When one is forced to do sothing originally with pure intent, they will co to hate it and be annoyed by it in the end even if it makes them feel good and is enjoyable. Irina had a great body. She was a powerful dragon and lacked experience, but dragons seed to be sexual intercourse monsters by nature. Dragons possessed strong muscles. I was locked in her embrace as if I was caught by an octopus. Her soft and warm body was irresistible, but I couldnt emotionally invest myself when we did it for such a goal-driven purpose. Irina, however, enjoyed it.
Irina was basically Niers copy. At one stage, Nier was worried for a long ti, because she couldnt get pregnant, while Lucia was. Nier wasnt as crazy as Irina, thankfully. When I worked with Nier to fulfil her wish, I was happier than I was with Irina. I didnt feel anything on an emotional level with Irina. My body enjoyed being wrapped up in her warmth, and it was addicting, but I was in a bad mood. Every ti I moved my body, my mood sunk more and more.
Irina wasnt my lover. There were no romantic feelings between us. I was betraying my wives as I engaged in the act. I betrayed my family, and it was just an insult to Irina. I didnt have a choice. I honestly didnt have a choice. I couldnt defeat Camille, nor could I escape. All I could do was shafully submit to her. It is my only choice; the only solution was to impregnate Irina as soon as possible.
Irinas voice started to beco high-pitched. The indifferent stimulation ended up getting erect. I subconsciously sped up my thrusts. Irina tightly wrapped her hands around my head and forcefully pulled down onto her. She kissed . Her tongue audaciously rampaged in my mouth. She sucked on my tongue. I indifferently responded. The sa endeavour felt so blissful with my wives, yet all I could feel was pain radiating through my bones with Irina.
Fuu
I lost count of how many tis I did it with Irina. I managed to shoot sothing every ti, though. I straightened my hips again. Irina weakly lied on the bed and maintained her original posture.
I think that, if we were in a hentai with so extre play, Irinas belly would be bulging by that point. While that hadnt happened, I had blown an excessive amount in her, so so of it was starting to spill out of her.
Irina squeezed her legs together to try her best to prevent her vagina from spilling my sen. Dragons struggled to reproduce. It couldve been a asure god put in to restrain them for all I knew.
Dragons were powerful creatures. If they were over populated, no other species would exist on the continent. Neither Irina nor I knew when wed complete our mission. I wanted to leave as soon as possible, but I presud Irina genuinely wanted a child. That was her only purpose, after all. Camille viewed her daughter a re tool, a sacrifice, a tool that would ensure the survival of the dragon race. Needless to say, she saw in the sa light.
Do dragons think so little of familial love? So, does that an that Dragon Mom is an exception to the rule? I silently questioned.
I looked at a finally fulfilled Irina and let out a heavy sigh. My body was honestly at spent. She lay there on the bed feeling content. She looked as though she was in pain a few hours ago, yet she looked satisfied from after the deed.
I suddenly felt a little scared. The only one who could help at the mont was Irina, but she seed to love intercourse. She didnt seem as though she liked what her mother did, but if we continued, she might feel that her mothers decision wasnt a bad call. If she adopted that stance, she wouldnt help , either. She, in fact, might side with her mother as an accomplice. She might even refuse to let leave when her mother allowed to.
Thank you.
Just when my brain was running rampant, I heard a voice from behind. I turned around to see Irina slowly regaining her composure. Her gaze turned from lustful to shy and then to sowhat fearful. She was afraid Id do sothing. I thoughtlessly nodded and didnt say anything. Irina didnt continue futilely trying to gain my interest. She, instead, sat up and softly added, I am heading out for a bit. King Troy, I am very sorry
I didnt respond. Irina pulled the door open and exited. I saw her around with a very serious look when she closed the door. I couldnt tell if she was protecting or holding captive.
How was it, my daughter?
As soon as Irina left the room, she saw her Mom drinking tea by the side. Consequently, she let out a high-pitched scream. Camille looked at her daughters flush face with a smile. Her experience told her that the two didnt slack off inside the room. They had genuinely given their best. Irina shyly looked at her mom and replied, Like last ti. It felt amazing
A smile surface crept up onto Camilles face, Has that lad has given up resistance? I thought hed struggle for a long ti. Had he obeyed in the first place, this wouldnt have happened, would it? All is well, nonetheless. I had to resort to so underhanded ans, but as long as the results are favourable, then it matters not. How do you feel now Irina?
