Chapter 172: Relay Race (Part 2)
"Do I need to teach you how to do this?"
The question hung in the air, a command disguised as a query. The silence that followed was thick, broken only by the frantic beating of Kanna's heart.
Hearing Haruto's unwavering tone, Kanna blushed deeply, pressing her upper body against the bed until her full breasts were flattened.
Her nipples, hard as pebbles, strained against the cool fabric of the bedsheet, a testament to the confusing mix of shame and anticipation coursing through her.
She straightened her plump, shapely legs firmly and silently reached her hands behind her, grasping the rounded flesh of her buttocks and pulling them apart to reveal her most intimate parts to Haruto.
With her cheeks burning, she exposed her most secret self, the pink, glistening folds and the tight, hidden pucker now laid bare under his intense gaze.
"Ah... Mmm... Something like this..."
Her whisper was a broken thing, the sound of her dignity fracturing. "Is this... is this what you wanted to see? My... everything..."
She felt as though she were exposing the dirtiest, most private part of her body to the entire world. Even as a Succubus, she was still only sixteen or seventeen years old, and the intense shame overwhelmed her.
Forced into such a position, Kanna hung her head like a child who had done something wrong, letting her hair hide her burning face.
Haruto watched with keen interest. The mature Succubus's flower valley, flushed and swollen, glistened with transparent nectar that seeped out with every tremble of her body.
A single, glistening drop of her arousal trailed down her inner thigh, a silent invitation he had no intention of refusing.
The brand new back entrance resembled a delicate little chrysanthemum, its fragile texture exquisitely beautiful, the pale pink hue utterly captivating.
Haruto slapped Kanna's flawless snow-white buttocks with his palm. "Spread them wider."
The sharp crack of his palm against her flesh echoed in the room, the sting a bright, shocking pain that made her gasp.
"Ah... ah..."
Kanna cried out from the spanking, her body trembling repeatedly.
"Good."
Haruto nodded in satisfaction, slowly raised his foot, aligned his big toe with Kanna's virgin blossom, gave it a brief caress before thrusting inside all at once.
He didn't just push in; he invaded, claiming the tight, clenching heat of her pussy with an impersonal, almost clinical curiosity.
"Mmph...!"
Kanna's head instinctively tilted back, a distressed cry escaping her throat as her tender blossom was violently breached by Haruto. A burning, searing pain continuously radiated through her.
"Hehe... so tight..."
He twisted his foot slightly, making her whimper. "It's like your little cunt is trying to suck my toe in. Is this how a succubus greets a man?"
Haruto rotated his toe, wantonly playing with the succubus's fresh, tender blossom.
Kanna's brows furrowed tightly as she moaned in pain. "Ah... gently..."
"Please," she begged, her voice a thin thread of sound. "It's too much... it hurts..."
Haruto admired the succubus lady's helpless, unresisting posture from behind for a while, but ultimately not being an S, he quickly lost interest in tormenting her further.
"Alright... as compensation, I'll let you eat your fill next."
He withdrew his foot, her slick juices glistening on his skin. "But I think you'll find the main course far more... filling."
Haruto stepped back, his hands gripping Kanna's incredibly soft waist as he parted her buttocks. With a wet "squelch," he thrust his thick, lengthy dragon into the succubus's flower valley.
There was no gentle preamble. In one smooth, powerful motion, he sheathed his entire length inside her, stretching her unbearably, filling a void she didn't know she had.
"Mmm... mmm... so big... so good..."
Kanna moaned, the pleasure of being filled and the satisfaction of their union making her feel the earlier sacrifice was entirely worth it.
Her previous pain was forgotten, drowned in a wave of shocking pleasure. "Yes... oh god, yes... more..."
"Mmm... mmm???... harder... I want more..."
Her hips began to move of their own accord, pushing back against his thrusts. "Deeper! Please, I need it deeper!"
As the dragon continued its assault, Kanna fully embraced her succubus nature. Her cervix opened on its own, matching the rhythm of the dragon's head's impacts, craving more of Haruto's body.
