The red-haired, busty beauty's legs spasmed as she clamped them tightly around Ethan's waist and hips. She shook her head madly, her feet kicking the air. Even though her womb was being deformed and pushed upward, she seemed to want the dragon inside her to thrust even deeper, even harder. Mio held Ethan in a death grip, her lower body locking onto him to prevent any movement, as if she wanted to squeeze every last drop of his essence out of him.
Hot, thick life essence flooded into the chamber of life. Because the massive amount was blocked by the dragon, which had not yet gone soft, the girl's lower belly began to bulge slightly. Once the spraying stopped, Mio leaned up and offered her tongue. Their tongues tangled passionately, continuing the afterglow of their climax.
As the kiss slowed down, Mio gradually regained her senses. Before she could feel shy about her earlier wanton behavior, Ethan pulled out. The massive head left the cervix and then the valley, letting out two wet "pop" sounds. Without the dragon acting as a plug, the massive amount of essence inside her gushed out. Even though Mio quickly squeezed her legs together, her thighs and the sheets were stained a messy milky white. The sensation of the essence backflowing and the dragon leaving her body made Mio sigh with relief, but a sudden sense of emptiness and longing bloomed in her heart.
"Mio, close your eyes and focus on the cultivation," Ethan said softly, stroking her red hair. "I'm going to help Kurumi."
Now that they had truly shared their hearts, the tsundere girl was all "dere" and no "tsun." She nodded cutely and whispered, "Onii-chan, be gentle. Kurumi can't take the kind of battering you just gave me."
Even though Ethan was going to have sex with another girl, the girls of the Supernatural Research Club had been so subtly influenced over time that Mio didn't mind at all. In the world of devils, angels, and fallen angels, monogamy wasn't a rule.
Ethan looked at Mio's concerned eyes and chuckled. "Don't worry, I have plenty of experience."
As he spoke, he adjusted the dragon, which was thick as a man's arm and terrifyingly long. Although it wasn't the first time they had seen it, the three girls on the bed couldn't help but marvel at the sight.
"Alright, it's a bit bigger than when we used my fingers, but Kurumi should be able to adapt."
Looking at the "weapon" between Ethan's legs, Kurumi Nonaka breathed a secret sigh of relief. Seeing Mio's blissful state had made her own valley slick with anticipation, but facing a dragon of that magnitude, she had no doubt she would faint from the pain.
Yuki Nonaka had also recovered by now. She had thought about helping her sister to make her first time more enjoyable, but seeing the size—about three fingers thick and nearly eight inches long—she felt it wasn't necessary. Kurumi wasn't as physically robust as the melee-specialized Yuki, but she was a Hero. She could handle it.
Yuki and Mio, still a bit weak, huddled together and moved to the foot of the bed to give Ethan and Kurumi space. Because they moved, more fluids leaked from their thighs, the musky scent and slick touch making them blush.
Ethan smiled and focused on the lavender-haired Hero beauty. He placed his dragon near her mouth, and Kurumi immediately understood. She extended her fragrant tongue and began to lick the iron-hard shaft. After coating it in saliva, she moved to the smooth head, gently gripping the crown with her lips while her tongue swept over the tip and the opening, making wet "chu-chu" sucking sounds.
Ethan loved oral sex. When they couldn't dual cultivate before, he had spent a lot of time teaching the girls how to use their mouths. Kurumi was a natural at it. Feeling the warmth of her mouth, Ethan placed his hands on her head, playing with her lavender ponytail.
After a while, he reached down to cup her perky breasts. Kurumi let go of his cock and bent lower to lick the "jade orbs" hanging beneath the dragon. As if responding to her, Ethan squeezed her soft "bunnies" with one hand while stroking her hair with the other, as if praising her. Her small breasts were completely swallowed by Ethan's hand, her sensitive nipples rubbing against his hot palm. Though they weren't large, her breasts were surprisingly sensitive. Kurumi tensed up, and Ethan, noticing this, purposefully pinched and rolled her pink nipples.
An electric shock of pleasure shot from her chest to her brain. Kurumi turned her tongue back to his cock, licking the tip and coating her palm with saliva. She opened her mouth wide, gripping the engorged purple dragon, and began to slowly take the head into her mouth. She tried to open wide, exhaling all the air from her lungs.
No matter how much Ethan retracted, the dragon was still far beyond normal size. Putting such a massive thing in her mouth was a lot of work, but to achieve the deep throat Ethan liked, she had to keep swallowing. She bobbed her head a few times, then—taking advantage of Ethan's instinctive pelvic thrust—she gave a forceful swallow.
The tip of the dragon hit her smooth throat muscles. In that instant, Ethan exhaled, pressed down on her head, and pushed the dragon all the way in until the head was completely engulfed by her throat. Kurumi cooperated, enduring the feeling of suffocation and tightening her mouth as much as possible.
Once she achieved the deep throat, Kurumi excitedly increased the speed of her bobbing. Every time the head left her tight throat, she kept it in her mouth, swirling her tongue around it like a piece of candy. The slick tongue, wet lips, and soft throat tissue provided a buffet of different sensations. Watching her slender white throat bulge and flatten as she "swallowed" him made Ethan groan in comfort, his perfect abs tensing.
Kurumi suddenly felt a surge of pleasure from below. Looking down, she saw Ethan was using his right foot to play with her flower valley through her damp cotton panties. The impact of the pleasure coming from her core made her gasp and moan. A torrent of fluid sprayed out of her, and her mouth reflexively sucked harder on his dragon.
Ethan pressed down on her head, her lavender ponytail swaying as he began to "fuck" her mouth as if it were her lower opening. The sensitive head scraped against her tongue as it plunged into her tight throat. After dozens of thrusts, he let out a roar and erupted, spraying a thick load of life essence into Kurumi's mouth.
Kurumi didn't find it gross at all. She skillfully swallowed every drop. Even though it was less effective than a direct internal release, swallowing it still provided a boost of life energy. And as Ethan's strength grew, his essence lost any musk, smelling more like a mix of rosemary and lilies—a scent that seemed to trigger lust in any woman who smelled it.