Chen Shi didn't rush.
He had the high ground.
His hands roamed over her massive, pale body like a conqueror mapping new territory.
Slide. Squeeze.
He tweaked a nipple. Hard.
"Ah!"
He ran a thumb down the skin of her inner thigh.
"Haa..."
Pinch.
He found a spot behind her ear.
Then the soft hollow of her throat.
Every touch elicited a shudder. A gasp. A twitch.
"Interesting."
He whispered into her ear.
"For a Ghost Queen..."
"Your wiring is exactly the same as a human's."
"Maybe even... more sensitive?"
"Shut... shut up..."
Cecilia turned her head, biting her lip.
Her face was burning.
Her body was betraying her.
The "Dragon Saliva" he had fed her was working its magic.
It was circulating in her blood. Turning her resistance into pure, liquid heat.
"You say stop..."
Chen Shi's hand drifted lower. brushing against the wet, pink entrance.
"But you are leaking like a broken faucet, Lady Cecilia."
"Look at this mess."
"You are flooding the bed."
"No... I..."
Cecilia tried to close her legs.
But the pleasure was too sharp. Too demanding.
She couldn't hold on anymore.
Her dignity crumbled.
SNAP.
Blue light flashed.
The tattered white dress vanished into thin air.
Leaving her completely naked on the velvet.
She squeezed her eyes shut.
Turned her head to the side, burying her face in the pillow.
Shakily.
She spread her legs wide.
Opening the gates.
Exposing everything to him.
"Do it..."
Her voice was barely a whisper.
"Just... hurry up."
"Put it in."
Chen Shi grinned.
"Hurry?"
"A moment ago you were kicking me off."
"You were just pretending, weren't you?"
"You wanted this all along."
He reached back.
And swung his hand.
SMACK.
His palm connected with her massive buttock.
The sound was thunderous.
Crisp.
WOBBLE.
The impact sent a shockwave through the flesh.
A mesmerizing ripple of white fat and muscle rolled across her hip.
Bouncing. Shaking.
"Ah!"
Cecilia gasped, arching her back.
The pain mixed with the pleasure instantly.
Chen Shi watched the ripple fade.
Drunk on the sight.
"Beautiful."
He moved into position.
Kneeling between her thighs.
The "Dragon Root" was ready.
Glistening with her fluids and sweat.
Angry. Veiny. Harder than steel.
He pressed the tip against her entrance.
Rub.
He didn't enter yet.
He just ground the head against her clitoris.
Smearing the wetness around.
"Look at you, Cecilia."
"The Great Lady of the Manor."
"Begging a human rookie to breed her."
"Does your other personality know you are this loose?"
Cecilia's face was scarlet.
She covered her mouth with both hands.
Muffling a sob.
What am I doing?!
I am a S-Rank Ghost!
I am letting him humiliate me!
But....why does it feel so good?!
She refused to speak. Refused to beg.
Chen Shi stopped moving.
"Silence?"
"I don't like silence."
He leaned down.
His chest pressing against her belly.
"I prefer to hear you sing."
He grabbed her hips.
Hard. Digging his fingers into the soft flesh to anchor himself.
"Scream for me."
He pulled back.
And thrust.
SCHLUCK.
He buried it to the hilt in one violent motion.
SCHLUCK.
The sound was wet. Heavy. Absolute.
Chen Shi buried himself to the hilt.
Hitting the deepest, darkest wall of her womb.
Lady Cecilia's body went rigid.
Like a bowstring pulled to its snapping point.
Her toes—perfect, white, and manicured—curled violently, digging into the velvet sheets, tearing the fabric.
Her back arched off the mattress.
"Mmmph!!!!!!"
A muffled scream vibrated against her palms.
She pressed her hands harder over her mouth.
Trying to keep her dignity.
Chen Shi felt the walls clamp down on him.
It was tight.
So tight it felt like being squeezed by a velvet vice.
Hot. Pulsing. Suctioning him deeper.
He looked down at her defiant, covered face.
And sneered.
"Still quiet?"
