The dragon's harem - Chapter 1883: Wild Passion

Chapter 1883: Wild Passion

The maid apologized to Mira once more before joining the others to stand by the wall. Holding themselves down was getting harder and harder each minute, and it seems that Mira understood that. She didn’t go after them, and instead took their actions as normal, and with a smile, she lay on the bed, watching Matilda and Arad with a smile.

Matilda gasped for air with a groan as she stopped moving. She stared down at Arad with a smile, then pulled herself back and got his flesh out from inside her. Being the one to move was fun, but wasn’t her style at all. She turned around, got on all four, and shook her peach.

Arad already knew what she wanted, and he wasn’t going waste time. She was a cat, a big cat at that. Being gentle with her turned her off more than on, and the last thing she wanted was for Arad to sit and let her take the lead.

First, Arad’s body started growing larger until he returned to his original size, which strangely didn’t look that much different than when he was Mira. When Arad was with Mira, he was only around seven feet tall, the height they agreed on, so he wouldn’t look like a giant compared to everyone else. She was barely six feet tall after all.

But Matilda, albeit not looking like it, was huge. She stood at six feet, nine inches, counting the ears, a whole two meters. She wasn’t thin either, she was thick, shaped like a divine huntress from the wild lands of the divine beasts.

So, when Arad expanded back to his true size, the image finally seemed complete. The toned, giant beast huntress was now beneath the arms of the giant barbarian-looking man. One of the maids seemed to finally realize a key feature of Arad that allowed him to be able to balance all of his wives, and it was that he wasn’t asking them to change for him; he was doing the opposite.

Arad tailored himself for each of his wives’ needs he took the responsibility of caring for them. Mira wanted a gentle, firm, but passionate man, and that was the version she got. But what Matilda wanted was completely different; she didn’t even want a husband, but a mate. It was more just to consider her more similar to the drakainas than the rest of Arad’s wives.

What Matilda wanted was a man, a mate larger than her, stronger than her, firm, slightly arrogant, and most importantly, willful. Since she carried the blood of both tigers and dragons, her needs bordered on the realm of violence rather than passion.

As she got on all four and shook her butt, making her tail swing from left to right, Arad grabbed her by the neck and pinned her down. She tried to move, but Arad pinned both of her arms to her back, and she could feel his massive flesh ramming into her insides like a hammer.

She smiled and threw a glare at him with a grunt, “Isn’t it a bit too small?”

He pulled back, and when he thrusted the second time, Matilda screamed her lungs out. It wasn’t all the way in, and at his full size, Arad had more than a foot to work with. All of that talent couldn’t possibly fit anywhere beside the drakainas who matched his size, and of course, it was too big even for Matilda.

Of course, that was by design. Even if it didn’t fit, it wasn’t something that a bit more strength couldn’t fix. Naturally, Arad wasn’t going on his own, but he was strictly following Matilda’s emotions and impulses that he read directly through her mind. It did hurt her a bit, but that pain was already getting overshadowed in her mind.

It was as if that pain itself was essential somehow, and it was what was getting her into heat. Each clap cracked like thunder, and before long, Matilda’s moans had grown deeper and turned into growls and roars, making the maids a bit concerned.

“My lady… is this fine?” One of the maids approached Mira and asked, then quickly threw a glance at Selina, Matilda’s closest friend.

“Ah, don’t worry. The bed won’t break even if Arad punches it at half his strength. I specifically reinforced it to handle a draconic level of… love.” She smiled, and the maid looked even more concerned. “I’m talking about Lady Matilda.”

Mira patted the maid on the head. “Ah, don’t worry about that. If she wanted Arad to stop, he would stop before she could even say it. In fact, he is now only doing what she wanted, following the images in her mind.”

She leaned back and put one leg on another. “And if you think this looks a bit too rough, then don’t worry.” She pointed at them. “Her mother warned us before. She said that in bed, for the tiger clan, there is usually a lot of scratching, growling, and rough behavior. Think of it more like how tigers, the animals, behave. Or house cats, if it’s easier to imagine.”

The maid still looked too concerned, but she sighed. “I see. I hope you’re right.” But as she was leaving, Mira added. “Yeah, this might take a bit too long, like several days.”

“What?” The maid cried, and Mira laughed. “Sorry, that was a joke. They should be done after several rounds. Then it’s Selina’s turn.”

Selina smiled beside Mira, “For me, please don’t forget to get everything cleaned up. I’d like a fresh, clean slate.”

The maid bowed, and the rest bowed after her. All of their tools, the water, wipes, and sets of sheets were ready. When Matilda is done with her share, they’ll wash Arad clean, change the bed’s sheet, and make sure Selina gets what she wanted.

“Ah, since Matilda might take a while, and you all already waited a while, you can relax and have fun as well.” Mira waved her hand to the maids and then turned toward her personal three maids. Camilla, Roana, and Alicia were already out of it, having gotten exhausted just playing with themselves as they wanted Mira have her share. They knew that they probably won’t get any action tonight, and that they were just there in case Arad still wanted some extra fun, and his wives -two wives and one concubine- weren’t able to keep up.

The twenty maids who stood by the wall waiting to help if needed all looked at each other for a second, took a deep breath, and then started stripping down. Mira had given them permission, so they won’t hold back anymore. Even if they can’t jump at Arad and gobble him up, they can still enjoy him from afar, look, and bask.

But soon, Mira noticed that some of the maids weren’t using Arad and Matilda as a source for their fantasy as they played with themselves, some were looking at her directly. The moment she caught them using her instead, they turned their faces and pretended to be looking at Arad, making her giggle.

“Lala, Stella, and Bella did warn me about this…” She turned to look toward Arad and Matilda, pretending she didn’t notice the maids.