Dwarves: Dragon's Ruin -4-

“Grrr!! Whine!! Whine!”

My Living Death servants usually spoke in babyish babble, but they were undeniably beings of high intelligence. The true meaning hidden behind their cooing words reached me through our mental link, so communication between us was never an issue.

But this one was different.

“Grrooowl!! Grrooowl!!”

“Grrr!! Master!! Master!! Love!! Love!! Chu!!”

Checking through our connection, her intellect was far superior to a human's, as expected from a Living Death made from an ancient dragon, a higher lifeform. But I had no idea why she turned out like this.

'Maybe because unlike the others, she was embalmed with demonic energy?'

I could only guess.

“Still, she's pretty, so it's fine.”

“Grrooowl!!♥”

Hearing my words, the Living Death smiled happily, her face flushing red. Her actions and speech were beastly, but that gave her an endearing, puppy-like charm. Plus, her looks were pure cool beauty, yet her behavior was that of an affectionate, tail-wagging dog.

“Kyiiing!!♥ Kyiiing♥”

-Drool

Look at her now, rolling onto her back, belly up, gazing at me with desperate, excited eyes, panting like she was begging me to pet her stomach.

-Slide, flop

“Grrr♥ Grrr♥”

Her pale, soft-looking belly and that sticky, heated gaze were irresistibly tempting, so I spread my hand and placed it on her stomach. As my pot-lid-like, rock-hard palm touched her, a pleasurable growl escaped her lips.

Her skin felt just as it looked—soft and squishy, yet firm and elastic.

-Tremble

A faint shiver ran through her warm belly at my touch, like she was feeling good.

-Stroke, stroke

I gently ran my hand up and down her belly. The smooth, taut, moist skin was addictive, especially the unique dip of her navel—extra soft and squishy compared to the rest.

“Grrooowl♥ Grrooowl♥ Chu!! Chu!!”

-Drool!!

The more I stroked, the sweeter and ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠more heated her growls became, like moans, her hot gaze fixed on me. If she had a tail, she'd be wagging it furiously like a playful golden retriever.

'I compared Dena to a golden retriever before, but this one's literally one.'

“Mm, you're really cute. Good girl, good girl, good girl, good girl...”

-Stroke, stroke

“Grrooowl♥ Grrooowl♥”

-Drool

Every time I praised her, her body quivered faintly, and her pussy flooded like a dam breaking, pooling on the floor.

'What should I name her?'

-Stroke, stroke

“Grrr!!♥ Grrr♥”

While petting her belly, I pondered a name for my new Living Death. Naturally, the original's name didn't matter. A Living Death was a completely new entity born from the corpse—a fresh life(?).

'Draculich... Dracul... Coolrad...?'

It felt right.

“From now on, you're Coolrad.”

-Tremble!!

“Grroowl..♥ Hooook♥ Ooooh♥”

-Squirt!!

The moment I gave her the name, Coolrad's body shuddered violently, and for the first time, a beastly growl turned into a lewd cry from her mouth. Her face proved she'd lost it—flushed red, eyes rolling back, mouth agape, tongue lolling out, drool pouring. That disheveled, ahegao expression never failed to arouse me. Just naming her had pushed her over the edge into climax.

She was utterly lascivious and adorable.

“Heh, cute little thing.”

-Stroke, stroke

“Hooook… Haaah♥”

-Tremble

-Squirt!!

Petting her quivering belly through her orgasm made her pussy squirt once per stroke. The perverse satisfaction of making a woman climax from mere petting was intoxicating. Her reactions and texture were so addictive, I wanted to keep going forever.

'Coolrad's a devilish puppy.'

Technically a dragon, so reptile—lizard? Whatever.

-Spread!!

Finally, I used my fingers to pry ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠open Coolrad's pussy. Like new merchandise proving its purity, her chaste pink folds parted under my thick fingers, revealing the slick, lewd inner walls flooded like a river. At the end, a thin, translucent membrane.

“Kyiiing♥ Pet pussy♥ Chu chu♥”

As my fingers neared her pussy, Coolrad excitedly rubbed her hand against mine, urging me to touch it.

-Slide

But I wanted to try other things, so I pulled my hand from her firm, soft belly and dripping pussy.

“Grroowl…♥”

-Slide

Sensing ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my intent, she stopped climaxing the moment I withdrew, rising with a disappointed look.

'Time for some doggy play?'

A fun idea hit me, so I commanded Coolrad.

“Attention!”

“Grroowl!!”

At my order, Coolrad snapped her legs together straight, arms glued to her sides—textbook perfect posture. Her intelligence was definitely top-tier.

“Now, paw.”

“Grroowl!!♥”

I held out my hand like asking a dog for paw, and she instantly placed hers on it, understanding perfectly.

“Good girl.”

-Stroke, stroke

“Grroowl!!♥ Pet pet!! Chu!!”

