Chapter 94: Forbidden Knowledge – Part 2

Chapter 94: Forbidden Knowledge – Part 2

Before we start salivating over Tista, there's something that we need to clarify.

I use a lull in the conversation to broach the topic, "I keep friendship and work separate. You may say no to any of our advances, and that will have no influence on our work relationship. Know that I'm a rather pious man, and I won't use my position as a Crown Lord for anything inappropriate."

It feels odd saying that I'm "pious," but my "Piety" is at 18 now, and that's just about the norm for the lower-end of priests.

My relationship with the Gods is weird, though. I don't particularly like them, I just have a mindset similar to theirs, or to some of them at least, so my "Piety" keeps increasing without much effort on my part.

Tista flushes tomato-red, but she nods in understanding and shyly smiles.

With that out of the way, it's time to take a bite.

I touch her chin with a claw so that she looks at me, and I stare deep into her eyes as I say, "Your presence arouses me, Tista. I can't stop thinking about how you'd look naked."

Her lips tremble, and her breathing gets louder. "M-my Lord. I-I..."

She seems to have lost her ability to speak, so I strike again, "Yes, you. What about you? What do think about me and my 'draconified' body?"

She breathes in deeply and looks at the claw poking her chin. "It's amazing, my Lord," she breathes softly, then her eyes fill with vigor as she stares into mine. "It's so gallant and fearsome," she compliments, and I notice how her voice has become a pitch higher

"She's a dragon fetishist," Yunia offhandedly remarks inside my mind, then focuses back on their meeting again.

I smirk in delight. Finally, I'm not just "cute" anymore. "Do you want to see me naked?" I ask with a husky tone.

"Yes," she answers without hesitation.

Alissa's hand lands on hers. "Then, come," my wingwoman whispers sensually and rises from her seat, pulling Tista up with her, then she guides the mature elf to our bed, a gentle smile gracing her lips.

Tista has long, perfectly straight, golden hair parted into two sides, each pouring over a shoulder like a sheet of silk. Her features are rounder than the usual elf's, with cute round eyes and a wide smile that flaunts her white teeth. Her faintly pigmented skin and dimples show her age, but they only enhance her refined cuteness.

Alissa helps her sit on the bed, and they both turn to take in my approach.

Elven clothes are designed to be easily removed, so it only takes me a couple of seconds to take off my elven golden vest, then my thin, semi-transparent white shirt.

I feel their eyes scanning over my sculpted chest, admiring my athletic build and the scars adorning my skin.

A few more movements, and the pants fall down to the floor, revealing the Weapon, armed and ready. Just to make it a bit more threatening, I visibly cover it with scattered small silver spikes, and Tista gasps at the sight.

Then Alissa starts whispering dirty words in her ear as she pulls on the strings of her elven not-bikini. The transparent stripes of cloth quickly fall away with just a few pulls, revealing her thin, Lady-like body, lacking in both muscle and fat, then her top follows them, exposing her modest, round breasts.

I stop before them, then Alissa's hand drifts downwards until it reaches her pussy, and she starts massaging it through the thin cloth to get her ready for me. Tista's legs gradually spread apart on their own as the gates of heaven open themselves to me.

I lean over Tista and grip her breasts with my claws, then I invade her trembling mouth and give her a world of pleasure through her tongue.

The foreplay is short since she isn't used to the intensity of our combined efforts, and soon, I hear the sound of moist panties like the ringing of a bell telling me that the next round is about to start.

Alissa undoes Tista's not-bikini's bottom and pulls it away in one swift move, lifting the curtain to heaven.

I break the kiss and stare at her reddened and glistening slit, then I lick my lips. I feel her hot breath on my face, and I glance at her, noticing how her expression seems misty from her letting herself relax and surrender to me.

I let go of her breasts and grab her waist, then I thrust.

She squeaks like a cute little animal, and her entire body shudders, then I coat her insides with my spirit touch, and she starts losing all control over her voice.

I pull back, and Alissa drizzles some warm lube on my shaft, then I start Ravaging her slick pussy.

I give her pleasure that no man has ever given her before. Not the kind that only a dragonkin like Hana could withstand, but a perfectly measured experience based on what I've learned from Ravaging a wide variety of women.

I want her to pass out from pleasure, to have her mind blown, to make this day as special and memorable as the day she kissed her first love. I want her to truly worship my cock.

Every thrust I make must wring out a deeper, wilder moan from her as her mind retreats into a state of pure lust. Every orgasm she feels must be longer and more intense than the one before it as all her inhibitions are chipped away. Every second of the experience must be filled with a growing tsunami of pure pleasure until her heart can't take it anymore.

I savor her skin, her lips, her nipples, her pussy. I act like an incubus and drain her of energy as I enjoy every bit of her femininity.

But all good things must come to an end, and Tista isn't a well-trained soldier in the war of sex, so she quickly succumbs to the Great Magical Dick.

"DO YOU WANT THIS COCK?!" I angrily shout at her.

"YES, YES, YES! GIVE IT TO ME!" She follows my lead like the good, obedient worshiper she is.

"DO YOU WANT MY SEED?!"

"YES~! CUM INSIDE ME!" She shouts at the top of her lungs.

"THEN HAVE IT!"

I cover her entire body with my spirit-touch, triggering a sucker punch of an orgasm that makes her nearly black out.

Her legs instinctively wrap around my waist to prevent me from pulling out as I flood her vagina with my thick, magical, draconic seed.

She convulses for a few more seconds, then her body goes limp on the bed. Alissa caresses her forehead lovingly, then gives her a goodnight kiss on the lips.

I pull my dick out and let out a sigh of satisfaction. Though that would normally be just the beginning of the Ravaging if it were with the other girls, it's good enough for me.

