The dragon's harem

As the night slowly passed, Arad had gone around the castle, met all of his wives, and even managed to take a look at the sprawling city that slowly grew behind the mighty stone walls. He was now standing at the balcony of his room, or as Isdis called it, the Royal Quarter.

The balcony itself was made of large marble slabs and the size of a full room. It extended almost three meters outward and was five meters wide, with stone rails and even a large leather cover that could be rolled back.

Arad stood there, resting both hands on the rails as he looked at the distant horizon, his gaze reaching the distant mountains. While he seemed still for a bit, he was currently busy, the purple glimmer in his eyes flashing every few seconds.

At the massive doors of the balcony, two armored elvish handmaidens stood. Both of them wore heavy plate armor and carried long halberds with bows on their back. From the tiny slits of the visors, their eyes remained fixed on Arad’s back, watching the strange muscles twitch beneath his skin.

The handmaidens were the personal guards of the elvish queens. The one on the right worked for Cerilla, the one on the left was a dark elf who came with Jasmine. From what it seems, the two queens asked that their trusted ladies be stationed at Arad’s room for protection.

Arad did ask the two women what they were here really for, and with a troubled look, they spilled the beans rather quickly. They were sent by the queens to ‘Observe’ Merlin’s eventful night and give the queens tips so they can fare better in their inevitable turn.

Merlin didn’t seem to mind, so the two ended up staying.

Inside the vast, almost fifty-meter-wide room, countless maids stood at the walls, motionless with their eyes closed. The room was relatively empty, with two massive beams emerging in the center, supporting its massive domed ceiling.

At the center of the left wall from the balcony stood a comically large bed, almost five meters wide and six meters long. The wood frame seemed to be supported by straps of solid steel and glowing magic enchantments.

On the soft, demonic silk bankets, a naked Merlin rested, looking at a crystal orb with a curious smile on her face. She wasn’t alone. Neige and Ombre were at her sides, both of them naked and staring at the orb with her, their eyes focused so much that they couldn’t even blink.

“How long will it take you?” Merlin pushed Neige a bit and looked at Arad, who was on the balcony. It took him a few moments to respond, “Several minutes.”

She looked down at herself, and then her eyes shifted aside to one of the maids…no, on a closer look, that one wasn’t a maid, but a nun.

The nun approached with weary steps. The moment she stood at the bed, she opened her eyes. “Did you need anything from me?”

“You sure I’m fine?” Merlin twisted her torso and showed her butt to the nun. The holy woman grimaced and nodded, “Luckily, your bones are all healed.” Her gaze shifted to Arad. “She is fine now.”

Arad finally moved and slowly turned, the purple flash in his eyes fading. A deep sigh escaped his lips, and he walked into the room. The moment he did, the two handmaidens turned, pulled two small scrolls, and got ready to scribble notes.

Merlin looked at him with a grin, “I’ll keep my magic to myself. That won’t happen again.” She waved her hand to him, but he stopped approaching.

Right after waking up, Arad still found it hard to control his power. And when Merlin used a spell on him in bed, for whatever reason, she wanted to use it, his thrust got powerful enough to shatter her hip.

Even with how enthusiastic Merlin was, she was still on the fragile side. That thrust might’ve been weak for Merida or Eris, but it was more than enough to harm the others.

“What was that spell even?” Arad finally approached the bed and sat down. The two Terros moved away and got to the other side, allowing Merlin to crawl to his side.

“A relaxing spell. You looked a bit worried about Nina and all of the other stuff, just wanted to give you a few moments of respite.” She laid her head on his thigh and looked up at him. “Didn’t expect that one of those worries I washed away was your worry about harming me with all those muscles of yours.”

Merlin sighed, stretched her arms, and smiled, “I hate to say it, but compared to you, most of us are delicate and fragile.” She looked at her pale body, soft skin, and plum flesh. Several layers of powerful muscles rolled on her frame, but none compared to what a powerful human could be. She could wrestle a fighter down, but in the grand scheme of things, she was the second weakest of Arad’s wives.

Arad reached down and patted her head. “That doesn’t matter.”

She lifted her foot up and then swung it down, prompting her body to sit up. “Up for a round two? I’m ready.” She said with a smile, and the two Terrors behind them sighed.

Neige looked at her, “What round two?” Her face was pale, grim, and a bit horrified.

Ombre nodded.

“It was one thrust; you lost both your virginity and hip bone.” And unlike Neige, Ombre moved a bit forward and sat between Arad and Merlin, “You can be a bit rough with me, though. I won’t break as easily as her.” The smug smile on her ghostly, dark face seemed a bit alluring, but only before Merlin pulled her away by the hair.

“You two are here to support me if I need help.” She looked at them, “And I don’t need it.”

That proud smile disappeared when Neige approached and slapped her Butt, causing the pale wizard to cry in pain and roll away. “Healed, maybe. Still in pain though.”

Arad looked at the nun, and she sighed, “Residual pain, she is fully healed.”

Merlin quickly calmed down, lifted her legs up, and waved her hands to Arad, “What are you waiting for?”

****

About an hour later, someone knocked on the door. One of the maids standing at the wall twitched, and she then slowly opened her eyes. She avoided looking at the bed, but she could still clearly hear everything. Even though she asked to work here, fully aware of everything, she didn’t expect things to be taking this long. As she moved, her shoes left the tiny wet puddle that was beneath her feet.

She stopped for a moment, looked down, and sighed, comforted by the fact that she wasn’t the only one. All the maids were dripping wet. But she didn’t have time for those thoughts, she had to reach the door.

When she reached the door and asked who was outside, a familiar voice replied. She quickly reached forward and opened the door, letting Tina walk inside.

Tina stopped and looked at the maid, “You look…red.”

The maid opened her mouth as if about to say something, but then quickly closed it. She silently pointed to the bed and went back to stand in her spot.

On the bed, Merlin was getting it handed to her at a terrifying speed. Inside this isolated room, she didn’t even bother suppressing herself and screamed as loudly as her lungs could; she didn’t even care what she was saying, and some things were appalling to even Tina.

Luckily, it was about to end.