I took my last step out of the corridor into the chambers. Quinette quickly shut the door the moment she stepped out. She had been walking through out with her eyes on her back.

But at the end the wolf hadn’t moved a step from the moment we walked out of the corridor.

"It’s a surprise they let us go. I had expected they would chase after us." Quinette exhaled.

I slipped my hand in my robe pocket and advanced up to Quinette.

"What did you want to tell me?" She turned around, meeting me closer to her.

I looked into her eyes. She backed up as I drew close, her back eventually hit the wall. With nowhere else to retreat to.

I pinned her to the wall, rest my hand beside her head.

"W-what are you doing?"

"Quinette, I was holding this to myself but we can put up a good fight using my ability."

"How?"

"We just have to have sex."

"..." Her poker face cracked as her cheeks turned red. "Eh?! What are you saying?"

"With Dragonpotent I can absorb a dragon essence through climax. With it I can evolve my ability further, which will also benefit my partner." I leaned closer to the smooth line of her neck.

Days in the cave had washed away the luxurious perfume she wore, replaced with something sweaty and raw. The scent of her made my blood burn hotter.

"I let you make the choice," I whispered, the warmth of my breath against her neck. She pulled back slightly, her breath caught. By the time it resumed it was shaky. Her tail curled around her leg tightly.

As she pulled her thighs together...

Trying to keep her composure, which slowly dissolved from my touch. I traced a finger on her tail. Watching her reaction on her face, Quinette fought to find words. Her voice composure was fully shattered.

The knights who had walked into my chambers were unreadable. I could fully read her. She wanted this but didn’t admit it. Years as an assassin the feeling was rare to the hollow she knew. I could see the war in her eyes — fear of wanting, fear of needing.

Her hand rested on my robe, then she gripped. "W-what if... it doesn’t work." holding onto me while asking for a to let go. Her voice trembled with something deeper than doubt.

I lifted her jaw, maintaining eye contact.

"It won’t fail. Even if it does, at least I got to do it with you."

Her feet remained planted. Even if pinned to the wall, if she truly didn’t want it, the space under my arm wasn’t going to stop her. But she didn’t. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, her breath stuttered. "Walter~"

It escaped her lips like a prayer and a surrender all at once.

"Can you trust me?"

She gave me a little nod. That was the go ahead I needed. With no time to waste, I cupped her cheeks, pressed my lips against hers. My tongue slipped through. The taste of her mouth flooded my tongue sweet.

I grabbed her thighs, lifting her off the ground while our tongues curled together. Her tongue movements were sloppy, hungry. I sucked on her lips, broke the kiss to get a better view of the lewd look she had on her face. A thin line trailed from my lips to hers. Her breath rose and dropped in the most erotic way possible. She recaptured my lips, her arms wrapped around my neck like she was afraid I’d vanish. Her armor hit the ground the moment I unstrapped it.

I carried her to the long chair. Her body sank into the cushion. "Come to me~" she stretched her arms out, welcoming me. I could not resist. The raw need in her voice sent fire straight to my core.

I climbed over her. With her armor off her chest, her boobs were free. The round milky mounds stood firm, nipples already tight. Begging for my touch.

My hand worked as I kneaded them. They were firm and pliable under my rough palms.

"Ah~ hm~"

I rubbed my thumb against her hard nipples, pinched them harder. Her back arched sharply off the cushion.

"Walter~" The sounds of her voice moaning my name were music to my ears, raw and broken with emotion.

I fastened my lips to her nipples, sucking deep, drawing out every gasp and whimper. Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as if she needed me to consume her.

Her body grew heated. Taking a trip to her inner thigh, her slit was dripping wet, slick with years of hidden longing. I pushed in a finger, then two, curling them against that sensitive spot inside her.

"uh~ahn~"

And her moans continued, growing louder, more desperate. Her tail lashed wildly behind her before wrapping tight around my waist, pulling me in.

Her walls were tight, pulsing around my fingers. Slowly I thrust my fingers into her, rubbing the ridges of her walls. At the same time, groping her boobs and sucking her nipples like I was starving for her.

My finger was lubricated from her love juice, enveloped by warmth. I added another, stretching her.

My fingers worked faster inside her. Drool trailed from the corner of her lips. Her fingers clawed at nothing, sliding down her body, finding her clitoris and pleasuring herself in frantic circles. The sight of her losing control for me made my chest tighten with fierce possessiveness.

Her walls clenched hard, creeping at the edge of climaxing. I pulled my finger out with a wet plop. Her body convulsed, her boobs bounced up, eyes wide with frustration.

My cock was throbbing beneath my robe, aching painfully.

Quinette reached for my wear, pulling it down as my cock sprang free, fully erect, veins bulging in it. Precum leaked at the tip.

I witnessed the look Quinette had written on her face. Her eyes were glued on my throbbing shaft hovering over her face, filled with a mix of awe and hunger that made my heart pound.

"It... Big."

I was a staggering 7 inches, a pride I carried between my legs. She took a deep breath, letting the musky smell of my manhood intoxicate her completely.

It turned her on. Her mouth engulfed my cock. She pushed her head down to the base then began plunging her head with eager, wet strokes. The heat and suction made my knees weak.

The top of my cock rubbed against the smooth ceiling of her mouth. I gripped her horns and thrust my hips. Every inch she gagged from every thrust. Sloppy, obscene sounds filled the room as tears pricked her eyes from overwhelming need.

I shut my eyes, focusing on the pleasure which overwhelmed me. The warmth of her mouth, each slippery drive. I tightened the grip on her horn, buried her full length in her mouth. Her throat squeezed around me like she never wanted to let go.

Her warm lips kissed my skin.

I was at my limit. I jerked, erupting my seed deep. I kept shooting, pulse after pulse. My length jumped in her mouth as she swallowed greedily, her eyes locked on mine with raw emotion.

I pulled out my shaft, covered in her saliva.

Quinette’s mouth was puffed. She swallowed it all, licked the cum at the corner of her lips like it was precious.

"You cummed a lot." Her voice was hoarse, filled with wonder and affection.

I dropped her back on the chair, spreading out her legs wide. Her body was glistening with sweat, breath coming out even but ragged. The bond between us already felt alive.

I positioned my length before her folds, rubbing the head against her slick entrance, teasing her until she whimpered my name again.

The foreplay was over. I was aching to penetrate her. With one deep thrust I sank inside, filling her completely. Her walls gripped me tight, she was burninh hot as we both gasped at the connection.

My Dragonpotent began to stir between us, binding our essences as her tail wrapped tighter and her nails dug into my back.

She was mine now, and I was hers.