"Haruto... please, give... give it to me... I want your essence..."
"Breed me," she cried out, her succubus instincts taking over completely. "Fill my womb with your seed!"
When the dragonhead breached her previously untouched flower palace, Kanna felt like she ascended to heaven. Her entire body convulsed continuously, her flower valley and palace tightly wrapping around and sucking on Haruto, desperate for his rich life energy.
Her eyes rolled back in her head as a powerful orgasm ripped through her, her inner walls milking his cock rhythmically, desperately trying to pull the very essence from him.
Kanna was drenched in sweat, but her succubus physique kept her instinctively matching the dragon's movements. Having never experienced such intense pleasure before, she was so overwhelmed she barely knew whether she was a succubus or just Haruto's plaything.
Now, she finally understood why Touko would rather "starve" than absorb energy from other men.
Even without obtaining the life essence from dual cultivation, just this transcendent pleasure alone made all other men seem worthless to her.
From Kanna's flower valley, honey-like fluids gushed out like a spring, dripping thick and transparent like honey onto the floor from where they were joined.
The room filled with the lewd, wet sounds of their coupling, a symphony of slapping flesh and her desperate, slick squelches.
"Ahh... ahh..."
The poor succubus struggled to support herself on her forearms on the bed, preventing herself from being thrust away.
Her voluptuous body, unlike that of a young girl, formed a position low in front and high behind. Her snow-white rounded buttocks lifted high upward, allowing Haruto a clear view from behind of her slightly parted flower valley entrance and tightly clenched little rosebud.
With every thrust, he could see his cock, glistening with her juices, plunging into her stretched, pink hole, before pulling back almost completely.
Some slippery juices trickled down Kanna's delicate thighs onto the bedsheet, while her inverted breasts hung in the air like wind chimes.
Her black bun had come loose, hair scattered across her face, with two faint tear tracks clearly visible at the corners of her eyes.
"I beg you... mmm... st-stop... give me... give it to me..."
Her words were a contradiction, her body betraying her pleas as she pushed her hips back onto him, demanding more.
Haruto continued thrusting vigorously up and down. Kanna instinctively lifted her right leg onto the bedside, allowing the dragon to forcefully enter and exit her flower valley.
The new angle allowed him to hit even deeper, the head of his cock battering against the mouth of her womb with every brutal plunge.
Tilting her face toward the ceiling, she pleaded weakly and miserably, yet her body couldn't help but revel in the pleasure.
"Is this all a succubus is... not that impressive..."
He grunted the words, driving into her with punishing force. "You take a cock like any other whore."
Haruto reached beneath Kanna, tightly grasping her large inverted breasts hanging in the air. He kneaded and squeezed them harshly while accelerating his thrusts, their flesh colliding with loud "slapping" sounds.
He pinched and pulled at her nipples, sending sharp jolts of pleasure-pain through her already overstimulated body.
"No... don't... it hurts... it hurts... it hurts... please... be gentler... I'm begging you...!"
Kanna cried out in pain. Though she was a succubus, her strength hadn't even reached B-rank—how could she possibly match Haruto?
Haruto completely ignored the succubus's cries. He'd never heard of any succubus dying in bed.
Eventually, Haruto simply straightened up, his hands tightly gripping Kanna's slender waist—disproportionate to her exaggerated figure—pulling her back forcefully to match his thrusts.
He used her body like a toy, pulling her onto his cock with a force that stole her breath, mastering her completely.
With each insertion, Haruto drove deep, burying the entire length of his fully erect dragon to the hilt within the succubus' floral valley. The dragon's head slammed violently against the walls of her blossom palace, causing a distinct bulge to protrude from her flat lower abdomen.
She could feel him inside her, a thick, hard presence rearranging her very insides, the outline of his shaft visible on her lower belly.
Upon each withdrawal, he retracted until only the tip remained, dragging out bits of the crimson inner flesh from Kanna's blood-red floral passage. The larger petals enveloping the smaller ones were pulled outward and flipped open, while the maiden's lewd fluids were carried along, splattering onto the bedsheets.