To reward her obedience, I placed my hand on her head and ruffled roughly. Her golden hair, like pure silk, was smoother than satin yet sweeter to the touch.

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-Tremble

Just petting her head made her quiver with excitement. I stopped and gave the next command.

“Now, chest.”

“Grrr♥”

-Jiggle!!

-Squish squish

Without hesitation, Coolrad lifted her massive, sensual breasts and placed them in my palm.

-Jiggle jiggle!!

-Slide!! Slide

A command that would shame any normal woman, but Coolrad didn't know such things. Excited, she shook her tits vigorously, rubbing them against my hand.

-Sway sway

Each shake made her overflowing breasts jiggle temptingly, burying my hand in ultimate softness and lewd bounce. Her moist, smooth skin pleasured my palm. Big tits were dangerously addictive—you never wanted to stop. I'd bet drugs were nothing compared to this. (Not that they mattered to an undead now.)

'So these dangerous assets on my Living Death girls are for my use only.'

“Pussy salute!”

“Grroowl!!”

-Slap!!

-Grip!!

I tried Dena's pussy salute from before, and sharing memories, Coolrad performed it flawlessly, spreading her pussy in salute. Her intelligence was no joke. Separately, her dripping, winking pussy was pure lewdness.

Next command.

“Now, pussy.”

“Grrr!!♥ Pussy!!”

-Grip!!

Releasing the salute, Coolrad spread her pussy wider with her own hands and pressed it to my palm.

-Drool

-Stroke stroke

Her self-spread pink folds touched my hand, slick and sticky-soft, gliding over my fingers.

“Chu master!! Pet pussy!!♥”

-Stroke!!

-Jiggle jiggle

Excited by my touch, Coolrad grabbed my hand, shaking it to urge more pussy play.

-Slide!!

-Drool!!

-Stroke!!

Enjoying her eager folds, I noticed her outfit. Thigh-high socks on her lower half; upper body just long gloves to her elbows connected by chains to heart-shaped golden nipple patches.

'Lewd attire worse than naked, like the others.'

Her cool beauty face, softened in arousal, had an eyepatch over one eye—symbol of her battle loss to Parnil. Two golden horns jutted skyward from her forehead, proving her ancient dragon heritage, enhancing her allure. Just as I'd designed.

'Hmm, outfit turned out perfect again.'

-Slide

-Grip

I pulled from her pussy and pinched her nipple patch hard.

“Grroowl!!♥”

-Snap!

Just touching near her nipple made her growl wildly; I ripped the patch off, revealing her lewdly erect pink bud. (Note: The chain wasn't a piercing—just attached to the patch, like reins for frequent dragon-mount use.)

'No need for piercings or tattoos on my Living Death girls—they're not slaves or livestock.'

I kept their bodies as pristine as possible. The eyepatch was useless—I'd fixed the eye during customization—but it looked cool.

-Grip!!

“Grroowl..♥”

-Drool

The patch off, her aroused nipple tempted me; I pinched it firmly. Painful for most, but she growled pleasurably, pussy squirting.

-Grip!! Grip!!

Pinching delivered her thick nipple's chewy, taut lewdness—addictively hand-pleasing.

-Grip!!

“Hooook♥ Chu so happy chu!! Nipple!!”

The more I pinched, her beastly growls shifted to heated moans, then cries.

“Master!! Nipple!! More!! Chu!♥”

“Can't be helped then.”

Per her desperate plea, I worked her nipples vigorously.

-Grip!!

-Stretch!!

“Choo!! Choo!!”

Pinch and lift her massive tits upward.

-Grip!! Grip!!

“Heeeut..♥”

Pincer two nipples between fingers and lift.

-Whoosh!! Whoosh!!

“Haaah..♥ Haaah…♥”

Grab one per hand and jump-rope her breasts.

-Griiiip!!

“Hooook!!♥”

Yank nipples hard, treating them like toys.

“Chu!! Grrr!!”

Each time, Coolrad signaled more pleasure, thrusting her nipples forward eagerly.

But time for the main event—

-Rip!!

-Throb!!

My pants tore as my raging cock stood tall, patience at its limit. I released her nipples, reattached the patches, and thrust it near her face.

“Good girl, time for your reward.”

“Grroowl!! Cock!! Master!! Cock!!♥”

Seeing it, Coolrad's eyes burned hot and sticky, body writhing in excitement. Face flushed, panting desperately, pitiful yet ravenous.

But loyal Coolrad held back, awaiting my command.

“Do what you want with it once.”

“Grroowl!!♥”

My permission given, she lunged like a beast.

-Jiggle!!

-Squish squish

Her upper body slammed into my crotch with massive force, her soft, firm tits squishing against my pubis, cock trapped in her cleavage. Her violent softness enveloped my shaft from all sides.

“Grroowl grroowl♥ Master cock♥”