Chapter 455: Complete Form
Seeing the white silk stockings squeezing into Liala's fleshy thighs, Haruto instantly increased his assault speed, causing Sapphire to let out a series of intense cries.
But after adapting, what followed was even greater pleasure.
While this was comfortable, even though she had long known about Haruto's preferences, seeing him moving on top of her while his eyes remained fixed on Liala, his movements and breathing growing increasingly fierce, her feminine nature made her unable to help feeling somewhat jealous.
Though inwardly dissatisfied, she had no better recourse at the moment. She could only strive to restrain her voice, shut her eyes, and endure the ceaseless waves of pleasure, hoping to hold out a little longer to thwart Haruto and Liala's plans.
Haruto had no time to dwell on Sapphire's petty thoughts now. Changing clothes was only the beginning. Liala spread her legs and straddled Sapphire, lifting her robe to reveal a pale, delicate garden directly before Haruto.
Haruto didn't even need to adjust his angle. A mere forward tilt of his head would bring his mouth against that soft, slick, secret place, allowing him to freely suck and lick, savoring the sweet, delectable nectar of the goddess.
And so he thought, and so he did.
His agile tongue easily slipped into the fragrant, tender passage, stirring contentedly within the narrow, fleshy walls.
As he focused on relishing the delicacy before him, his other movements instinctively slowed.
Sapphire keenly noticed the change in Haruto's rhythm and couldn't resist opening her eyes to see what he was doing—why he'd grown so inattentive even during their dual cultivation.
But when she opened her eyes, she was met with the sight of Liala's full, snow-white hips and widely parted, silk-clad legs.
Between Liala's thighs, Haruto was gripping those smooth, silk-stockinged legs, kneading them while his mouth lavished attention elsewhere.
She could even clearly see how, under Haruto's ministrations, Liala's long legs trembled uncontrollably.
Turning her head to view them from the side, she took in Liala's flushed cheeks and fluttering eyelashes—all telling signs of the intense stimulation she was experiencing.
Witnessing this scene, the blush on Sapphire's face deepened.
But this time, it wasn't from shyness—it was from anger.
Women were truly a difficult species to please. When he moved too fast, she was dissatisfied; now that he'd slowed down, she was still dissatisfied.
And compared to the former, the latter seemed to irritate Sapphire even more.
In a fit of pique, Sapphire began forcefully clenching her muscles, exerting such crushing pressure that Haruto had no choice but to withdraw his attention and intensify his assault on the Valkyrie beneath him.
Haruto didn't try to stop Sapphire's movements. Instead, he placed a hand on her fiery red hair, gently stroking it.
At the same time, he leaned down to inhale the fragrance emanating from her locks, relishing the fierce constriction of Sapphire's inner passage—a pleased expression spreading across his face.
The muscular contractions of a Valkyrie were indeed powerful, but the tender flesh had its limits. Combined with Haruto's own formidable physique, though it felt tight and difficult to move, there was no chance of him suffering any harm.
Beneath Liala's pink thighs, the two of them clung together, quietly savoring this unique form of intimacy.
It was some time before Sapphire finally ceased her contractions. Leaning against Haruto's shoulder, she closed her eyes, her face flushed with embarrassment as she keenly felt the even harder, hotter dragon within her.
After stroking Sapphire's flame-like red hair for a while, Haruto noticed her crimson ears. Smiling, he straightened her body and saw her tightly shut eyes and blushing expression. Slowly, he brought his face closer to hers.
He stopped when only a few centimeters separated his face from Sapphire's flushed one. "Alright, Sister Sapphire, I'll ask Sister Liala to stop causing trouble. Let's continue our cultivation."
Opening his tightly shut eyes, Haruto was met with a face brimming with a mischievous smile. Sapphire shot him a coquettish glare and snorted, "Hmph, it's just stockings. I have them too."
With that, she pushed Haruto aside and slipped back into the black stockings she had taken off earlier.
The sexy and fiery red-haired Valkyrie was completely naked, save for the sheer, seductive black stockings adorning her slender, beautiful legs.
On the other side, the elegant golden-haired goddess wore nothing under her robe, paired with flesh-toned white stockings that clung to her skin.
