Chapter 356: Xenovia's Service
The young woman used her pink little tongue, pearly white teeth, and crimson cherry lips to suck and lick the thick dragon, her tight throat nearly forced open by the head.
Even though she felt somewhat nauseated, her straightforward nature drove Xenovia to continue tending to Haruto's dragon with unwavering determination.
Haruto gazed at Xenovia kneeling on the bed, his excitement surging as he noticed the glistening nectar flowing from her delicate valley coating her snow-white thighs.
He instinctively arched his back, lifting his hips to allow his massive dragon to plunge deeper into the maiden's mouth.
"Mmm, Xenovia, just like that, keep going... it feels incredible..."
Xenovia beamed with joy at Haruto's approval.
Her smooth jade-like hands stroked the dragon's shaft while her warm mouth enveloped its head, her nimble tongue skillfully teasing the dilated slit.
This triple-layered service technique overwhelmed Haruto with pleasure, making him struggle to resist shoving the entire thick length into Xenovia's mouth to let the sensitive head experience the tight embrace of her narrow throat.
Seeing Haruto's satisfaction, Xenovia eagerly matched his movements, fearlessly deep-throating the throbbing veined dragon as if unafraid of it piercing her throat.
The maiden's warm mouth constricting around the massive member, combined with her agile tongue swirling inside, sent tingling waves of ecstasy through Haruto. He couldn't help but thrust his hips, using her mouth like a sensual orifice.
Occasionally, shimmering blue strands would fall across Xenovia's pale cheeks, which she'd gracefully tuck behind her ears without interrupting her oral ministrations.
She continued diligently sucking and swallowing Haruto's fiery dragon, attending to him with meticulous care.
Xenovia's enthusiastic "biting" service pushed Haruto's desire to its peak. He urgently craved to enjoy the maiden's soft, fragrant, and sensual body.
Unable to restrain himself, Haruto sat up and gently pushed her aside, flipping over to press her alluring form against the mattress.
He then pinned down Xenovia's voluptuous, smooth body beneath him.
By now, Xenovia was equally consumed by passionate flames, their entangled bodies twisting together on the bed as they engaged in fervent embraces and wild kisses.
The proud, perfect Holy Sword candidate now lay completely exposed across the bedding, obediently awaiting Haruto's dragon to satisfy her and help conceive new life.
After what felt like an eternity of uncontrollable kissing, Haruto finally rose from Xenovia's body.
As he positioned her supine, the maiden automatically parted her long, ivory-like legs and used her delicate fingers to spread her pink petals, ready to welcome little Haruto.
Kneeling between Xenovia's thighs, Haruto gazed at her glistening valley slick with nectar. Gripping his dragon, he couldn't resist rubbing its smooth, large head against her moist, plump lips.
The continuous grinding and pressing against her delicate pink valley made nectar flow freely.
Soon, Xenovia reached out with trembling hands to grasp the hot, thick length.
Lifting her rounded snow-white hips, she prepared to receive little Haruto.
Yet Haruto kept tracing circles around Xenovia's valley entrance, repeating the motion.
"Mmm... so itchy... so unbearable... Haruto... please give it to me... I need it... I beg you..."
Xenovia's seductive pleas continuously echoed in Haruto's ears while her hips swayed and lifted urgently, her valley trembling with anticipation.
Longing to thrust Haruto's Great Dragon inside just like that, the infatuated and wanton expression, overflowing with lust, formed a stark contrast with Xenovia's usual self, stimulating Haruto's Great Dragon to become even more rigid and swollen.
The fire of desire in Haruto's heart had also reached its peak. The thick, long, and fiery Great Dragon, slick with the honeyed fluid flowing from the young girl, slid smoothly into the soft, tender, and slippery passage of her flower path.
And as Haruto's Great Dragon penetrated her body, Xenovia tightly gripped the sheets with both hands and arched her back.
"Ah... It hurts..."
A tearing pain instantly swept through her entire body, but the lingering numbness continuously rising from her lower body and the satisfying feeling of being filled left the girl momentarily uncertain whether to continue or pause.
"Mmm, but I still want more..."
Upon hearing Xenovia's words, Haruto continued his advance.
The beautiful girl's maiden flower path was initially narrow and resistant, but after the dragon was inserted two-thirds of the way, it seemed as though a force was pulling it deeper.
