Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 154368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 772(@200wpm)___ 617(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 772(@200wpm)___ 617(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Felt her fall apart some more.
Felt her surrender to the pleasure.
And he couldn't hold back anymore. He lifted his head and roared again. Fire poured from his mouth, hitting the ceiling, the walls, everything.
And he came.
His big cock pulsed inside her pussy.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
His cum flooded Sol's pussy.
Hot.
Thick.
Glittering gold.
And he couldn’t stop. He'd been backed up for centuries, and now it was all pouring out.
Filling her.
Overflowing.
So much cum that it had nowhere to go. It spilled out of her pussy. Dripped down her thighs. Pooled on the burning sheets.
He felt her walls flutter and spasm around his pulsing cock as more thick jets flooded her pussy. Soon her belly began to visibly round and rise with the sheer volume of cum he was pumping into her. The sight of this made Korin come even more.
His cock kept on pulsing.
Kept filling her.
Until the pressure was so much that cum leaked from her mouth.
From her nose.
Sol gasped and almost choked on his cum.
Her eyes went wide as gold tears left her eyes and streamed down her brown skin.
But she didn't push him away, she took everything he had to give.
Korin groaned.
"That's it. Good little queen.” His hips jerked. More cum poured into her.
"You're going to take my brother's cock too," Korin snarled. "Going to take both of us at the same time.”
“Oh!”
“Going to be so full of our cocks and cum that you won't be able to think about anything else."
Sol whimpered and her body trembled beneath him.
"We're your slaves for pleasure. For comfort. For whatever you need. We'll fuck you until you can't walk. Until you're addicted. Until you can't live without us inside you."
“Oh, king!”
"You're going to swell with our young, little queen," he snarled against her ear. "Going to keep you plugged and leaking for days. Our perfect cum-dump queen, addicted to dragon seed until you beg for more every waking hour."
One more pulse.
One more wave of cum.
And finally, it stopped.
"Dear Gods!" Korin collapsed on top of her. His chest heaved. His body was spent. The beast retreated slowly, pulling back behind his ribs like a tide going out. His vision faded from gold back to normal. The scales that had been trying to push out of his arms sank down and disappeared.
He was himself again.
Emptied.
Shaking.
And the room was still burning.
The bed was a wreck.
Flames licked the walls. The silk sheets beneath and around them had blackened to ash. The carved bedposts glowed molten orange. Smoke curled upward in lazy spirals.
Meanwhile, ice covered the ceiling.
But his queen was okay.
The gold chain of their soul bond settled and then went invisible. But it was still there, he could feel Sol's heartbeat through it—slower now, calming, her ice cooling to a gentle frost that soothed his scorched insides.
He lifted his head and gazed at her.
Although she was panting, she was smiling.
When he finally eased his cock out of her, a thick gush of glittering gold poured from her pussy’s stretched entrance, dripping in heavy strands over her ass and onto the ash-strewn sheets. Her pussy lips were swollen, glistening, framed by the mess he'd made—his claim painted across her in molten light.
"Beautiful," he murmured.
Sol looked up at him. "That was. . ."
“Perfect?” Korin finished.
"Yes."
He grinned, leaned down, and kissed her softly. "Welcome to eternity, little queen."
When he pulled back, Sol's eyes were shining.
Sol touched his face with shaking fingers. “Thank you.”
He blinked.
“It. . .felt so good and. . .”
He raised his brows.
“And you were so careful.”
Korin's throat tightened. He turned his face into her palm and kissed it. He didn't trust his voice. A hundred years alone with his twin, and she was thanking him. “No, little queen. I plan to spend the rest of life thanking you over and over again.”
Chapter forty-six
Between Pages
Nyomi
As I read, the room around me dissolved. Kaoru, Yoichi, the chef, and staff could have all been on fire and I wouldn't have noticed because Korin's beast had taken over, and the bed was cracking against the wall, and Sol was screaming his name, and then this man—this insane, beautiful, fire-breathing man—lowered his mouth and blew flames directly onto her clit.
Say what now?
I reread the line and grinned.
Alright, Korin.
Then, the story went full hentai. Sol's belly rose with the sheer volume of his cum. The stuff was leaking from her mouth, her nose.
What is really going on?!! Don’t drown her in cum, Korin!
I had to fan myself from the heat.
Kenji? You read this as a kid? No wonder you are so damn nasty.
Heat crawled up my neck as I got ready to read the next chapter.
God, I hope Pyrran doesn’t come back and start fighting with Korin. I want them all cool so I can get me a nice double penetration scene.
I shifted in my chair and pressed my thighs together.
Kaoru's phone rang.
I looked up and the kitchen hit me all at once. The clatter of ceramic, the hiss of steam, Chef Bunzō's soothing voice as he spoke Japanese.