The Lustful Villain: Every Milfs and Gilfs are Mine!

Chapter 790: 790. First Time Inside A Dragon’s Puhh! This Is The Best Thing Ever!**

Ignivara was a wreck of gasping, wet, and pathetic sounds. Her face was a mask of white, viscous humiliation, her eyes streaming with tears that mixed with the spilled cream.

Every time she thought she had gathered enough to swallow, a fresh convulsion of her throat would send a glob of the thick, salty liquid splashing back into the dirt.

"GAK! HHH KHHH! SLURP... GAH!"

She was panting, her chest heaving, her throat raw and stinging from the constant gagging. She looked up at Rex, her eyes wide and pleading, her lips trembling as she tried to form words through the mess.

"P-please... Rex... mmmph... one more... just one more chance..." she whimpered, her voice a broken, raspy shadow of its former draconic majesty. "I can... I can do it... just... just let me try again..."

Rex didn’t even look sympathetic. He let out a long, low whistle of derision, a sound that cut through her desperation like a knife.

"One more chance?"

"You’ve been at this for minutes, you clumsy, greedy slut! You’re not cleaning me up; you’re just making a fucking mess of the scenery!"

He stepped forward, his shadow looming over her like a dark god of lust. The sheer size of him, the heat radiating from his massive, muscular frame, sent a new wave of primal terror through her.

"The ’time out’ is over," Rex declared, his voice dropping into a deep, guttural rumble that promised no mercy. "You failed..."

"You choked, you spilled, and you looked like a complete idiot doing it. And since you couldn’t handle the taste, it’s time you handled the real thing."

Ignivara’s heart hammered against her ribs like a trapped bird. "N-no... no, please! Not there! Not yet! Haaa... nngh!"

She tried to scramble backward, her hands slipping in the slick, semen-soaked dirt, but she was too weak, too spent from her previous climax.

Rex reached down and grabbed her by the waist, his large hands digging into her soft, trembling flesh, and hauled her upward. He didn’t lay her on her back; he flipped her over, forcing her onto her hands and knees in a humiliating, submissive position.

"AAAAHHH! REX! PLEASE!" she shrieked, her voice cracking. "I’ll be better! I’ll swallow it all! Just... don’t... don’t put it in there! Not yet!"

"Shut up!" Rex barked.

SLAP!

He delivered a stinging, heavy-handed slap to her buttock, the sound echoing through the clearing like a whip crack.

SMACK!

"EEEEE AAAAAHHH!" Ignivara screamed, her body jolting forward.

"Stop begging like a common whore!" Rex mocked, his laughter a cruel accompaniment to her cries. "You want to act like a slut; you get treated like one!"

"You’re not a queen right now, Ignivara. You’re just a hole. A wet, needy, pathetic little hole waiting to be filled!"

He moved behind her, his massive, throbbing cock still glistening and heavy from his previous release brushing against the entrance of her dripping, swollen pussy. The contact alone made her let out a long, shuddering moan.

"Mmmmnnnngh... haaa... hhh..."

"Please... Rex... it’s too much... my body is so sensitive... AHHH!"

She began to sob in earnest, the tears flowing freely now, mixing with the sweat on her cheeks. She was terrified of the impending invasion, yet her body was a traitor; the moment his heat touched her, her pussy began to pulse and weep even more heavily, the nectar of her arousal slicking the path for him.

"Look at you," Rex sneered, leaning down so his hot breath tickled her ear. "You’re begging me not to fuck you, but your pussy is literally screaming for it!"

"It’s soaking the ground! You’re so fucking desperate for me, aren’t you?"

"Y-yes... hnnn... god, yes... AHH!" she confessed, her pride finally shattering completely.

"Good girl," he whispered, though there was no kindness in it, only the satisfaction of a master.

He gripped her hips with bruising force, his fingers sinking into her tan skin, and began to drive his massive head against her entrance, prepping her for the violent, soul-crushing thrusts he was about to unleash.

"N-no... wait... REX! AAAAAAAH!"

Her scream was cut short as he lunged forward, the sheer force of his entry making her head snap back, her entire world dissolving once again into the overwhelming, terrifying, and exquisite sensation of being utterly possessed.

