​As Kulu stepped over, Hana didn’t waste a second; she reached out, grabbed the front of his tactical harness, and yanked him down to capture his lips in a fierce, demanding kiss. Her skin was burning.

And Kulu did not hesitate to kiss back.

​"Someone," she gasped out against Kulu’s mouth, her dark eyes flashing with a raw, demanding hunger. "Put your junk inside me. Hurry."

​She knew for a fact she hadn’t ingested any aphrodisiacs last night. Her medical vision would have flagged it instantly. So why was her pussy screaming for something thick and massive to stir inside her right now?

​Caspian was the first to untie his trousers, his massive, dark-scaled cock baring itself in the dim morning light.

"Female dragons tend to be very active when they are heavy," he explained, his voice a deep, vibrating purr as he carefully positioned himself between her thighs. "I believe you are experiencing that stage once again because the little one has grown a lot." He believed that she was in this similar stage when she had previously ingested the aphrodisiac because she had never told them the cause of her horniness that day. "But don’t worry... we’ll take care of you. We always do."

​Before she could even respond, Caspian gripped her hips. Raiden took out his fingers right away and watched as the dragon plunged his thick cock deep inside her.

Hana let out a loud, unbridled cry that echoed off the high ceiling as he began to thrust, his movements firm but deliberately angled to avoid putting any pressure against the protruding curve of her belly.

​The intense friction sent a wave of pleasure straight to her brain, but her core was still craving more. Sensing her hunger, Raiden sneaked up right behind her back. He dropped to his knees, his eyes fixed on her tightly puckered rear entrance.

It had been a while since he had been allowed back there. He applied a generous smear of the leftover essential oil to his fingers, prepping her before slowly pressing his pink hard cock inside her back hole.

​Hana threw her head back against Kulu’s chest, a loud, shattered moan ripping from her throat as she was filled from both sides.

​Kulu leaned over her, his hands large and warm as he firmly fondled one of her heavy breasts, while Caspian’s hand squeezed the other breast.

Raiden began to grind before going at a slow pace from behind, his lips trailing wet, bruising kisses directly over the nine-tail mark etched across her lower back, moaning her name repeatedly. "Hana... ah, Hana... you feel so good... so tight..."

​The sheer, overwhelming friction of the double penetration pushed Hana right to the edge, her internal contractions clamping down hard on both of their cocks as the pheromone scent in the room reached a suffocating peak.

​Just as Caspian’s chest expanded with a ragged roar, his orange throat flaring violently as he spilled his hot seed deep into her womb, a sharp, authoritative knock rattled the heavy wooden door of the pavilion.

​Knock. Knock.

​"Fire King Caspian?" Celene’s voice called out from the hallway, dripping with a strained, performative politeness.

She had two low-tier servants standing right behind her, carrying fresh linens for the morning change.

​Caspian clicked his tongue in pure irritation, slowly pulling his wet scaly cock out of her with a heavy sigh.

Hana, still completely caught up in the rolling waves of her orgasm, didn’t want the session to stop. She pointed a trembling finger at Kulu.

​Kulu understood the directive instantly. Without a word, he unfastened his gear, stepped into the space Caspian had just vacated, and smoothly slid his tanned cock inside her wet, twitching pussy to keep her pleasure climbing.

​Caspian stood up, loosely adjusting his trousers to cover himself just enough to ensure Hana’s property remained entirely hidden from outside eyes.

He strode over to the heavy wooden door and yanked it open just a few inches, his massive frame completely blocking the view into the room.

But he couldn’t block the sound. Hana’s loud, unbridled moans and Kulu’s deep grunts rolled straight past him, echoing loudly down the polished stone hallway.

"What do you want?" ​Caspian glared down at Celene and the two servants, his face twisted into a dark, disgruntled snarl. "We didn’t ask for a wake-up call. You’re disturbing us, rats."

​The two-tailed servant girls instantly flushed a deep, bright crimson, their heads dropping as they clutched the linens tightly, utterly embarrassed by the raw, wet sounds of standard-issue mating filtering through the crack.

​Celene’s face, however, turned a violent shade of red with pure fury. Did these ridge-dwellers think they were the only ones in this palace?

The human female was being entirely too loud, and that thick, sweet mating scent was drifting so far down the corridors that the guards at the outer courtyard gates couldn’t even concentrate on their weapons.

She had marched down here specifically to demand they quiet down their scandalous affairs, but looking at the absolute, murderous bloodlust in Caspian’s golden eyes—and remembering the shattered kitchen wall from last night—the words died completely in her throat.

​She opened her mouth to force out a haughty reply, but before a single syllable could leave her lips, Raiden’s voice cut clearly through the pavilion, echoing down the hall with a breathless, heavy vibration.

​"Hana... your back hole is just so sweet... I’m cumming inside you now!"

​The wet, slapping sounds of Raiden’s final, desperate thrusts filled the silence. Celene stiffened, her eyes widening in pure mortification as she realized she was standing in the hallway listening to her own nephew loudly defile himself for an outsider.

Was this who they were going to leave the fate of the spire to? Sure, he was going to be brought back to become a breeding pig, but still... It was insulting having to stand here and listen to all of this.

Unable to handle the sheer embarrassment of the display, she snapped her jaw shut, turned sharply on her heel, and stormed back down the corridor with her servants scrambling right behind her.

But before they scrambled off, he pointed,

"Hey, you," the girls flinched as they paused on their tracks. "Give me that,"

​Caspian slammed the heavy door shut after taking the fresh linen, a dark smirk touching his lips as he walked back toward the action.

Kulu was already close, unable to last much longer with Hana squeezing up around him. Her breast felt so soft he could not take his hands off, and her insides felt too good he could not pace himself.

And then, there was that expression written over her face. That expression of pure, unhinged lust.

And so, he came, pouring his seeds deep inside her.

"Move aside, bird brain." He said, discarding his pants again. "It’s my turn again."