Chapter 56 Let’s Wreck the Seiryuusai Festival with Evil Dragon! ⑰ ⁕
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”My husband pinning me down like this… what a sight—nnngh! Ahh!!”
With a single thrust that lifted her womb, Yaten was instantly sent to the pinnacle of ecstasy. The position, reminiscent of violent dominance, had been avoided for the sake of Sakuya and Uigetsu’s upbringing, but now that both daughters were bound as my Mates, there was no need for restraint. From the edge of the stage, they watched, wide-eyed and unable to hide their excitement at witnessing their parents’ intense union.
”Fuhhh! Being claimed by my Mate, being devoured… it’s so fulfilling—ahhh!!”
Pinning the world-destroying evil dragon beneath me, pressing into her as if to break her, the pleasure was overwhelming. I drove into her voluptuous form like a stake, penetrating the secret depths of her sacred temple with each thrust.
Yaten’s explosive moans echoed like cannon fire, her enticing flesh quivering in waves of ecstasy. Clutched between my body, she clung helplessly, fueling my sadistic desire to dominate my Mate.
When our lips met, our tongues tangled as if rehearsed, her golden eyes melted into mine, and her supple thighs squeezed my waist, refusing to let go.
”Claim me…! Mark me as yours! Etch an indelible proof upon my body, ahh, my soul…!”
She was the embodiment of a woman wholly conquered, body and soul, by the man she revered as her Mate. Clinging to me as if I were an anchor, Yaten’s soul sank into the abyss.
Though she possessed the power to destroy the world, this evil dragon had surrendered entirely to a single human, her instinctual nature bent by affection, relishing the supreme joy of bearing my child.
”The joy of weaving the blood of the one I love, proof that I am yours… into my womb!”
Her body, awakened to the primal joy of prosperity and reproduction, had become a living incarnation of the earth mother goddess. Her form, shaped for bearing life rather than mere beauty, was sturdy and fertile: a trunk-like waist, firm hips, and powerful thighs, all refined and specialized for creation.
”I shall never leave my womb empty! I will cradle the life spun from my Master’s seed…!”
Her embrace, coiling around me like a serpent, was a testament to her possessiveness as my Mate. Yaten held my manhood as if it were a beast’s jaw, utterly captivated by the act of conceiving with me.
The meaning of blood, the intertwining of our lives, and the existence of our daughters imbued her with the full glory of creation. She had been reborn as a life-giving goddess, standing opposite her innate destructive nature.
Unable to break free from the pleasures I granted, Yaten writhed like a frog overcome, entirely consumed by lust.
Her cunning, her skill, and even her immense power as an evil dragon meant nothing before our union. She clung desperately to my chest, crying out with voices of passion, surrendered to the dominance of her Mate.
With each thrust, she was stretched to her limits, her inner walls pressing unyieldingly against me. She received each climax with her entire being, yet never let herself fully lose consciousness.
”Ahh…! Our bond as Mates… Husband, let it be etched together—oohh!!”
”Yaten…!!”
Like a serpent feigning death before striking its prey, Yaten sprang forward with sudden agility, embracing me with the strength of her muscular limbs. Her golden eyes glimmered with predatory focus, the embodiment of a hunter claiming her prize.
Like a beast before a feast, she pressed her wet lips to mine, exchanging a heated kiss. The roles reversed, and now I was pinned beneath her.
”Fuh… it’s good to move like beasts, but our lovemaking for conceiving should nurture love, not just lust.”
Our position mirrored the bond of Mates. She straddled me, breasts darkened and heavy, riding atop me, yet still carrying the faint tremors of our previous passion. Her playful smile remained, teasing even in the wake of intense pleasure.
”To conceive solely from desire would be disrespectful to the new life about to awaken, right?”
”Indeed. Then, as always, let us bind our hands—”
”Hehe, this grip… it truly delights me.”
Our palms pressed together, fingers intertwined in a lover’s link. Even straddling me, Yaten’s hands resembled reins, like a rider guiding a powerful horse.
As a skilled equestrian, she rode me with a slow rise and fall of her hips, her expression melting from the sheer pleasure of taking my manhood. From beneath her, I glimpsed the full, violent glory of my manhood, gradually revealed in its entirety, dripping with wicked desire.
It was a weapon stretching from Yaten’s honeyed mouth to her navel, a living testament to reproductive dominance. My manhood, a symbol of primal fertility, throbbed violently, quivering like a stallion as it sought to settle inside her honeyed depths.
”Husband’s property… truly magnificent. It’s even larger and more formidable than before.”
”That’s what happens when it fuses with the Miasma of an evil dragon… and the source artifact at that.”
Both of us could only marvel at the sheer magnitude of what lay before us. The monstrous power of my manhood, the swollen Miasma coursing through my seed, embodied the absolute will to conceive. Even I, the owner, felt a shiver of awe at its potency. Saturated with potent Miasma, even a single seed entering her womb could bring life to fruition.
A primal, brutal embodiment of reproductive desire. Any life born from this manhood would inherently carry a trace of its innate malevolence. Yet for Yaten, an evil dragon herself, no seed so steeped in Miasma and dark energy could be more suitable. Her gaze, admiring what would terrify a human, betrayed her longing; drool almost threatened to spill from her lips.
”Truly, this manhood and seed can impregnate with evil, propagate malice… yet none could be more compatible with my womb.”
Though my seed could corrupt the world, for Yaten’s eggs, it was the perfect match. The child to be born would inherit the evil of the dragon’s bloodline, yet in return, their inherent power would be drawn to its absolute potential.
As Yaten’s offspring, the child would always be sought by various forces. With such immense power, the dragon bloodline would be coveted by humans and Youma alike, and such threats would require countering with equal force. For this reason, neither Yaten nor I worry much about the child’s innate malice.
Like Sakuya and Uigetsu, it would not be difficult to reconcile with a naturally malevolent nature.
”Hah… I can’t help but be captivated—truly, Master’s property is incredible.”
Yaten, mesmerized by my formidable manhood, suddenly returned to her senses. Though delighted by the power that could enthrall even a fabled beauty, it throbbed with the need to inseminate, delivering a tension nearly unbearable in its intensity. Recognizing my state, she gently caressed me, soothing with a tender touch.
”No more violence. Next, we shall indulge in gentle lovemaking that nurtures love—nnngh!”
Rather than a lustful, devouring union, Yaten slowly lowered her hips, allowing my manhood to be gently enveloped, sinking it tenderly deep inside as we shared a loving, caring embrace.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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