Dink’s gasping for air was interrupted when Lady Estra suddenly luoward him. She grabbed his hand with both hands, and pressed her lips to his. Her tongue hungrily explored the inside of his mouth, tasting her sweet ar. She pulled back, looking deeply into his eyes with a vulnerable expression. He gave her a self-satisfied smirk.

  “Now it’s my tur on your knees,” Dink anded.

  “Yes,” Lady Estra breathed as she obeyed.

  “Yes, what?” Dink asked as he looked down on the kneeling elven maiden.

  “Yes, master,” Lady Estra said. her body shivered after saying the words.

  Dink could feel her surreo him through the bond. She was now his, body and soul. She still desired his draic bloodline, but now there was more to it. His expression became firm as he stared into her invigorating eyes.

  “ me. I’m still covered in filth from the battle, and who knows what else,” Dink instructed, looking toward the transport cart. Murkuk was sitting cross-legged inside while focused on the haunch of the roast phantom cat he was eating.

  “Yes, master,” Lady Estra said eagerly.

  The nape of Dink’s ingled as the elven maiden elled mana. An are sigil appeared, h in the air in front of him. It bathed his body in light, removing the filth as it passed. His body felt refreshed and reinvigorated after the spell ended.

  I haven’t been this iuries, it’s a good feeling. The best I’ve gotten is being tossed into a wooden tub of cold water to wash blood off me. That in itself is a rare occurre only happens when my thoughts start to drift and I misjudge my cut. I’m not usually so careless.

  Dink gripped a handful of the seductively kneeling elven maiden’s lustrous strawberry-blonde hair. He pulled on it to tilt her head back to face him. Her face twitched as she grabbed hold of his wrist. He spped her across the face. She looked up at him with her teeth grit in defiance. A red tint had appeared on the fwless skin of her cheek.

  “Look at me. Is there something you want to say to me?” Dink asked while holding her head still by a handful hair.

  Lady Estra squirmed as she tried to break his grip. Dink spped her a sed time, harder than the first. F her to meet his gaze. Tears were welling in her eyes as she pouted with a vulnerable expression. She stopped moving and released his wrists as he felt submission through their bond.

  “I said look at me. Don’t fet that I’m a monster. I will take whatever I like and there’s nothing you do to stop me. Do you uand?” Dink asked coldly.

  She nodded obediently. She flinched as Dink spped her again. This time she prevented herself from grabbing his wrist again. g her fists instead.

  “Speak. I asked you a question,” Dink anded.

  “Yes, master,” Lady Estra replied meekly.

  He could smell her arousal as he felt a wave of power well inside him. His draic bloodline was stirring in respoo his lust. She felt the dragon aura wash over her, shivering with longing.

  “Good. You belong to me now. My own personal fuck doll. It was fun to start with, but I won’t accept any more defiance from you. If you do it again, you will be punished. Is that uood,” Dink firmly stated.

  “Yes, master,” Lady Estra replied obediently.

  “This is for your little game earlier,” Dink said as he spped her once more.

  She was fag away from him, rubbing her reddened cheek as tears streamed down her face. She refused to look in his dire. He could feel her pulsing with desire as she tentatively began to py with herself. He gave a defeated smile while gently shaking his head in bemusement.

  He reached down to grip her delicate , turnio face him. She returned his gaze with tear-stained defiance. Dink released her to sp her aime, this time with less force. He grabbed her hair once more as he tore off his loincloth. His impressive manhood stood proud in front of her hungry lips. She didn’t wait for instru as she gripped his shaft, pg the tip against her wet tongue.

  She began to dance her tongue around the head of his phallus. She held it ih a loose grip as she tilted her head to ruongue along the length of his shaft. She looked into his eyes while slowly lig upward before ing her lips around the head. Her tongue felt amazing as it circled his manhood inside her tender red lips. Her hand maintais loose grip as it began to slowly move in twisting up-and-down motions.

  She focused on the phallus in her mouth with wild abandon. She briefly pulled her head away to wet her lips before uedly spitting on the head of his phallus. She lightly pced the tip against her lips as she rexed her throat in preparation. She suddenly dove her head down, eng the ey of his potent phallus, stig her to at the base of his shaft to lick his balls.

  Dink moaned in pleasure as he gripped her silken hair with both hands, tilting his head ba ecstasy. He began thrusting deep into her throat. He ehe wet sound it made as he fucked her face with abandon. Saliva drooled down her while her hands tightened into fists as she held her breath. Tears welled in her eyes as she bravely endured while his balls spped against her . Dink stared into her vulnerable eyes as his breathing became ragged. She seemed to sense his building climax, pulling back to focus on dang her tongue over his shaft and tip uably. Drool stretched from his rock-hard manhood to her as she kissed the shaft. Moving her mouth down its length, she moved her mouth to liderh his balls, staring up at him with undisguised desire.

  Her hands moved faster over the length of his shaft as she took his balls inside her mouth. She gently sucked as she wiggled her tongue against them. Dink’s body stiffened as his grip in her hair tightened. She quickly moved her entig lips to encase his manhood as he climaxed. His body arched in pleasure as he thrust his phallus into the back of her throat, pulling her head toward him as he tilted his head back. His body jolted as he pumped his seed deep into her mouth.

  Dink removed his phallus from her mouth, catg a glimpse of his seed resting oongue. Her face grimaced at the salty taste as she swallowed his load, looking up at him eagerly from her kneeling position. He admired her dishevelled appearance as he released her hair. Her lustrous strawberry-blonde hair was an absolute mess filled with knots from his hands. Her tantalizing breasts were soaked in saliva drooling from her . A bruised handprint was beginning to appear on her cheek from his abuse.

