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Onyxia carefully took the two sleeping little dragons, touched their small dragon horns with her delicate hands, and her eyes were filled with a happy smile.
After Freya's incarnation was ready, Arthas once again used the essence of life to awaken Aionar, and at the same time used the energy stored in the laboratory for tens of thousands of years to restore and recharge her.
"Ding, trigger the mission, revive Titan."
"Resurrection of the Titans: The Titan Pantheon was annihilated, with only Aionar escaping. Help Aionar revive, restore her strength, and you will receive a boon. Recharging with Titan facilities can restore 20-100 points, 1 point per Life Essence, and an additional 1 point for each use of more than 10 Life Essences. Content: Restore Aionar's strength 50/10000, Reward: Law of Life."
Huh? This made Arthas feel a little strange. The last time he charged, it seemed that this task did not trigger. Could it be that the laboratory here is more advanced and the energy stored is stronger?
It should be possible. At least the laboratory here was built under the supervision of Eonar, so naturally the facilities left behind would be more friendly to her.
Looking at the still-charging Aionar, Arthas glanced at the happy Onyxia, and patted her hips as if possessed by some mysterious force, his voice a little hoarse, "Wife, do you want to have sex?"
"Here?"
Onyxia looked around. It was a bit empty, and there was a dryad here!
"Well, she's an ally. Let's go there, I can't help myself, wife."
Arthas embraced Onyxia and kissed her, touching her all over. He hadn't released his desire for a long time. His desire became stronger and stronger, and he occasionally used the essence of life to strengthen himself. He had sex almost once a day, and if he was in the mood, he would have sex more often. Looking at his wife with skin as white as cream, beautiful face and increasingly noble temperament, it would be a miracle if he could hold back!
"Uh-huh, be gentle."
Onyxia didn't have many scruples. Dragons mate casually and don't care about noodles. Besides, all of them are women, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about.
"No need to go there, just do it right here! Fuck me, husband!"
Arthas lifted Onyxia's long skirt. It was already very wet inside. When the glans touched the opening of her vagina, he could feel the vaginal fluid flowing out. "Wife, you are so sexy! I love it!"
"Well, fuck me if you like, husband, I love you and miss your big cock! Ah!"
As soon as Onyxia finished speaking, she felt the man's penis completely inserted into her, without pausing for a moment, straight into the deepest point, and arched hard, with the glans pressing against her cervix, as if trying to push it open.
The hot cock completely filled Onyxia's empty heart, making her scream involuntarily. Her left foot was on the floor, her right leg was held up by Arthas, her waist was encircled by strong arms, and her back was against the wall. The man's heavy breathing sprayed on her face, and she couldn't help but give him a sweet kiss, twisting her waist to endure her husband's increasingly rough insertion.
"Oh! So good! So tight! Honey, I'm going to fuck you to death!"
Alsace felt a sucking force sucking on his cock, which was constantly being squeezed, and the strong sucking force caused it to keep throbbing. The electric-like numbness continued to come from the glans, and the wet, juicy honey hole was as hot as a volcano, making him gasp for breath, as if he was about to ejaculate in the next second.
Onyxia's vagina kept contracting, as if to expel the inserted foreign object. Each contraction made the two of them tense their bodies. The feeling of sexual intercourse was so wonderful. Arthas fucked her wildly, kissing and exchanging saliva while shaking hard, experiencing every inch of the folds of the vagina. The cock was surging inside Onyxia's body, under the double attack. Onyxia's breathing became more and more rapid, and her toes tapped her husband's waist. She felt that she was possessed, and the carnal desire swallowed up her reason. The genitals were tightly pressed together, and the climax followed!
Freya's avatar only took a look and then focused on directing the operation of the facility. It was obvious that serving her creator was more important than watching pornographic dramas. Besides, it was not like she had never seen it before. In tens of thousands of years of observation, she had seen the mating of many animals, even dragons. She only recorded it, but would not interfere. To her, the mating of Arthas and Onyxia was no different from that of other creatures.
Onyxia's body was shaking slightly, and Arthas knew she had reached her climax. Onyxia involuntarily raised her legs, crossed them, and wrapped them around Arthas' waist, as if begging him not to leave. Arthas stopped thrusting for a while, quietly waiting for Onyxia's climax to end. The feeling of ejaculation was swelling in his waist, and he tightly restrained the desire to ejaculate, hoping to make himself hold on longer.
Arthas gently caressed Onyxia's body, and this caress formed a very sharp contrast with the trembling. Arthas only wanted to comfort Onyxia. Seeing Onyxia get the highest pleasure, Arthas also felt a warm and satisfied happiness. This happiness spread from the heart to the whole body, and then, it condensed into more joy. Arthas also felt a climax, a climax from the soul, satisfied with the satisfaction of his lover.
Yes, what Arthas hoped for was that Onyxia could be satisfied. This kind of emotional pleasure was even richer and more abundant than the physical pleasure, and it made people unable to stop. The friction between the penis and the vaginal flesh only made people feel the pleasure of wanting to ejaculate. No matter how clever the techniques and postures were, they could only prolong the pleasant time before ejaculation. But the emotional satisfaction that came from love would never have an end. Arthas looked at Onyxia and felt the warmth of the sun in his heart.
Onyxia was in the post-climax recovery period again. She clung to Arthas tightly, too tired to speak. Arthas took this opportunity to thrust slowly, not very hard at first, but gradually the intensity increased, the amplitude became larger, and the speed became faster. hi