Because he had thrust in with such haste, his thick, bulbous glans slammed directly into the soft, supple, and delicate flesh within. Given his immense size and the awkward angle—which created some resistance—he didn't manage to penetrate all the way to the cervix.
Even so, the impact caused the cervix to arch and throb. The overwhelming stimulation pushed Tang Lanyan—already delirious with lust—to the very brink of orgasm; her legs snapped shut so tightly that the Dragon King felt as if his own waist might be crushed in the grip.
The powerful squeezing, sucking, and nibbling of her honeyed crevice were so intense that even someone like Luo Shaowen might have struggled to hold back.
However, the Dragon King was not entirely human; possessing a sexual stamina dozens of times greater than that of an ordinary man, he managed to restrain himself at the critical moment, preventing an immediate ejaculation.
Still, he couldn't help but marvel—Lanyan was the only woman capable of bringing him to the verge of climax the very instant he entered her.
The Dragon King shifted his hips, withdrawing his massive cock until only a portion remained inside. Looking down, he saw his shaft glistening with moisture. Because his member was so exceptionally large, her lush, fleshy labia had been pushed outward, appearing like two plump, succulent, and glistening folds of skin pressed against the tops of her thighs.
With the labia forced wide apart, the delicate, tender flesh at the entrance, the engorged and reddened clitoris, and the urethral opening—stretched slightly to the sides—were all laid bare to his gaze. The opening of her sex was stretched into a perfect, rounded circle. Soft, delicate, honey-hued flesh bulged outward—not just a single layer, but several, with the outermost folds clinging tightly to the cock while the inner layers pulsed and retracted. It was an incredibly seductive sight.
Tang Lanyan's anatomy was truly unique; her inner walls were layered with folds that resembled the tentacles of a sea anemone, creating this exquisite, mesmerizing spectacle.
Her passage was so tight—the folds seemingly capable of biting down—that only a member of exceptional girth and rock-hard rigidity could fully stretch those layers open, pressing against them with such intense, constricting friction.
The sight sent the Dragon King into a frenzy of excitement. He had sparred with Tang Lanyan before—only to be defeated soundly—but now, he felt an inexplicable, intoxicating sense of having conquered the formidable "Battle Queen" herself.
*Thwack!*
His thick cock thrust deep inside, causing Tang Lanyan's ample buttocks to shudder with the impact. Immediately, a relentless, rhythmic barrage of wet, slapping sounds filled the air.
*Thwack—thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack!*
"Ah... ah... ahhh—ngh!"
Tang Lanyan arched her slender, snow-white neck, her damp, raven-black hair cascading down like a waterfall, swaying chaotically with every forceful thrust.
Without even realizing it, her delicate hands had dug deep into the Dragon King's shoulders, while her toes curled tightly, trembling uncontrollably.
Her eyes, glistening with moisture, were wide yet unfocused—as if she had been completely consumed by carnal desire. Suddenly, her intimate passage clamped down with intense force, and a gush of erotic nectar surged forth, signaling the onset of an orgasm.
From the opening—tightly sealed by layers of delicate, fleshy folds—oozed a thick, viscous, and fragrant fluid.
The Dragon King, nearly driven to ejaculation by the crushing grip of her passage—which felt as though it were lined with countless pulsating, textured cords—began to thrust with even greater, more unrestrained vigor, pounding deep into her.
As a spray of white fluid scattered, her firm, rounded buttocks—resembling a pair of snow-white basketballs—bounced violently between her slender, taut waist and the Dragon King's hips. With every heavy impact, the tension of her steel-like, delicate waist snapped them right back into place.
His massive cock vanished and reappeared between her buttocks, driving in and out with a ferocious, overwhelming intensity.
"Ngh… ahhh!"
Tang Lanyan let out a cry. In the throes of her orgasm, her intimate passage had become hypersensitive; even in her dazed, delirious state, she could feel his thick, engorged member repeatedly forcing its way through her spasming, tingling folds, driving straight into the very core of her pleasure. Suddenly, Tang Lanyan let out a sound like a stifled sob; her entire body went rigid, and a great spray of liquid erupted from between her legs. It was a clear, warm fluid—faintly musky and carrying a subtle, pungent, animalistic scent—spurting out from the urethral opening just below her clitoris.
The stream was forceful, sending a tingling, electric sensation across the Dragon King's lower abdomen as the warm, clear fluid quickly bathed his entire lower body.
The scent of that musky, pungent urine only fueled the Dragon King's excitement. Animals possess an innate instinct to mate in response to the scent of urine—a clear signal of estrus—and as a vertebrate, the orca within him shared this primal drive.
His thrusting, already rapid, accelerated even further. Suddenly, his massive cock swelled to its absolute limit, burning as hot as a red-hot iron rod, as if it might melt the tender, honeyed flesh it was buried in.
Scalding, thick semen gushed forth like a fountain, filling her tight passage in an instant until it began to bubble and spill out.
They trembled for what felt like an eternity. A mixture of semen and her own nectar dripped from their joined bodies, leaving the floor looking as though a large bowl of thick, creamy porridge had been spilled across it.
The Dragon King slowly regained his senses, dazed. Never before had an ejaculation felt this intense; a lingering, electric numbness coursed from the base of his spine to the top of his head, leaving him with the sensation of drifting into a vast, empty void.