My body feels all right.
Ive also prepared so dication for you. This dication was originally for us dragons who lived in the elven lands. It can speed up the ti it takes for us to get pregnant. The elves wont notice it. It does have side effects; however, it affects our husband, not us, said Camille. Irina accepted the small pill given to her. Camille dotingly stroked her daughters cheek. Softly, she said, When you were born, Mommy never thought youd be so useful. Initially, Mommy thought youd live as an ordinary elf. By the looks of it, though, youre now the future and hope of the dragon race.
Irina felt sowhat perplexed. The big responsibility that suddenly fell on her shoulders left her at a loss sowhat. She also felt oddly guilty. After all, such a big responsibility rested on her shoulders, yet she didnt realise it. The truth was that she was just infatuated with sex.
Continue working hard, Irina. Hurry and get pregnant. This isnt for that lad and Sylvanas but for you, yourself, and the entire dragon race, said Camille.
Camille didnt want Troy or Sylvanas. Those two werent related to her. She only did what she did, as they were useful. If the two of them were useless, she wouldnt have done drugged them. There was nothing that the dragon race couldnt do. Dragons perceived the ans to an end as reasonable as long as the ends were achieved.
Understood.
Good. Keep on working hard if you understand. You should be pregnant soon given how excited you are.
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Current ti in the forest.
The White Deer King was bored. Living in the forest was akin to a fantasy trip back to her holand for a vacation, and it put her at ease. After living in stables all the ti, being able to return to the relaxing, moist forest allowed her to feel a sense of freedom she hadnt felt in ages. She wasnt being led around. She could freely roam the forest as she once did, when patrolling her territory. However, she needed vassals. She couldnt be acknowledged as a King without vassals.
Being in the forest was comparable to a fish to water, but it wasnt the elven forest at the end of the day. The White Deer King hadnt changed her pace, but she no longer had a group of white deer with their heads down, following behind anymore. There were deer in this particular forest, but they werent white deer. They were just lowly, ordinary deer. The White Deer King wasnt going to let such deer serve her. That would be considered an insult to her. But then, she was lonely without them. She didnt miss ho while living in the stables, but she missed her tribe.
Roaming the forest had begun to feel dull. The White Deer King was bored. She wanted to go ho, whether that was her ho in the elven lands or the North. Nevertheless, a realisation suddenly ca to mind. She hadnt seen Troy in a long ti. It had been a long ti since the ti Troy hurriedly ca looking for her in the village. That was the last ti she saw him. After coming to the forest, he went into the cave but never ca back out. People were entering it, but it was as though he died in there.
Neither Troy nor Sylvanas ca out. If it was a few days ago, the White Deer King would be infuriated. Troy was a bit too ruthless that ti. He unbelievably forgot the White Deer King. Being mistreated, like that, the White Deer King wanted to stab the dullard with her horn. Nevertheless, the White Deer King began to feel concerned. It had been an incredibly long ti, yet the idiot had yet to co out. There was no news from him whatsoever. She felt that sothing was wrong.
Due to concern, the White Deer King felt uneasy. She road the forest every day. She wanted to find so wild fruits and her favourite green on her own as a ans of distracting herself, but that surprisingly reminded her of the idiot even more.
The White Deer King was at her wits end, since locating people wasnt her forte; plus, she wasnt a match for dragons. As a wild beast, she was very sensitive to danger. Her instincts warned her not to approach the cave. As a White Deer King, she couldnt mindlessly waltz into a dragons cave.
The White Deer King raised her head to peer in the direction of the forest. That was the direction she ca from. She thought, If I run full pelt from here back to the Imperial Palace and ca back with the duo that defeated Sylvanas, naly Vyvyan and Ying, I might make it in ti.
The White Deer King contemplated it for a bit and then turned around to gaze in the direction of the forest where the dragons were still going about their days in peace and paying no heed to her presence. She made her decision and zood off. She ran full pelt, thereby appearing similar to a lightning bolt shooting through the entire forest.
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