Her cunt lips clung to him, reluctant to let him go, stretched and glistening around his girth before disappearing again inside her with a wet smack.
"Mmm... ahh... no... no... please... you... ahh... ahh...!"
"I'm going to break... you're going to break me!" she sobbed, her words dissolving into incoherent cries.
Every thrust and withdrawal forced pained, high-pitched cries from Kanna, yet the succubus' floral valley clung tenaciously to the dragon, refusing to let go.
Still unsatisfied with this level of stimulation, Haruto intermittently used his powerful palms to deliver sharp slaps to Kanna's snow-white buttocks.
"Smack...!"
The sound was sharp and degrading, the heat of the impact spreading across her skin like wildfire.
He would knead the struck area before landing another blow.
"Smack...!"
His fingers dug into the reddening flesh, a cruel prelude to the next stinging blow.
Following each crisp impact, five vivid crimson marks would bloom distinctly across Kanna's pale skin.
Only with women meant purely for release—especially succubi who didn't quite align with his fetishes—could he indulge in such unrestrained cruelty.
Had it been the Takamine Sisters or others, even if they asked, he wouldn't have the heart to treat them this way.
Well, if the other party were a masochist, perhaps Haruto might accommodate their preferences and engage in such acts.
"Don't... it's too much... ah... please... can we change positions?... I... can't hold on anymore... wu..."
Kanna wept and pleaded.
"Please... let me change positions... wu...!"
"My arms... they're giving way... I can't... I can't take anymore like this..."
"Can't take it? Doesn't this feel amazing? You're a succubus, after all, Kanna."
He leaned over her, his breath hot on her ear. "Your body is begging for more. I can feel your cunt clenching around me, greedy little thing."
Haruto completely ignored Kanna's pleas, continuing his relentless thrusts as he spoke.
"Squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch..."
The wet, messy sounds of their fucking grew louder, a lewd testament to how thoroughly her body had yielded.
The base of Haruto's thighs collided with Kanna's buttocks, producing a constant "slap-slap-slap" rhythm. This sound intertwined with the succubus maiden's cries and the friction of their bodies, merging into a symphony that filled the entire room.
"Ah... it's over... I'm coming again... ah..."
Another climax seized her, this one even more violent than the last. "I'm cumming! Oh god, I'm cumming!" she screamed, her body seizing up as her juices gushed around his pounding cock.
Gasping for breath between sensual moans, Kanna weakly begged Haruto to stop. Unable to support herself any longer, she collapsed onto the bed.
Witnessing this, Touko grew aroused. She cradled Kanna's head and kissed her moaning cherry lips, sucking forcefully on the fragrant little tongue within her mouth.
Touko's kiss was hungry, a desperate sharing of the pleasure and humiliation. She drank Kanna's moans, her own hips writhing against the air, needing to be filled.
When Haruto reluctantly withdrew his spent dragon from the succubus' floral valley, Touko pushed him down and straddled him.
A river of his and Kanna's combined release spilled from her well-used hole onto the bed as he pulled out, but Touko didn't care. Her need was too great.
She willingly offered her delicate tongue. While Haruto sucked on the charming maiden's little tongue, he gripped her firm, snow-white jade breasts, kneading them. Simultaneously, his dragon, guided by the friction of her tender floral valley, slowly penetrated inside.
She sank down onto him with a desperate cry, impaling her own dripping pussy on his still-hard cock, taking the full length of him in one smooth, eager motion.
Touko felt as if her tender honeyed passage was being brutally pierced by Haruto's thick, raging dragon. Each deep thrust of that hardened member struck directly against the inner walls of her flower palace.
"Yes! Finally!" she cried out against his lips, her body shuddering as it accommodated his size. "Fuck me, Haruto! Make me yours!"
While experiencing overwhelming pleasure, copious amounts of lustful essence gushed from her flower palace. With a sudden roll, Haruto pinned the boneless Touko atop Kanna.
*He covered Touko's body with his own, driving her down into Kanna's limp form, creating a sweaty, moaning sandwich of flesh as he began to piston into her from above.