A clear stream burst from my length, and my entire body clenched. As my inner walls spasmed and trembled, Varen’s expression twisted violently as he drove himself in with all his strength.
His pelvis slammed into me hard enough to crush the flesh of my hips. Not even the smallest fraction was left outside—he buried himself completely, down to the root.
“Kh—ngh...!”
“Ugh—ngh...!”
Varen ground his teeth as a strained groan slipped out, while I felt my insides being pushed upward, a gag rising in my throat.
I didn’t want to show such a pathetic side of myself, but I couldn’t think at all. All that remained was the searing stimulation, so intense it made my skin prickle from head to toe.
I couldn’t even tell anymore what I was spilling, what was inside me, or what that hot liquid filling me from my lower abdomen up to my chest even was.
“Hah... haa... ngh....”
My body, on the verge of passing out, went limp. Varen let out a long breath and pulled me up into his arms.
Then he pressed soft kisses against my face resting on his shoulder. His voice, refreshed and bright, whispered against my ear.
“Ceryl, you win. This is already my third time, and you’ve only come twice.”
I had never made any kind of bet with him. What was he talking about?
In my hazy state, I couldn’t process his words at all. As I only panted in response, Varen gently laid me down on the bed.
The moment my back touched the soft mattress, drowsiness crashed over me. My limbs, drained from being suspended in the air, refused to move. My body collapsed, spreading out comfortably as my eyes slowly slipped shut.
Varen climbed over me and began massaging my trembling thighs. Even at his gentle touch, my body flinched and my hips lifted instinctively.
After coming twice, my length throbbed, and my body, still caught in the aftershocks, felt sensitive everywhere.
Without even opening my eyes, I muttered in a hoarse voice.
“Stop... stop touching me....”
“Ceryl, are you already going to sleep?”
“Yeah... I’m sleepy....”
“You’ve only come twice. Why are you already tired? The moon’s still on the roof.”
The moon on the roof. Even in my exhaustion, his oddly poetic phrasing made a faint laugh slip out.
But that aside, the plan I had made had failed completely.
I had thought that if I made him come once before actual sex, it would be easier somehow.
How do I even balance our stamina? Should I make him come ten times first next time?
My thoughts drifted aimlessly, growing more scattered as sleep crept in.
Varen, who had been quietly watching me, muttered in a blunt tone.
“What a joke. You can’t even last half a day.”
That’s right. He had wanted to do this for a whole month, and I told him one day. This is why dragons and humans don’t work.
He could probably keep going for an entire month without issue. Maybe that’s what it would take to satisfy him.
Meanwhile, my frail human body was already completely exhausted after taking him just once.
“Haa... sorry....”
No matter how much I loved him, stamina wasn’t something I could fix with willpower.
I didn’t want to leave him alone now that we had just confirmed our feelings, but I wanted nothing more than to collapse into sleep.
Instead of waking me, Varen began kneading one of my thighs again. I thought he was just massaging it, but then he lifted it and hooked it over his shoulder.
My body, completely limp, followed wherever he positioned it. My legs spread wide, opened at an extreme angle, but my hips didn’t even ache.
It just felt strange, being in such an unfamiliar position. My heavy eyelids trembled as I tried to force them open—
“Hah—! Ah—!”
Varen drove himself in deeply in one motion, still only halfway withdrawn before, and immediately began moving his hips.
The sleep that had been washing over me vanished in an instant. Even seeing my eyes snap open, he spoke shamelessly.
“I’m fine, so you can sleep first, Ceryl. Just like last time—you kept sleeping the whole time.”
“Ngh! Ah—!”
“When the sun comes up, I’ll wake you. Ngh....”
Each time he moved, a wet, obscene sound came from where I was filled to the brim. The slick noise sent chills up my spine, and I squeezed my eyes shut.
Without even pretending to hesitate anymore, Varen pressed insistently at the blocked point inside with the head of his length. Though it had already been forced open once, the entrance had tightened again during the brief lull.
“Haa... Ceryl, your body really is just like your heart. It seems like it’ll open, but it doesn’t—and just drives me crazy.”
Despite his blunt words, his heated voice betrayed him. Through half-lidded eyes, I saw his face flushed with excitement.
