Chapter 247: Marion
It wasn't until the chestnut-haired beauty's breathing grew rapid that Haruto finally relinquished his pursuit of her plump, crimson lips. His attention drifted downward along Marion's delicate, smooth cheeks.
The swan-like elegance of her neck, the alluring curve of her collarbone, and the slender slope of her shoulders—each held his gaze captive. Eventually, his focus settled on the delicate collar of her seductive maid uniform.
Beneath it lay a glimpse of fair, crystalline skin, the subtle contours of her bosom peeking through. Beyond the scant fabric, the soft, tender flesh radiated an irresistible allure.
Somehow, the provocative maid attire had already fallen into disarray. A tingling sensation, like the nibble of ants, suddenly arose from her chest, causing Marion's lips to part slightly as soft, involuntary gasps escaped.
While Haruto devoted himself to kissing and caressing the pert softness of her breasts, his hand ventured toward the rounded, ivory curve of her thighs.
"Mmm…"
Marion pressed her lips together tightly, yet the dizzying pleasure emanating from her already damp, sensitive core under his gentle touch made restraint impossible. Whimpers continued to slip out unbidden.
Haruto held the chestnut-haired beauty—her body both mature and pliant—kissing her flushed cheeks while his heated palms kneaded the full, pale orbs. Meanwhile, his own restless arousal rubbed against her legs, sheathed in seductive lace-trimmed stockings, following the silky texture upward toward the mysterious softness below her smooth abdomen.
The sensitive tip brushed against the black lace panties, offering slight relief to his mounting desire.
Lifting his head, Haruto tugged away the obstructive maid uniform. The equally provocative bra did little to conceal anything; with a gentle push, it slipped down, fully revealing the swaying, jade-like peaks before him.
He lowered his head to capture one tender, budding rose, savoring it with his tongue and gentle nips of his teeth.
Marion, still a maiden, shuddered as if struck by lightning.
Her silver teeth clenched, delicate brows furrowed, and her soft, crimson lips parted repeatedly as moans escaped unbidden. The enchanting, melodic cries from the beauty beneath him acted as the finest catalyst.
While tenderly lavishing attention on the exquisite bud in his mouth, Haruto slightly arched his lower body. Shifting slightly away from the soft, naked form pressed beneath him, he let one hand glide down her satiny, snow-white abdomen—smooth and yielding.
The unfamiliar sensations set Marion's heart racing wildly. The vivid, intense pleasure radiating from multiple sensitive areas across her body remained unmistakably potent.
Her pure and chaste maidenly body, being caressed by Haruto in such a manner, filled her heart with bashfulness and her entire being with a scorching heat.
Marion, her heart intoxicated, suddenly felt a large, fiery hand part the damp fabric, and slender fingers slip into the slick, glistening entrance of the Flower Valley...
Instinctively, Marion tightly closed her delicate, smooth legs clad in black stockings, her peach-blossom cheeks flushed crimson like fire, her beautiful eyes shut tight, on the verge of tears from embarrassment.
Though his fingers were blocked by those plump, jade-like, and incredibly smooth legs, Haruto was in no hurry.
He continued to tease from the outside with his fingers, and her soft, boneless snow-white body gradually shifted from rigid tension to a limp, delicate weakness. The gentle beauty with chestnut-long hair visibly opened herself up, both physically and emotionally.
Just as the maiden's defenses began to soften, suddenly, Haruto's large hand unhesitatingly plunged into the originally shyly clamped, slick, and tender space between her thighs.
"Ah..." Marion couldn't help but let out another soft moan, her entire icy-skinned, jade-boned body abruptly tensing and stiffening.
The sudden intrusion of a foreign object into her noble, mysterious, and sacred garden threw her heart into turmoil, overwhelming her with shame.
As she was about to shyly twist her slender waist to escape the devilish hand, Haruto half-leaned over and pressed her deeply into the bed, rendering her immobile.
The indescribable warmth and slickness made Haruto's mouth and heart dry. The thought of his fingers buried deep within the pure, chaste depths of the maiden's lower body made him unable to resist a gentle flick of his finger.
"Ah..."
The unusual stimulation forced Marion to let out another involuntary soft moan.
Haruto, unable to tear himself away, carefully and gently stroked and caressed the outside with his fingers until the mysterious, shadowy sanctuary became a vast, wet expanse.
