Ethan sat up, leaning against the headboard, and began to actively guide her. He opened his legs wide, letting the ferocious dragon reveal itself completely to Xenovia.
"Xenovia, kiss me first, then use your hands to feel down there..."
Under his command, Xenovia kissed her way down from his mouth. Her tender red lips passed over his well-defined chest and all the way to his lower abdomen. She then lay between his legs, gripping the thick, hard, long dragon and slowly stroking it.
Looking at the red, shiny, purple-tinted head, she rubbed it with her cheek a few times. Then, she used her hand to tuck her blue hair behind her ear and looked up at Ethan for approval. At his signal, she extended her pink, slippery tongue to lick the "dragon's eye" and the base. Her small hand followed his instructions, gently playing with his heavy pair of jade orbs.
Ethan closed his eyes in satisfaction. "Hiss, not bad. Just like that..."
He placed a hand on top of Xenovia's head, stroking her smooth hair while controlling the speed and depth of her service. Xenovia cooperated, opening her small mouth and sucking the entire head inside with a wet sound. She then began to suck and rub with her tongue and lips, imitating how Ethan had teased her clitoris.
Ethan felt her tongue curling around the head of his shaft. The intense pleasure made his dragon grow even thicker and longer until it almost couldn't fit in her mouth. As the sensation intensified, Ethan unconsciously increased the pressure on her head, pushing her down further.
The girl used her tongue, white teeth, and red lips to suck on the thick shaft. Even though it felt a bit gag-inducing, her straightforward personality made her give her all. Ethan looked at Xenovia kneeling on the bed, seeing her white thighs stained with the juices flowing from her own flower valley, and felt incredibly excited. He thrust his hips upward, forcing the dragon deeper into her mouth.
"Mmm, Xenovia, that's it. Keep going, it feels great..."
Satisfied with his desire for her sexy body, Ethan eventually pushed her back onto the bed. He pressed himself onto her full, smooth flesh. By now, Xenovia was also lost in the heat of lust. They tangled together on the bed in a wild, passionate embrace.
After kissing for a long time, Ethan climbed off her for a moment. As he had her lie on her back, the girl automatically parted her ivory-like long legs and used her small hands to pull back her pink petals, preparing to welcome "Little Ethan."
Ethan knelt between her legs, looking at her tender flower valley glistening with nectar. He gripped his dragon and used the smooth, massive head to rub against her wet labia. The friction made her juices flow even faster. Xenovia reached out a trembling hand to grip the hot shaft, lifting her rounded white buttocks in preparation.
"Mmm... it's so itchy... so uncomfortable... Ethan... give it to me... I want it... please..."
Her lewd pleas rang in his ears. Ethan's dragon, slick with her juices, finally thrust into the soft, slippery canal. Xenovia gripped the bedsheets and arched her body.
"Ah... it hurts..."
A tearing pain swept through her, but the tingling and the feeling of being filled left her conflicted. "Ooh, but I still want it..."
Ethan continued forward. Her virgin canal was narrow and resistant at first, but after the dragon was two-thirds of the way in, a force seemed to pull him further in. The massive head hit the bottom, grinding against her flower heart. The twenty-plus centimeter dragon was completely enveloped by the pink valley.
Ethan pulled her upper body up and kissed her. Every time their tongues met, her internal muscles would squeeze the dragon, prompting Ethan to pull back nearly all the way before slamming back in.
"Ah... Ethan... it feels so good... even though it hurts a bit... I want to have your baby..."
While slowly thrusting, Ethan took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting lightly. This stimulation caused even more nectar to flow from her depths.
"Ah... Ethan... honey... keep going... harder... making a baby really does feel this good..."
Ethan's dragon slammed deep into her pussy, always grinding against the entrance of her womb before pulling out and thrusting in again. Xenovia's hips twisted wildly to meet every thrust. Transparent nectar mixed with traces of fresh red blood flowed from her flower valley, dripping onto the bed.
Looking at her blurred, ecstatic expression, Ethan accelerated his pace. Her full, white body shook and trembled. She was completely lost in the primal pleasure, her snowy breasts swaying with every jolt.
Despite her first time, Xenovia's endurance—honed by years of training—allowed her to adapt quickly. Even after her first climax, she kept her legs wrapped around his waist. This position made her pink flower valley protrude more, making it even tighter.
"Ah... ah... Ethan... Anata... you're so powerful... I feel so beautiful... so good... I want to keep making babies with you forever!"
She hugged him tightly, grinding her hips so that the dragon rubbed her flower heart in circles. Every time the head hit the neck of her womb, she would tighten her grip on his back and her body would tense. Finally, a surge of hot nectar hit the dragon, and her womb mouth sucked on the head like a small mouth.