The Disaster-Class Dragon's Special Anal Flavor

A considerable amount of love juices was already streaming down Cardia's firm thighs from between her legs.

And the fully engorged head of my cock was grinding against the plump, springy flesh of her pussy.

Squish. Squish. Squish.

Cardia cried out in high, keening moans as she savored the relentless press of that hard tip against her entrance and clit.

Maybe I should start working on her ass now?

Having steeled myself, I brought my fingers to her pussy.

Squiiish—!

"Hyaaaaaaah!!"

A lewd wet sound mixed with her cry. So much fluid had already poured out of her that I didn't even need to push my fingers deep inside. Just a light sweep across the outer surface of her thighs was enough to soak my entire hand.

As the sticky, translucent liquid ran down my palm, I sucked it off as if it were the sweetest honey.

Slurp. Sluuurp. Slurp.

Watching me, Cardia let out another heated moan and whispered,

"D-Does this humble maiden's essence taste so delicious to you, Master?"

"Of course. It's the best thing in the world."

What she said next nearly drove me insane with lust.

"Then... please sample this one's rear hole as well, and find it equally delightful, haaaahn♥"

My cock was already rock-hard, dripping precum and fully ready for insertion—but anal with a Disaster-Class Dragon was never going to be easy. Especially not when the hole in question had never been opened even once.

I pressed a finger, still glistening with her juices, against that dainty, tightly puckered anal entrance.

Even that barest touch drew a violent reaction from her.

"Hyaaaaauuuuhn!!"

The way her whole body shuddered was almost unbearably adorable. I began massaging around her anus in slow circles.

"Nnghhuuuuh!! Hikkkuuuh!!"

She trembled all over again. After several more slow rotations, I judged the entrance soft enough and carefully began easing the tip of my finger inside.

"Hnnnghhuuuh!! Hggggguh!!"

When roughly one knuckle had finally worked its way in, the virgin walls clamped down on my finger with merciless force.

Holy shit, look at that grip. You couldn't get blood through this.

Marveling inwardly, I withdrew slightly, then pushed back in up to the second knuckle.

"Hggggggk!! Hkyyaaaaaaah!!"

Cardia's cries climbed higher still as her entire body began to shake.

I asked her carefully,

"If it hurts too much, just tell me to stop."

She was adamant.

"N-No, Master! This humble maiden is your plaything now, haaaahn! Please toy with me more!!"

I understood her perfectly. Time to get a little more serious, then.

I withdrew my finger, then pushed two in at once. The squeeze was still absurdly strong—but if I kept loosening her like this, eventually even my full size might fit, right?

For the next thirty-odd minutes I worked at opening her ass. At last, with my cock so long and painfully hard it was starting to ache, I set the tip against that dainty, still-puckered hole.

Shoving this whole thing in from the start is probably impossible.

If I could ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠get just the head inside, I'd call today's goal achieved. That was how insanely tight her rear entrance still was.

Slap. Slap.

I wet my cock in the love juices still pouring freely from her, then pressed it to her anus.

Squiiish!

With a bright, wet friction sound, I began slowly pushing in.

It was not easy. The difference in girth from my fingers was enormous, and I genuinely wasn't sure whether Cardia could take something this size.

Meanwhile she was trembling from head to toe, waiting with desperate longing for her Master's cock to enter her.

I kissed her springy ass and thighs, then drove forward again with everything I had.

Squiiish!

This time the tip of the head just barely forced its way past the entrance. Her stretched rear hole clamped down as if it meant to burst my cock.

I have to keep pushing!

With grim resolve I shoved harder.

"Hgyagyagyagyagyagyak!!!"

Cardia screamed, thrashing her arms; tears and snot streamed down her beautiful face. Even so, her pussy—having already climaxed several times—was now spraying love juices like a fountain.

Psssh! Pssshshshsh!

Caught between searing pain and searing pleasure, her crimson eyes had rolled completely back. Only the head and a fraction of the shaft were inside, and already she was shrieking herself hoarse through one continuous climax after another.