Such a breathtaking sight left Haruto momentarily unsure where to rest his eyes.
Noticing Haruto's captivated expression, a sly glint flashed in Sapphire's eyes.
"How about it? Want a taste?"
Sapphire sat on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs and presenting her smooth, black-stockinged foot to Haruto.
Haruto had no reservations about it. Moreover, with Sapphire's level of strength, not just her feet but her entire body was immaculately clean.
But just as Haruto was about to act, Sapphire pulled her leg back.
"Hmph, wishful thinking," she lazily lay back, humming coyly, "If you want a taste, you'll have to please me first."
Haruto immediately understood he had been teased. He stared at Sapphire's triumphant expression, both annoyed and amused.
Alright, alright, so that's how you want to play?
You really don't know who's in charge in this bed!
Haruto no longer held back his desires. He reached out, grabbed Sapphire's rounded ankle, and dragged her toward him before pressing his entire body onto hers.
Without giving Sapphire any time to prepare, the dragon found its cave and, with a single thrust, plunged deep inside.
Amid Sapphire's startled cry, the dragon that had returned to its cave did not slumber but grew even more ferocious.
"Ah, how is it still getting bigger...?"
The Valkyrie's enchanting, alluring face gradually twisted as Haruto continued to swell, her earlier triumph turning into concern.
It had been a long time since Haruto had revealed his most powerful form. This time, he intended to let it all out.
"Ah!"
Sapphire suddenly cried out.
"What's wrong, Sister Sapphire?" Haruto asked with feigned concern.
"Haruto, w-wait, s-something seems to be... down there..."
The dragon, as thick as a child's arm, stretched the Valkyrie's garden to its limits. As Haruto pressed deeper, her flat abdomen bulged into an exaggerated cylindrical shape.
Haruto's fully realized form was simply too much for Sapphire's physique to accommodate entirely, even with her inner palace.
Reaching the stomach in one go was no joke.
"Don't worry, you'll feel good soon."
Seeing Sapphire's panicked expression, Haruto chuckled dismissively, "With your constitution, Sister Sapphire, there's nothing to worry about."
Sapphire understood what Haruto meant. She did feel discomfort, but her strength and physique prevented any real injury.
Her flushed cheeks deepened in color. Unable to resist Haruto, she could only inwardly regret teasing him earlier.
Time slipped away unnoticed as Haruto continued his advances.
It took a while for Haruto to snap back to reality. Glancing down, he saw that Sapphire had truly endured it and was even beginning to experience an extraordinary pleasure.
Seeing the blush on her face, a smile gradually spread across Haruto's lips.
He kissed Sapphire's forehead, then gently separated her arms that were tightly wrapped around his body, laying her down softly on the bed. Gazing at the blushing Valkyrie beneath him, he lowered his head and captured her moist, sensual lips with his own.
Their tongues entwined in Sapphire's mouth, engaging in a relentless dance of mutual exploration—licking and kissing like children playing hide-and-seek, one evading while the other pursued.
After savoring her fragrant tongue for a while, Haruto's lips drifted away from her sensual mouth to trail kisses across her delicate, enchanting face. Each touch sent tingling sensations straight to Sapphire's core.
Soon, his tongue abandoned her rosy cheeks and journeyed downward. He lingered at her smooth, snow-white shoulders, nibbling and licking before continuing his descent.
When he reached the periphery of her proud, full breasts, a rich milky fragrance flooded his nostrils, compelling him to inhale deeply. His eyes sparkled with delight as he admired the pale, tender curves before tracing them with his tongue.
After lavishing attention on her soft breasts, he parted his lips to envelop a crimson bud, swirling his tongue around it before suckling greedily. Waves of pleasure immediately drew soft moans from Sapphire.
The fading blush on her exquisite face deepened once more as she parted her rosy lips, releasing husky, breathy whimpers.
Watching Sapphire's wanton expressions while teasing her sensitive peaks drove Haruto to madness. His throbbing length, stirred by the intense stimulation, began thrusting rhythmically.
Though her eyes remained closed, Sapphire could vividly feel every movement of the massive presence filling her.
