Chapter 83
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 83
Chapter Title: For Healing, Fellatio Service is the Best
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“Hek... hek... ♥”
After going all the way to squirting, Morgan's body finally gave out and collapsed.
She dropped to her knees on the floor.
Her upper body slumped onto the bed.
In that prone position, her body twitched and shuddered.
“Haa... ♥ Ah... ♥”
Her face was that of a female utterly surrendered to pleasure.
An expression blending stunning beauty and raw arousal.
Her eyes were half-lidded and glazed over.
Drool spilled endlessly from her gaping mouth.
There was no trace left of her former arrogance.
'Hmm, she's completely lost consciousness.'
Her eyes were still open, and she was letting out moans.
But her unfocused pupils stared at nothing.
It wasn't full unconsciousness like fainting—more like her mind was floating away in the afterglow of climax.
Poking her cheek lightly brought no reaction.
“Didn't expect her to pass out before we even got started on sex.”
That just went to show how intense the pleasure had been.
I'd pushed a virgin who hadn't even tasted a man all the way to squirting.
I figured a dragon's body would hold up fine.
But in her polymorphed human form, it seemed to make no difference.
Still, she had to be way tougher than an ordinary woman.
'Anyway, this should have firmly imprinted sexual pleasure in her mind and body. She knows it now for sure.'
She'd tasted an electrifying climax beyond comparison with anything else.
Even if she tried to forget, the memory would keep resurfacing.
Today had just been about lightly engraving the pleasure.
From next time, I could start some proper training.
'Thanks to awakening her to pleasure, I got some good info too.'
Dragon Morgan's Erogenous Zones: Breasts, Buttocks, Pussy, Anal, Horns
The other spots made sense—I'd just touched them, or they're common erogenous zones.
The real key was that last body part.
'Horns... No way dragon horns are an erogenous zone when touched.'
Like an elf's ears—a racial trait.
Who would've thought dragons felt pleasure from their horns.
“Never even crossed my mind.”
Of course it wouldn't—dragons are mythical beings.
How the hell would anyone know touching their horns feels good?
Maybe even Morgan herself didn't know.
I'd thought they were just convenient handles.
But this changed everything.
“Gonna make great use of this in the next training session.”
I smacked her firm ass cheeks with a satisfied grin.
This so-called great being, a dragon, had climaxed and collapsed from my fingers.
Just watching her naked body twitch filled me with a thrilling sense of conquest.
My days were already pretty fulfilling.
Meeting Morgan made them even busier.
Mornings started with workouts and elf archery practice.
Lessons in magic from Kirke.
Then review and real-world application.
All while having periodic sex with Kirke.
And carving out time to train Morgan.
Unlike the early days when I wandered looking for things to do.
My routine had settled into a steady rhythm.
'Learning tons, fucking plenty—no complaints there.'
Honestly, it'd be harder to find reasons to complain.
Fucking drop-dead gorgeous women like that every day—who'd bitch about it without a conscience?
Kirke and Morgan's ridiculously huge tits.
Just grabbing them with both hands melted away the day's fatigue.
“Pardon the intrusion.”
And another woman brightening my days.
Medeia entered my room slowly.
“I've brought your laundered clothes.”
“Oh, thanks. Always in your debt.”
“No need to thank me. It's my job.”
Medeia stepped in familiarly and put the clothes away in the wardrobe.
She handled household chores flawlessly without any orders.
She made my life so much easier.
Before witch, she was a top-tier maid.
“...Lady Morgan will be staying at our mansion for the time being.”
“Oh, really?”
She also kept me updated on village or mansion happenings.
'Not that I didn't already know.'
Morgan had made a contract to learn mana control from me.
She'd stick around the mansion for that, at least for a while.
Perfect chance to train her at leisure.
Time to teach the horny dragon all sorts of things.
“Be careful not to upset her, even if she's amicable. She's still a dragon, after all.”
“Don't worry. I'll be as careful as I can.”
She'd been groped naked in my room, sure.
But I kept it to levels where getting mad would be awkward.
“...Suspicious.”
Medeia, who had been staring at me, muttered under her breath.
“Huh? What is?”
“Your reactions, but especially the attitudes of our recent guests.”
Medeia rested her delicate hand on her chin, deep in thought.
The ever-cool-headed her looked even more intellectual like that.
“Elves who were itching to leave ASAP ended up staying way longer than normal—after you arrived.”
“Huh, really?”