Tista seems dazed, as if she's high on weed, with her mouth loosely hanging open and her lips curled in a faint smile. The series of consecutive orgasms from the spirit touch and my shape-shifting cock seems to be a bit too intense for the uninitiated.

She's the first woman outside of the harem that I've fucked in a while, and I feel a very different sort of pleasure from the usual. It's invigorating in an "I've done a good deed" kind of way. I admit that some of the pleasure of it comes from Alissa's own depravity, but I also enjoyed it from the depths of my heart to make Tista as happy as she looks right now.

It's one of the greatest acts of kindness that I could give to a woman: the blessing of my Cock. There's nothing depraved or degenerate about it. It's a pure, holy thing, truly. I'm making women happy through sex simply because I enjoy seeing them happy.

Unfortunately, I'm decidedly not bisexual, so I can't give the blessings of my glorious cock to everyone. Perhaps my children will, and the holy weredragon race will spread its love throughout the land, making all the other races ascend into better people through sexual satisfaction.

I'm truly the God of Sex.

Hghn...!

Ciel pokes my soul to make me stop blaspheming. I'll be a God when I become a God, and not before that.

Alissa cleans up Tista like the good cum-cleaning slave she is, giving the dazed elf one final burst of pleasure, like the cherry on top of a cake.

Tista's sensual, faint moans put me right back in the mood again, so once Alissa is done, I fuck her doggy-style on top of Tista.

After a quickie and then cleaning herself, Alissa pulls out a sponge to wipe off the sweat from Tista's aged, but very soft skin. Meanwhile, I pull out a brush and do her hair, applying some of our personal elven hair lotion while I [Massage] her brain with tentacles.

Her clouded mind slowly clears, and life returns to her eyes, then she starts trying to understand her situation.

"M-my Lord...?" She shyly asks in confusion.

"I'm applying some of Yunia's hair lotion. It'll make your hair shine brighter and keep it from frizzing. Or would you prefer something else? We have all sorts of hair products that you might like."

Her round eyes open wide, making her face look even cuter. "No, that's fine... but you don't need to waste your products on me."

I smile kindly at her and whisper, "It's not a waste, and I enjoy doing these sorts of things."

She relents, then closes her eyes and starts to become drowsy. "Thank you... my Lord... for the honor..."

We help her put on her clothes, which Yunia tells me is called a "hanging dousnadeia," then we let her have a nap as we finish our tea.

I drink some orange juice with milk and eat a soft fruit cake with meringue. The cake is simple but so well done that its texture feels like silk on my tongue.

Then Alissa sits on my lap and plays with my scales while we wait for the rest of the girls to arrive.

Hana is the first to burst into the room. She wants to shout as she enters, but Alissa shuts her mouth through [Bind], forcing Hana to speak through my soul space instead. "You fucked her without me?!" She complains like a child that was denied dessert.

"She's not really bisexual," Alissa points out and sends an apologetic smile.

"Fucking hell. Well, whatever, I got a woman to fuck, too! Tonight, we're doing her, Wolfy!"

"If you start fucking your Lordsguard or the servants, we'll get a reputation," Yunia warns us, briefly shifting her focus away from their meeting.

"A 'good' reputation, or a 'bad' one?" Roxanne tentatively asks for clarification.

Her little black hind paws come into my sight, then I see her fluffy body as it gets closer, and closer, and closer.

The fluffiness gets so close to my claws that I can almost feel its softness against my hard scales. I can smell it, and I can almost taste it. Just a little more, just a little faster...

The cheeky fox is now in a full sprint, unable to shake me off, and desperately running from its hunter since it realizes that it bit off more than it could chew.

She makes a sudden turn and darts to a corridor, but I'm already used to her near-instant changes in direction, so I use my wings to help me make the quick turn.

We enter a corridor that leads to one of the lower rooms, and I start to salivate at the alluring sway of her body. It's so entrancing that it even gives me a fresh burst of energy, which I use to leap forward.

I glide over her and use my claws to grab onto her fur, nabbing her from the floor.

She loses her footing as I lift her up, flapping my wings desperately, but I'm an inexperienced flier, so we crash down onto the waxed floor a moment later.

We slide a fairly long distance, then I hit the wall with my back, but I keep the little fox secured tightly in my claws.

I immediately recover, but she remains still on the floor, though I know that she certainly isn't dead or passed out.

I climb on top of her, my toothy mouth ajar, drooling with desire, then I glare at her beady, upturned eyes.

She yips playfully and shows me her belly, her legs spread apart as much as she can.

This female is mine, my prey, my toy, my mate.

My spiky dragon cock slides out of its sheath, already completely wet with my lewd juices.

She suddenly licks my snout, and I lick her back reflexively, then our tongues touch, sending an electrifying jolt of pleasure through my spine and down to my cock, which twitches and drips in excitement.

The cheekiness in her eyes goes away, leaving only a submissive female fox waiting for her mate to start.

I don't waste another second and lower my hips, my wet cock sliding in easily, and she lets out a painful squeak as I fill her vagina with my thickness.

She turns around, spinning on my dick, and gets up so that I'm doing her from behind, then she presses her fluffy body against me, and nuzzles her head against mine.

My hips move on their own, and I breed her until hers give out.

Alissa and I head back to the main hall while holding hands, my padded claws interlaced with her soft human fingers, and silly smiles stamped on our faces.

She's exhausted for the day, but she has no regrets.

When we get back, Dokkan's annoyed glare immediately finds us.

"I'll ask that you remain still, my Lord. I need to make the finishing touches," she requests sternly, and I nod with a wry smile.

We're not sorry.

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