At this point, Xenovia only knew the instinct to lift her buttocks higher and higher.
"Mmm... ooh... Ethan... feels good... mm..."
Gradually, her gasps faded. Xenovia reached her peak again and lay limp on the bed. Ethan remained inside the tight canal, enjoying the sensation of the internal flesh sucking on him. Once she stopped twitching, he flipped her over onto her hands and knees.
From behind her rounded buttocks, he could see her pink flower valley. He knelt behind her, gripped his dragon, and thrust it into the glistening entrance.
"Ah... it's coming again... so good... too intense..."
Xenovia began to shake her hips around the dragon in a doggy-style position. Fluids leaked out as they joined, making wet squelch sounds. Ethan pumped in and out while reaching around to tease her clitoris.
"Ah... so good... oh... don't stop..."
Ethan's fingers ground her clitoris while his dragon hit the neck of her womb. He held her slender waist and slammed in with full force, rotating the head against her soft heart. After a hundred thrusts, he leaned over her back and gripped her breasts as anchors, thrusting even faster.
"Ah... yes... right there! ... Ah... so good... Ethan... you're so amazing! ... I'm going to leak again! ... Ah... I can't... I really can't! ... Ethan... come with me... give me your essence... I want to carry your... baby!"
Nearing her third climax, Xenovia could no longer take it. Even with her stamina, she had been thoroughly broken by Ethan's thick dragon. Her womb mouth opened to the massive head, and Ethan, stimulated by her suction, let out a hot torrent of life essence deep into her sacred palace.
Xenovia trembled as the hot liquid hit her internal walls, secreting more of her own fluids. The continuous breakthroughs of climax pushed her past her limits, and she fainted from the overwhelming pleasure.
Ethan lay atop her smooth back, keeping his dragon buried inside her. He enjoyed the warmth of her body as the post-orgasmic sensations faded. Suddenly, a hot, sexy body pressed against his back.
"It seems I didn't successfully get pregnant just now," Irina whispered in his ear. "To complete the mission, I have to... ah..."
Ethan didn't wait for her to finish. His dragon, already regaining its strength, slid out of Xenovia and up between Irina's long legs, finding the entrance to her flower valley with unerring accuracy.
"Ooh..."
The baby-making activity for the two swordswomen began once more.
Time flew by, and it was now late September. It had been about two weeks since Irina and Xenovia were first devoured by Ethan. Despite multiple sessions, they hadn't achieved their goal of pregnancy yet. However, they knew it was a long-term task.
Ethan had fully mastered his new Angel bloodline and the "Perfect Holy Sword Compatibility" talent. His combat form now featured twelve pairs of wings—a mix of Devil, Fallen Angel, and Angel wings.
The Holy Sword talent was a great surprise. In this world, there were holy swords not just against devils, but also against dragons and other races. Michael possessed a Dragon-Slaying sword that did massive damage to dragon bloodlines. With this talent, if anyone tried to use a holy sword against Ethan, the weapon would likely refuse to harm him. Holy swords have a consciousness; they prefer a perfect compatible user over a forced master.
Ethan had even summoned Durandal, the "Tyrant" holy sword sealed in an alternate space by Xenovia. Xenovia had panicked, thinking the blade was going to rampage, but the world-cutting sword floated obediently in the air like a pet, letting Ethan stroke its blade.
With Ethan's help, Xenovia had reached S-rank (High-class Devil), and Irina had become a six-winged S-rank Angel. Both girls had fully integrated into the mansion. Xenovia, now Rias's servant, fit in perfectly with the Occult Research Club. Irina, despite her angelic aura, spent most of her time bothering Ethan for "baby-making missions," so there was no friction with the others. Nothing builds a bond like being naked in the same bed.
As the days passed, everyone's strength grew, but Ethan found his hard power plateauing despite his mastery of skills. He tried to research the path from Martial Arts to Immortal Arts, but like the God-rank breakthrough, he couldn't find the doorway.