Book 15: Chapter 69
Irina went downstairs, walking similarly to a zombie. Her mind was literally blank. All she could think of was Troy’s warm and soft hand that she touched in addition to his soft and blissfully warm lips. The thought of those things would trigger a surge of a warm liquid to course down her legs, and she would oddly feel empty, yet ecstatic. She’d have an unstoppable urge to stroke her thighs. Her clothes were merely her scales. She, therefore, was soon nude. She knelt down on the golden floor and desperately rubbed herself.
“What am I doing? What in the world am I doing?” Irina repeatedly asked herself.
Irina stopped wondering to herself and focused all her attention on making herself feel good. All she thought about was satisfying the empty feeling. She did it over and over again. Her pants echoed in the main hall.
“I’ve been an adult for so long, and it’s not my first time touching a man, either. Why do I crave him after our first time? Why do I feel this way? Why do I feel so empty?” Irina asked herself.
*Pant… Pant… Pant…*
The young girl knelt on the ground. She had lost count of how many times she did it. Her warm body liquid that contained an odd scent was flowing on the gold. The scent belonged to dragons. It was a scent that triggered a male dragon’s lust, but the man with her at the moment wasn’t a dragon, yet she didn’t stop. She desperately told herself what she should do. She told herself to stop. She had no idea what she was doing, but she couldn’t stop. Her hands wouldn’t stop. She only stopped once she ran out of energy.
“Irina, what are you doing? Didn’t Mommy call you, why haven’t you come y-? What’s the matter?!”
Camille came up to Irina from behind. When she saw her daughter on the ground, she panicked and rushed over to help her up. She blankly looked at the tears and saliva on her daughter’s pretty face. She also saw the love hearts in her daughter’s eyes that had rolled back. She was shocked to see Irina’s body so hot and convulsing. Using a spell, Camille summoned a light to her hand that gradually calmed her daughter down.
“Mom…”