Book 15: Chapter 80
When one is forced to do something originally with pure intent, they will come to hate it and be annoyed by it in the end even if it makes them feel good and is enjoyable. Irina had a great body. She was a powerful dragon and lacked experience, but dragons seemed to be sexual intercourse monsters by nature. Dragons’ possessed strong muscles. I was locked in her embrace as if I was caught by an octopus. Her soft and warm body was irresistible, but I couldn’t emotionally invest myself when we did it for such a goal-driven purpose. Irina, however, enjoyed it.
Irina was basically Nier’s copy. At one stage, Nier was worried for a long time, because she couldn’t get pregnant, while Lucia was. Nier wasn’t as crazy as Irina, thankfully. When I worked with Nier to fulfil her wish, I was happier than I was with Irina. I didn’t feel anything on an emotional level with Irina. My body enjoyed being wrapped up in her warmth, and it was addicting, but I was in a bad mood. Every time I moved my body, my mood sunk more and more.
Irina wasn’t my lover. There were no romantic feelings between us. I was betraying my wives as I engaged in the act. I betrayed my family, and it was just an insult to Irina. I didn’t have a choice. I honestly didn’t have a choice. I couldn’t defeat Camille, nor could I escape. All I could do was shamefully submit to her. It is my only choice; the only solution was to impregnate Irina as soon as possible.
Irina’s voice started to become high-pitched. The indifferent stimulation ended up getting me erect. I subconsciously sped up my thrusts. Irina tightly wrapped her hands around my head and forcefully pulled me down onto her. She kissed me. Her tongue audaciously rampaged in my mouth. She sucked on my tongue. I indifferently responded. The same endeavour felt so blissful with my wives, yet all I could feel was pain radiating through my bones with Irina.
“Fuu…”
I lost count of how many times I did it with Irina. I managed to shoot something every time, though. I straightened my hips again. Irina weakly lied on the bed and maintained her original posture.
I think that, if we were in a hentai with some extreme play, Irina’s belly would be bulging by that point. While that hadn’t happened, I had blown an excessive amount in her, so some of it was starting to spill out of her.
Irina squeezed her legs together to try her best to prevent her vagina from spilling my semen. Dragons struggled to reproduce. It could’ve been a measure god put in to restrain them for all I knew.
Dragons were powerful creatures. If they were over populated, no other species would exist on the continent. Neither Irina nor I knew when we’d complete our mission. I wanted to leave as soon as possible, but I presumed Irina genuinely wanted a child. That was her only purpose, after all. Camille viewed her daughter a mere tool, a sacrifice, a tool that would ensure the survival of the dragon race. Needless to say, she saw me in the same light.