CHAPTER 62: NOELLE AND MERELEONA

"Little slutty dragon, are you comfortable? Does the little pervert like being fucked by her master?" Lucas asked, gripping the dragon tail of the azure-haired beauty.

"Comfortable! I like it! I love being fucked by my master!" The azure-haired beauty answered without the slightest hesitation.

"If you’d known it would feel like this, wouldn’t you have submitted much earlier, you little pervert?"

"Yes! Yes! I should have mated with my master the moment I laid eyes on him!"

"Hahaha!" Lucas laughed heartily. "And you claimed you weren’t a slut—look at how wanton you’ve become! Even the most seasoned, ancient whores in the brothel are more reserved than you! Isn’t that right, you little slutty dragon?"

"Yes! I am utterly depraved! I am my master’s little slutty dragon!" The azure-haired beauty, overwhelmed by waves of pleasure, answered with shameless honesty. After all, she held no regard for human etiquette or sexual morals. So what if she was lewd?

So what if she was like a prostitute?

As long as it felt good, nothing else mattered!

Equally pleasured, Lucas continued thrusting into her draconic passage while spanking her scaled rear, but his mind drifted to another matter. "Little slutty dragon, do you have a name?"

To Lucas, titles like "Azure Dragon" or "Vermilion Bird" sounded more like exalted titles rather than personal names.

"No! I am simply myself. I require no name!"

"Just as I thought," Lucas said with a grin. "But now that you are my slave, you must have a name."

"Good!" The azure-haired beauty, entirely indifferent to the concept of a name, simply echoed his words enthusiastically. "I shall have a name!"

"Your master’s family name is Everleigh, so you shall share it." Lucas pondered for a moment.

"Your defining color is azure, so your given name shall be Noelle. Combined, your full name is now Noelle Everleigh."

"Yes! I am Noelle Everleigh! Noelle Everleigh is me!" The azure-haired beauty accepted her new name without a second thought, but the red-haired beauty lying beside them stiffened slightly.

A great spirit like her, who had long interacted with humans, didn’t necessarily respect human culture but understood it well enough. A name like "Noelle" was far too common, lacking in both elegance and nobility—more fitting for an illiterate rustic woman.

The red-haired beauty didn’t know her new master well, having been conquered less than a day ago, but from all indications, his background and education were not low. He was certainly capable of bestowing a name more suited and worthy of the azure-haired beauty, yet he had chosen not to.

After a moment’s reflection, the red-haired beauty understood her master’s intention: it was deliberate humiliation, a way to suppress them and reinforce their status as mere sex slaves.

Sure enough, after naming the azure-haired beauty, Lucas immediately turned his attention to the red-haired one.

He withdrew his right hand and delivered a sharp slap to the red-haired beauty’s buttocks, laughing. "You, just like this little pervert, will take your master’s surname. Your name will be derived from your characteristic color. Henceforth, you are Mereleona Everleigh. Understood?"

Under the eaves, even a mighty spirit must lower her head.

The red-haired beauty demurely lowered her eyes and replied, "Understood. From this moment forward, I am Mereleona Everleigh, a domestic slave kept by my master."

"Good. You show promising potential as an excellent sex slave," Lucas remarked with satisfaction, leaving his right hand on the red-haired beauty’s rear, his fingers trailing down to her phoenix gate. Though not as flooded as the azure-haired beauty’s, it was already quite moist.

"So your greedy little hole is dripping too. Do you desire your master’s favor?"

"Of course, Mereleona also yearns for her master’s favor," the red-haired beauty replied slickly, saying exactly what Lucas wanted to hear, though it held a grain of truth.

"No!" Before Lucas could respond, the azure-haired beauty cried out in protest. "Master is favoring Noelle right now! Keep fucking me! You can’t stop until you’re finished!"

Inexperienced, the azure-haired beauty didn’t truly grasp what "finished" entailed, but she instinctively clung to Lucas’s cock, arching her hips back fiercely to take him deeper while tightly constricting her draconic passage, refusing to let him go.

Such proactive solicitation was something even experienced, mature women might shy away from, yet the newly deflowered azure-haired beauty had figured it out instinctively—and to great effect.

The intensifying pleasure from his cock pulled Lucas’s focus back to the azure-haired beauty and stirred his urge to climax.

To facilitate his thrusts, Lucas reached out with both hands, grabbing the pair of pale golden, forked dragon horns on the azure-haired beauty’s head, and hauled her upper body up from the edge of the tub. This position allowed him to plunge into the very depths of her draconic lair.

It had to be said, the azure-haired beauty was the perfect mounting stand for taking from behind: not only did she possess a plump, sensual tail and a pair of ample, magnificent headlights, but she also came with a truly one-of-a-kind steering apparatus.

Gripping the horns, Lucas drove his cock into the sweltering, soaked draconic passage with maximum speed and force, his waist and shoulders jostled by the violently thrashing, trembling tail.

"Ah! Don’t pull my horns! Don’t... but it’s deeper! Deeper! Master, you’re going deeper! It feels so good! So amazing! I’m going to... I can’t take it anymore! I can’t endure it! I can’t... ah!"

Lucas released a guttural roar that harmonized with the azure-haired beauty’s shrill cry of ecstasy as they both reached their peak together.

Scalding hot semen shot into the deepest part of the draconic passage, a place that had never before received a visitor, mingling with the gushing streams of her fluids.

Lucas released the horns and withdrew his cock. The azure-haired beauty’s body, gone soft from climax, trembled and collapsed back down. She slumped in the water, bracing herself weakly against the tub’s edge.

"That was... incredible..." the azure-haired beauty murmured in awe. "So mating is this pleasurable..."

She glanced at the red-haired beauty, who wore a slightly awkward expression, and stated bluntly, "You should try it soon too. It’s truly amazing..."

Hearing this from her former comrade, the red-haired beauty couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

She had certainly heard that mating could bring pleasure, but she hadn’t expected the azure-haired beauty to discard all her prior pride and dignity so completely.

What happened to disdaining mating with humans? Though she thought it, she knew better than to say it aloud.

The red-haired beauty turned her head to look at Lucas, swaying her hips enticingly as she cooed with a sweet smile, "Master, please let Mereleona feel good too."

"Very well," Lucas said, moving behind the red-haired beauty. His once-again erect cock parted the protection of her wine-red pubic hair, rubbing against the labia guarding her phoenix gate. "How would you like to feel good, my dear?"

"Mereleona wishes to feel as good as Noelle did," the red-haired beauty replied, actively grinding her labia against Lucas’s shaft. "Mereleona wants her master’s cock inside her greedy cunt. She wants her master to break her hymen. She wants her master to fill her cunt with his hot seed..."

Before she could finish her lewd entreaty, Lucas was already thoroughly aroused by her dirty talk. He had intended to plunge into her in one go, but his roaming hands brushed against her phoenix wings, sparking a new idea within him.