  Lady Estra seemed pletely uned as she k. Her face was torted in an expression of bliss. Through their bond, Dink could feel her eted emotions surging inside. She was trating on abs the mana tained in his seed. His goblin body’s irait had activated despite not being used for breeding purposes.

  His draic bloodline had activated and had rushed into Lady Estra at the moment of his climax, leaving him feeling pletely drained. Now that he had experie, he could detect a faint st on ing from her body. It was only minuscule in parison to the purity of his bloodline, but she was successful itempt to acquire it. He now uood why animals, such as the phantom cat reacted sly to his presence.

  Elf flesh is just as stimuting as I remember it. But how is it that she was so experienced? I smell that she’s still a virgin.

  Lady Estra opened her eyes with a beaming smile of satisfa. She climbed to her feet on unsteady legs, activating an invisible trigger with a delicate finger. An are sigil formed at her waist, ag as a mag flittering particles that encased her entig thighs in light. A momehe bck leather form-fitting trousers reappeared to cover her seductive legs.

  She cradled an arm across her chest with a smirk as she used her other hand to b the knots out of her lustrous hair. After she was satisfied with the result, she pushed her impressive breasts into the cup of her bodice. She quickly tied the ces of her bodice, pulling the string tight as she looped it into a bow. Lastly, she wiped the drool from her mouth and dabbed it off her cleavage.

  Once she resentable, she looked at Dink with aed glint in her eye. He could sense her overwhelming joy at obtaining even a small measure of draic bloodlihrough the tract. He smiled wryly as he stooped to retrieve his loincloth, tying it on in one fluid motion.

  “Tell me. How is that a virgin maiden, such as yourself came to be so experienced?” Dink asked.

  “All daughters of golden-ranked Houses are trained by the ‘House of Worldly Delight’ to best utilize their bodies to form favourable alliances for their husbands and fathers,” Lady Estra informed him.

  Dink humphed thoughtfully. He was recalling his experiences from when he was still the Sword Saint.

  That expins how a married sed-tier gold-rank elven woman came to be visiting the Sword Saint in the middle of the night. If I remember rightly, her husband approached me to abandoria and bee a vassal for their House. He was pletely aware of his wife’s indiscretion and even attempted to use it as leverage. I assumed that he wanted me too, or was one of those men who was excited by being a cuckold.

  “That makes a lot of sehey must have supplied you with a very good teacher,” Dink observed.

  “One of the very best. I was trained by one of the ten legendary courtesans, Madame Celeste,” Lady Estra replied with pride.

  “Madame Celeste? Celeste the Entress, legendary dark elveress of the blessed tongue? I had to apply to be on the waiting list for her more than ten years in advance!” Dink outburst in disbelief.

  “One and the same. As far as I’m aware, Madame Celeste doesn’t service goblins. They have a tendency to breed moblins every time they mate," Lady Estra replied dryly.

  "Now that you mention it, none of the goblins sired on the goblin females ever looked like me. They didn't absorb my mana the way that you did, but they did have an increase in vitality," Dink mused.

  "Anyway, she retired turies ago,” Lady Estra said, juring a mirror from light to float in the air to i her bumps and bruises.

  “I fet that elves age differently sometimes,” Dink grumbled.

  “Yes, she is nearly a millennium old. But it’s impolite to discuss a dy's age. I didn’t bee an adult until I was a tury old, that was less than a decade ago,” Lady Estra informed him smugly.

  Dink watched as Lady Estra used the jured mirror to tentatively touch the bump that had formed on her brow. It was caused by the stone Dink had thrown during the battle. A welted handprint was beginning to show on her cheek from Dink’s discipline. Lady Estra left the mirror h in the air as she retrieved her pack, pg it atop the desk. She started to ruffle through the tents, grunting in satisfa when she found what she was looking for.

  Murkuk had silently arrived to stand beside Dink. He was tentedly eating roast phantom cat, some to Dink, which he accepted. They both casually ate while watg Lady Estra pull a stss vial from her pack. It tained a liquid the colour of blood with a strange, inviting glow. A health potion.

  She removed the cork and pressed the vial to her voluptuous lips. She pinched her ween dainty fingers while tilting her head to drink the tents. Her face torted with disgust at the taste, but its effects were immediate. The discoloured lump on her brow began to retreat as the welted handprint on her cheek smoothed out. Within moments her face had regais fwless appearance. She looked in the floating mirror, turning her head in both dires as she ied the results.

  Lady Estra clicked her tongue in satisfa as she dismissed the jured mirror. Dink’s jaw was hanging open in astonishment, the meat he was chewing fotten about. He shook his head as he swallowed his mouthful.

  “You really are from a gold-ranked . Wasting a health potion on etijuries. Even I’ve never done something so excessive,” Dink said in disbelief.

  “Such a minor expense, I would be more servative while on the road. This only requires a visit to the apothecary before we leave Chiset. We’re in the capital city of Hatral, after all. I received a letter at the Are Academy here from Madame Celeste before I left. She is visiting the local House of Wordly Delight and has invited me to see her. She will be able to offer us some advice before we leave. She has many tacts and experieer years of…” Lady Estra said before being interrupted by banging on the barred door.

  “Lady Estra, are you safe? It has been more than an hour,” Master Chaplin called from the other side.

  He didn’t wait for a response as something smmed into the wooden door, rattling the pnk barring it. Diured to Murkuk, who immediately dropped the meat in his hand onto the floor. He retreated a step behind Dink who watched the door as the brackets gave out. The door colpsed to the floor with a thud, revealing a pair of men holding a battering ram with Master Chaplin standing behind them.

  Lady Estra calmly picked her pack off the desk, putting her arms through the straps and slinging it onto her shoulders. Dink gnced behind him, Murkuk was baring his teeth at the men. He was uo el magic without a focus, so aside from making an aggressive dispy, he remained motionless.