The lovely chestnut-haired girl was curled up with her legs drawn in, her body wanting to escape, yet Haruto pressed firmly against her side.
In the end, she had no choice but to grip his shoulder with one hand and pull at his restless wrist with the other, her breathing unusually rapid as she pleaded, "Lord Haruto... I want it... give it to me... I can't take it anymore..."
Haruto smiled faintly but said nothing.
Slowly withdrawing his fingers, he gradually shifted his body downward, his fiery lips and tongue trailing from her snow-white, perky peaks downward.
After licking and kissing her slender, soft waist, teasing her small, adorable navel with the tip of his tongue, he glided over her flat, firm abdomen without a trace of excess flesh, finally coming to rest before the Peach Spring Cave, now flowing with spring-like moisture.
After continuing to lick and tease the petals for a while, he observed the maiden's trembling form and the adorable, pink pearl-like bud, then directly took it into his mouth.
"Oh... no, don't... Lord Haruto... not there..."
Marion spoke with a tearful voice, her most sensitive bud being incessantly sucked and licked, driving the maiden to the brink of madness.
Haruto knelt upright, embracing the chestnut-haired beauty's widely spread, black-stockinged legs, and aimed the Dragon Head at the quivering entrance of the Flower Valley.
Rubbing the Dragon Head lightly against the petals, now coated with the maiden's slick, tender nectar, he swiftly pressed it to the entrance before immediately pulling back.
This tactic of advance and retreat nearly brought the maiden to tears of frustration.
Marion stretched her arms out, tightly wrapping them around Haruto's neck, her lips brushing against his ear.
At this point, she could no longer care for modesty or self-respect. Whether it was for the sake of Dual Cultivation or simply driven by desire, she was now panting uncontrollably, consumed by lust.
"Ahh... Please put it in... I beg you... Hurry... Take me... Lord Haruto..."
Hearing this, Haruto could no longer restrain himself. He lowered his hips with a wet sound, the egg-sized tip of his dragonhead penetrating Marion's delicate Flower Valley.
After being explored by tongue and fingers, the maiden's Flower Valley was fully prepared.
After the Great Dragon rotated for a while, she no longer felt any pain.
On the contrary, spring waters continuously flowed, and the emptiness deep within her Flower Path grew increasingly intense.
Haruto seemed to sense the maiden's desire. Holding her snow-white plump buttocks with both hands, he thrust his hips forcefully, sinking the over-twenty-centimeter Great Dragon completely into the maiden's body in one motion.
"Ah..."
Marion's delicate cry carried a hint of satisfaction. Feeling her lower body completely filled by the scorching, thick, and long Great Dragon, though sore and swollen, she felt incredibly fulfilled.
Unprecedented stimulation and pleasure made her voluptuous body tremble uncontrollably, and a stream of sticky nectar involuntarily gushed forth.
Had Marion not already been overflowing with spring waters, it would have been difficult for Haruto's massive size to advance so easily.
The beauty who had already been teased to her limit immediately wrapped her long, black-stockinged jade legs around Haruto's back, wholeheartedly accommodating his deep thrusts and rotating impacts.
Two passion-filled bodies finally joined tightly together. Haruto held the soft, smooth, and plump rounded buttocks, beginning to slowly thrust in and out.
"Schlick... schlick..."
Marion's black-stockinged legs spread apart beneath her as Haruto pressed down on her. The thick Great Dragon urgently thrust without pause, each impact reaching deep into her flower heart, making her Flower Palace tremble.
A tingling sensation like electric shocks washed over her. Marion's delicate body grew excited yet couldn't break free, only able to be embraced and manipulated like this.
Haruto resembled a crazed bull, ploughing and thrusting vigorously. The gentle, beautiful beauty whimpered pitifully, emitting weak pleas for mercy as her chestnut hair swayed, appearing both helpless and seductive.
In their frantic coupling, Haruto spread Marion's beautiful legs apart, thrusting powerfully from below without any pause.
The Great Dragon continuously stretched her tight lower body, producing crisp slapping sounds that mixed with the maiden's soft murmurs, composing an enchanting melody within the room.
The chestnut-haired beauty's tight Flower Path was stretched open by little Haruto - or conversely, little Haruto was tightly enveloped by her fleshy walls.
Haruto could clearly feel the folds within Marion's fleshy walls. Her Flower Valley remained tight, and her snow-white, full buttocks quickly formed waves of flesh under the Great Dragon's vigorous impacts.