That? Chicken Coop Smell #1
“Haaang! Adonis! Adoniiiis…♥”
With a wet slap, her plump ass cheeks slammed against my pelvis and flattened. Her long hair, dark red like silk threads, clung to her sweat-slicked back, and that once-elegant voice had fully ripened into the pure cry of a bitch in heat.
Two days since we started mating. Even after drenching my entire body in her dark red blood and endlessly pumping out load after load of cum, I felt no fatigue. If anything, it wasn’t enough. I was always hungry. And it didn’t hurt.
I dug both hands deep into the damp, sweat-soaked flesh of her ass and pounded my hips like a madman. Whether it was the curve of my cock or the fact that I was taking her from behind, Semiramis was clearly loving every second of it. She had forgotten she was even a dragon, shaking her hips desperately to take me even deeper.
“Haa… haa…!”
I kept moving my hips without pause, panting out sweet, heavy breaths. The labored air rose all the way to the base of my neck, yet I never truly ran out of breath. It was strange. Was it the desire to dump another load into Semiramis’s already-swollen belly? Or simply that my stamina and virility had skyrocketed?
I shoved the unanswerable question out of my head and looked down at my cock, thickly coated in cloudy froth. Seeing the foam whipped up from the cocktail of her juices and my cum only stoked my arousal higher. Below her back, her massive breasts hung heavy and swayed with every thrust—a magnificent sight.
“Hyeut?!”
I wanted to drive into her harder, faster. So I seized the twin horns sprouting beside her head, crushed my body down against her smooth back, and pinned her. The grip and the posture reminded me of clutching a car’s steering wheel. Semiramis flinched in surprise when I grabbed her horns, but then she let out a melting, seductive cry. Implicit consent, I decided. At least that was how I took it, so I kept a firm hold on her horns and slammed my hips with brutal force. I put strength into my arms and hands as well, arching her back like a drawn bow.
“Harder… stab me harder…!”
Once her climaxes climbed past the tens and neared the hundreds, even her pronunciation began to unravel. I glanced at her face and saw a clear strand of drool trailing from the corner of her mouth. Messy as hell, but it was nothing short of insanely hot.
“I’m gonna cum…!”
After a long stretch of frantic thrusting, the urge to ejaculate surged up. Semiramis clenched her inner walls around me as if she had been waiting for exactly that moment—the squeeze was like a press. Because of it, my cum erupted several seconds earlier than expected, jetting out as fiercely as a long-held piss.
“Nngooooh…♥”
The violent blast of semen battered her cervix, and Semiramis clawed at her own throat as she cried out. It was her sixth orgasm of the day alone.
One day. Then another. Those days stacked up until the promised three had passed.
“Huuu…….”
Years of pent-up lust and resentment—scraping those dark emotions out to the very bottom seemed to have left Adonis looking thoroughly refreshed. He stared at his reflection in the full-length mirror, dark red eyes and hair, and widened his eyes in wonder. His build had grown as well, leaving him feeling endlessly unfamiliar. Faint traces of the slender lines the old Adonis once possessed still lingered here and there, yet he looked like a completely different person.
“Seeing it with your own eyes must feel awkward. Understandable.”
At the familiar woman’s voice, Adonis’s head turned to the right. Semiramis stood there smiling, her entire body glazed in pure white semen. She gazed with tender eyes at the cum still gushing down her thighs and spread the mess evenly over her skin, unbothered by the thick male scent stinging her nose.
“Doesn’t that feel gross?”
Adonis tilted his head as he watched Semiramis scoop semen from her folds with a finger and taste it. Now that they were true mates, he spoke to her casually. No—he had no choice. Semiramis had beamed and insisted on it.
“What a cold thing to say. All of this is proof of our love. Mmm…….”
Semiramis savored the reeking musk of cum and let out a soft moan. She had stuffed her cheeks full and swallowed only minutes ago, yet she still looked unsatisfied. She stepped right up to Adonis’s face and lifted his heavy, drooping cock onto her palm. The solid weight pressing into her hand brought a greedy light to her eyes. Even after releasing so much, he still wasn’t spent—she could feel him beginning to stir under her touch.
“Still not enough for you?”
“Far from it. I want to receive your love for another whole week just like this.”
Semiramis breathed hotly and dropped her gaze to his cock. The old saying about a late-blooming thief who never notices the dawn fit her perfectly. Yet she clicked her tongue in regret and pulled her hand away from the steadily rising shaft—for her husband’s sake. For Adonis.
Snap. She flicked her fingers lightly. The semen smeared all over her body swirled together and condensed into a single bead. Semiramis looked down at the pearl of cum floating before her eyes, then popped it straight into her mouth. Having gathered every drop from her skin, the texture clung especially thickly to her tongue.
