Chapter 114: Dresh’s confession ( PART-3)
The two writhed in pleasure for hours and hours. Dresh was made to orgasm hundreds of times. Emperal was relentless with his assaults. He thoroughly savoured the divine beauty in his hands.
Hours blurred into days and days...into months. But the couple still didn’t stop. Despite being overwhelmed by orgasms, Dresh’s stamina was simply otherworldly.
At a certain stage, Emperal was forced to use his draconic powers. His stamina shot up, and his thing stood straight despite the endless wars.
Finally, after three full months. Dresh dropped on the ground...unconscious. Beside her, Emperal barely kept his consciousness as he looked around. His eyes were heavy with exhaustion as they had been fucking non-stop.
His dark eyes shone as he leaned against the wall beside her, "Oh, man. Hadn’t had this much sex since I was with Vraelyn. Heh, it seems I was out of practice."
He wryly shook his head, looking at the bountiful figure sleeping beside him. He couldn’t help but chuckle.
"Who would have thought that a woman I met during the Verth Spring would end up sleeping with me. Not to mention her identity."
Emperal spoke as he cupped her cloudy breasts; they still felt as heavenly as the first time he had touched them.
Looking at her peaceful face, he sighed once again.
"Infernal Dragon, where will we get the branch of Everheart again?"
He asked inwardly; he had already gotten the blood of a Royal Virgin elf. Now, it was time to find the branch of Everheart.
"Inside the core region. It’s high time you focus on your goal here."
The Infernal Dragon’s voice echoed inside his head, making him nod. But, right now. He needed to get some sleep.
Some real sleep.
Getting closer to Dresh, he lay his head between her breasts and closed his eyes.
Feeling the warmth, Dresh instinctively closed her hands tightly around him.
...
After a week.
Outside the waterfall. Two figures could be seen standing against each other. Dresh looked at Emperal with deep love and...obsession in her eyes.
Similar shine could be seen in Emperal’s eyes. He looked at her softly.
"So...you’ll be leaving now?"
He asked, making Dresh’s eyes blur. Globs of tears dropped down her chin as she hugged Emperal.
"I—I don’t want you to leave."
Dresh spoke, her voice cracking with raw emotion. Emperal gently stroked her back.
"I will miss you more than you realize, also. We will meet soon. I will rush over to your place once I deal with the mess here."
He said, stroking her long, black hair. Dresh sobbed harder the more she thought about Emperal.
"Emperal...once I enter the Hollows. I wouldn’t be able to come back, no matter the level of strength. So, it is you who should find me."
Emperal’s eyes widened when he heard that detail. "Infernal Dragon, is it true?"
"...Yes"
His heart shook when he heard those words, the fourth and last continent. The most mysterious and dangerous place in Verandis.
It was from the Hollows that Vraelyn got her curse. Emperal’s frown deepened as he thought. But then, he shook his head.
This wasn’t the time for that.
Looking down, he held her cheeks.
"Dresh, right now. I have nothing to give you. Nor any ability to protect you, or any artifact that will shield you. I am useless right now. But...I won’t let you go empty-handed. I’ll give you one of my most precious things."
Emperal paused, Dresh curiously looked up. Wondering what this man was doing.
Emperal’s lips parted as he spoke some mysterious words, under the surprised eyes of Dresh. His skin began to harden, a second later. Deep, hot Magma scales formed on his body. From his neck and chest all the way to his forearms. They were all covered.
And under the shocked eyes of Dresh, Emperal’s nails stretched into terrifying claws. Without hesitation, he drove his claws into his right chest!
"EMPERAL!!?"
Dresh screamed in horror as warm blood splashed on her face, and her face paled.
There was no change in his expression as he violently pulled out a huge chunk of his draconic scale.
Blood ran down his chest, soaking his robes and the ground below. Emperal bit his lips lightly as an unimaginable amount of pain coursed through his chest.
Looking at the horrified Dresh below, his lips curled up.
He opened his palms, and there was a single draconic scale. It was the size of his fist. Deep crimson, and the worst part? It was still pulsing lightly with immense heat radiating from its core.
Dresh’s heart shook when she saw this; her entire body felt like it was paralyzed. She never thought there would be someone willing to go so far...for her sake. She raised her gaze to look at him.
"My scales will regenerate," He said, his lips curled in a small, strained smile, "But I removed this before the cycle could catch up to it. It won’t grow back."
Saying that, he pressed it into her trembling hands.
"The heat will last more than a few decades, probably even centuries, given how strong the fire is. Wherever you go, or the Hollow takes you, this will carry my signature. Something from me that isn’t replaceable."
Dresh stared at the scale in her hands. The blood was still warm, spread across her palms. Then looked up at his dark eyes.
An inevitable sob escaped her throat. That sound shouldn’t be coming from a person who is more than a millennium old. It was kind of ugly and...raw. And the dam broke once again.
Sniff~ Snifff~
Without hesitation, he pulled her face against his chest. Despite the searing pain, he held her tight against him.
"You fool, you fool, you fool, You fool, you fool, you fool, You fool, you fool, you fool," Dresh began to murmur against his chest.
"You absolute fool! Why do you mess with my heart like this!"
She whispered, making his smile widen.
"What a crybaby"
His hand moved slowly through her long, black hair.
"I’ll find you," he said quietly in her ear. "Till then, wait for me."
She didn’t answer; her hands said it all. The way she tightly gripped the scale, afraid it would fall out of her hand.
Suddenly, the space behind them shook and warped. Forming a deep, abyssal portal!
