Kole wondered briefly whether all women are stupid enough to let a man place their d*cks at their sacred garden and expect every man to wag their tails.
Maybe Kole was similar in his past life… He didn't know what had changed. But he couldn't just nod his head, waiting in agony to receive permission, especially if the said permission, comes at a price—as if they were making a deal, not love!
If Alice had doubts, she should've never entertained the thought of proceeding further. But she clearly did and expected Kole to bend his knee for a moment of pleasure.
Is this how women have evolved in the long river of history? They'd give you their snatch, and men would do everything to provide them shelter, love, care, and much more in return. Slowly the needs, and wants, evolved to something more, like exclusivity!... Kole thought, but it was a fleeting idea. Nothing more, nothing less.
With a crooked smile, Kole said, concisely: "Alice Turner, you will only be mine."
In one deep thrust, he pushed his hips forward, impaling Alice on his little behemoth. Although he felt resistance, he wasn't willing to wait for Alice to strike back. As such, he quickly tore through—pushing his dragon to the deepest parts of the phoenix.
"Ahh!" Alice groaned as a mixture of pain and pleasure spread throughout her body from the region between her thighs. She unconsciously dug her nails into his shoulders; her legs beginning to close on their own, but all it did was that she wrapped her legs around Kole's waist.
She tried to move away from him, but much to her chagrin, Kole held her tight by her waist.
"Ugh, Goddess! Its hurts!" She groaned as she held onto Kole for support, her previous thoughts washed away in the oceanic tide of a powerful mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Shh…" Kole soothed her, "It's going to be all right."
To stop her from speaking Kole pushed his lips to hers and fished his tongue out as the muscular flesh dove to find its soulmate. Soon, their tongues coiled around each other's, as their lips were locked in a tender kiss.
In order to divert her attention, Kole cupped her breasts and kneaded them with one of his hands. His other hand, held the upper portions of her butt cheeks, gently massaging them and stimulating her body.
Kole felt her inner muscles wrapping around his hard behemoth as if trying to milk it out for all it was worth. He momentarily wondered whether Alice was doing this on purpose or she was just that tight?!
However, despite all that, his raging little dragon didn't shrink one bit but got even angrier. It felt as if it was being challenged!
It took a moment, but Alice was too lost in the sweet kiss that she felt the pain being quenched, but a distinct sort of ache grew in her body.
It was urging her to move her hips, however, she clearly couldn't—because Kole was holding her in his embrace, as tightly as possible—as if claiming her.
Helpless, she could only ground her hips over his crotch with what little room she had.
Kole broke the kiss as he looked at her with a teasing smile.
Seeing that hateful smile, she suddenly remembered how Kole has completely discarded her permission.
For a moment, she feigned anger which was visible on her face.
"Ahhh!~" She moaned as Kole pulled his hips back.
Their eyes moved simultaneously to the area of their connection.
A thin stream of blood and her love juices flowed out, tracing along the girth of Kole's long shaft.
A faint feeling of "Conquering" developed in his heart.
The colorful Canvas in the depths of his mind glowed fiercely, as even brighter shades of colors sketched over the painting—further increasing the strength of his powers, however, Kole was oblivious to all.
At that moment, the aching feeling in Alice's heart intensified. She felt a sense of loss.
In an instant of desperation, she drove her hips forward to take that behemoth back inside her.
"Ahhh!~ This is it!" With a low, needful moan, she said her thoughts aloud.
Kole grinned; he slowly picked up pace as he leaned forward to nibble on her collarbone—Alice tilted her head to accommodate him, trying to match his pace by grounding her hips forward, in a taciturn rhythm.
"Ohh!~ Yes! Faster!" He was already very deep—that's why she didn't say it because she felt fuller than ever, and instead focused on his speed.
In fact, if one looked closely, they would notice, she had not been able to accommodate his full length, but Kole wasn't one to complain.
He enjoyed her hot phoenix as he pumped faster and faster; his hips moving in a blur.
Alice felt the aching itch in between her milky white thighs subsides.
Kole pushed her blonde hair to the side and chewed on her earlobes.
"Mhmm~" She whimpered in between his long hard thrusts. The passion in her heart burned even further as she felt herself reaching new heights of pleasure that she has never felt before.
"Oh, Kole… f*ck me harder, oh f*ck me fu*ck me!" Alice moaned into his mouth between tender kisses. Her hands moved behind his waist as she pulled him deeper into her private garden.