Rex didn’t give her a moment to breathe or recover from her tears. With a grunt of pure, masculine dominance, he hauled her up by her hips, forcing her to shift her weight.

He maneuvered her into a deep, primal doggystyle, forcing her down until her knees were buried in the dirt and her palms were pressed flat against the earth. Her spine arched sharply, her rear thrust high into the air, presenting her most intimate, vulnerable self to him like a sacrificial offering.

But she was no mere human woman. As Rex stared at her, he saw the unique, ethereal beauty of a dragon’s anatomy.

A dragon’s pussy wasn’t just flesh and fold; it was a mystical, living furnace. The skin was a deep, shimmering iridescent hue, pulsing with a faint, rhythmic golden light that seemed to beat in time with her frantic heart.

The internal walls weren’t just muscular; they were lined with a specialized, heat-resistant velvet that felt like liquid silk, capable of generating intense, magical friction. It was a gateway of pure elemental energy, designed to contain the most violent of passions.

Rex didn’t wait for her to settle. He gripped her waist so hard his knuckles turned white, and with a guttural, predatory roar, he drove himself home.

THUD!

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

The impact was seismic. Because of the unique, cavernous nature of her draconic anatomy, Rex didn’t just hit her; he felt like he was plunging into a sun.

The magical heat of her interior wrapped around his massive shaft like a living, constricting coil, the iridescent walls pulsing and squeezing him with a strength that would have crushed a mortal man.

"GAAAAAH! REX! IT’S... IT’S TOO DEEP! HHH AAAAH!" Ignivara shrieked, her fingers clawing at the dirt, her nails digging deep furrows into the earth as she fought to stay upright.

Rex began to work her with a brutal, unrelenting rhythm. He wasn’t just fucking her; he was trying to conquer the very element within her.

Each thrust was a violent collision of muscle and magic.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

The sound of his heavy, tanned thighs slamming against her shimmering, iridescent glutes was deafening, a rhythmic percussion to her screams.

"MMMM NNNNGH! HAA! AHH! AHH! AHH!"

Every time he bottomed out, the magical heat of her pussy flared, sending waves of golden light rippling through her skin. The friction was intense, almost searing, as the dragon’s internal heat met the raw, masculine power of his cock. It was a collision of two worlds.

"OH GODS! REX! YOU’RE... YOU’RE BURNING ME! AAAAAH!" she wailed, her head tossing wildly from side to side.

But the "burning" wasn’t pain; it was a transcendental, soul-consuming ecstasy. The magical contractions of her walls were becoming more frequent, more violent, milking him with every single lunge.

Rex leaned forward, his massive chest pressing against her trembling back, his hands moving from her hips to her hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat. He was a beast, and he was treating her like the prize she was.

"Take it! Take all of it, you magnificent beast!" Rex growled, his voice thick with lust. "Feel how much bigger you are than this dragon! Feel how much more you can take!"

SLOP... SCHLUCK... THUD!

The noises were a chaotic symphony of carnal madness. The wet, squelching sounds of his cock sliding through her magically lubricated, heat-radiating depths; the heavy, rhythmic slapping of flesh on flesh; and the unending, high-pitched cries of a goddess being brought to her knees.

"AAAAAH! HHHH! NNNGH! REX! REX! REX!"

She was losing herself. The instinct to submit to his sheer, overwhelming force completely overwrote the dragon’s instinct to fight.

Her internal temperature was skyrocketing; the air around her began to shimmer with the sheer magical output of her pleasure. She felt as though her very core was melting, turning into a liquid state of pure, unadulterated sensation.

"Mmmph... GAAAAAH! IT’S... IT’S TOO MUCH! THE FIRE! THE FIRE IS COMING!"

She was on the precipice again, her draconic anatomy glowing brighter and brighter, the golden light pulsing in frantic, jagged bursts as her pussy clamped down on him in a series of rhythmic, magical spasms that threatened to pull the very life from his body. She was a storm of heat, sound, and light, and Rex was the anchor, driving himself deeper and deeper into the heart of the flame.