Varen let out a pointless laugh at my words and jolted his body. With that, the thing filling me tight inside twitched along with him.
"Ahh! D-don’t laugh. It hurts...."
"Pff... sorry. You’re just too cute."
Every time I heard that, it pissed me off.
I scraped together what little strength I had left and glared at him, but Varen met my eyes with a soft gaze. As if that wasn’t enough, he took one of my hands and pressed little kisses to it.
As if he hadn’t just shoved something merciless into me below, he was unbearably tender up top.
"Ceryl, you’re truly adorable."
Across the entire world, Varen was probably the only one who called me cute and adorable.
I closed my swollen eyes tight and turned my head aside. My face felt too wrecked right now to be hearing words that sweet.
As expected, Varen caught my chin and made me face him.
"Don’t turn away. Open your eyes."
"Hngh... no...."
I couldn’t move anything else the way I wanted, but at least I could keep my eyes shut. Thank God for that.
Over my tightly closed eyelids, Varen’s coaxing voice pestered me.
"I want to see you, Ceryl.... Hmm?"
There was a whine mixed into it that didn’t match a low, rough voice at all.
And, annoyingly enough, that imbalance got me every time.
I lifted my tear-soaked lashes and looked at Varen.
"Don’t look... right now, I look weird...."
"What’s weird?"
"...My face is weird... ah, ahhk, don’t— don’t press...."
Varen slid his hand down and pressed below, lightly.
Because we were looking straight at each other, I couldn’t stop worrying about how badly my expression was twisted up.
"No, Ceryl. You’re not weird. You’re... beautiful."
Varen dotted little kisses over my crumpled face. Each time he finished a word, his lips touched and parted again.
"I’ve only ever seen the humans who tortured me, but among humans, you’ll be the most beautiful. I’m sure."
With the heavy pressure below and words that tickled at my heart, I bit my lip hard.
When a thin bead of blood welled up, something hot and wet licked at the corner of my mouth. The cut on my lip healed before it could even split properly.
A dragon’s tongue forced its way through the gap and poured sweet saliva into me. My exhausted body welcomed it and drank.
With every swallow, I could feel strength seep back into a body on the verge of collapse. The throbbing pain gradually eased, and my fogged mind sharpened.
"Pha... stop, stop giving it.... You’ll— you’ll collapse again...."
I tore my lips away in a hurry and pushed Varen back.
Because the image flashed up—him coughing up blood and collapsing after giving me too much life force.
Varen let out a small laugh and pulled me tightly into his arms.
It was uncomfortable, the way it pushed deeper into my belly, but the sensation of our bodies fitting together without a single gap wasn’t bad.
"Ceryl, are you worried about me?"
"Haah... you seriously— have to ask...?"
"Pffh. See? I told you. You’re really cute."
It was hard to breathe under his heavy body. When I squirmed, Varen lightly bit my ear.
Then he whispered in a voice thick with hot breath.
"Doesn’t seem like it hurts now. Can I move?"
Now that I thought about it, the sensation that felt like it was splitting me apart had dulled.
I’d thought he was just forcing his way in, but maybe he’d been considering me, in his own way.
Hesitating, I hugged Varen’s back. His back was so broad that “hug” didn’t quite fit—it was more like I wrapped my arms around him.
And in a voice that shrank down from embarrassment, I barely answered.
"J-just once... only once...."
No matter how much I cherished Varen, I couldn’t do that twice.
I tried to warn him with as much seriousness as I could muster, but Varen whispered against the side of my head in a voice threaded with laughter.
"Yeah. Just once."
Then Varen started moving his lower body, slowly.
The thing that had been buried all the way in slid out at a crawl. When it was forcing my inner walls apart, it only hurt, but when the blunt head scraped down inside me, a chill ran straight up my spine.
"Ahhk... ugh...."
Because he was moving so slowly, every sensation felt even clearer. A moan spilled out of my throat on its own.
I clung tighter to Varen and curled in. My thighs squeezed in on their own, wrapping around his waist.
"Ah... Ceryl, relax."
But the voice ringing in my ear sounded like he was suffering.
When I lifted the head I’d buried, Varen was faintly smiling with one eyebrow pinched down.
"Hngh... it h-hurts...?"
"Yeah, a little."
For a moment, I felt wronged.
I was enduring something as thick as an arm going in and out of my gut, so why was he the one saying it hurt?
Even so, I tried to relax my lower belly. But there was no way I’d have any skill at something I’d never done before.
I tried wobbling my waist and hips my own way, but—
"Ah, ah... Ceryl, you’re too tight...."
Every time I twitched, Varen’s brow furrowed deeper.
Even his ear and the back of his neck flushed red, and his shoulders trembled in small shivers.
"Hngh... hk, what do you want me to do...."
"If you’re this tight... I can’t move."
"You’re— you’re just huge... am I tight? Ahh, just— stay still...!"
He told me to relax, but Varen didn’t stop moving his hips. Every time he scraped inside, a sharp, tingling sensation shot up.
