Even so, there was no denying that Azula tasted exquisite.
Despite the lingering madness in her eyes, her face—and everything else about her—possessed a dangerous, magnetic allure. Especially that wild, unhinged expression of hers; it carried a strange, almost handsome charisma that made her dangerously captivating.
And more than that…
She was incredibly dominant.
"How does it feel?!" Azula demanded, her voice dripping with smug triumph as she straddled Li Ke. She rocked her hips up and down with deliberate, powerful motions, staring down at him with a predatory grin. "This is the royal pussy of the Fire Nation's princess—the most superior woman in the world! The body of the previous Avatars's granddaughter!"
Though a sharp sting of pain had greeted her at first, she quickly discovered the pleasure hidden beneath it. Her gaze fixed on Li Ke like he was a flawless piece of jade waiting to be claimed.
She still didn't fully understand how he could wield two different bending arts at once, but the fact remained: he could. For anyone with ambition, Li Ke was an irreplaceable treasure.
And for her? He was essential.
If she wanted to stand against her brother Zuko and the Avatar, she needed someone with power similar to the Avatar's. She had to possess Li Ke. She had to possess this ability.
Even if she couldn't use the talent herself because of her own unique physiology, her children—her bloodline—would inherit it. Her descendants would command multiple bending arts.
Otherwise, she would never have another chance.
Only by becoming strong enough would she finally defeat her brother once and for all.
Only by becoming pregnant—by bearing powerful children—would the so-called Avatar and the new Fire Lord hesitate to lock her away in an asylum again. Only then would the people of the Fire Nation remember her, support her, instead of gradually forgetting her under the Avatar's shadow.
This was the best path. The only path.
The pleasure surging through her body was intense, but the satisfaction blooming in her mind was even greater.
As for Li Ke…
Azula was unbelievably tight.
And whether it was his imagination or not, her body temperature felt noticeably higher than a normal person's—scorching, almost like her blue flames lived just beneath her skin.
Under normal circumstances, he would have taken his time enjoying the Fire Princess's well-trained body: the firm, elastic bounce of her ass and thighs, the supple flexibility of her waist and back.
But unfortunately for her, he had just endured the Red Dragon Queen's thorough "baptism." Hundreds of intense rounds had granted him considerable resistance to heat for the time being. No matter how alluring Azula's body was, it barely stirred him.
Instead, he casually reached up and began fondling her breasts, savoring their perfect handful size. They were neither too large nor too small—flawlessly shaped. Still, compared to the Red Dragon Queen's, they fell a little short.
So when Azula slammed herself down hard onto him, using every technique she had learned from the royal tutors and secret manuals, clenching her inner muscles with ruthless precision to force him to finish inside her… she was shocked to discover—
Li Ke showed no sign of release whatsoever.
"How… how is this possible…?"
Azula's head snapped up, eyes wide with disbelief. Then she saw it: the look of utter disdain and amusement on Li Ke's face.
"Is that all you've got, Azula?" he asked with a lazy smile, watching her panting and trembling after her climax.
"If you can't keep going, then it's my turn."
He spread his hands casually, but Azula only gritted her teeth harder. Feeling his still rock-hard, burning length deep inside her, she refused to yield. She lifted her hips again and resumed her aggressive riding—piston-like, relentless.
"I can still go, you commoner!" she snarled, voice hoarse but dripping with royal arrogance. "Watch closely! The greatest woman in the world has far more than this to offer! Just lie there like a good boy and wait for my favor!"
The skills and techniques she had only studied through diagrams and second-hand accounts were now being put to real use. After just one round of actual combat, she had already mastered them. She carefully observed Li Ke's reactions, learning exactly which movements made him feel the best.
It was exhausting, but she was certain she could break him.
As a young, supremely powerful bender, her recovery was frighteningly fast. Even after one orgasm, her body was already ready for more. The second round came faster, though her sensitivity had increased only slightly.
But when she collapsed trembling onto Li Ke's chest after her second peak, despair hit her.
The thick, scorching shaft still buried deep in her womb remained rock-hard and full of vigor.
This defied everything she knew.
She was exhausted, but she bit down and forced herself to move again. This time her strength was fading. Her womb had even dropped lower, repeatedly kissing the head of his cock with every weak thrust.
Yet… it still did nothing.
Her over-sensitive nerves could no longer hold back the overwhelming pleasure. She came again—much faster this time—and slumped completely onto Li Ke, spent.
He remained fully erect.
This was nothing like the knowledge she had acquired. None of the men she had heard about in the army or among the nobility came close to this absurdity.
As a princess, she had made sure to learn whatever she wanted. She had overheard countless crude discussions among soldiers and the boastful claims of noble boys.
But she knew most of it was exaggeration. As a master of the bending arts, she understood the human body's true limits. No man could last as long as those fools bragged.
That was why, for the first time, a flicker of fear entered her eyes as she looked at Li Ke.
Because at some point, he had seized both of her arms.
"You… what kind of monster are you? Wait… I can't anymore. I can use my mouth instead. Down there… it's already…"
Her panicked words were cut off as Li Ke suddenly flipped them over with effortless strength. He pinned her beneath him, spreading her slender legs wide apart and gripping her narrow waist, positioning her perfectly.
Then he began his assault.
"Wait… I—"
The savage, relentless pounding slammed into her already hypersensitive core with devastating force. Every word died in her throat. All she could do was claw desperately at the bedsheets, trying—and failing—to withstand the mind-shattering pleasure that threatened to break anyone.
It felt like she was trapped in an endless chain of orgasms, each one crashing into the next, accompanied by a strange, terrifying sense of total collapse.
Her heart spasmed. Her womb clenched and fluttered uncontrollably. Every vein and nerve screamed in protest.