“Lady Morgan, who'd finished her business, suddenly decides on a long stay—after you arrived.”
“...Coincidence?”
Medeia fixed me with a piercing stare.
Her purple eyes bored into me like a detective zeroing in on a suspect.
Couldn't drop my guard around this maid.
Unlike Kirke, who loved and trusted me completely.
Medeia always watched me with calm, appraising eyes.
“Is it really just coincidence?”
“Come on, obviously it is.”
I shrugged with an innocent face, playing dumb.
“What do they have to do with me?”
“Who knows. Maybe some shady scheme from a lecher like you.”
Damn, sharp as ever.
Sometimes she gave me chills.
“And don't they all seem to like you, or spend way more time with you?”
“I'm a rare human to them. Gotta be fascinating—like a pet dog a friend keeps.”
“Hmm.”
“Besides, would elves and dragons listen to some human like me?”
“...Fair point.”
Diana the elf, Morgan the dragon.
Races with egos that topped lists anywhere.
“No way women like that would do anything because of me.”
“Hmm.”
She seemed convinced by my logic, unable to argue back.
'Total lie, though.'
In reality, I'd collared a married elf, made her piss outdoors, suck me off, and doggy-fucked her.
The dragon? Massaged her tits and ass to my heart's content until she squirted.
Of course, Medeia couldn't even imagine such things.
As I'd said, they weren't normal personalities or beings.
Hard for common sense to accept a human taming them.
“I get why it's weird, but it's got nothing to do with me.”
Better to brazen it out—less suspicion that way.
Medeia, who'd been staring, let out a deep sigh.
“Sigh... Fine, for now.”
Her face said she had suspicions but no proof to push further.
Even Medeia had her naively innocent side.
'Anyway, time to build that official harem soon.'
Couldn't keep secretly fucking women forever.
More girls meant higher odds of getting caught.
No one worth ditching, so time to get approval for a proper harem.
'Kirke can't handle all my lust solo anyway—she'd neglect Great Witch duties.'
Above all, I wanted 3Ps and 4Ps soon.
Fucking two beauties at once was always a thrill.
'That's that.'
For now, time to have this maid who dared 'suspect' me service me.
“Medeia, come suck my dick.”
My abrupt words earned me a look of utter disbelief.
Or was it contempt?
Rare for emotionless Medeia to change expression so much.
It happened when she looked at me like trash.
“Now you're demanding it so brazenly.”
“Who was it that serviced my dick on that first carriage ride?”
“That was just to avoid hurting Lady Kirke if you were in a bad mood.”
“Now I need your service to feel better.”
“...Sigh.”
Medeia sighed deeply.
A sigh thick with irritation.
But the mood felt resigned already.
It wasn't her first or second time sucking my dick.
Practically daily at this point.
And she still despised me through it all—that was Medeia's charm.
“...Busy today, not much time. Make it quick.”
“Not easy to make me cum fast, y'know?”
“Shut up and lie on the bed.”
Even as she spoke, Medeia was stripping.
Her maid uniform came off, revealing sexy lingerie.
She stripped that off without hesitation too.
She'd always been unfazed, but now it looked routine.
'That blank face going nude is so hot—I can't stop the mean commands.'
Soon her pale nude body was on full display.
Perky breasts swelling up, a firm ass flaunting youthful tightness.
An expressionless beauty with such a slutty body.
The gap alone made my dick rage.
“...Already hard. No better than a dog in heat.”
“No need to get it up, convenient for you, right?”
“Don't call it convenient. Just shut up and lie there.”
After neatly tearing into me, Medeia climbed onto the bed.
She tugged my pants down.
My dick sprang up like a spring.
The erect shaft proudly displayed its size.
“...Still ridiculously healthy dick.”
“Ridiculous? This is vital for a man.”
“Put that energy into Lady Kirke.”
I already did plenty.
Nightly sex left Kirke passing out asleep as routine.
In a way, wasn't Medeia's service protecting Kirke?
One woman couldn't handle my stamina alone, so she shared the load.
Like some eromanga where the little sister gets blackmailed into it.
“As I said, quick today.”
Medeia took the glans into her mouth as she spoke.
The mouth's unique warm, wet embrace enveloped the tip.
“Slurp... schluurp... smooch...”
High-class fellatio with perfect control of pressure.
The stimulation and pleasure made goosebumps ripple across my dick right away.
'Damn, she's insane.'
Her sucking kisses and gentle tongue rolls had my dick melting away.
