"Of course I will. I will always cherish you, and love you forever!" There was no hesitation from Arthas, this nonsense was just a natural thing for him. As long as he could get the woman to bed, any means were justifiable. Of course, he had no plans of ever letting her go, so he wasn't lying either.
"Hmm... be gentle..."
After hearing Arthas's words, Onyxia's eyes slightly lit up, seemingly finding some hope. The deed was done, it was an unchangeable fact, better to look forward and get used to it sooner. She sighed for a moment, emotions could be nurtured over time, plus she didn't actually dislike Arthas, she just found it odd to be mounted by a fourteen-year-old boy.
Although Arthas did not really seem like a boy, his member was thick and long, making her feel a little breathless. However, the thrill brought by the difference in their ages was immensely invigorating.
Her slender waist moved skillfully; she didn't have much experience in sex. Yet Onyxia learned quickly, not immediately passing out after one climax.
As the new Earth-Warder, her endurance was excellent, allowing her to recover quickly, finding the rhythm of Arthas's thrusts, using her head and waist as pivots, lifting her pert backside with each thrust. This allowed for deeper penetration, while her long, voluptuous legs squeezed Arthas's waist tightly, pulling him closer.
Her cooperation made Arthas gasp; each thrust was three times more intense than when he was doing all the work on his own! This increased pleasure made him quickly think he was about to climax; fundamentally, he had only done a little over ten night battles at this time, he was not a seasoned warrior yet.
"Mmm... wifey... so tight... damn..."
"Hmm... ah... is it more comfortable with me, or with some elf?" Onyxia asked, taking the opportunity, her pretty face flushed, eyes dreamy, hard to imagine such a powerful woman being overpowered by such a weak man.
A true Dragon Queen was being ravished under the body of a mortal human prince; the contrast in strength was truly striking.
"It... all feels amazing, ah, your skills are so much better now! Onyxia, let's have a child!" Arthas was losing control, Onyxia's little hole was becoming increasingly hot, almost like a volcanic eruption, ready to melt his member.
The high temperature expanded the pores of his member, making the nerves more sensitive and increasing the urge to climax.
"Hmm... ah... bad guy..." Onyxia neither accepted nor rejected, simply pushing over Arthas so he was down on the bed, and she climbed on top of him. Letting him Grab her firm, full breasts and kneading them, her slim waist twisting joyfully, her raised hips quickly moving up and down, striking the man's loins, as her own sweet spot became increasingly pleasurable.
At the same time, she felt Arthas's member starting to throb violently inside her; a surge of hot semen suddenly erupted!
"Ahh!" Onyxia moaned loudly, her beautiful eyes almost turning white, her ten rounded, sexy black nails gripping the sheets tightly. His fingers forcefully squeezed her magnificent breasts, soft flesh spilling from between his fingers, with her neck arched back, the scene turned extremely erotic and lewd!
This mating duration was less than fifteen minutes, and Arthas erupted under Onyxia's passionate comeback halfway through their love making.
In an instant, his member throbbed intensely, and the tumultuous heat inside him rushed into Onyxia's warm womb. He halted, deeply embedding his member at the entrance of Onyxia's womb, filling her with his strong, hot essence.
Arthas held Onyxia, both of them gasping for breath. Their bodies shuddering from the intense orgasm they both just experienced. They exchanged a glance and both started to kiss passionately. The touch of their tongues, their gazes locked, feeling each other's tenderness.
After the climax, men typically don't want to engage in further actions; they just want to lie down and sleep. Instead, it was the woman who was filled with desire, craving more so as not to feel like a mere toy.
After a long time, their lips parted, Onyxia lay in Arthas's arms, her fair fingers drawing circles on his chest, resembling a sexy girlfriend playfully pouting, "I have never thought to hold the position of the Leader of the Black Dragon Flight, I feel a bit lost, darling..."
This was the first time Onyxia called Arthas, 'darling'; she had previously been unwilling to admit it or yield so quickly. She knew well of men's flaws; they gather courage and determination to pursue until they get what they want, even if it means overcoming great difficulties that cannot dampen their enthusiasm, as desire drives them, causing them to unleash extraordinary strength and wisdom.
Once a man has obtained what he wants, he is quick to grow tired and move on, so she had always refrained from being touched by men, partly out of disdain for human males. She was the Black Dragon Princess; having looked down on them before, now as the Black Dragon Queen, she looked down on them even more, apart from her husband.
"I will help you, no need to worry. Wife, we will take care of each other." Arthas then pleaded with Onyxia, comforting her for a moment before rolling on top of her again.
"Hmm... ah... why again... huh... I can't take it anymore!" Onyxia playfully pouted, giving him a seductive look with half lidded eyes. Despite saying no, her two long, beautiful legs obediently wrapped around Arthas's waist, pulling him strongly into her embrace, her raised hips naturally welcoming the still-embedded warmth within her.
In another room, Queen Alexstrasza of the red dragons and Queen Ysera of the green dragons were sitting together, two sisters rarely chatting together. Although they were guardians of the titans, they didn't have much time to gather.
"What do you think that human is doing?" Ysera asked sleepily, holding a cup of tea made from a flower unique to night elves, calming the mind.
"Oh, do we even need to say? He's mating with Onyxia." Alexstrasza was not a shy woman; as the Red Dragon Queen, she felt no shame discussing such things.
"I still find it a bit hard to believe." Ysera commented. Her new sister was much older than Arthas. She herself was even older, and with the long life span of dragons, taking a mortal lover seemed to be fated for tragedy. Even with eternal life given, he was so weak. The chances of him surviving against the level of foes they would be fighting were slim.