The overwhelming sensations intensified her flushed demeanor until her radiance captivated Haruto completely.
Meanwhile, the nectar flowing from Sapphire's blossoming core grew increasingly abundant. Streams of silky fluid gushed forth, dripping onto the white bedsheet until the fading dampness renewed into translucent patches.
The moment his member began moving, Haruto was already overwhelmed with ecstasy.
Though her passage had been initiated before, Haruto's girth had expanded so much that her tightness rivaled their first union—yet her copious wetness clenched around him with unbearable pleasure.
Gripping Sapphire's waist, Haruto began pistoning his hips with fervor, each thrust burying himself to the hilt.
The swollen folds within her garden clung desperately to his shaft, squeezing with unbearable tension.
Every time he withdrew, her velvety walls seemed reluctant to release him, clinging to his length until the glistening tip emerged.
Consumed by primal pleasure, Haruto's eyes burned crimson. He collapsed against her, kneading her plush breasts while driving into her with relentless intensity.
"Truly... a Valkyrie... I could die buried inside you..." Haruto rasped between ragged breaths, teetering on the brink of delirium.
"Too deep... I can't... I have no strength left..." Sapphire gasped, her eyes rolling back as one small hand flailed helplessly.
Each powerful thrust sent her body sliding forward across the sheets, until she was simultaneously being penetrated and pushed upward by Haruto's relentless rhythm.
Ignoring Sapphire's wanton cries, Haruto moved swiftly, thrusting so vigorously that he nearly drove her from the foot to the head of the bed.
After hundreds of strokes, the fluids Haruto had stirred up drenched their joined intimacy, and the bed was splattered everywhere with Sapphire's secretions.
Haruto swelled with a sense of accomplishment, his desire for cultivation burning even brighter.
He embraced Sapphire, turned her around, and continued his cultivation from behind.
Once positioned, Haruto entered her again, gripping Sapphire's hands as he straightened his waist. Each time he thrust her forward, he pulled her back.
His movements were ruthless and domineering.
Sapphire had never experienced such intense, rough cultivation before. Overwhelmed with pleasure, she felt on the verge of suffocation, her mouth gaping as she gasped for air.
"I can't breathe... sob... Haruto... I can't take it, I really can't... It's too much..."
Haruto lifted one of Sapphire's legs from behind, letting her upper body collapse onto the bed. He rocked his hips with wet, squelching sounds, cultivating so fiercely that the Valkyrie's garden bloomed crimson, its tender flesh flushed and exposed.
"Giving up already? Weren't you the one who asked me to serve you well? We've only just begun—hold on for me..."
Haruto was long and thick, thrusting so deep that the outline of the dragon's head became faintly visible against Sapphire's snow-white belly. Seeing this, Haruto grew even more excited and intensified his cultivation.
He shuddered with pleasure, his abdominal muscles trembling as hoarse growls escaped his throat.
"Mmmph..."
"Hah... alright, I'll let you off now..."
Sapphire had already climaxed three times, and because Haruto had reached his complete form, the pleasure he received was far more intense. Haruto no longer held back, deciding to end this session of cultivation.
Just as Haruto was releasing, Liala, who had been restraining herself for so long, finally couldn't hold back any longer. She seized the opportunity to cling to Haruto, demanding kisses while her small hands roamed up and down his body.
At that moment, Haruto was in the midst of his release, and the great dragon was impossible to withdraw. Sapphire, scalded by the life essence, climaxed repeatedly, crying out as she collapsed onto the bed, completely immobilized.
The life essence from Haruto's complete form was also more abundant, and it took a while before it ended. He had no choice but to maintain his releasing posture, turning his head to kiss Liala, whose face was filled with desire.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Liala gazed at the black-stockinged Valkyrie, whose eyes were rolled back, drool trickling from the corner of her mouth, and her entire body convulsing. Worried, she asked, "Haruto... is Sister Sapphire alright?"
"Don't worry, she'll be fine in a moment."
Liala had never seen Sapphire in such a state and was too shocked to speak. Haruto, however, remained completely calm.
Not to mention Sapphire, who had only recently lost her virginity—even a seasoned wife from an adult film would be reduced to a mindless beast under the influence of Haruto's complete form.
