My Taboo Harem!

A sharp cry of pain tore from Sienna’s lips.

The moment Phei’s massive cock finally bottomed out inside her, the sight of their joined bodies was devastatingly intimate and otherworldly; Sienna’s small, virgin Nether Goddess pussy was stretched impossibly wide around the thick girth of his dragon cock.

Her delicate pink folds, untouched across lifetimes, were drawn taut around the Young Dragon’s thick, veined shaft, clinging to him like living silk. The soft, sacred flesh of her goddess cunt wrapped him with exquisite tightness, every tender ridge and inner wall embracing the giant’s intrusion as though her body itself recognized divinity and refused to let it go.

Her tiny entrance looked almost too narrow to bear him—stretched thin and glistening with her divine honey, the delicate ring of her pussy muscle was then forced open around his massive girth until it seemed one breath away from tearing—yet it had already taken nearly half his length on the first thrust and held him there with devastating, otherworldly beauty.

The pale pink of her inner lips hugged the dark, ridged shaft so closely that the contrast alone felt blasphemous; a goddess yielding her most private temple to the dragon who had claimed it.

The remaining thick five to six inches of Phei’s cock remained outside her body, gleaming with the mingled offering of her virgin blood and the clear, her pussy’s sacred essence that had risen to meet him.

Thin rivulets of that bright crimson—Nether Goddess blood, never before spilled in this way—traced slow paths down the underside of his shaft and fell onto the silk sheets beneath them in dark, luminous trails.

Her pussy pulsed and fluttered around him in helpless, rhythmic spasms, the delicate inner walls struggling to accept the overwhelming stretch of the Young Dragon’s claim.

Without realizing it, she squeezed his girth again and again, Sienna’s virgin flesh was clenching in soft, involuntary waves that milked the thick shaft buried inside her. Each unconscious tightening sent deep, rolling pleasure through him; he was swinging in the sacred grip of her body, held and released in something that resembling a rhythm.

Phei stayed perfectly still for a long moment, his body hovering over hers. One hand was braced on the bed beside her head, fingers curled into the sheets. His other hand gently caressed her face, brushing strands of silver hair away from her damp forehead with the softest touch.

"It’s okay..." he whispered, voice low and tender. "I’ve got you, Sienna. Breathe for me. You’re doing so well... so beautiful... so perfect. I’m right here."

Sienna’s body writhed in pain beneath him, her thighs trembling violently on either side of his hips. The pain was sharp and deep, far more intense than she had ever imagined. She had endured countless agonies in her long existence—battles, betrayals, the weight her ancient power that cracked her body— and yet had foolishly believed that surrendering her virginity would be nothing compared to those.

She had thought it would hurt less... or perhaps not at all.

But here she was, completely impaled upon him, the burning stretch radiating through her core like consecrated fire.

Beads of tears pricked at the corners of her eyes.

’Why must everything good always come wrapped in pain first?’ she thought bitterly, even as another wave of discomfort made her breath hitch. ’To think... he did not merely take my mortal virginity tonight. He claimed my Nether Goddess chastity—I have guarded across time immemorial. Something no one else had ever touched. Something I had kept sacred across lifetimes.’

As she looked up at him, Phei’s face was close, his expression full of awe and tenderness:

That small, gentle smile curved his lips as he continued whispering to her—sweet, soothing words that wrapped around her like a warm blessing. His thumb stroked her cheek with infinite care while his other hand slid down to gently cup the side of her neck, thumb brushing over her racing pulse.

Something inside Sienna cracked open.

She was falling in love with him all over again...

In that moment, looking into his eyes while his cock was buried deep inside her and his voice was murmuring such gentle things, she felt she finally belonged to something that made her feel whole. The ancient loneliness that had always lived inside the Nether Goddess quieted.

She was no longer only the cold, distant Ice Robot.

She was his.

As the worst of the sharp pain began to slowly ebb into a deep, throbbing ache and fluttering of her pussy, something else stirred beneath it.

Pleasure.

Sienna’s hips began to move on their own—small, subconscious rolls that made her stretched pussy slide just slightly along the thick length buried inside her.

Her inner walls clenched and fluttered around the swollen crown of his cock, as if her body itself were trying to draw more of him deeper even though he was already fully sheathed. She could feel every throb of his massive cock inside her as her walls caged him with his throbbing veins like his cock was breathing—the way it pulsed hot and heavy against her sensitive walls, the way it twitched every time she moved.

On pure instinct, Sienna clenched her pussy tightly around him.

The squeeze was deliberate and strong—her virgin walls gripping his cock in rhythmic pulses, embracing the thick shaft still buried inside her.

A soft, broken moan slipped from her lips at the sensation.

Phei’s breath hitched sharply above her.

His eyes grew darker, heavier with pleasure, but he still did not thrust hard; Instead, he answered with slow, deep rolls of his own hips—gentle grinding movements that pressed his cock even deeper into her while his pelvis brushed softly against her clit.

Each slow roll drew more of her sacred blood and clear essence along his shaft, the quiet, intimate sounds of their joining soft in the still bedroom.

Sienna’s legs moved on their own as well. She lifted them and wrapped them around his waist, ankles crossing behind his back as if to pull him even closer. Her hands slid up from his shoulders to cradle his face, thumbs brushing over his cheekbones while she looked up at him with glassy, overwhelmed eyes.

’Oh~’

Phei’s eyes lost focus for a moment, his expression shifting into pure, unguarded pleasure. His amethyst gaze grew hazy and dark with lust, lips parting on a low groan. But he still did not thrust. He only rolled his hips in slow, shallow circles—gentle, careful movements that kept him buried deep while letting her feel every inch of him without overwhelming her further.

He leaned down and pressed soft, open-mouthed kisses along the side of her neck, then lower to her collarbone, all while continuing those slow, rolling hip movements.

One of his hands left the bed to slide down her side, gently cupping her breast and brushing his thumb over her stiff nipple in soothing circles. His other hand stayed tangled in her hair, massaging her scalp tenderly as he whispered against her skin.

"You feel so good around me... so tight... so warm... I’ve got you, Sienna."

Sienna’s body responded instinctively. Every time he rolled his hips, her pussy clenched harder around him in fluttering pulses. She could feel the thick crown of his cock pressing right against her deepest point with every slow grind. The mixture of lingering pain and growing sparks of pleasure made her hips move more deliberately now—small, needy rolls that matched his rhythm.

Her legs tightened around his waist, pulling him closer as another soft moan escaped her.

Phei groaned again, his forehead dropping to rest against hers for a moment. His eyes were half-lidded, lost in the overwhelming sensation of her virgin pussy gripping and embracing him so tightly.

He kept the movements slow and shallow, just enough to let her body adjust while still giving her the deep, intimate connection she needed.

Because right before his eyes, what Sienna could not see—