The pressure pushing up into my abdomen made me instinctively try to escape. I twisted my upper body, crawling across the bed, but with one leg held in place, I couldn’t get away at all.
In the end, I clutched a pillow to my chest and bit my lip. I gave up trying to escape that arm-thick length and could only hope this would end quickly.
Holding one of my thighs, Varen moved freely, thrusting as he pleased. He even leaned down and kissed the ankle hooked over his shoulder.
That wasn’t enough—he bit lightly at the protruding bone, then extended his tongue, licking along the hollow of my sole.
“Hah—ah... s-stop... you insane bastard....”
I cried and begged at the shocking, humiliating touch, but of course it had no effect.
Varen only kept biting lightly at my ankle, looking down at me with hazy eyes.
“Haa... it’s so thin. It feels like it could snap easily. How do you even walk on something like this?”
“Ngh! Ah—s-stop, I said—!”
“If you don’t mind, I’d rather carry you. So your feet never have to touch the ground... haa....”
At his absurd rambling, I glared at him with swollen eyes. I couldn’t even form words properly, swallowing my protests internally.
But he misunderstood that sharp look and simply smiled. He even lowered his upper body as if to kiss me.
With my leg still hooked over his shoulder, my body bent further, my legs spread nearly one hundred eighty degrees. No matter how flexible I was, it was too much for a man.
“Hah—s-stop, don’t press—ngh!”
“Press? You like it when I press here?”
“Hah! Ngh—don’t—ah!”
Varen pressed down on my bulging lower abdomen with his palm and forced a kiss onto me.
The awkward position, the painful pleasure, the dragon’s saliva soaking me above and below—it all felt like it was urging me onward.
Unable to endure it any longer, I reached my third climax.
Even as he clearly felt me coming, Varen didn’t stop. He tangled his tongue with mine, continuing to move relentlessly.
“Haah... hic—ngh....”
Only after I had completely finished did he finally pull his lips away.
But all that came from my mouth were broken, hiccupping sounds. My vision was so unfocused I couldn’t even properly see his face right in front of me.
Instead of kissing me again, Varen extended his tongue and slowly licked over my face. Only after licking up every tear and coating me in his saliva did he smile in satisfaction.
“Ceryl, that’s already your third. You come ten times in a night, so that means you’ve got seven left.”
“Hah... ngh....”
“If you’re tired, go ahead and sleep. I’ll keep count for you.”
My body, unable even to properly pass out, continued to be shaken relentlessly. I barely managed to lift my gaze and look at him.
Unlike me—barely able to keep my eyes open—his face looked shamelessly perfect. But at this point, I didn’t even have the energy to feel irritated.
Right. What fault did Varen have? If there was blame, it was probably mine.
“Va... Varen... ha....”
“Mm?”
“Hah... lo... love... you....”
How did I end up falling in love with this insane dragon?
***
The night passed, though it hardly felt like I had slept at all.
If I had slept, then why did it feel like my body had been shaken without rest? And if I had been awake, then why did I remember nothing of the long night?
As dawn broke, Varen gently kissed me. He slowly let his saliva drip into my mouth, kissing every part of my face until there was nowhere left untouched.
“Ceryl, you should wake up now.”
“Mm... ngh....”
“If you’re tired, we can stay like this.”
For the first time in a while, his words registered clearly in my mind. I slowly opened my eyes, frowning.
He said we could stay like this if I was tired—but if we stayed like this, I’d only get more tired.
His length, which had been inside me all night, stubbornly remained where it was.
At least I had enough strength back to push his face away. Though even then, he caught my wrist and kissed my palm.
“You... if you have any conscience, take it out already....”
“Alright. Then we’ll continue tonight.”
“...You have no conscience.”
Leaving behind that chilling promise, Varen finally pulled out.
After being inside me all night, soaked in his own release and compressed in such a tight space, it was swollen.
The pressure inside me finally disappeared—
Only for warm liquid to immediately start trickling down between my legs.
With a miserable sigh, I collapsed back onto the pillow.
“Varen.”
“I love you too, Ceryl.”
“...Clean up what you made.”
Varen, looking unusually refreshed, hummed cheerfully as he got up.
And I could only lie there, staring blankly at the tent ceiling.
I had no idea how many times it would take before I got used to this.
