Dragon King's Harem Chapter 275. The Dragon King's Dominance III (Patreon)
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Dragon King's Harem Chapter 275. The Dragon King's Dominance III
She stared at me, her expression reflecting disbelief. "Are you serious?" she whispered, her eyes burning with anger. I had taken her by surprise, turning her desire into anger.
My smile widened as I watched her react, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Of course," I murmured, my lips brushing against hers. Her eyes grew wide in shock as I continued, "Because a king doesn't fuck a prisoner that easily, except she seduces me first."
The heat between us grew intense, the air thick with anticipation. "Then, how..." she trailed off, her voice filled with uncertainty.
I shrugged my shoulders. "How should I know?" I replied. "Figure it out yourself. Give me your best seduction. Spreading your legs for me won't work for me."
Glasha looked at me incredulously. "Are you serious?" she repeated. She stared at me for a moment, her eyes filled with doubt. "Why do I have to do all the work?"
My smirk widened. "Because it's my royal privilege to demand from my subjects," I responded arrogantly, enjoying the power trip I was on.
She snorted in annoyance, the sound echoing through the room. "You are such an ass," she growled, her eyes boring into mine.
My lips curled into a mischievous grin. "Oh, don't worry," I said reassuringly, my eyes shining with mirth. "I'll fuck you properly. But don't you want me to have a nice memory of your seduction?"
Glasha scowled at me, her face flushed with anger. "You are insufferable!" she snapped, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Fine, I'll do it..." She paused for a moment, collecting herself as she braced herself for the task at hand. "But you better not make a mockery of me," she warned me, her tone low and threatening.
I stared at her, my eyes filled with anticipation. "I'll keep that in mind," I muttered.
With a huff, Glasha began to move slowly, her hips swaying from side to side as she moved forward, closing the distance between us. Her hands pressed against my chest, her touch feather-light as she traced a path around my torso. She slowly lifted her hand and moved it around my neck, her fingertips brushing against my skin. The warmth of her touch sent shivers down my spine.
As Glasha moved closer, her eyes remained fixed on mine, a mix of determination and uncertainty in her gaze. I watched as she moved in, her lips brushing against my skin, her tongue darting out and licking the skin behind my ear.
I shuddered at her touch, the heat between us growing hotter and hotter. "Nice..." I whispered her name, my voice thick with desire.
Her hand slid down my chest, her fingers curling around my chest. She held me for a moment, then moved down toward my crotch, her fingers grazing against my inner thighs.
I let out a groan, the sound escaping my lips involuntarily. Glasha's lips curled as she watched my reaction, her gaze filled with amusement. She kept teasing me, slowly moving her hands toward my waistline. Her fingers brushed against my groin, tracing the outline of my crotch. Her touch was soft, barely there.
An announcement appeared.
[New essence detected!]
[Orc tribe's essence]
[Do you want to extract it?]
[Yes] [No]
‘Well, that’s fast,’ I thought in surprise. It was a sign that the desire inside her was burning. 'Yes.'
[Essence Absorption initiated ...]
[Dragon mating urge will trigger in 60 seconds.]
"Don't make me wait," I commanded, my voice thick with demand. My mating urge would start soon and I would be rougher than this.
Her lips curled into a smirk. "Patience is a virtue," she said. She moved closer, pressing her lips against mine, her kiss soft and slow. I returned the kiss, my tongue darting out and parting her lips, forcing entry. I pushed her against the throne, forcing her to sit on the edge of the seat. My lips pressed against hers, our tongues wrestling for dominance. I was rough, my aggression surprising her.
She pulled back, gasping for breath. Her lips were swollen, and her face flushed. Her gaze was filled with confusion. "You are quite aggressive," she murmured.
I smirked as I stared at her. "And you are quite stubborn," I countered, my lips brushing against hers.
My hands reached down and grabbed her dress, ripping it.
Her eyes widened in surprise as I ripped the clothing from her body. "You!" she asked, her tone filled with annoyance.
But I overlapped her lips with mine, silencing her. My tongue darted out, pressing against her lips as I forced entry. My hands grabbed the remains of her dress, tossing them aside. The torn cloth scattered across the floor.
I let out a groan as I stared at her, my eyes tracing the lines of her body. My eyes roamed her naked figure, my gaze lingering on her perky breasts, the dark nipples erect from the cold air in the throne room. My gaze drifted down toward her slender waist and her well-toned stomach. My eyes stopped on the small patch of curls between her thighs, a stark contrast against her pale skin.
I stared at her, my eyes filled with desire. "You are more gorgeous than I thought. I thought I would get a soldier's body," I whispered, my words barely audible.
My hands reached out to grab her breasts, squeezing them, my fingers rubbing the erect nipples. I leaned forward and took the right nipple into my mouth, sucking on it as I rolled the left nipple between my fingers.
Glasha gasped in surprise as I began to tease her, her body growing tense with excitement.
"Ah!" she whispered. I could feel the heat growing between us as we lay on the throne, our bodies pressed against each other. My hands slid down her back and gripped her ass, squeezing them tightly. I could feel the firm muscles underneath her skin, toned from years of training.
I looked up at her, my eyes meeting hers. "Lie on your back," I commanded, my voice thick with desire.