As the cultivation session ended, Haruto slowly withdrew the softening great dragon. With a loud "pop," Haruto was finally completely free from the garden, but Sapphire's delicate slit had been stretched into a gaping, uncloseable round hole.
As soon as Haruto pulled out, the life essence inside began to leak out.
The lewd sight made Liala's throat quiver, and her already burning desire became utterly unbearable.
Haruto, aware of Liala's state, asked, "Do you want to experience my complete form too?"
Liala panted softly, nestled in Haruto's arms, and curiously glanced downward.
Though Haruto was slightly fatigued, his immense size remained intimidating.
Liala's golden, silk-like hair cascaded down her back, her exquisitely beautiful face, filled with longing, clearly visible before Haruto.
She breathed heavily, her beautiful eyes still hazy with lingering moisture.
"Mmm... no, I'd better not..."
Liala struggled internally, but her seductive white-stockinged legs had already parted unknowingly.
Beneath her alluring white robe, a pair of soft yet perky breasts bounced as if issuing a silent temptation.
Her red lips slightly parted, her panting sounding less like a refusal and more like an invitation.
Though he had already pleasured himself twice, for Haruto, this was precisely when his desire was at its peak.
Gazing at Liala's exquisite figure, listening to her incredibly suggestive panting, and especially feeling her sexy white-stockinged legs rubbing against him, her moist, pink garden opening and closing enticingly—all of this made Haruto's resolve almost visibly harden again.
"So, do you want it or not?" The fiery dragon's head pressed against her soft petals as Haruto nibbled on Liala's glistening earlobe and asked.
"No, I don't... it's too big..."
"Oh? Is that so? Then forget it."
Haruto made as if to leave, and seeing this, Liala instantly grew anxious.
"No, I want you, just not the current one..."
"What are you talking about? I don't understand. Do you want it or not?"
Little Haruto kept rubbing against the entrance of the garden, teasing Liala until she was unbearably restless, yet he refused to enter.
"I want it..."
Seeing this, Liala understood Haruto's intention. Biting her lower lip and suppressing her fear, she whispered softly.
Compared to her fear of Haruto's full form, not being able to cultivate with Haruto was what she found most unbearable.
With his goal achieved, Haruto wasted no time. He had already lowered his head, supporting himself with one hand, and began circling the moist entrance with the tip of little Haruto.
A goddess was truly different. No matter how many times it was used, this place remained pink, tender, incredibly soft, abundantly moist, and utterly beautiful.
Moreover, Liala's skin was fair, and there wasn't a single hair in this area, making it pale and tender, with a faint pink hue showing through, like a freshly steamed white bun.
"It's getting wet..."
Even though the dragon hadn't entered, merely rubbing against the entrance, Liala's garden was like a thirsty little mouth, incessantly sucking on the large head of little Haruto, trying to swallow it whole.
Most of the pleasure from dual cultivation came from the dragon's head. With Liala's actions, Haruto already felt immensely comfortable.
Unable to hold back any longer, he gripped the fully formed little Haruto and thrust into the golden-haired goddess's passage, which he had used most frequently these past few days.
"Mmm, so tight... It really feels better in the full state..."
Thanks to prior experience and the lubrication of honeyed juices, even though little Haruto was excessively large, it smoothly penetrated to the depths.
Instantly, the extreme pleasure of the dragon being tightly wrapped layer by layer by the enchanting flesh of the passage made Haruto tremble down to his tailbone. Almost uncontrollably, he immediately began thrusting his hips, commencing the cultivation.
He had reached the depths, but a significant portion of little Haruto still remained outside, unlike the situation with Sapphire before.
However, as time passed, Liala's floral palace defenses were still breached by little Haruto.
"So comfortable... It really feels best when it's all the way in..."
Haruto restrained himself, holding onto Liala's thighs, allowing the golden-haired goddess, whose expression was gradually crumbling, to better accommodate and release little Haruto.
The cultivation was joyful, but due to the short interval between sessions, little Haruto soon felt the urge to release.
Fortunately, Haruto didn't need to worry about the reserves of life energy or his own abilities. Since it was almost time, he simply poured all his life essence into Liala's body.