Chapter 291: Everything Is For Treatment
"Oh?… I just want to be fucked! Ohhh… So good… When I saw Haruto-sama's cock… I was already imagining… imagining how I'd be pinned down… then fucked hard… fucked until my legs go weak and I can't stand… fucked until I can't stop squirting???… Ahhhhh… I'm just… a slut who wants Haruto-sama's cock…"
Under the relentless thrusting of the dragon and Haruto's deliberate guidance, the innocent and lovely young girl finally cast aside her restraint and loudly voiced all the lewd thoughts in her heart.
Haruto was very pleased with this, increasing the speed of his thrusting between her legs. However, Mihae's delicate body was experiencing such a thick, hard, and fiery massive thing for the first time.
Moreover, she had already climaxed once before. The intensified pace now pushed past the last thread of the girl's nerves, causing her to tremble uncontrollably as clear yin essence gushed from her flower valley. "Ohhhh… I'm coming?… I'm climaxing from Haruto-sama's cock?… Ohhh?… So good… It's like I'm flying???…"
The girl's body was covered in pink marks as she lay limp on the large bed—evidence of her climax reaching a fever pitch.
She felt that compared to this climax, all her previous ones seemed fake, completely missing the essence of pleasure.
"Haruto-sama…"
Just as Mihae was catching her breath, Yubelluna grew impatient beside them, swaying her snow-white buttocks and calling out coquettishly.
She had originally intended to continue dual cultivation with Haruto, her empty and thirsty body desperately craving caresses and nourishment.
But since this was nominally a treatment, she had no choice but to endure, waiting for Mihae's round of treatment to finish. This left her newly awakened peach blossom grove feeling empty for a long time.
While Haruto was fucking Mihae, the unsatisfied Yubelluna could only watch, which made the flames of desire in her heart burn even hotter.
"Alright, come up."
Upon hearing Haruto's words, Yubelluna didn't hesitate to press forward, spreading her two long, snow-white legs and straddling Mihae's thighs.
Both beauties had fair, exquisite figures, blessed with natural grace and alluring curves.
Even lost in pink lust, their charmingly wanton appearance was enough to arouse any man.
Their snow-white bodies pressed together, their delicate pink petals opening and closing against each other, while their plump, rounded buttocks swayed enticingly before Haruto—a truly unique sight.
"Ahhhhh… Ohhh… Haruto-sama's cock is finally inside me… Ohhh… Luna's pussy feels so good…"
After absorbing Mihae's virgin yin essence, Haruto withdrew the dragon from the girl's tender flower passage and, guided by the sticky, slippery love fluids, thrust directly into Yubelluna's flower valley.
After all, this was the innocent young girl's first time—her delicate flower valley couldn't withstand too much friction. Compared to Yubelluna's fully mature body, she still needed more time to adjust.
Haruto's massive dragon had yet to release its seed, but Mihae's flower valley still needed time to recover. Thus, Yubelluna became the optimal choice at this moment. He pressed down on the girl's snow-white, plump buttocks, delivering forceful thrusts deep into Yubelluna's exquisite core, stirring ripples of flesh with each impact.
The enormous dragon plunged into Yubelluna's tender pink valley, forcefully parting her delicate, soft petals and exposing the adorable, perky bud. With Haruto's relentless pounding from behind, the friction against Mihae's sensitive bud beneath her provoked another series of breathless moans from the girl.
The thick dragon writhed and twisted within the slippery, velvety flesh, stimulating the peach grotto to secrete copious amounts of warm nectar without restraint. With each thrust, the fluid trickled down like pouring syrup onto Mihae's delicate entrance, causing her to tremble and shudder once more.
In the classical bedroom, Yubelluna clung to Mihae beneath her, arching her full, rounded buttocks to endure Haruto's repeated impacts. Her tender flower valley tightened and contracted rhythmically with each thrust.
Soon, after Haruto drove his dragon deep once more, Yubelluna was pushed over the edge into climax again. The purple-haired beauty's pale, sensual body quivered as a high-pitched moan erupted from her chest. Her already drenched valley gushed with thick, sticky nectar, splashing against Haruto's dragon like a torrential stream, igniting his own urge to release.
This time, however, he chose not to spill inside Yubelluna's valley. To ensure the therapeutic effect, he withdrew his dragon and instead rubbed vigorously along the plump seam formed by the pressed-together flower valleys of the two girls—using their glistening petals as a substitute peach grotto.
After just a few thrusts between the four fleshy petals, Haruto felt a tingling sensation at the base of his spine. At the final moment, he angled downward and drove the massive, burning dragon head forcefully against the soft, tender cervical entrance deep within Mihae's abdomen.
"Mmmph..." Haruto took a deep breath, and thick, scorching white life essence erupted in torrents from the dragon's head.
The sacred flower palace was continuously flooded with the hot stream. Under this strangely stimulating sensation, the innocent girl's lovely eyes fluttered shut, her pale body trembling lightly as she experienced another petite climax.
After his recent power advancement, Haruto's life essence had grown exponentially. After filling Mihae's lower abdomen to capacity, excess essence overflowed, drenching both Yubelluna and Mihae's pale gardens and inner thighs.
Dense white essence pooled and clung to the girls' lower abdomens and delicate pink areas below, the overflowing milky-white fluid creating an extremely licentious scene.
"I... I want Haruto-sama's dragon too... My little hole is so itchy... Please... Haruto-sama..."
Having witnessed Yubelluna being thrust into climax right above her and feeling the scorching essence fill her own belly—with even more coating her lower body—Mihae's freshly breached valley, which had just experienced a small climax, began itching unbearably again. Unable to resist, she cried out breathlessly, begging for the dragon's entry.
With these two thirsty beauties showing no urgency to absorb the life essence and repair their bodies, Haruto naturally felt no rush either.
The night was already short to begin with, so he might as well go all out until they were too exhausted to continue, leaving behind enough life essence for them to slowly digest and absorb later.
Truth be told, sleep had become optional for Haruto, but after so many years of habit, staying up all night would inevitably show in his condition the next day.
Since he had promised Ravel to spend proper time with her, Haruto didn't want to fight until dawn and then haphazardly go through the motions in a strange state.
His thoughts racing, Haruto instantly decided what to do.
Haruto lifted Yubelluna off after she had climaxed, and before Mihae could react, he pulled her over, making her lean against the wall with her hands, then gripped her fair, perky buttocks and drew her toward him.
"Alright, here I come, lovely Miss Mihae."
Gazing at the delicate, pink valley already slick and sticky with a mix of essence and nectar, Haruto aligned his dragon with the flower's entrance, thrust his hips, and plunged straight in once more. Matching the girl's tender, melodious moans, he began to slowly thrust and move.
"Lord Haruto... I want it too, I want it too..."
A seductive, mature woman's voice sounded nearby. Haruto focused and saw that Yubelluna had recovered, imitating Mihae's posture by leaning against the wall with her hands and arching her snow-white, plump buttocks, rubbing them incessantly against Haruto's hand holding the other girl's rear.
Seeing Yubelluna's unsatisfied expression, Haruto smiled faintly.
"Your turn will come soon." With that, he reached out a large hand to firmly grasp the purple-haired beauty's fleshy buttocks, his fingers delving into the fresh, juicy peach grotto, thrusting in and out with shallow and deep strokes.
For a time, the classical European-style bedroom once again echoed with the continuous, rising and falling, high-pitched, melodious moans of the two beauties.