Kole focused on maintaining the furious pace.
Though he briefly wondered how Alice, a noble lady could speak with such crassness.
Was it because she always sneak out to find thrills and exploration over the seas and interact with similar people?... Kole thought but his own rapidly approaching orgasm didn't let him concentrate on these fleeting thoughts, as he frantically increased his pace further, feeling Alice's tight folds putting even more pressure on his raging dragon.
"Oh Alice, I am going to come inside…" Kole hissed as he held Alice's butt cheeks and kneaded them like dough while helping her move her hips to match the rhythm.
"Oh, Kole do as you, please. I'm yours! Knock me up and make me yours!" Alice's emerald eyes turned as dark as a bottomless abyss as she said those words with possessiveness.
Kole felt his thought process snap.
Alice was really a wildcard!
Kole pushed his mouth to hers—as he put his arms around her and held her tight. Alice wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him as fervently as she could, with what little experience she had.
Kole groaned powerfully—and in a series of short, sharp thrusts buried himself deep inside Alice and let out bursts of babymilk.
His balls tightened and loosened as they spurted their contents down his long shaft and into the deepest recesses of her humble phoenix.
At the same time, Alice felt her mind explode. As she felt a warm liquid entering her; her body unconsciously started shaking hard, and her eyes rolled up.
Alice's little toes curled as she felt her consciousness going blank.
"Yesss!" She fizzled through gritted teeth and tightly clenched jaws.
Finally, he gave one more thrust, his balls mashed up against her ass, his dragon embedded as deep as it could go. Kole held her tightly as their bodies basked in the throes of ultimate pleasure.
…
Alice stepped out the gates of Akerses' manor trying her best to walk straight without stumbling.
A steam-powered car was waiting on the road across.
She approached the car, as her personal maid—Lucy, stepped out from the driver's seat, looking at her with a confused expression.
However, she didn't carelessly approach the manor.
The last time she tried to enter the manor with her master, Alice, she felt a terrifying killing intent that she couldn't even breathe properly.
She was not a normal maid but a hidden protector and an Ascendant almost at the same level as Alice.
However, she could only wisely give up ever approaching the manor, thinking her presence was not only a waste but she wasn't welcomed either.
She knew even Viscount Turner wouldn't enter inside that Accur Cough! Akerse manor, carelessly. As such, he couldn't blame her if something happens to Alice inside the manor.
However, what confused her was that, unlike her past visits, something really happened to Alice.
She was stumbling; her light makeup was a mess. On top of that, her unruly blonde hair and poorly adjusted dress. Not to mention, it was already almost midnight.
All of that—spoke volumes of what might've happened, but Lucy didn't have the privilege to voice out her inner suspicions as she helped her master in the back seat of the car, while inhaling the faint lingering scent of her master's deeds.
Pursing her lips, Lucy took to the driver's seat and started the engine.
"He will take responsibility…" Alice muttered while looking outside the window as the moonlight fell upon her beautiful visage.
"Miss Alice," Lucy's frowned as the laborious roar of the steam engine thundered in the background; her smile tightened, "What do you mean?"
"Hmph! Don't think I'm unaware. Although you are my personal maid, your primary task isn't to serve me but keep an eye on me—an eye that father stationed." Alice snorted coldly as she fished out a coin from her purse.
Lucy's expression stiffened, but she quickly calmed herself and refused to comment.
"Does he love me?" Alice murmured as she flipped the coin in the air.
After a series of flips, she caught the coin and glanced at it.
"Hmph! All men are the same…" Alice muttered with a frown; her emerald eyes weren't smiling either.
Alice sighed, "The only saving grace is that he isn't a coward who'd hide and is willing to take accountability."
"Where to Miss?" Lucy asked as the car accelerated.
"Storm Daily headquarters in North Grovebourne. The Tempest Order must've left that place long ago."
A grin appeared on her face, "I wish to fish in troubled waters!"
Lucy pursed her lips, "But miss your condition…"
"…" Alice froze.
"I think we should go in two or three days until you recover fully… if that's alright with you, Miss Alice?"
Alice coughed awkwardly, as she moved her gaze outside the window, watching the oil lamps placed all over the streets, evenly, pass by.
She chose to remain silent, which Lucy took as an agreement.
"Looks like Heir Akerse is quite the man…"
Alice heard Lucy murmur as she blushed furiously, wishing to dig a hole and bury herself.