Titan King: Ascension of the Giant-Chapter 364 Savage lovemaking

Orion's plan impressed all the lords, and they were once again in awe of his wisdom. After the meeting, Orion didn't stick around for small talk. He returned to his temporary tent.

Drakthul had been waiting inside for a while, having brought Orion a special "gift."

Princess Ava lay naked on the carpet, bound by ropes. Her breasts might not have been particularly large, but to Orion, once human, Ava's body was undeniably captivating.

Orion didn't refuse Drakthul's offering.

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Because Ava was human and a virgin, Orion used a special potion to shrink himself somewhat before having sex with her. He tried to be a "gentleman" during the process, being as gentle as he could, and finishing within an hour.

Even so, his large cock gave Princess Ava sensations beyond anything she could have imagined. It was painful at first, but once her body adjusted, the feeling of being filled by his cock was incredible, both strange and wonderful.

"Tell me, what's your name?" Orion's tone was condescending and dominant.

Princess Ava's chin struggled in Orion's grip as she tried to break free. Being raped left her feeling deeply humiliated. Despite being forced, Princess Ava had experienced an intense orgasm, the flush still lingering on her skin.

Ava was the first human woman Orion had slept with since arriving in this world. Having sex with a human woman again was an intensely pleasurable experience for Orion. He found himself intrigued by Ava and treated her with a modicum of gentleness.

"Kill me!" As a princess of the kingdom, having been raped by a giant, Ava was ready to die.

"My subordinates tell me you're a human princess. I'm curious about your identity." Orion pinched Ava's cheek, a smug smile on his face. "Giants don't kill their women." He added, "Of course, if you're looking to die, try to escape. Then I won't have a choice."

Blonde hair, beautiful features, and a sexy figure – that was Orion's first impression of Princess Ava. He pulled her back into his arms.

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"Hee hee hee... Since you don't want to talk, let's try another way to get you to open up!" Orion let out a lewd chuckle. He stood up and forced his cock into Ava's mouth.

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Princess Ava refusing to reveal any more about herself despite Orion's treatment.

However, her defiance only resulted in rougher handling. He pushed her down and thrust his cock inside her, his movements much more forceful and rapid than before.

Orion's lovemaking was savage. Ava, unable to resist, could only grip the blanket, moans escaping her lips. The sounds were a mixture of pain, humiliation, and a strange sort of pleasure.

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City of Blessings, the capital city of the Blood Elves.

Blood Elf Elanor stood on the city walls, gazing towards the northern sky after completing her patrol of the defenses. Hippogryph Riders flew back and forth, bringing the latest news of the enemy to the Blood Elf kingdom.

"Ms. Elanor, was Faelar in pain when he died?" Blood Elf Prince Rommath asked sorrowfully. Faelar had been a close friend.

Hearing Faelar's name, a look of guilt crossed Elanor's face. She had been unable to reach Faelar in time to save him from being killed by Orion, Balor, and Ironhoof.

"Faelar is a hero of our Blood Elf race. His name is etched in our history. He will forever bask in the glory of our people." Elanor turned to the young prince, her expression solemn. "Prince Rommath, this war concerns the very survival of our people and our territory. Our fate is uncertain. We must fight for our race. Death and sacrifice are inevitable. We must look forward."

Although Prince Rommath looked like an adult, according to Blood Elf tradition, he had not yet undergone his coming-of-age ceremony and was not considered an adult elf.

Elanor took an arrow from her back and handed it to Prince Rommath. "Prince Rommath, live. Let this war be your rite of passage." Elanor had been one of Rommath's archery mentors.

Prince Rommath took the arrow and nodded gravely.

"Ms. Elanor, His Majesty requests your presence at the court meeting." Another Blood Elf approached, relaying the king's summons before Elanor could say anything more.

Half an hour later, inside the palace of the City of Blessings.

Only three Blood Elves were qualified to attend the court meeting: King Anasterian, Grand Elder Lireesa, and Elanor. They were the three most powerful members of the Blood Elf race.

Both Grand Elder Lireesa and Elanor were upper Legendary level, while King Anasterian was a peak Legendary level being.

"My King, there are only six Legendary level individuals among the Northern Coalition. If they dare to continue their southward invasion of our cities, they must have a hidden ace up their sleeve." Grand Elder Lireesa, despite her youthful appearance, was ancient. Only she could address King Anasterian as "My King." Her tone was certain and worried.

"This war is orchestrated by the white dragon Frostsire. He is surely watching the western front. There must be a will projection of his hidden within the Northern Coalition." King Anasterian nodded, his voice echoing with regal authority. He held a deep respect for Frostsire, an arch lord peak level being, a dragon who had lived for at least ten thousand years.

"Rest assured, I have retrieved the ancestor's relic. With our sacred sword in hand, as long as Frostsire himself does not appear, I am confident I can intercept his will projection. Those six northern lords, however, are troublesome!"

Including King Anasterian, the City of Blessings had only five Legendary level defenders. Two of them, Boarion the Boarfolk and Brimli the Gnome, were not even Blood Elves.

If a major battle erupted, King Anasterian would have to confront Frostsire's will projection, leaving only four to face the northern lords.

Fortunately, Grand Elder Lireesa and Elanor were both upper Legendary level, so while outnumbered, the Blood Elves' Legendary level beings were powerful.

"Elder Elanor, has Boarion the Boarfolk recovered from his injuries?" King Anasterian's thoughts turned to the injured Boarion, another Legendary level being whose presence was crucial for the defense of the city.

"Your Majesty, Boarion's severed hand has been reattached. His strength has returned, and he is ready for battle." Elanor had witnessed Boarion's recovery firsthand and spoke with certainty.

"Good." King Anasterian continued, "Elanor, tell us more about this new giant king of the north. Be detailed. From the intelligence you've sent back, I have a feeling we've underestimated him. He's only middle Legendary level, yet he can already contend with upper Legendary level beings."

Elanor fell into thought, recalling her encounters with Orion. In their first encounter, he had nearly killed Boarion. Later, he had defeated Balor in the giant's duel for kingship.