Obscene.
Watching Semiramis loudly chew the semen, Adonis felt blood rush hard into his cock. His lower belly ached, and the sperm inside his balls churned vigorously. Even after three straight days of emptying himself, his lust still boiled as if it weren’t enough.
“My, getting excited again already…?”
It hadn’t been intentional, yet Semiramis wore a sly smile as she welcomed his arousal. Just once more should be fine, right? Thinking that, she wrapped both hands around Adonis’s cock with the delicate care one might give a fragile treasure. Because of that, they spent yet another full day lost in sex.
Adonis sighed as he watched the bed, soaked through with juices and sweat, cleanse itself in an instant. He was grateful for the thicker, longer cock and the stamina and virility that never tired no matter how many days he swung his hips—yet he also worried. His lust seemed to have swollen in equal measure.
Whether Semiramis noticed or not, she simply nestled into his arms and giggled. Naked, they held each other tight atop the bed.
“Carrying my beloved man’s seed… it feels so wonderful.”
Cradled in Adonis’s strong arms, Semiramis rubbed her lower belly with both hands and murmured. She could feel his seed swimming vigorously inside her womb. If she could have her way, she would cast a preservation spell just to savor the sensation all day long.
Ah. Watching Adonis quietly enjoy the feel of her skin, Semiramis spoke. They were pressed forehead to forehead, so her voice had dropped to a whisper—raising it would only have been noisy.
“You’re thinking of heading outside soon, aren’t you?”
She slid her arms around Adonis’s waist and pulled her body flush against him. The soft crush of her breasts against his chest flattened them gently. His spent cock, still half-draped, brushed teasingly against her thigh. Neither of them had meant to, yet they were giving each other subtle stimulation.
Adonis refused to be swept away by it and answered calmly.
“I have to go. Thanks to you, Semiramis, I’ve learned how to use Holy Power, and all the preparations are done. I’m really grateful.”
“No need for fresh thanks. It’s only natural. But… what do you plan to do? If you simply want their lives, there’s no reason to drag things out. Just learn their coordinates, teleport or warp in, and burst their hearts in one blow.”
What to do. He had charged forward determined to take revenge, yet he had never actually thought through the how. Learning to handle Holy Power and master techniques under Semiramis’s guidance had already been overwhelming enough. So when the moment arrived, he could only groan without offering a clear answer.
“…It’s honestly embarrassing. I rushed out shouting about revenge, but I never even planned how to do it…….”
“Hmm? What’s there to be embarrassed about? We can think it through carefully starting now.”
When Adonis flushed with sheepishness, Semiramis’s lips curved into a gentle arc.
“If nothing comes to mind, why not begin by finding out how those humans you’re after are living these days?”
“Ah.”
The moment Semiramis handed him the clear answer, Adonis clapped his hands without thinking. The sound rang out rather loudly behind her back.
“Why didn’t I think of that? I could have just checked on them first.”
“When your head is a mess, even simple thoughts become hard to reach. Ideas tangle and only grow more complicated.”
Semiramis laughed with a proud little lift of her nose, and Adonis laughed along with her, nodding. He mocked and reflected on his own earlier stupidity.
Good. Semiramis nodded in satisfaction at the brighter look on Adonis’s face. Seeing him dejected or fretting always pained her.
“Adonis. Half a year has already passed since you came here. To you and me now, that is nothing more than a speck of dust, but humans are different. Much may have changed. Or nothing may have changed at all.”
“Well… yeah?”
What was she trying to say? Adonis tilted his head, and Semiramis quickly continued.
“So no matter what form they have taken, I hope you will not waver. Even if one of those you hunt has already fallen.”
In the end, she meant for him to show no mercy and finish the revenge cleanly—even if it left a bad aftertaste later.
“Semiramis. Thank you for worrying about me.”
When Adonis accepted the consideration so openly, Semiramis brightened and buried her face against his neck. She pressed light kisses there, holding nothing back of the affection filling her chest.
“By the way, when do you plan to set out?”
After nuzzling and sniffing at his neck for a while, Semiramis lifted her head to ask. The hot breath of her nose tickled his skin along with her lips, and Adonis answered with slightly bloodshot eyes.
“How about leaving tomorrow? There’s nothing special to pack, but I want to settle my mind and get ready…….”
“Hmm…? Ready, you say. Is this the preparation you mean?”
Tap-tap. Semiramis poked the tip of his fully erect cock with her index finger and grinned. Adonis flushed with embarrassment. It had started twitching the moment she kissed his neck, and now it had come to this again.
Lamenting how easily he was swept away by lust, Adonis pressed a hand to his own forehead and sighed.