Chapter 263: Ni & Li (Part 1)
Haruto wrapped Mira's legs around his waist, and Mira, understanding his intention, intertwined her two black-stocking-clad feet and hooked them onto Haruto's buttocks, assisting him in using the rod technique.
The girl's Peach Blossom Valley had been soaked in honey-like fluid for some time, becoming unbearably itchy and extremely sensitive.
Now, with the forceful insertion of the Giant Dragon, each thrust penetrated deeply into Mira's flower heart, making her experience the sensation of soaring to the heavens.
"Haruto-sama... so amazing... so big... Mira feels completely filled by you... so good..."
Haruto smiled faintly. There was no need to "feel" it—she was indeed completely filled. In fact, a third of the massive Giant Dragon still remained outside.
Without opening the palace, aside from a few exceptionally gifted girls, very few could fully accommodate a nearly thirty-centimeter thick Giant Dragon on their first try.
Haruto freed one hand. While his hips continued to piston in and out like a pile driver, his attention, amidst the endless thrusts, turned to Mira's constantly swaying little white rabbits.
At this moment, the blue-haired beauty was leaning back, supporting herself with her hands behind her, enjoying the pleasure of Dual Cultivation. Large beads of sweat slid down her face, dripping onto her red, sexy miko outfit and revealing the fair, beautiful flesh beneath.
Haruto reached out, tore off the fabric half-hanging from the girl's body, and casually tossed it to the ground.
Two perfectly rounded mounds of snowy flesh, creamy like fresh butter, immediately sprang forth, bouncing wildly in the air like water-filled balloons under Haruto's vigorous thrusts.
Two perky, pink buds bloomed in the open air, tracing various shapes as the tender breasts swayed.
With swift reflexes, Haruto fixed his gaze on the swaying breasts and seized the opportunity to grasp one in each hand.
Mira's slender frame was complemented by breasts that were neither too large nor too small—just the right size to fill his palms.
The plump, tender flesh was soft, smooth, and resilient, much like freshly kneaded dough, offering an exquisite sensation.
Haruto toyed freely with the jade-like softness, molding the supple flesh into various shapes that instantly sprang back to their original form upon release—a uniquely delightful experience.
While kneading the full, rounded breasts and teasing the adorable buds, he couldn't resist the sight of the girl's enchanting, pleasure-filled expressions.
"Lord Haruto… it tickles… but it feels so good… ahh…"
Mira's words lingered in his ears like a bewitching spell, her melodious moans serving as the ultimate aphrodisiac.
Ignoring her feigned resistance, Haruto firmly pinched the girl's tender buds, thrusting his mighty Dragon Clan member into her with raw intensity.
The creaking of the bed grew increasingly pronounced, each deep thrust striking her very core. Torrents of honeyed fluid gushed out with every withdrawal, flowing ceaselessly like a broken faucet.
Soon, mere handling with his hands was no longer enough. Haruto lifted the slender, blue-haired beauty, cradling her smooth, pink back against his chest as he bent down to devour the silky flesh of her breasts.
He lavished her fragrant, soft breasts with rough licks, attempting to swallow them whole, though her modest mounds could never fully fit into his mouth.
Instead, he roamed eagerly with his tongue, eventually gently nipping the delicate peak with his teeth. His hot breath washing over it made the sensitive nub even more tender.
His relentless teasing of the crimson buds on Mira's chest sent rough, tingling sensations coursing through her, leaving her body both sore and electrified.
By now, Haruto had lifted the blue-haired beauty from the bed, her slender, alluring form clinging to him entirely.
Their bodies pressed tightly together, anchored only by Haruto's arms gripping Mira's pale buttocks, her black-stockinged legs wrapped around his waist, and their intimately joined lower bodies.
Especially the latter—with her entire weight bearing down on her delicate valley, each thrust of his Dragon Clan member drove deep, as if intent on piercing her through.
In this moment, Haruto stood like an ancient, immutable deity, exuding an aura of eternity, while Mira was the devout maiden willingly offering herself in service.
Her pert buttocks were mercilessly lifted as the thick, formidable member withdrew from her peach blossom grotto. The moment Haruto released his grip, her own weight would send the massive shaft plunging back through her slick passage, burying itself to the hilt.
