Chapter 54: Waiting A Thousand Years For This Moment (3) (18+)

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Chapter 54: Waiting A Thousand Years For This Moment (3) (18+) "Oh~... Gods, this is bad~" Nathira whispered, her toes curling with every movement. Arthur lifted her weightless body onto all fours and slid his thick length inside from behind. Nathira’s mind grew hazy, teetering on the edge of consciousness. "Art, please~... Let’s rest a little..." Arthur barely registered her words, his mind already drowned in pleasure. "Ughn... aghn... Uhhng..." Muffled moans spilled from Nathira’s lips as her ass met Arthur’s hips with wet slaps. "Aaahh~ Art! Something’s coming out again!" She arched back, nearly reaching his face. Arthur gripped her horn, intensifying his thrusts. He raised a hand high and slapped her ass with full force. ’Oh shit, this feels amazing!!!!’ She spread her legs wider. ’I’m losing my mind...’ "Do you like it?" he asked, one hand roaming her body before spanking her again. "..." "Aaah~ nnnhh~ I love it..." Her eyes rolled back as she neared her peak. "Be rougher if you want." Arthur stared at her pleading, puppy-like expression. Like he’d drunk a full bottle of soju, his thoughts blurred. It was a flaw he’d discovered—whenever his wives acted cute, only one idea consumed him: Tease them. He hauled her against his chest in a way that their faces would be opposite each other. She flinched but lacked the strength to resist. "Nathira, you’re so vulgar..." Arthur teased. She could only moan softly, resting her head on his chest. Her legs splayed open, thighs brushing his arms. Arthur saw everything, hardening further. As he pushed in slowly, Nathira arched back, almost slipping from his grasp. "Haaanng❤️" she cried, drool dripping onto his cock. "Art, it’s too good." She pressed her chest fully against his, capturing his lips between ragged gasps. "Aaang~" ’Wow,’ Arthur thought. ’She’s impossibly tight.’ His tongue tangled with hers. ’My mind is melting.’ He sped up, making her quiver uncontrollably, eyes wide as if her brain had short-circuited. "Haa... Haah... Haa... Nnnnhh~" Nathira’s arousal trickled to the ground as Arthur plunged deeper. "Haaanng~" She clenched around him tighter. ’Damn. Nathira’s always so composed, even when torturing others...’ Arthur marveled at her transformation. This expression, unthinkable before—now painted her face. "Haa~ Noona, you..." He moaned sharply, his words failing. "...You’re acting like a slut." But she didn’t hear him. ’Beom-seok’s smell...’ She nuzzled his chest. ’So good and manly~ I love it...’ "Oh god..." Her arms coiled around his neck. "I love it~ Don’t stop..." Arthur kneaded her round ass, sheathing himself fully. A jolt of electricity shot through Nathira’s brain. She arched violently, forcing his cock out from her warmth. "Haangh~ Kyaang! Heugh❤️❤️" Her moans softened but grew desperate, she’d lost count of her orgasms. After today, she doubted she could live without this. Arthur gripped his exposed length and drove back into her. She gasped, covering her mouth as pleasure overwhelmed her. "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!" "Ha~ Ha~ Nathira, stick out your tongue..." Arthur leaned in, tightening his hold on her hips. Nathira obeyed instinctively. Arthur sucked her tongue as it writhed like a serpent. ’I love this...’ she thought,sucking his tongue. ’Beom-seok, fuck me deep and kiss me.’ She trembled as his thrusts reached her core. "Arthur..." she barely managed to say. "I’m... cumming!!!" "Hnnnnnnngh!!!❤️" Arthur’s vision blurred as she collapsed, exhausted. ’Sorry, Nathira...’ He withdrew his member. ’I can’t control myself anymore.’ ... "Ha~ Haa~ Haaa~" Unrestrained moans echoed through the room of the once quiet inn. Nathira dug her dragon claws deep within Arthur’s back. He pounded into her relentlessly, her hips lifted mid-air with each thrust, pushing her over the edge repeatedly. "Nathira..." He clutched her head. "I’m gonna cum again." "....?" Nathira trembled. For the past two hours she hadn’t said one word, only moans and shudders beneath him. "Oh~ Ha~ Haaa~" Arthur collapsed onto her, their sweat mingling. He fought to steady his breath as she quivered, mouth agape, tears streaming down her cheek. "Noona, I feel weird~" he mumbled, trembling slightly, his eyes now mirroring the heart shape that had consumed Nathira from the start. He leaned close without kissing her. "Things can’t go back to normal now." ------ (The next day) "Ha~ Ha~ Haa~" Nathira moaned softly. She turned to Arthur, her hand resting on the kitchen island. "Arthur, let me cook. We have to go back to the academy this morning." Arthur didn’t reply at first, just thrusting deeper into her. "But I can’t go like this..." Nathira’s eyes rolled back as she squirted on the kitchen floor. Arthur took a shallow breath and continued. "...And it seems you’re enjoying this more than I am." Nathira didn’t respond. She couldn’t. ’Husband, I’ll go crazy if this continues...’ Arthur kissed her neck. "And why did you wear only an apron if you didn’t want it?" He felt her grip tighten around him as he leaned against her ass. "Damn, I’m cumming." Nathira pulled his shirt and kissed him as he filled her. Arthur trembled slightly. "That felt good." Nathira opened her mouth, which was just as wet as her folds. "Art, how many times have we done it...?" Arthur shook his head, unable to pull away from her warmth. "I don’t know..." ... After four extra rounds from the couch to the bed, to the bathroom, and then to the door, they left for the academy. Even after they arrived at the academy, they didn’t stop. "Slurp~ Slurp~" "Isn’t it unsafe calling me to the back of the first-year building?" Arthur asked as he caressed Nathira’s face. She removed his manhood from her mouth. "I don’t care..." She licked the side, then moved to his balls. "Husband’s shaft has gotten so hard." "It’s because of you... Why did you remove your underwear when you called me?" Nathira couldn’t even hear his words. She admired his length from beneath it, panting, as saliva dripped from her exposed tongue. "I want it..." "Hey, who’s there?" The loud voice of the stranger approaching the staircase made Arthur flinch. But Nathira didn’t stop, as if excited by it, she swallowed him fully, her sweat making her skin glisten. Arthur held her head firmly as he stuck his head out. "Art?" Arthur smiled at Cale. "Hey, man..." Cale tilted his head. "What are you doing here? And why are you sweating like that?" Arthur laughed awkwardly, then, without warning, he clenched his jaw. Nathira twirled her tongue all over the head of his arousal, then bobbed her head forward and backward as if she didn’t care if someone saw them. Cale took a step forward, but Arthur quickly stopped him. "Dude, stop." "Why?" Cale asked, visibly confused. Arthur’s mind spiraled—both from the pleasure and his brain scrambling to come up with a lie. "You see, this is a thing people of my race go through, and those who aren’t demonic dragons aren’t allowed to see it." Cale stared at him skeptically for a moment. ’Please believe me...’ Arthur pleaded internally, then glanced briefly at Nathira, who was sucking him with no care in the world. ’When did she get so good?’ Cale hesitated, then nodded. "Okay. But if you need me, call, alright?" Arthur smiled and nodded, then turned to Nathira with a frown. She looked up at him, still devouring every inch of him. "Hmm..." Arthur sighed. ’Yep, we’ve both turned into sex addicts.’ ─── ✦ End of Chapter ✦ ───

Chapter 54: Waiting A Thousand Years For This Moment (3) (18+)

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