"You have a lot of endurance, Lady."
"Let's see how long that lasts."
He pulled back.
Almost all the way out.
Leaving just the mushroom head hooked inside the entrance.
Then.
SLAM.
He drove his hips forward like a pile driver.
PLAP.
The collision of his pelvis against her massive, soft buttocks created a shockwave.
WOBBLE. JIGGLE.
Her entire body rippled.
From her thighs to her chest.
Her massive breasts bounced violently, slapping against her own chin, knocking the wind out of her.
SLAM. SLAM. SLAM.
Chen Shi increased the tempo.
Schluck. Plap. Schluck. Plap.
The room filled with the lewd, wet noise of friction.
It sounded like stirring a pot of thick macaroni.
"Oh... oh... mmph!"
Cecilia's resolve cracked.
Every thrust hit that swollen spot inside.
That "button" he had prepped with his tongue earlier.
Rub. Grind. Hit.
"Open your eyes!"
Chen Shi roared.
He reached down.
Grabbing her wrists.
And ripped her hands away from her face.
"No hiding!"
"AHHH! TOO DEEP! IT'S TOO BIG!"
Her voice broke free.
Shattering the air.
Her face was a mess of tears, sweat, and flushed desire.
Her mouth hung open, drool connecting her lips.
"That's it!"
"Sing for me!"
He grabbed her legs.
Lifting them high.
Pressing her knees against her shoulders.
The Mating Press.
This angle opened her up completely.
Shortening the canal.
Making every inch of the "Dragon Root" hit the cervix directly.
THUD. THUD. THUD.
"Nngh! Haa! C-can't!"
"I'm breaking! I'm breaking!"
Cecilia's eyes rolled back.
Her body spasmed.
SQUIRT.
A jet of "Ghost Nectar" erupted from around his shaft.
It shot upward like a geyser.
SPLAT.
It hit Chen Shi squarely in the face.
Warm. Sweet. Sticky.
It coated his eyes. His nose. His mouth.
Dripping down his chin.
The scent of peaches and musk exploded in his senses.
The Yin energy in the fluid soaked into his skin, fueling his stamina even more.
He licked his lips.
Tasting her.
"More fuel?"
"Thank you, Lady."
The visual of her—broken, leaking, eyes white, breasts heaving—snapped his last cord of restraint.
"I'm finishing this."
"Take it all!"
He grabbed her hips.
Embedding his fingers into the soft flesh until bruises formed.
He pumped.
Fast.
Blurringly fast.
PAPAPAPAPAPAPA!
The sound was a continuous drumroll of flesh on flesh.
"CUMMING!"
He roared.
He drove it in one last time.
Burying it to the root.
And held it there.
LOCK.
The "Dragon Root" swelled instantly.
Expanding inside her womb to lock in place.
PFFFT!
The valve opened.
It wasn't a stream.
It was a flood.
True Dragon Essence.
Scalding hot lava.
GUSH. GUSH. GUSH.
Wave after wave of thick, white, life-giving fluid pumped directly into her core.
"GYAAAAAAHHH!"
Cecilia arched her back high in the air.
Her mouth opened in a silent scream.
Her eyes rolled completely white.
The volume was impossible.
It kept coming.
Five seconds.
Ten seconds.
Twenty seconds.
It filled every fold.
Every wrinkle.
And then...
The Visual.
Chen Shi watched, panting, looking down at her lower abdomen.
Under the pale, sweat-slicked skin of her belly...
A shape began to form.
Bulge.
It rose.
A distinct, round mound pushed upward just above her pubic bone.
Her womb was being filled to capacity.
Stretched taut by the sheer volume of his donation.
Glug... Glug...
He could almost hear the sound of her filling up like a water balloon.
Finally.
The last drop was squeezed out.
Chen Shi collapsed forward.
Breathing heavily against her breast.
"Full... tank..."
Lady Cecilia lay there.
Twitching.
Unconscious from the pleasure.
Her belly distended and glowing with a faint golden light.
Leaking overflowing white fluids onto the red sheets.
Completely defeated.