Chapter 89 Interlude꞉ Bathing Amid the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline! Sakuya & Uigetsu, Part ④
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
The fruits blooming on Sakuya’s breasts spread their black petals, endlessly spilling White Nectar meant to nurture life.
Her body, once a sleek, exquisite artwork, had transformed into a vital, lush figure fit for motherhood, radiating the majestic presence of an earth mother goddess while retaining her ravishing beauty. Her soft flesh promised a comforting embrace, and her swollen breasts, marked by dark fruits, stood out for the infants they’d nourish.
”Ngh…! Father… bite hard, mark me, and savor my milk…!”
Facing the act of nursing me, Sakuya’s cunning, sharp features melted into a feminine allure, drunk on desire and anticipation. Her night-dark hair, tousled sensually, framed a face with glistening eyes, brimming with expectation as she gazed up at me. Still tinged with the youth of the kingdom’s most beautiful princess, she exuded a budding seductiveness, a fruit on the verge of ripening.
Her limbs, now lush for motherhood, opened in a gesture of overwhelming warmth. Sitting with legs folded, she thrust out her dripping breasts, emphasizing them, as if offering her whole being in joyous surrender. Each step I took closer made her tremble with anticipation, and when I latched onto her nectar-soaked fruit, she arched back, jolting with the surge of climax.
Bite harder… but I don’t want to hurt her with my teeth—how’s this?
”Hngh…!!”
As I bit into the fruit, splitting it open, Sakuya shuddered as if struck by lightning, her moans echoing, unbefitting her princess status. Nectar flooded my mouth like juice from a burst fruit, and I gulped it down, unwilling to waste her offering.
Its rich taste lingered on my tongue, its heavenly sweetness and supreme nourishment fueling my body with the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline’s [T/N: Evil Dragon’s Bloodline—a mythical lineage of draconic power] vitality and miasma [T/N: Miasma—a supernatural aura of corruption]. It was a charm that could captivate anyone who drank it, like a desert craving water.
Uigetsu’s milk was crisp and drinkable forever, but Sakuya’s ensnared you, addictive and unforgettable.
”Father… how’s… ngh, my milk’s taste…?”
”It’s unforgettable, a supreme treat. I’m worried our babies might struggle to wean off it.”
”—Thank you! To be praised by Father… it’s too perfect… hah, ngh…!”
Her joy at my praise erupted, and another bite on her dripping fruit pushed her into a frenzied climax. The dual thrill of approval and physical pleasure sent her spiraling. Clutching my head to her breasts like a treasure, she drowned in moans and shudders, overwhelmed by ecstasy.
In the steamy bath, her wet body clung to me, burning with desire. Collapsing backward, she pulled me atop her, reigning over her form. Entwining her legs around me, she craved submission, her fallen eyes pleading with masochistic delight as I suckled her milk.
”Want me to milk you more… forcefully?”
”Yes… as a naughty Father, devour my milk…”
”Only while the babies sleep. I don’t want them seeing such sadistic acts.”
”Hah… ngh, so strong… being milked by Father like this…!”
Sucking as if filling my lungs, I bit hard, splitting the fruit and guzzling the gushing nectar. The shift from nursing to forceful milking unleashed Sakuya’s masochistic fervor, her beast-like cries ringing out.
Tears of joy streamed down her cheeks as she embraced the plundering of her milk, her limbs tightening around me, embodying the Bloodline’s possessive desire. Nursing or milking, it all became a joyous offering to me, fulfilling her masochistic cravings, sinking her deeper into the act’s intoxicating mire.
”My milk… Father’s nourishment…! Being claimed so roughly, offering it like this… it’s too much… ngh… I’ve learned how to surrender…!”
Sakuya had a thing for giving herself up. My approval and forceful demands struck her core, blooming her hidden masochistic desires through this milking play.
Her gaze begged for more, but there’s a limit to sadistic acts with my daughter and bride. I couldn’t indulge further.
”That’s enough for today, Sakuya.”
”But… I still have so much milk to offer Father—”
”Father’s full. No more milking.”
”Ugh… yes…”
She had no retort, her milk having filled me.
Watching my lips leave her breasts with longing, she melted into bliss when I stroked her head in praise. My touch and approval were like ambrosia to the Bloodline’s Papa’s Daughters, their bodies maturing as femme fatales but their hearts still those of young girls.
I sensed the quiet thoughts of the unborn child in Sakuya’s womb, stirring softly like gentle breaths.
”The miasma’s calmed down.”
”Hehe, that’s because Father filled me body and soul. With your supreme seed swelling my belly, wrapped in the charm of romantic longing, even the Evil Dragon’s wicked nature fades before my joy as a Papa’s Daughter.”
”If love can tame that wicked instinct, I’ll pour it on endlessly.”
”Yes… love me until my soul drowns in it.”
Once fierce, her evil miasma now barely flickered, subdued. When mind and body were fully satisfied, even the Bloodline’s dark nature could be overcome—a sign that our future children, like Sakuya and Uigetsu, could balance their instincts.
Stroking the child through Sakuya’s belly, I felt their joyful thoughts bloom in their slumber, responding to my touch. Even in the Bloodline, a budding life was defenseless against outsiders. No matter their future strength, we’d protect them fiercely now.
”It’s okay to have a wicked heart. Just learn to control it.”
As their father, I had to firmly guide the Bloodline’s children to avoid the world’s rejection. Born with world-destroying power, a single misstep could unleash disaster.
From the moment of sprouting, we’d instill thorough education, managing their immense strength until they could wield it. Becoming Papa’s Daughters would prevent their power from erupting, raising them to balance their instincts with care.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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