Following the suction, the dragon soon reached the depths.
The massive dragon head pressed against Xenovia's core, rubbing it several times.
The over-twenty-centimeter dragon was completely enveloped by the pink, tender valley, while the delicate flesh inside her flower path writhed and coiled as if welcoming the dragon's arrival.
Haruto lifted Xenovia's upper body and brought his lips close to hers.
As the two joined together, they kissed, and every time their tongues met, the tender passage enveloping Haruto's dragon would tighten, driving Haruto to fiercely withdraw the dragon before thrusting it back in with force, directly striking her core.
"Ah... Haruto... it feels so good... though it hurts a little... it really feels amazing... I want to have a child with you..."
While slowly thrusting into Xenovia's maiden flower valley, Haruto firmly suckled the buds on her full, ample breasts.
He rolled his tongue over them, now sucking, now nibbling, occasionally giving them gentle bites.
Such stimulation caused more slippery, sweet nectar to flow from the depths of Xenovia's paradise, and the walls of her flower path tightened even more around Haruto.
"Ah... Haruto... darling... keep going... harder... I never knew having a child could feel this good..."
Each time Haruto's dragon plunged deeply into Xenovia's tender passage, he never failed to grind against the entrance of her flower palace before abruptly pulling out most of the way and thrusting back in with force.
Xenovia wore an expression that blurred the line between pleasure and pain, but from the continuous flow of juices from her tender passage, Haruto knew she was enjoying it.
The girl, driven by Haruto's thrusts, increased the sway of her hips, her full, rounded buttocks wildly writhing in response to the dragon's movements.
The warm, moist valley rhythmically tightened and loosened around Haruto's dragon, while transparent nectar mixed with traces of crimson fluid poured out in waves from Xenovia's flower valley, streaming down her buttocks onto the bed.
The blue-haired, buxom beauty's face wore a satisfied, enchanting allure as she occasionally stuck out her tongue to moisten her cherry lips, parched from the flames of desire.
She swayed and twisted her hips, using her drenched, pink flower path to tightly grip Haruto's dragon, slowly savoring the exquisite friction of each thrust.
Watching Xenovia's delicate brows slightly furrowed and her beautiful eyes half-closed in a dazed expression, Haruto couldn't help but quicken the pace of his thrusts.
"Ah... ah... Haruto... I... I think... something's about to come out... I can't take it... I can't hold on anymore..."
The girl's full, pale, delicate body trembled and shook intensely, her enchanting eyes tightly closed, her cheeks flushed crimson, while the depths of her flower valley quivered and sucked on the smooth, massive dragon head.
The physical stimulation immersed Xenovia in primal ecstasy. Her delicate body trembled slightly, her enchanting eyes narrowed, and she continuously moaned softly beneath Haruto.
Her snow-white, towering, soft breasts swayed with the dragon's thrusts, further fueling the blazing fire of Haruto's desire.
Haruto gave Xenovia no time to rest, continuing to thrust into her.
"Ah... so good... Haruto... you're amazing... keep going...Thanks to long-term physical training and the special talent of a perfect Holy Sword Wielder, Xenovia's tolerance for stimulation far exceeded that of ordinary women.
Even though she had just reached climax, with the afterglow still lingering, her sensitive valley continued to be penetrated by the dragon. She still wrapped her legs around Haruto's waist, matching his movements.
This position made Xenovia's enchanting pink valley more prominent and tighter.
Her delicate hands tightly gripped Haruto's back as her slender body writhed, her pale buttocks swaying and thrusting.
"Ah... ah... Haruto... anata... you're so good... I feel so beautiful?... so comfortable?... I want to keep having babies with you???..."
Xenovia held Haruto tightly with both hands, her hips continuously thrusting, occasionally deeply taking his dragon into her core, grinding her beautiful buttocks to make the head rub against her flower heart.
Whenever Haruto's head touched the soft, tender cervix of the young maiden, she would frantically grip his back even tighter, her delicate body tensing up.
With each friction between Haruto's dragon and the tender flesh inside Xenovia's flower path, her delicate body would twitch.
And with each twitch, her tender passage would tighten accordingly, until the scalding honey inside her young passage rushed toward the dragon, her delicate uterine opening sucking on the deeply penetrating head like a small mouth.
That warm, tight sensation, no matter how many times he experienced it, still felt wonderfully ecstatic to Haruto.