Yet her mind was flooded with nothing but devastating, addictive bliss—a pleasure so intense it brought pain, fear, and revulsion, yet one she could no longer imagine living without.
Her mouth hung open, tongue lolling uncontrollably as waves of overwhelming pleasure wrecked her. For three full minutes, Li Ke hammered into her at a brutal, inhuman speed. By the end of it, Azula had lost all capacity for coherent thought. Her mind was completely flooded—wiped clean by pure, mind-melting ecstasy.
A violent gush of clear fluid erupted uncontrollably from her body, soaking them both. Li Ke didn't care in the slightest. He simply kept pounding, driving her body and mind deeper into blissful ruin.
Finally, after Azula's fourth consecutive orgasm tore through her, Li Ke's black dragon unleashed its savage breath.
Thick, heavy ropes of white seed flooded deep into her spasming core—the only part of her still instinctively clenching around him. The sheer volume was too much; some of it forced its way back out around his shaft. Azula's head snapped back, a low, broken cry escaping her throat as intense heat filled her womb.
And with it came a strange, soothing sense of relief.
Her hazy mind registered the sensation of being thoroughly filled. For one brief, lucid moment, she watched with satisfaction as Li Ke slowly pulled his massive length free from her body, only to spray the remaining thick pulses across her flat stomach and navel.
She stared at his still-raging cock with dazed fascination. She had nearly believed he would fuck her to death… yet the endless climb to peak after peak had left her strangely addicted, drunk on the sensation.
"As expected… a woman as exceptional as me deserves a man just as exceptional…"
A satisfied smile curved her lips as she closed her eyes, intending to savor the afterglow for a moment before taking Li Ke and fleeing with him.
She no longer saw him as a mere tool. He would be her important companion—her husband.
In her eyes, a true partner had to possess overwhelming strength, limitless potential, the ability to soothe her turbulent emotions, and the power to give her strong, superior offspring.
Li Ke had every single one of those qualities. Especially that monstrous weapon of his. If she could breed that power into her bloodline… not even the Avatar would be able to stop her.
However, just as Azula closed her eyes and prepared to rest in his arms, she felt Li Ke lift her up.
Tired and boneless, she glanced at him wearily. He was carrying her toward the bathroom. She didn't resist, allowing him to lower her into the spacious bath and begin washing her body.
She thought nothing of it.
He was her chosen partner now. He had just given her unimaginable pleasure. Of course he had the right to touch her. Besides—this was him serving her, bathing her like a proper subordinate.
He was finally acknowledging his place beneath her.
But she had thought too highly of herself.
"Mmm, as I suspected… you look much better with your hair down."
Li Ke studied the disheveled princess. With her royal topknot ruined and her long dark hair spilling freely over her shoulders, she finally looked like a normal young woman—beautiful, almost soft.
But that wasn't what held his attention. He reached down and gently stroked her swollen, abused folds, then slipped two fingers inside her still-twitching entrance. With careful movements, he scooped out thick globs of his own seed.
This woman had nearly killed him with her arrogance. There was no way he was letting her off so easily.
He had just been frustrated by the Red Dragon Queen. Time to take it out on the Fire Princess.
Feeling how badly damaged her insides were—raw and torn in places—Li Ke summoned the Red Dragon's flame to his hand. The moment it appeared, he felt his own stamina rapidly draining away.
It didn't matter.
He slowly brought the roaring flame closer to her core. Azula's eyes flew open in shock as she sensed the unusual heat. Then pure terror hit her.
He's going to kill me! Or destroy me!
She instinctively tried to fight back, but her legs and body were completely limp and powerless. All she could do was watch helplessly as Li Ke pressed the flames directly against her abused flower. The scorching power surged inside her, flooding every inch of her most intimate depths.
The heat was enough to melt gold and stone. Azula screamed, her body convulsing violently. The sensation of flames pouring deep into her womb made her feel as though she was being incinerated from the inside out.
She could feel it with terrifying clarity—the dragon fire rampaging through her fertile sanctuary, swirling and crashing against her deepest walls.
The unbearable temperature triggered countless violent reactions throughout her body. She thrashed and shuddered uncontrollably, but Li Ke gripped her slender neck firmly, pinning her in place and preventing any stronger resistance.
Azula's mind shattered completely.
"Am I going to die? Is he burning me alive? He still hasn't forgiven me for attacking him? Mother! Zuko! Save me! I don't want this!"
She felt the searing heat spreading through her body in waves of terror—but then—
"I'm… not dead?"
When Li Ke finally withdrew the flames and pulled his fingers free—with a loud, wet 'pop' because she was still clenching so tightly—Azula realized the impossible truth.
She was alive.
She had just endured more than ten seconds of flames hot enough to melt gold… and she wasn't dead. The pain was gone.
Stunned, she looked down at Li Ke, who was calmly inspecting her entrance. Her mind reeled.
She had clearly seen him attack her most sensitive place with bending fire. So why…?
Trembling, she reached down and touched herself. Her folds were once again tight and pristine, the delicate barrier of her maidenhood somehow restored. Her head spun.
This man…
His flames… had healing properties?!
The realization hit her, but before she could process it, her eyes landed on Li Ke's cock again.
It was still impossibly hard.
Her pupils dilated in sheer panic as she understood exactly what was coming next.
"No! Please don't! I was wrong!"
Azula tried desperately to stop him, but it was already too late.
His massive length drove into her without mercy. Her head flew back in a cry of pain and overwhelming pleasure as Li Ke resumed his savage assault. Once again, she was thrown into that endless, cloud-floating ecstasy.
Unable to help herself, she wrapped her arms tightly around him and clung on for dear life…
Feeling like she was about to break completely.