Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP

Snap!

Ash’s arm remained wrapped around the Dream’s waist as Creara snapped her fingers with a playful smile...

A massive, luxurious bed materialized behind them — wide enough for an orgy, draped in silken sheets of white and gold that shimmered into existence.

The frame was dark, elegant wood carved with subtle dream motifs that seemed to move when looked at too long.

Ash guided the Dream backward with gentle but firm hands until the back of her knees touched the edge of the bed. He eased her down onto it, laying her on her back as he climbed over her, his body hovering above hers.

"This wasn’t the plan, but from this day onwards" he murmured, voice low and warm against her ear.

"Your... mines."

Though Ash truly didn’t plan to make a wife out of her.... he already had thousands of concubines, so one more wouldn’t hurt.

With those words... he started slow, reverent.

His lips brushed her collarbone, then trailed lower, leaving a trail of soft, open-mouthed kisses and gentle sucks that bloomed into faint red marks across her pale, ethereal skin.

Each kiss drew a shaky breath from her, her body arching instinctively toward him.

When he reached her breasts, he took his time — tongue circling one nipple before sucking it into his mouth, teasing the other with his fingers.

The Dream gasped, her hands gripping the sheets as unfamiliar pleasure sparked through her.

"Ah... Ash that... that feels..."

She couldn’t finish the sentence.

Her voice broke into a soft moan as Ash moved lower, kissing down her stomach, over her hips, until he settled between her thighs.

He looked up at her, reddish eyes dark with desire.

"Relax for me," he said gently. "I’ve got you."

Hearing this, she subconsciously let go.... Then his mouth was on her.

His tongue slid along her folds, slow and deliberate, tasting her. The Dream’s back arched sharply, a loud, surprised cry escaping her lips.

"Oh—! What— what is aaH~!"

She had never felt anything like it.

The wet heat of his tongue, the way he licked and sucked at her most sensitive spot — it was overwhelming. Her thighs trembled, trying to close around his head, but Ash held them open with strong hands, continuing his slow, thorough worship.

Slurp... mmm... lick...

The wet, obscene sounds of his mouth working her filled the chamber.

The Dream’s moans grew louder, more desperate, her hips bucking against his face as pleasure she had never known built inside her.

"Oh my....I— I can’t!"

Hearing her pleas.... Ash didn’t stop. Instead, he moved to her clit... and it into his mouth, tongue flicking rapidly until she shattered.

"AHHHH~~"

SPURT!!!!

Her orgasm crashed over her like a wave. Her body tensed, back bowing off the bed as she cried out, thighs shaking violently around him.

Hot, sweet fluid coated his tongue as she came hard, her voice breaking into a long, trembling moan.

Ash stayed between her legs until the last shudder passed, then kissed his way back up her body, leaving more marks as he went.

He positioned himself between her spread thighs, the head of his cock pressing against her slick entrance.

"Ready?" he asked softly, brushing a strand of silver hair from her face.

The Dream nodded breathlessly, eyes glazed with lust.

"Please teach me more..."

Hearing this, Ash smiled while licking his lips, then without another moment pushed inside her in one slow, deep thrust.

"Fuck..." He groaned before moving.

The Dream’s eyes rolled back, a loud, broken moan tearing from her throat as she was filled completely.

"Ahh—! So big!"

Ash groaned again, his hips rolling as he started a steady rhythm, fucking her deep and slow at first.

Each thrust was deliberate, letting her feel every inch as he buried himself to the hilt before pulling back almost completely, only to slide in again with a wet, obscene schlup.

"You feel that?" he murmured against her ear, voice husky. "This pussy.... it’s forever mine~"

The Dream’s hands clutched at his back, nails digging into his skin as her body arched beneath him.

"Yes— I feel it— every... every part of you!"

"...It’s too much— but don’t stop— please!!!"

PAH! PAH! PAH!

The wet sound of their bodies meeting filled the chamber, her slick arousal coating his cock and dripping down onto the sheets with every thrust.

Ash leaned down, capturing one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking hard on the nipple while his hips kept that deep, grinding rhythm.

From the side, the three spirits watched with heated eyes.

Elysia had her hand between her thighs, fingers moving in slow, lazy circles over her clit as she bit her lip, eyes half-lidded.

"Mmm... look at how she’s taking him," she whispered breathlessly.

Creara was far less restrained — two fingers buried deep inside herself, pumping in and out with wet schlick sounds as she moaned openly.

"Fuck, she’s so loud already... I love it," she purred, her free hand squeezing her own breast.

Unara floated with her legs spread wide, her hand rubbing her clit frantically as she whimpered cutely.

"So pretty... the way she’s moaning for Master... I want to hear more~"

After half an hour, Ash shifted positions, turning the Dream onto her side.

He then lifted one of her legs high, hooking it over his shoulder as he slid back inside her, thrusting deeper from this new angle.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

The new position allowed him to hit even deeper, the head of his cock rubbing against her sensitive spot inside her with every powerful stroke.

The Dream cried out, her voice breaking into desperate, needy moans.

"There—Ash— it’s— it’s hitting somethin..... I’m— I’m going to—!"

Ash groaned, his hips snapping forward harder, the wet slapping sounds growing louder as he fucked her with deep, possessive strokes.

"That’s it," he growled against her neck, biting down gently. "Cum for me. Let him hear how good you feel with me inside you."

"AHHHHH!!!!!"

SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!!!!

The Dream’s body tensed, her walls clenching around him as she came hard — a loud, shuddering cry tearing from her throat as she squirted around his cock, hot fluid soaking his thighs and the sheets beneath them.

Ash didn’t stop, continuing to thrust through her orgasm, drawing it out until she was trembling and whimpering beneath him.

The three spirits’ own moans mixed with hers — Elysia gasping softly, Creara moaning shamelessly, Unara letting out cute, high-pitched whimpers as they pleasured themselves to the sight.

Ash leaned down, kissing the Dream deeply as he slowed his thrusts, savoring the way her body still fluttered around him.

But... he was far from done.