Each time this happened, Mira would let out a gasp of sheer relief, like stepping into an air-conditioned room on the hottest summer day.
Though this position wasn't as frantic as before, every penetration made her feel as if her very core was being shattered by his force—an utterly exhilarating sensation.
The two continued their intense battle for another ten minutes, during which Mira climaxed once more under Haruto's relentless assault, her ecstatic moans echoing throughout the activity room.
Even the cat-eared sisters nearby became affected by the atmosphere, pulling open their lingerie to reveal tender, budding breasts like bamboo shoots. They fondled their chests while fingering their lower bodies.
Amid this wanton atmosphere, Haruto grunted and released his life essence inside Mira. Torrents of milky-white vital energy surged forth like water bursting through a dam, eventually accumulating within the girl's delicate and sacred flower chamber.
Mira's sensitive body, stimulated by the scorching-hot essence like molten lava, convulsed repeatedly as she reached climax once again.
Having perfectly completed their dual cultivation therapy, the two embraced intimately. If one ignored their naked bodies, the dripping honeyed fluids, and the three equally seductive and beautiful young girls nearby, it might have been a rather heartwarming scene.
After Mira caught her breath and recovered slightly, Haruto leaned close and whispered in her ear, "Mira-chan, it's time to cultivate. Ni and Li seem to be growing impatient."
Discovering her hidden thoughts had been exposed, Mira blushed, her fair cheeks turning pink. However, having gained experience, she no longer felt shy. She lifted her hips, sliding along his still semi-hard dragon, the extreme pleasure making the girl moan uncontrollably.
But by now, the cat-eared sisters who had watched two rounds of treatment could no longer restrain themselves. After exchanging glances, the passionate red-haired cat-girl Ni crawled onto the bed first.
Haruto felt a wet, soft sensation glide over his sac. Looking down, he saw it was Ni who had crawled over. Having watched Mira and Haruto finally stop, she could no longer endure her prolonged self-stimulation and eagerly sought treatment, actively crawling over to request intimacy.
"Master Haruto..." Ni swayed her pale, soft buttocks, her beastkin genes activating, "I want your dragon too..."
Haruto set Mira down. Between her beautiful black-stockinged legs, the crimson flesh had been molded into a fleshy cave by the dragon's thrusts, with streams of milky life essence spilling out uncontrollably.
After Mira clenched her legs, resisting her greed for pleasure to begin meditating, Haruto pulled Li over as well.
"Go, lie down there."
Haruto patted the blue-haired cat-girl's rounded buttocks, directing her toward the space between the red-haired cat-girl's legs.
Understanding Haruto's intention, Li obediently crawled to Ni's peach grotto and began licking the opening and closing delicate flesh with her cat-like tongue.
Simultaneously, Li spread her legs wide, swaying her perky jade-like buttocks, attempting to draw Haruto's attention to her wanton valley.
Haruto naturally understood the young girl's intentions perfectly, but he said nothing. Instead, he raised his dragon and thrust into Li's flower valley.
Starting with one or two shallow, exploratory strokes - just these few movements made the blue-haired cat-girl unable to resist her inner lust, and she couldn't help but moan aloud.
Though Ni felt a tinge of resentment—after all, she had arrived first yet was being attended to later—she soon found equal delight under her dear sister's ministrations.
That faint sorrow was quickly drowned in a tide of lust and pleasure.
The blue-haired cat-eared girl's adaptability far exceeded Haruto's expectations. His revived dragon, segment by segment, sank into her thread-like valley, gradually stretching it into a rounded opening.
Even when the egg-sized crown fully entered the maiden's body and touched the membrane symbolizing her purity, the long, sky-blue ponytailed cat-eared beauty only slightly furrowed her delicate brows.
Soon, she was swaying her plump, snow-white hips, inviting Haruto to go deeper.
Witnessing this, Haruto felt both surprise and delight.
After many experiences, his interest in deflowering virgins had gradually waned.
Beyond the sense of achievement of taking their purity and the benefits of their primal yin, the sheer pleasure paled in comparison to that with experienced, sensual older sisters.
This was why many men preferred mature women or wanton lovers.
In terms of physical pleasure alone, their skills and endurance were beyond what young girls could offer.