Chapter 92 Interlude꞉ Soothing the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline! Void Dragon’s Daughter
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Lost in the throes of affectionate delight, Void Dragon lay on her back, basking in the afterglow. Her jewel-like pregnant belly, meticulously tasted, quivered under the sweet stimulation, her young princess visage revealing a sensual expression. Her parted lips showed a glimpse of her red tongue, her raised arms signaling surrender.
Her golden eyes gleamed with fervent desire, and from the Dark Petal of her breasts, White Nectar flowed like tears of joy. The clone of the world-destroying Evil Dragon had wholly submitted to me, a mere human. Despite her childlike frame, her swollen belly bore an unborn child equally captivated by her father.
”Does tickling your protruding navel feel good?” I asked.
”Oh!” Void Dragon gasped. “There… it feels so good… for me and my child.”
”It must be the shared bond with Mother,” I said. “The child’s responding well, and the soothing is working.”
”Master Inji’s touch… it’s melting our hearts,” she murmured.
Void Dragon’s navel, swollen like a tender bud on her full-term belly, was a sensitive spot. A gentle tickle or pinch drew sweet cries from her, each touch unearthing a geyser of delight.
Her tiny body trembled, lost in the rising tide of sensation, drool spilling from her lips unchecked. The unborn child, feeling her mother’s ecstasy, pulsed with vibrant kicks, the jewel-like belly quaking in bliss. With each caress, mother and daughter surrendered body and soul, Void Dragon’s expression pleading for more affection.
”Master Inji, shower us—parent and child—with your charm,” she said.
”Will that ease your and your child’s fears?” I asked.
”Yes!” she cried. “With Master Inji’s touch, we’re not afraid anymore!”
”Then I’ll bind both Mother and Child together, heart and soul,” I said. “‘Charm.’”
”Oh!” Void Dragon moaned, her voice breaking. “Master Inji… my child… she’s so thrilled!”
The Charm I cast on them brought a dramatic response. The spell, which kindled longing in its targets, grew stronger with deeper bonds. For Void Dragon, already filled with devotion, and her unborn child, my perfect Papa’s Daughter, the effect was boundless, saturating their souls with yearning.
Conquered by the man before her, Void Dragon acted on her desire, pushing me down with strength unimaginable for her small frame. The beauty of a fallen kingdom straddled me, her pregnant belly a testament to her conquest. Her unborn child, too, pulsed with lively kicks, as if vying for her father’s attention.
”We both—me and my child—crave you, Master Inji,” she said.
”You want more affection?” I asked.
”For the last touch… soothe us with your mighty spear,” she pleaded.
Her hips moved, seeking to rouse my Magic Spear. Her beauty, worthy of a country’s ruin, exuded a sensual aura despite her youthful frame.
Her long black hair swayed, dripping allure, and the forbidden weight of her pregnant belly—carrying two lives—stoked my desire. It was a vivid reminder of the life we’d created.
”I can only soothe in ways that won’t harm the child,” I said.
”That’s enough,” she replied. “I want her to feel your mighty spear… so strong.”
To honor Void Dragon’s wish, I summoned the Magic Spear, a wicked force crafted for the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline to thrive. Its menacing presence rivaled her full-term belly, brimming with savage reproductive desire despite her already pregnant state. Steeped in the Evil Dragon’s miasma, it oozed a primal essence, each drop potent enough to seed calamity.
Tailored to perpetuate her lineage, it was a weapon of pure malice. To Void Dragon, it was irresistible. Her gaze locked onto its fearsome majesty, and her unborn child seemed stunned by its aura.
”Papa’s presence… it’s shocking my child,” she said.
”I hope it’s not scaring her,” I replied. “My spear’s malice is like a weapon.”
”Hehe, she’s fascinated,” Void Dragon said. “But now… soothe me.”
Before her young princess eyes, the sinister Magic Spear loomed like a dark blade. She leaned closer, her small lips brushing its tip in a kiss of submission. Her tongue teased the precum, lapping it up as if savoring a treat. Welcoming it into her warm, saliva-filled mouth, she offered fervent service with her skilled tongue.
Embodying the Evil Dragon’s greed, she devoured the spear’s majesty, cheeks bulging. Without attempting anything too intense, she savored the act within her limits, delighting in the exchange. Her hands reached for my draconic horns—black, branching proofs of my Eastern dragon heritage. As she caressed their rounded tips, her eyes melted with bliss.
Void Dragon surrendered to the sensation of exposing her Reverse Scale, offering her dignity in an act of profound affection that filled her heart with joy.
”Oh, Master Inji… grip it harder…” she gasped, her voice trembling with delight.
As I gently grasped the black, branching horns—proof of her Evil Dragon heritage—Void Dragon melted into overwhelming bliss.
Words failed her as ecstasy overtook her, her golden eyes with slit pupils widening, her open mouth exhaling a breath heavy with desire. She gazed at the towering Magic Spear with reverence, then pressed a fervent kiss to it with her soft lips.
”Your mighty spear… it conquered me, Master Inji… and made me bear your child,” she murmured.
Her expression was that of a woman wholly enthralled, her devotion to the Magic Spear growing ever more intense.
She enveloped it with her lips, her warm mouth savoring its essence, her skilled tongue drawing forth waves of pleasure. Rolling it gently with her tongue, her small hands worked the spear, heightening its tension.
”Feels good, doesn’t it?” she asked, a mischievous glint in her usually impassive eyes.
”Ah!” I groaned, caught off guard.
A playful, devilish smile crossed Void Dragon’s face. She gripped the spear tightly, her hands moving with a rhythmic pulse, then traced her tongue from base to tip, lapping up its glistening essence.
The Magic Spear swelled to its limit, teetering on the edge of eruption. Sensing my breaking point, Void Dragon delivered the final touch.
”Child, a kiss for Papa,” she said.
She pressed her full-term belly against the spear, delivering a sweet, devastating shock. The gentle nudge was enough to pull the trigger, unleashing a torrent of White Seed that erupted like a volcano.
The thick, potent White Seed bathed Void Dragon’s jewel-like belly.
Smiling tenderly, she rubbed it into her skin, as if delivering its vibrant, miasma-laden essence to her unborn child. The child’s joyful kicks echoed her mother’s delight, and Void Dragon’s face glowed with deep maternal pride.
”A reward from Papa,” she said, chuckling softly. “Well done.”
”Is the Soothing Ritual complete, Void Dragon?” I asked.
”Yes, we’re fine now,” she replied. “My child and I… we’re not afraid of birth anymore. In fact… we can’t wait to serve you together, parent and child.”
The first service by Void Dragon and her daughter seemed to awaken a new facet of their Bloodline’s nature.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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