//Author's note:
The first half of the chapter is a continuation of the smut scene from last chapter
//End of Author's note
[Cehlya's palace]
Lying on top of Cehlya, Darganth kept her hands pinned above her head as he captured her lips in a wild kiss. After a passionate hour together in the room Cehlya had prepared for him, the two were now lying naked within the latter's private garden. Still burning with desire for one another, it hadn't long for the brief moment of relaxation during which Cehlya had teleported them there to pass, giving way for yet another round of passion.
Pulling away from Cehlya's lips after a few seconds, Darganth let his free hand trail down along her cheek and in between her breasts. As it reached there, he used his arm as leverage to slide his hips backward, moving his still hard member off of Cehlya's belly and aligning it with her entrance.
"Stop this teasing, nothing changed from the last dozen times you entered me today." Cehlya complained as he teased her fold with the tip of his dick, eliciting a light moan from her lips.
"That sensitive still?" Darganth said, answering with a smirk but otherwise complying with her request.
Pushing forward with his hips as Cehlya answered him with a roll of her eyes, he smoothly slid into her pussy. With it, a jolt shot through Cehlya, causing her back to arch upward as his torso simultaneously pressed closer to her.
Thus forced to move his hand away from her chest as their bodies pressed against one another, Darganth instead held her by the chin as he moved his head toward hers.
"It's been so long, I forgot how cute you are when you pout." Darganth said, his face so close to Cehlya's that their noses touched.
Snapping toward his face with her teeth and forcing him to dodge back, Cehlya threw him a glare as she answered, "Start moving, or I'll stop being cute."
Not able to help himself, Darganth responded with a kiss on her cheek. Slowly rocking his hips back and forth as he leaned in, he simultaneously started thrusting into her. With each time, he elicited a hummed moan from her lips as the gentle pleasure of his member sliding against the walls of her entrance washed over her.
"Can't stay mad at me, can you?" Darganth said, holding eye contact with Cehlya as her expression melted into one of pure bliss.
"Certainly not when we're like this." Cehlya replied with a light laugh.
Hearing this, Darganth leaned in for another kiss with a happy grin. Capturing Cehlya's lips, he caught he tongue in a passionate but quick dance before pulling away again. Simultaneously letting go of her hands, he took a few seconds to let his fingers trace down her torso until his hands reached her thighs.
Just as he thus got ready to speed up his thrusts, Cehlya raised her legs and spoke, "How about this?"
With those words, she pulled her legs toward her torso and, in a display of flexibility, threw her heels over Darganth's shoulder. Not stopping there, Cehlya pulled her hips upward with her legs, lifting them off the ground until she was balancing practically purely on her shoulders and neck.
"I like this idea." Darganth said as Cehlya finished maneuvering herself into position, with Darganth having risen to his feet to accommodate this.
These words were all the warning Cehlya got before Darganth then slammed his hips into her. His thrust sent a shock rocketing through her as he pounded into her pussy while leaning onto her legs.
Starting out slow, he pushed deep into Cehlya's pussy with rhythmic thrusts. Each one caused her breasts to jiggle as he slammed his hip down with all his might, with the tip of his member piercing deep into Cehlya's pussy.
Slowly picking up the pace, Darganth started to pound away at Cehlya. The sound of their nether regions slapping against one another soon echoed out by the second, interrupted only by Darganth's low grunting and Cehlya's cries of pleasure.
"Yeees. That's the spot, right theeeere." Shouting from the top of her lungs, Cehlya threw back her head as Darganth leaned toward her.
Pushing her knees towards her chest, he practically squished them into her breasts while leaning onto her legs. Wrapping his arms around her thighs to keep her legs from sliding to the sides as he did so, Darganth shuffled closer with his feet to thrust into her with even more strength than before.
Feeling her insides tighten around his member in response, a low groan of pleasure escaped his lips. The warmth of Cehlya's body against his only elevated the physical aspect of the sensation, with the movement of his hips briefly stuttering as bliss flooded his body.
"I'm close." He warned, already feeling his member twitching in response to the mix of physical and emotional stimuli he was experiencing.
"Give it to me, fill me up." Hearing Cehlya's response only raised Darganth's eagerness.
Picking up the speed of his movements one last time right as Cehlya's muscles tensed, he felt her tightness massage every millimeter of his length. Each thrust sent a new wave of excitement through him, with the slowly building climax drowning out all other thoughts he might have had.
