CHAPTER 97: CH 97: TIME TO RELAX - PART 5 [R18]

Kana let out a frustrated sigh as she was denied her release once more and her eyes fluttered, threatening to close.

She was flustered and not coming felt a little irritating, but the tiredness of her body was winning over her need to come.

The last thing Kana saw before her eyes closed were Irielle pulling her leg up and giving her a smile.

"Don’t worry. You can go to sleep. I will take care of you now."

Irielle promised before Kana’s eyes closed and her body relaxed.

But just because Kana fell asleep, did not mean Irielle let go of her. The elf had her own relief and demands to meet and she decided to finish one last time.

"I liked you away, but I guess pleasuring you when you fell asleep is not bad either. Now, let’s have some fun, shall we?"

Irielle asked as she rubbed their wet pussies together. Kana’s unconscious body let out a moan and even tried to push back.

Now that Kana was no longer away, the shame that she usually felt after doing such tasks no longer stopped her and her body could be as honest as it wanted.

"Fuck! You truly are gifted at this. It makes me wonder how many people you have seduced with this body of yours? It makes me want to kill them all. You are mine."

Irielle complained as she rubbed their clits together and closed her eyes. The sensations were intense and her magic circulating between them made things even more intense.

Her instincts wanted her to transform into her true breeding self and make Kana hers by breeding a child into her, but now was not the time. She could tell that Kana still needed some time.

"One day...soon. I will make you mine and no one would be able to tell me otherwise..."

Irielle was sure of this, and she was not about to hear no as an answer.

"Ugh, so close."

Kana complained as she felt her body shudder. Beneath her, Kana also shuddered as she came all over.

That pushed Irielle over the edge as well and she ended up coming all over Kana.

The elf collapsed on top of Kana as she felt her energy leaving her body. Finally, she was done for the day.

But she did not want things to end like this. Kana wanted to leave one last piece of evidence of what happened on Kana’s skin.

Her teeth ached to sink into Kana’s neck and Irielle did not stop them. She allowed herself to mark Kana as much as she wanted until her instincts calmed down.

By the time she was done, the sun was rising in the sky outside her window and Kana looked as if an animal had mauled her body last night.

But instead of feeling mortified, all it made Irielle feel was a sense of freedom and elation that she could not explain.

However, the same could not be said for Kana, who freaked out as soon as she noticed how her neck was slithered with bite marks and how heavy her body felt.

The poor girl could not look at Irielle for a whole hour and she quickly got out to dress her marks up.

By the time breakfast came around, Kana had more bandages on her body than she had clothes.

She could tell that Irielle wanted to say something, but the elf kept her mouth shut. She only gave Kana a look that looked smug and satisfied at the same time and Kana felt like she did not want to know more about that.

’I wonder when Lysera will come back. I don’t think I can handle Irielle alone and every night if it’s going to be this way.’

Kana wondered as she was pulled on Irielle’s lap for breakfast.

She wanted to protest, but her body felt like it had no energy left in it to do so. So she just sat there, wondering how long she would have to take this torture.

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The sun was beginning its slow descent, spilling amber light across the sprawling estate grounds when Serin, the youngest daughter of the Dragon King, finally returned.

Her presence carried the subtle weight of authority that no human-born noble could ever replicate.

At once, the household staff appeared, bowing deeply as though the very floor might swallow them if they showed the slightest disrespect.

"Welcome back, Lady Serin."

They chorused in anxious tones, eyes downcast.

Serin’s crimson eyes flicked over them, her expression flat.

"Enough of that. Don’t waste my time with greetings. Tell me—where is my sister?"

She said, her voice edged with irritation.

The head maid wrung her hands nervously before answering.

"Lady Lysera is in the garden, my lady. She has not left there since morning."

"Good. All of you, leave. I don’t need an escort."

Serin waved her hand dismissively, the motion carrying with it the finality of command.

"Yes, my lady."

The servants scattered, relieved to have been dismissed so quickly.

Alone, Serin strode through the quiet halls of the estate.

Her steps were light, but her impatience was palpable, echoing in the way her claws occasionally tapped against the polished wood railing as she descended the back stairwell toward the garden.

The air grew sweeter with the scent of roses and night-blooming jasmine as she stepped outside.

There, amidst carefully manicured hedges and a canopy of flowers, she spotted her elder sister.

Lysera sat gracefully on a stone bench, dressed in one of her more luxurious gowns, the fabric shimmering faintly with enchanted threads.

Serin narrowed her eyes mischievously, creeping closer with the intent of surprising her. But just as she was about to reach out, Lysera’s voice broke the silence.

"Is it done?"

Serin froze, then pouted, her attempt at sneaking foiled.

"Tch. You always ruin my fun. Yes, it’s done. I did what you asked of me, and now it’s your turn to keep your promise."

She stepped into view, folding her arms across her chest.

Lysera finally turned her head, the faintest smile playing at her lips.

"My promise?"

Serin’s pout deepened.

"Don’t play dumb. You said if I took care of that matter for you, then you’d spend a whole day with me—just us, no distractions, no brooding over politics or... or anything else."

Her tone carried a rare vulnerability, masked behind her usual petulance.

She looked at Lysera expectantly, as though daring her to go back on her word.