Chapter 315: Yuuki & Asia - End
After reaching Satan-Class, the already intimidating dragon had grown to a level rarely seen in the world.
If he were to use his fully grown dragon to take the petite Asia's virginity, given her current strength and constitution, she would inevitably get hurt.
Feeling Kiba Yuuki's firm, ample breasts against her back, Asia's heart gradually calmed.
The golden-haired little nun composed herself, recalling when she first met Haruto and how he saved her from Freed's hands. Her resolve strengthened.
Asia proactively reached out with both hands, spreading open her flower valley to reveal the pink, soft, and slippery flesh within.
"Haruto-san, please have S...SEX with me."
"Then, I'll take Asia's virginity."
Haruto bent his waist, gathering strength before thrusting his dragon forward in a surge.
The massive head pressed against the tender lips, mercilessly pushing apart the soft, pink flesh inch by inch. The fiery dragon followed, gradually sinking into the golden-haired little nun's flat, pale stomach.
Asia's small hands still pulled at her soft petals. With a muffled groan, bright red liquid flowed out along little Haruto—the symbol of her purity.
Feeling the intense pain filling her flower valley, the golden-haired little nun's expression became somewhat dazed.
There was both the satisfaction of her wish being fulfilled and the fear of not being able to serve Haruto well.
Before she could ponder it further, Haruto leaned forward again, his scorching dragon thrusting vigorously deeper.
The narrow, constricting flesh walls were forcibly stretched open, causing Asia to involuntarily let out a long, drawn-out moan.
"It's... so painful..."
"Be good, it'll be over soon."
Haruto's waist suddenly exerted force, driving his hips to sway rhythmically, thrusting the massive dragon back and forth within the tender, youthful valley.
He knew that with someone as shy and innocent as Asia, he needed to be firm and take the lead. If he followed her pleas, this first experience would hardly be perfect.
This was true for the little blonde nun, and for himself as well.
Even though the fiery dragon had been scaled down, it was still thick and long relative to Asia's delicate passage. Fortunately, the slippery nectar from her earlier climax remained in her peach grotto, making the thrusting less arduous.
Whether it was the ridge of the dragon's crown or its bulging veins, each stretch and subsequent friction of her delicate flesh brought Asia tingling, numbing, and itching sensations of pleasure she had never experienced before.
"Ohh... it's... so big... so fast... slower... it's... so painful... ah... mmm... mmmph..."
Once he confirmed the little blonde nun wasn't injured, her pleas for mercy didn't evoke pity in Haruto. Instead, they drove him to thrust with even greater intensity.
The thick, lengthy dragon slammed heavily against Asia's core, churning the virginal blood that flowed out into a froth.
Before the little blonde nun could finish her words, Kiba Yuuki, who was behind her, entwined herself around her, turning her head to engage in an intimate kiss.
Two slender hands mischievously wandered to her pale, tender breasts, cupping and gently kneading them.
The fair bodies of the two girls pressed together, their slightly different shades of golden hair intertwining and flowing freely.
Like willow branches in a storm, they swayed their delicate forms in sync with the movements of Haruto's hips, writhing continuously on the bed, their luscious snow-white breasts quivering, radiant and alluring, soft and supple as jade.
After all, Asia was a delicate virgin experiencing this for the first time. How could she withstand such play from both of them? After Haruto thrust his dragon deep into her core and moved a few more times, her body visibly stiffened, and countless streams of transparent, sticky fluid gushed from her jade gate like a breached dam, washing over Haruto's dragon entirely.
After her climax, she collapsed weakly once more, her entire body languid, as if she couldn't muster even a shred of strength.
Even as little Haruto continued to move in and out, she could only manage faint, breathless whimpers.
Left with no choice, Haruto had to let her be for now and first satisfy the long-awaited Kiba Yuuki in a session of dual cultivation.
The two laid the freshly deflowered little blonde nun aside and prepared to begin in earnest.
Kneeling on the large bed, Kiba Yuuki turned her delicate body, spreading her legs with her back to Haruto, her beautiful eyes shimmering with desire.
She reached her slender hands behind her and, imitating Asia, actively parted her own petals, revealing the moist, pink passage within to Haruto.
Haruto focused his gaze and could even see the resilient, transparent membrane clearly.
Facing the mature, buxom blonde older sister, he felt much more at ease. Even though it was her first time, he didn't need to be overly cautious.
Haruto moved behind Kiba Yuuki, grasped her slender waist, aligned his dragon—still stained with Asia's blood and fluids—and slowly pushed inside.
"Ah... Haruto's... finally inside me... at last... mmm?..."
Kiba Yuuki's body was fully prepared, teased by desire, a copious amount of slippery nectar had accumulated within, providing ultimate lubrication for the massive dragon, allowing it to plunge effortlessly deep into her.
Finally united with Haruto, Kiba Yuuki's face showed a satisfied expression, though the trembling between her brows and traces of fresh blood hinted that the first breaking was not entirely pleasurable.
Haruto knelt half behind her, holding her waist, and began thrusting forward vigorously.
The young girl's sensual body swayed with each impact, her snow-white breasts dangling in the air, swinging continuously with the motion of her body.
The sound of slapping echoed from between their thighs as the thick, lengthy dragon stirred and thrust within the moist peach grotto, producing wet, squelching noises.
The enormous dragon, within the tight, warm, and tender beautiful valley, felt as if it had returned to the most comfortable cave.
Little Haruto plunged deep into Kiba Yuuki's body again and again, the young girl's sensitive, alluring flesh tightly gripping the fiery dragon, filling every inch of its skin.
Haruto continued to thrust fiercely, pulling Kiba Yuuki's arms from the bed and restraining them behind her back, holding her jade-like arms as if riding a horse, driving the dragon beneath him heavily into the enticing valley.
"Ohhh... so good... Haruto's big one... I'm flying? ... Ohhh? ... So amazing? ... Ahhhh? ... So good? ..."The young girl's delicate lips uttered melodious moans, the ambiguous tone winding around Haruto's ears, making his thrusts intensify even more."
The thick dragon almost completely disappeared into the snow-white crevice of her buttocks, being swallowed by the pink valley, while the two large jade orbs slapped heavily against the young girl's pale, tender thighs, as if there were an infinite attraction between them, colliding endlessly.
Perhaps due to fulfilled obsession, or maybe because Asia was nearby, Haruto felt Kiba Yuuki's flower path tighten even more, almost comparable to the freshly deflowered little blonde nun.
Coupled with her strong physical fitness and adaptability, even a powerful dragon like Haruto eventually had to surrender his life essence into the incredibly soft and tender flower palace after bringing her to climax for the second time, accompanied by her gushing nectar.
He plunged Little Haruto deep into the fiery young girl's lower body, the thick dragon twitching incessantly, spraying gushes of scalding essence inside.
Along with Kiba Yuuki's tremors, large amounts of life essence broke through the flower palace's cervix, shooting fiercely into the sacred chamber.
The volume was so great that her belly couldn't contain it, forcing some milky-white essence to flow out from their joined parts, staining both the pink valley and the thick dragon with a cloudy white hue.
Suddenly, Haruto felt something warm on his contracting sac, like a hot, wet, soft little tongue diligently licking it.
He looked down and saw a small head had appeared between their thighs—it was Asia, who had just recovered from her daze.