Chapter 788 The Inconvenience of Being a Dragon [R-18]

Chapter 788 The Inconvenience of Being a Dragon [R-18]

As the meeting ended, Arad walked out of the room with everyone except Roberta who was going to read more about the situation. Her job was now to use the funds granted by both Cerilla, the queen of the elves, and him to develop this region. Arad wanted to take the job himself, but he's probably not cut to telling people what to farm and to try and predict how the market will develop. He has a talent for removing people from the population count, and he should probably stick to that.

Cerilla smiled, "I'll ask Betty to bring the funds from the capital. That should help us start quickly and for you..."

Arad and everyone else would need to fly back to the university tomorrow at dawn, he only had what hours remained before night, and as expected, Roberta had already given him a stupid amount of work.

"You're right, I should go now. I'll teleport back to my house first and then leave." He extended his hand to her and the rest of the ones with him.

After sending everyone to his home, he teleported into the village's entrance and took a deep breath, "Now to work."

Roberta has assigned him a crucial mission, to clear the trees from where the trade roads will go. She simply drew him lines on a map and told him, "Pluck the trees out. Can you do it before tomorrow?" That was more than fifty kilometers of roads.

As Arad transformed into his draconic form, the kids in the village and barbarian's cliff uphill started pointing at him as his wings blotted the sun. The fighters and barbarians got ready for a fight.

"Boy..." A barbarian growled, "Inside...danger." He picked an axe and rushed forward with the clan's best fighters.

The men at the village rushed toward Arad, "Lord Arad! Should we evacuate the village?"

He looked at them with a puzzled face for a second before realizing what was happening. He usually only transforms when a thread has been detected, so seeing him in his draconic form must've sent them on high alert.

"AH! Don't worry; I'm only going to clear parts of the forest to set roads. There is no monster around, it's safe." He waved his front claws and the people sighed in relief.

Soon after, the barbarian reached Arad and found he had just started pulling trees out of the ground with his claws.Fôll0w current novÊls on n/o/(v)/3l/b((in).(co/m)

"Monster?!" The leader of the barbarians growled.

"No, trees cut." Arad pulled a tree from its root in front of them. They immediately understood that he wanted to pull trees down and that there was no monster. They even cleared parts of the forest to lay camp or bury the dead, so it wasn't strange to them. After confirming that, the barbarian began helping Arad cut the trees, but they ended up leaving stumps in the ground so Arad made them scout the area ahead for monsters instead of directly helping him.

Arad quickly got into a rhythm and started pulling trees faster and faster. He finished the roads just an hour before midnight and returned home.

With his other hand, he pushed her nightgown to the side, slowly pulled her pajama pants down, and started rubbing her opal white peach. "Stop biting or I'll slap you." He whispered in her ear. But almost as if she was deaf, the only thing she kept doing was trying to bite his fingers.

SLAP! Arad smacked her butt with a moderate amount of force. To Eris that felt like a slightly painful hit, but if he had hit a human with it, they'd probably die of pain. Her body wiggled, contorting back... "Why...hit me..." She stared at him, her blurry vision finally returning slowly to her. "Wait...again." She mumbled.

"Got drunk again." Arad replied with a smile, "How do you feel."

"My butt stings a lot." She mumbled, looking away with a burning red face.

"Come on, remind me. What was that bet you set last time?" Hearing Arad's question, she looked away. She could feel Arad's hand slowly tightening on her butt cheeks.

"Come on. Say it... You were the one to set the rules, weren't you?"

"I said I won't get drunk on your blood next time..." She mumbled.

"And. What if you did get drunk on it? You were quite confident of yourself back then." He slapped her butt once again and she gasped...

"You're mean..." She stared at him with teary eyes, "But... I'm the one who said..." She sighed, "If I did get drunk, I'd accept a full rough night with no rest."

With Arad being a dragon, his stamina and action time were far longer than that of a human. Even the stimulation he required wasn't something a normal woman could endure. He needs to be fast, and rough, and even with that, it'll take probably an hour to get him to release a load. The first few times they did it was normal since he was technically inexperienced, but now his true stamina started showing up.

None of the girls could withstand a full night with him, except Merida and Eris who have their special bodies. But now with Aella, Isdis, and Mira, it's only them feeling good while Arad is getting nothing. They just aren't durable enough for him to get real.

Now that even Eris and Merida could barely keep up with him, they've started to ease up more on letting more wives join in.

Eris stared at Arad with fearful yet anticipating eyes, "Can you please...well, at least..." She mumbled.

Arad giggled, "Sorry, I was joking. You don't have to put up with any of this." He gave her a deep kiss, "I'll be as gentle as I could."

Eris pushed him away, "No, I promised you... I can't be the only one feeling good...Let's do it, but at least..." She stared at him with a serious face. "Suck my toes while we do it." She's a half-elf after all...