"Nnghhuuuuuh!!! Hyaaaaaaaah!!!"

Still—this much is enough for today's goal.

I promised myself that someday I would bury it to the hilt and thoroughly fuck that pristine rear hole, and started to ease my mercilessly squeezed cock back out.

That was the exact moment.

Even with her eyes rolled white and tears and snot pouring down her face, Cardia frantically seized my wrist as I tried to pull away.

I flinched—then what came out of her mouth stunned me even more.

"P-Please, do not pull out until you have filled this one's rear hole with your seed, Master!!"

Her hand, still trembling as it gripped my wrist, made it clear she had no intention of letting go.

Deciding to honor her wish, I began a slow piston motion. Of course I didn't push all the way in. Even with only half the shaft inside, she was already on the verge of fainting, her body convulsing in real time right in front of me.

"Hkyyaaaaaaah!! ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Nggggggk!!"

The way she screamed at the slightest movement was maddeningly hot. On top of that, the pressure squeezing me from every direction was racing me toward orgasm at terrifying speed.

Squish. Squish. Squish. Squiiish!

"Hyaaaaaaaat!!"

The climax surged up. An enormous volume of cum erupted from me.

Brrrrrt! Brrrt! Brrrrrrrt!

As the warm flood heated her from the inside, Cardia's face filled with rapture and pure happiness at once.

The moment I carefully withdrew, a massive amount of milky fluid forced its way out of the hole and spilled free.

"M-Masteeer♥"

She rested her head against my shoulder and nuzzled affectionately. I gently stroked her hair.

Only after the whole passionate interlude had passed did I realize I'd completely forgotten how hungry I was, lost in that blissful haze.

Tonight I should make Cardia a proper late-night meal.

Come to think of it, the fridge ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠had been pretty well stocked with decent ingredients.

A moment later she looked up at me, her lovely crimson eyes sparkling, and whispered with firm conviction,

"Master is truly so considerate."

"Huh?"

What was that supposed to mean?

She continued,

"Next time, please push it all the way in... to the very end?"

With that, she gave me a mischievous little wink.

The next morning.

Some sound jerked my eyes open on pure reflex. Cardia, who had been warming my body so sweetly on the master bedroom bed, rubbed her eyes and looked at me.

Right in front of us, a status window had appeared with a warning chime.

"...A new dragon species?"

A chill ran down my spine. Cardia's crimson eyes went cold and sharp.

I swallowed dryly and called her name.

"Cardia."

"Yes, Master."

"This is..."

She nodded quietly.

"It would seem Master's power—the Dragon Tamer's second contract—is drawing near."

"But if it's a Disaster-Class entity, why can't it just come straight here...? Because we're inside a mana-blocking barrier?"

"That is so."

Right—this house. The mana-blocking barrier made it hard for other Disaster-Class Dragons to pinpoint my location.

I sat up slowly, muttering,

"So... they're desperately searching for me, but they don't know exactly where I am."

"That is so."

Cardia nodded. Urgency seized me; I took her hand.

"We're going to have to go find them ourselves."

Her crimson eyes wavered.

"Master himself?"

"Yeah."

The status window's warning kept blinking.

"If they're searching for me somewhere in Seoul, people could get hurt."

"..."

Cardia studied me for a moment, then nodded.

"As you command."

At the same time.

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Seoul was in chaos. No—more precisely, the entire world had been flipped upside down by this incident.

Hunter Associations around the world were watching Gangnam's every move. The reason was simple: the entity that had appeared at the entrance of Gangnam Central Tower was impossibly powerful.

It had taken the form of a woman. Blue hair cascading like water, luminous azure eyes, skin white as fresh snow. She resembled a human—yet she was far too beautiful to be one. No one nearby believed for a second that she was merely a person.

Every mana-grade measurement device installed around the tower displayed the same reading.

And that woman, with eyes as cold as ice, kept repeating a single phrase.

"I have to find Master. I have to... find Master!"