Thus, it didn't take long before the next thrust sent him over the edge. Feeling a shudder go through his body as his length slid deep into Cehlya, he arched his spine backward and let out a roar along with his release.
As he released his seed inside Cehlya, she responded with a shuddering moan. Leaning down with his eyes closed to capture he lips during this, Darganth captured her lips and savored the sensation of her hands rising toward his chest as he flooded her insides with his cum.
When his climax then drew to an end, Darganth felt tiredness wash over him. Unhooking his arms from around Cehlya's legs, he barely caught himself as she parted them, causing him to land softly on her.
Briefly letting his gaze linger on her face and taking in her closed eyes and satisfied expression, Darganth then rolled himself to the side with an exhausted groan. Feeling the strain of multiple hours of intercourse slam into him, he let his head fall back and stared into the sky while enjoying the soft feeling of grass beneath his back.
//Author's note:
End of smut scene
//End of Author's note
At the same time, Cehlya roused at his side. As a goddess, a mere couple hours of physical activity were far from enough to exhaust her. So when Darganth rolled onto his back, she first raised her head in confusion before realization set in, and she cuddled against his side with a warm smile.
"How was it?" Darganth asked weakly as he felt her movement.
"I think my screams were enough of an answer to that. So don't worry, your weakened state didn't mean you lost your touch after only a few dozen rounds." Cehlya said.
"They did, but I still like to hear you say it. Helps the ego." Darganth said, jokingly adding the second sentence after a brief pause.
Shaking her head while letting out a light chuckle in response, Cehlya said teasingly, "As if your ego isn't big enough already."
Shaking his head with a sigh, Darganth responded to her playful jab with a light pinch.
"It's only ego if it's unearned. I'm proud of who I am and what I've achieved." Darganth corrected, with his words being half meant as a serious correction and half as a response to Cehlya's banter.
"I know that you are. And you know that it's one of the things about you that I particularly like." Cehlya said with a soft smile.
This Darganth did. Still, a reminder from time to time felt good. As such he turned toward Cehlya in response, placing a quick kiss on her cheek before speaking, "For how often a dragons pride is painted as a negative I heard that surprisingly often recently."
At his answer, Cehlya perked up. Having quickly made the connection that this likely came from the group he was traveling with, or more specifically from Allaire, Jennia, and Serania, she turned toward him with an intrigued look.
"Oh, they like it too?" Cehlya asked, "Tell me more."
"About them?" Dargant asked, slightly surprised.
"Yes, about your new wives. I had almost forgotten about it in the moment, but you can't just drop such a bombshell as the news that you married two women in the little time since your rebirth and not go into more detail." Cehlya said.
Still taken aback as he wasn't yet accustomed to Cehlya's acceptance of the idea of sharing him, Darganth nonetheless started recounting how he first met Allaire and Serania all the way back on the beast continent. From there, he continued with his first encounter with Jennia, skipping the travel across the ocean by summarizing it into a single sentence.
"It seems like your good taste in women hasn't diminished. I'll look forward to meeting them." Cehlya said as he finished his story.
"If all goes to plan, you'll be able to in a few months." Darganth said.
These words simultaneously surprised and excited Cehlya. Darganth had only been able to vaguely describe where in the multiverse he was, so she had resigned herself to only being able to see him when he visited her realm.
"How so?" She asked.
"I go here through a death nexus." Darganth explained.
At his answer, Cehlya narrowed her eyes. Studying him intently, she couldn't help but wonder how it came to that. Creating a death nexus was dangerous, but with how she knew Darganth, she wouldn't put it past him.
"Please don't tell me you opened one just to visit me. In your current state you must have other things to do and we have all the time to wait." She said.
"I didn't, at least not entirely. I needed an army and this was the best way to transport one from the universe where I was reborn to the realm fragment I was."
"Melidra." Cehlya responded.
"Yes. An army of the dead led by your newest elemental lord. Little else could survive the realm of death and certainly none of my allies that wouldn't draw the primordial's attention the moment they acted." Dargant said.
"How can I help?" Cehlya immediately offered. A small smile flashed across Darganth's lips in response, having expected such an answer. As such, he already knew what he wanted to say, prompting him to start a more detailed explanation of his plans.