The dragon's harem

Meryem hated doing it in her humanoid form, she always preferred her true body. But still, she would never let a chance slip from her hands. She already knows that she can’t get pregnant as a dungeon monster, so to her, this was all just for pleasure and nothing more, and enjoying herself was something she is always up to.

Feeling Arad’s massive thing grinding her insides and shaking her organs with each bone-rattling clap, she couldn’t help but move her hips to feel it more. The pleasure was addicting, but it was never close to what Arad did with her horns -which weren’t horns at all, but her antenna- on her head. He grabbed them tightly and pulled as if they were reins, and that... was hitting her brain directly.

She had been drowning deeper and deeper into pleasure each time, and now, she could swear she was climaxing every minute. She had even forgotten her own name to the dies of pleasure, and no matter how much pain she felt, it always paled to the pleasure.

It was like an itch that you scratch and scratch until your skin falls off, but the scratching feels so good and satisfying that you ignore the pain and keep scratching. That was where Meryem got stuck and was now spiralling deeper and deeper into the endless whiteness of her own consciousness.

It lasted for a while, but then Arad was the one to slow down and eventually pull out, leaving her twitching on the bed, still groaning and squirting on the face of one of the maids who lay beside them on the bed.

Next time, it might be better not to touch her horns too much. But before Arad could finish thinking, he was already attacked by Nina. She moved like a wild monster, and before he could speak, she already pushed Meryem aside, spread her legs, and wrapped them around his waist, pulling him and pushing his entire flesh into her. If she had missed by an inch, she would’ve snapped his poor rod in half.

And unlike Merlin or most of his wives, Nina’s insides were tight enough that it hurt him. He could feel every pulse of her muscles on himself, and each one of those pulses could end up with his strangled piece of meat snapping off. Even pulling out was hard, as he felt as if her insides sucked him in.

It rarely happened to him and was mostly his wives, but this time, he was the one to fall from the first thrust, unloading directly into Nina’s womb. He liked that, as Nina was the only one among his wives, besides Kali, who had such freakish strength to be able to overpower him. She wasn’t stagnant either, as by the second, her physical strength and durability grew.

Arad leaned down, cupped her face in his hand, stared at her eyes for a second, then kissed her. She didn’t resist and could feel his long tongue slithering into her mouth and going down her throat like a snake before he pulled out and went down to her chest, where her massive bosom awaited him. Two large mounds that felt dense and elastic in his hand, but as hard as steel to anyone else.

He fondled them with his hands and bit on the peaks, but Merlin, who watched from the side and could sense the amount of power he was using, pissed herself in sheer horror at the sight. He was using enough strength to crush Gamond’s skull on his palms, yet to Nina’s Tarrasque flesh, it was nothing more than a slightly rough touch.

Was Nina always that durable and strong, or was she growing rapidly due to eating Arad’s flesh for sustenance? She didn’t know for sure, but one thing was clear. She shouldn’t get close. No one should, as the two were using such extreme forces that one wrong impact could lead to the entire room getting painted red.

While still terrified, Merlin used her magic to pull Meryem and all of the maids away from Arad and Nina, and then formed a barrier around them just to be safe. She then watched closely as Arad slowly pulled his flesh out of her, going against the crushing forces of her womb. But when he was almost fully out, Nina’s toes curled as her leg muscles closed shut like a trap, pulling his waist in and thrusting his flesh back inside her.

As Arad’s flesh hit her deepest parts, Nina groaned and said something that sounded like intangible gibberish, but to Merlin, who could listen to both Arad’s and Nina’s minds, she could understand what the Barbarian who forgot words meant.

Arad, too, seemed to understand her, and so he moved. If Nina wants it, then he will give it to her no matter what. Arad’s back grew tighter, and so did all of the muscles on his body. His hands, one of them left Nina’s bosom and clenched around her neck with enough crushing force to crush steel. He pulled out of her, but this time, the sheer strength of her legs couldn’t force him to thrust as he used magic to enchant himself.

Then, he thrusted with enough force that Nina’s eyes opened wide, and she screamed, looking more excited than in pain. What she had asked for was to drown in pleasure the same way Meryem and Merlin did. She asked Arad why he wasn’t using more force, and why she could resist his strength.

She basically called him weak and asked him to be stronger, more violent, and harsher for her, and he responded. If she wanted it, then will deliver. He didn’t even need to speak, as barbarians were really good at understanding each other without the need for speech. Looking at his eyes, feeling his hand on her throat, and the violent heat of his flesh inside her, she could understand.

He will do her, and do her again, and even harder than before. When she finally breaks and begs him to stop, he will keep pounding her even harder until she cannot take it anymore. Knowing that he wasn’t going to just feed her well, but keep stuffing her until she threw up, only turned her on more, turning her moans into a laughter of joy.

When Arad got done with her two hours later, Nina was left on the bed, giggling to herself in a state of delirium for a few minutes before she came back to her senses. Merlin had already weakened her back to a human level with magic, and a maid was already cleaning between her legs with a wet towel.

”Ah... my hips...” She groaned, and the maid urged her to stay still, so she did. Everything was still a bit foggy in her head, so she looked around, seeing Arad right beside her, ramming his flesh into Merlin’s back end. That triggered her memories to come back all at once, and when she remembered how Arad had pounded her until she begged for mercy, she squirted again directly at the maid’s face, who was cleaning her.

”Not again... first Lady Meryem, and now you...” The maid growled, more tired than anything else. But all that Nina could think of was that she wanted to do it again. She wanted more, and her hunger was now taking on a new form.