I grabbed his hair and yanked, telling him to stay still, but there was no way he would stop.
"Haah, Ceryl. When you scrape here... you tighten even more."
Varen tried to keep the promise to be slow and gentle. He carefully pulled back, then pushed in again at a crawl, repeating it.
A dragon’s sex was scorching, like it could burn. It felt like a thick piece of kindling was stirring me up from below.
Whenever the fist-sized head forced its way through a narrow spot, my breath clogged up, and when it dragged my inner walls and slid out, it felt like my organs were getting pulled along with it.
"Ahh, hhng... ah, Vareen...."
It would’ve been better if he’d been sucking me below like a vacuum. Even the pain of my body splitting apart, I could’ve endured.
But this gentle, rolling insertion was hard to withstand. If I let my guard down for even a second, it felt like words I didn’t want to say would spill out.
I squeezed my eyes shut and bit ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) my lip, trying to hold the pleasure back.
Then Varen gently slid his thumb into my mouth. His firm finger rubbed against my soft tongue.
"Don’t hold it back, Ceryl. Open your eyes and look at me."
At the voice like a spell, my eyes opened as if bewitched. Through a hazy gaze, I met him.
I instinctively bit down on what was in my mouth. I chewed at it, then remembered it was Varen’s finger and loosened my jaw.
Worried I’d left a mark, I carefully licked what I’d bitten. My saliva didn’t have healing power, but I remembered what Varen always did for me.
All that came out of my mouth were wet, helpless sounds I couldn’t stop.
"Hngh... mmh...."
Varen stared at my face as if he’d lost his mind. Even so, he kept moving his hips in a steady rhythm.
He kept traveling back and forth inside me without pause, then at some point he dropped his head heavily. His body trembled shallowly, and he spoke in a voice he was forcing down.
"Ceryl, I can’t... hold back anymore."
You’re already buried to the root, so what is it you “can’t hold back”? My head, blanked out by arousal, couldn’t understand.
I just stared at him stupidly—and the mouth that had been so full suddenly went empty.
"Hngh... wha— ah! Aahk, Varen!"
Varen moved as if a fire had been lit inside him.
He lifted both my legs, hooked my knees over his arm, and lowered his upper body. My body folded in half and got pressed flat.
The awkward position was only the beginning.
Straddling me, Varen hammered his hips down from above. The sex that had been moving gently snapped into a vertical angle and drove in roughly.
I clenched the bedsheet in my fists and ground my teeth together. But every time he slammed down into my belly—thud, thud—moans like screams burst out.
"Hngh, hk! Ahh, ah!"
Every time Varen’s sex hit the deepest point with a hard strike, it felt like flashes of light were exploding in front of my eyes.
It should have hurt, but the pain burned white and vanished, leaving only thirst behind.
My inner walls, soaked with dragon saliva, welcomed his sex with desperate fervor. A place I couldn’t scratch with my own hand itched like it had gone mad.
Saliva I couldn’t swallow spilled through my clenched teeth, and as always, it went straight into Varen’s mouth.
Licking at my lips and chin, Varen panted hard.
"Hk, Ceryl, haah... Ceryl, just a little, more...."
"Mmh! Hk, hh— there! Ahhk, hngh!"
I didn’t even know what I was saying anymore, like a dialect blurting out of my mouth.
Varen checked my face with startled eyes. Of course, he didn’t stop moving.
"Ha... here? Hk... does it hurt?"
Eyes mixed with lust and worry laid his honest desire bare.
And under that transparent gaze, the same kind of reaction burst out of me without my permission.
"Hngh, th-there! Mmh! I-it’s good, ahk, hahhk...."
"...Good?"
"More, more, hngh, mmh! Vare—en! Ahhk!"
Varen stopped the hard-working movement of his hips. The act cut off sharply, but the aftershocks echoing through my belly kept going.
Clutching my lower belly with both hands, I looked up at him with watery eyes.
"Hngh... why— did you stop...?"
"...Who was it that told me to go gently."
After the muttered words that sounded like he was chewing them, Varen went for my lips.
He fixed my jaw in place with both hands, then shoved his tongue in deep.
And as if he had decided he wouldn’t indulge me anymore, he drove his sex in without restraint.
"Hk, mm— ngh, u-uhk...."
The scream that burst from my throat vanished into Varen’s mouth. Tears kept pouring down without end.
I wanted this vicious stimulation to end quickly. At the same time, I wanted it to never end.
With a feeling even I couldn’t understand, I wrapped both arms around Varen’s neck.
And after a moment, hot heat began to spread from inside, where everything was burning up.
"Ahh... Ceryl...."
It was a sensation on an entirely different level from swallowing sweet saliva down my throat.
The dragon’s life force that started deep in my lower belly spread all the way to my fingertips and toes.
Savoring the feeling of my whole body being dyed through with Varen, I let go of the last thread of reason I’d barely been holding onto.
