--- CHAPTER 64: (R18) Embracing the Dragon's Flame ---
"husband!"
Onyxia's voice became very gentle, and she seemed a little overwhelmed. A hot cock was rubbing between her legs, itchy and slippery, the teasing friction building an unbearable tension as Arthas ground against her folds, his tip nudging her entrance without entering, drawing out her wetness in slow, deliberate strokes. She felt it was not good, but she couldn't find a reason to refuse. She had never experienced such a novel contact before. She couldn't help but tense up, but couldn't move under Arthas's strong embrace. As Arthas's big hands stroked up and down, Onyxia was even surprised to find that her body was inexplicably hot, and between her legs became wet, as if the moisture in her body was flowing out uncontrollably, her pussy aching with need from the prolonged foreplay.
Arthas felt as if there was a fire burning in his stomach. His hand, which was clasped around Onyxia's slender waist, could not help but slide down slowly. While Onyxia was trembling, his hand directly grasped her round and plump ass. The extremely smooth and elastic feeling of fullness instantly filled his entire palm, squeezing firmly to heighten her arousal.
"Wife, you are so beautiful! Your pussy's dripping for my cock already—fuck, I can't wait to bury myself inside you."
"Um...husband!"
Onyxia didn't know how to respond. It was really ridiculous that Katrana, the elegant noblewoman who had walked through a sea of flowers without getting hurt, was actually a virgin. Would the nobles who had played tricks on her would be so ashamed that they would want to die if they knew about this?
Arthas straightened Onyxia's body, and Onyxia's body was completely exposed in front of him. The jade-like soft skin beats the frost and snow, and is as white and greasy as if it is about to melt. A pair of white and round breasts are trembling, and the nipples stand out on the chest. The tender and tender nipples are healthy but pink, as attractive as ripe cherries. Arthas couldn't help lowering his head, opening his mouth to hold one of the slightly protruding nipples, and a fragrant fragrance immediately spread from his mouth and tongue, cooling down to the depths of Arthas's heart. He sucked ecstatically, and used his other hand to twist Onyxia's other nipple, pinching it gently, making her nipple sink into the white peaks of her breasts, and then pop out again, the dual stimulation sending jolts of pleasure through her, her breaths quickening as desire built.
As Arthas sucked, she felt an irrepressible feeling instantly spread throughout her body. This strange feeling made Onyxia moan uncontrollably.
"Ah! Hubby...it's so itchy...mmmm...I...I want... your cock... oh... please..."
As the pussy juice overflowed, the cock became soaked. Arthas felt that it was almost right, and the glans of the cock slightly pushed Onyxia's lower body open, ready to enter. The pink pussy lips opened slightly, revealing the fleshy pussy minora wrapped in pussy juice, tightly closed to protect the virgin's chastity. Slowly pushing the cock up, the whole person pushed forward, and Onyxia's slit-like hole was suddenly stretched wide. Arthas's cock could not wait to squeeze in half, and Onyxia trembled all over. Her light eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and her beautiful eyes oozing crystal tears, the initial burn of penetration mixing pain with the raw emotion of surrender.
Feeling uncomfortable, Onyxia wanted to twist her waist, but she was held by Arthas and couldn't move. Her muscles were stiff because they were stretched, but she couldn't get rid of the foreign object in her body. Onyxia felt as if someone had stuffed a piece of burning charcoal into her lower body. The incredibly hot thing not only had a scorching heat, but also kept squirming and grinding deeper, obviously trying to drill deeper into her body. This feeling made Onyxia inexplicably shocked, uneasy but unable to resist, and she could only express her inner protest with the heavy breaths emitted from her nose.
"You are mine, Onyxia, I love you! Your pussy's gripping my cock like it never wants to let go—fuck, you're perfect."
He held Onyxia's delicate body tightly with both hands, and with a sudden force, he pushed his thick and long cock all the way in. This impact was extremely heavy, and Arthas felt that his cock had broken through a wall and crashed into a soft place. The soft, tentacle-like wrapping and squirming made Arthas breathe in comfort, the intense fullness sending waves of carnal energy through them both.
