me that strength, and I’ll accept you, no matter what.”
Her eyes lit up, determination flooding back. “Got it! If you’re giving me the green light, I’ll show you I’ve got what it takes!”
Knowing she had a chance, straight from me, lit a fire in her. This confession would be a turning point, not just for her and Sakuya but for our whole family. The Sealed Dragon Festival loomed, a trial that would decide our fate.
”For now,” I said, “we’ll make sure you get that chance to confess.”
The festival was closing in, and with it, the moment that would shape our family’s future forever.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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