"Ah! Bastard..."
Onyxia screamed, her two beautiful eyes widened, her forehead was covered with glistening sweat, her small mouth opened wide, but no sound came out. Her whole body was tense, and the pain of losing her virginity made her scream out, it hurts so much! Yet beneath it, a spark of passion ignited, the raw intimacy forging an unbreakable bond.
"Hmm!"
Onyxia was kissed, and Arthas caressed her body, letting her continue to enter a state of confusion and passion, so that making love would be good at this time. A woman's first time is very critical, and once she feels very uncomfortable, it will be difficult to continue to fuck her. Especially since Onyxia is now much stronger than him, although the general direction will not be violated, it will be very annoying if small movements continue, so she must be tamed!
After a while, Arthas separated her lips and asked in a gentle and caring voice, "Are you feeling better?"
"Um!"
Onyxia responded weakly, feeling unsure. She knew that if the Titans were still alive, she would still be Arthas's spouse no matter how strong she was, and that was a fact that could not be changed.
Seeing Onyxia's charming expression, Arthas could not help but start to boldly thrust his cock into her tight pussy. Perhaps because of their different races, Onyxia's pussy flesh was very tight. Every time Arthas thrusted his cock, the intense friction pleasure made him feel like he was floating in the air. Gradually, Onyxia could not help but moan, and a layer of sweat oozed out of her snow-white skin. The soft and white skin also faintly exuded a fragrance, which made Arthas thrust his cock even more savagely while he was intoxicated, the primal rhythm escalating as he gripped her hips, pounding with unrestrained force.
The two eyes showed an intoxicated look, and the cold skin also exuded a trace of warmth. He pumped his cock savagely, holding the pair of firm round jade breasts with both hands, and his fingers occasionally twisted the two nipples, which were also white and pink. As the cock below was pumped, the force became stronger and stronger, making Onyxia's tight cave make a slurping sound, and there seemed to be some bright red blood being brought out.
While stroking the tight pussy, Arthas continued to play with Onyxia's round and tall breasts, kneading and playing with them roughly, changing various shapes in his palms. His lower body kept thrusting, squeezing open the tight tender flesh, and once again going deep into the pussy, making negative distance contact with her, the sensations of heat and tightness fueling their shared ecstasy.
"Well...ah...will you...love me..."
Onyxia asked unconsciously. She was actually very lonely and wanted a relative. Unfortunately, her father and brother were not human. Oh no, they were not human, but dragons. She longed to be loved and protected, her emotions surging amid the passionate onslaught.
The initial friction ignited a cascade of sensations, Onyxia's body responding with involuntary moisture, her tension yielding to Arthas's insistent touch. The unfamiliar heat built within, a torrent she couldn't stem.
His grasp on her curves elicited shudders, the fullness intoxicating under his palm.
Affirmations of beauty intertwined with her hesitant responses, her inexperience a veil over latent desire.
Arthas's oral attentions lavished her peaks, fragrance blooming on his tongue, nipples yielding and rebounding under manipulation.
Irrepressible waves coursed through her, moans escaping as pleasure overrode restraint.
Preparation complete, entry commenced—initial breach drawing tears, her form quaking under invasion's sting.
Discomfort mounted, the intrusion a searing intrusion, her protests nasal and futile.
Declarations of possession preceded full penetration, barrier yielding to enveloping warmth.
Screams pierced the air, pain's grip tightening her features, sweat beading in agony.
Comforting caresses followed the kiss, reigniting passion to eclipse discomfort, taming essential for harmony.
Inquiry met affirmation, uncertainty lingering yet subsiding.
Renewed thrusts explored her depths, racial disparities amplifying friction's bliss. Moans crescendoed, sweat and scent mingling in ecstasy.
Eyes glazed in rapture, skin warming under assault. Hands claimed her form, nipples teased amid escalating rhythm, sounds of union echoing.
Persistent play reshaped her, thrusts delving deeper, intimate convergence repeated.
Unbidden query surfaced, vulnerability craving assurance amid loneliness's shadow.
--- END OF CHAPTER 64 ---