The War God’s Favorite

Chapter 31

The Dragon’s Blood

She had never seen anything like it before. Not on a man’s skin…What were those? Little black scales

appeared on the injury, covering it. She could only see a darker shade where the blood was visible

before. Hypnotized, Cassandra slowly caressed the scales. They had a similar feel to Krai’s, she

thought.

“What is this?” she asked softly.

“The Dragon’s Blood. Our blood reacts anytime we are injured and does this.”

A trait of the Imperial Family…No wonder they were seen as gods. To have this kind of heavenly

capability was unimaginable for common folk. Yet, from just a scratch, Kairen had little scales

immediately blooming to cover it up. The scales were a dusky black color, was it because his dragon

was black, too? Did his brothers have similar abilities? This was so fascinating.

As she kept brushing the scales with her fingers, Kairen grabbed her hand, bringing her attention back

to him. They were finally together and alone after a long day. And with a winter storm raging outside,

they would surely be alone for a while longer.

He grasped her lips, kissing her slowly, enjoying her sweet taste. Cassandra’s lips were always soft

and a light, delicious pink. He played with them, his tongue imposing a rhythm she was now used to.

Even if the Prince’s kiss got a bit more forceful, Cassandra liked it and knew how to respond. Actually,

she was maybe liking his forcefulness a bit too much. The strength of his hands, even as he caressed

her gently, warmed her up. She put her hands around his neck, closed her eyes, and let herself go in

his arms. Kairen, too, was growing hungry for her. His hands got lower, caressing her hips, pulling her

dress up. That day she was wearing a white dress, he thought this color looked better than red on her.

As soon as she was left bare-chested and in her panties in front of him, he grabbed her and lifted her

up, holding her a bit higher than him without interrupting their kiss. His bare torso against her skin was

warming Cassandra up alarmingly fast. She loved the feel of his warm skin and the strong masculine

scent that came from it. With Kairen’s hands holding her butt Cassandra held on to his neck, kissing

him some more, feeling her arousal as much as his. She wasn’t even doubting her own desires

anymore. She wanted him. She wanted this man to make her his.

Cassandra whispered those words into the Prince’s ear, and after a second of silence, he landed her

back on the bed, exposed with her legs split open in front of him.

As she blushed, Cassandra watched him quickly undo his belt, getting rid of her last piece of clothing,

and she closed her eyes just as the Prince penetrated her. She let out a long sigh of relief as he slowly

went farther, feeding her with his warmth and hard rod. They both had no patience this time. He started

moving immediately, in and out, rubbing her insides and feeling her around his cock. Cassandra was

reacting to each move, crying out, moaning, letting go and taking pleasure in his assaults. She liked his

forceful, strong strokes that made the mattress jump and the bed squeak. The way it made her hot and

gasping, the burn that spread between her legs. Cassandra held on to his shoulder and the bed sheets,

feeling his thrusts become faster and deeper, making her all hot and fuzzy.

Kairen wasn’t anywhere close to stopping either. He wanted more, always more. His hip movements

became faster, loudly slapping against Cassandra’s skin. Her white skin was getting more flushed as

he kept going, and her exposed breasts were pointing up too. He grabbed one, fondling it without

slowing down his thrusts. She was the perfect size for him, and soft under his fingers. He loved playing

with them and seeing her react. Indeed, Cassandra was moaning louder, her head thrown back, her

legs trembling under his forceful strokes. Her hand grabbed his wrist, but he barely felt the pressure.

“More?” he asked in a raspy voice.

“More, please, please…” she whispered, her eyes still closed.

Holding her thigh, Kairen kept going, tirelessly. His rod filled her to the brim, faster and faster, the

sound of their flesh slapping together filled the air. She was tight around him, pressing against him,

deliciously holding him in. He felt like he could keep going forever inside her, their bodies feeling

insanely good together.

Cassandra was close to coming though. He could tell from her red cheeks, her erratic moans, and her

quivering pussy. He wouldn’t slow down. She would feel his cock again and again, going at it without

rest. She had no way to stop her climax. Like a hot bomb exploding, she suddenly spasmed, her whole

body trembling after one more push.

One more

Kairen slowed down, watching her as she exhaled loudly, bending to kiss her breasts.

“You came… ” he whispered.

She couldn’t blush anymore, but the embarrassment was the same. Cassandra wished she could hide

but no, she was completely exposed in front of her Prince. Gasping for air, she undid her hair trying to

gather her senses. Kairen didn’t pull out though, and she couldn’t ignore his hot, and still rock-hard rod

inside her. It was hard to calm down in those conditions. She inhaled deeply, closing her eyes, trying to

evade her post-orgasm haze.

“I’m not done.”

His words took her by surprise.

Grabbing her by the hips, Kairen suddenly pulled out and had her turn over. She was butt naked in

front of him, unable to see him. The Prince took her legs down, having her feet touch the floor, as she

was bent over the mattress. Cassandra remembered this position from the hot springs and gasped.

Kairen’s hardness was at her entrance, pressing again, and she exhaled loudly as he penetrated her

once more. She was still plenty wet and he didn’t hold himself back. The sensations were different, but

the heat was the same. Cassandra couldn’t withhold her moans as the War God took her savagely

from behind, without rest. He was holding her by the hips, imposing his rhythm, pinning her down on

the mattress. His cock filling her, ramming inside, Cassandra kept crying out, completely out of her

mind. Her legs, still weak from the previous orgasm, were tensing and shaking.

She couldn’t see, but she could hear Kairen’s hot breath and his hips slamming against her backside

repeatedly. The squishy sounds remained, as he kept going, and her own voice, hoarse and

exhausted, yet still loud and out of control. She couldn’t control anything. Cassandra was just taking

him in, crying out from the pleasure, feeling his back and forth, unable to predict his rod’s assaults. 1

“Huh… Ah! Pl… Please… Slow… Ah! Hn, hn…down…” she begged.

If Kairen heard her, he didn’t make it known. He didn’t slow down, instead, he intensified his assaults,

thrusting harder. Cassandra couldn’t say how long it lasted, or how her body held up. She bit her lip

and kept moaning whilst still trying to breathe, feeling the burn between her legs, the waves of pleasure

still tortured her restlessly.

At some point, finally, she heard his breathing get huskier. His movements suddenly became more

erratic, brutal and deeper thrusts inside her, making her cry out again. The Prince unleashed his

pleasure inside her with a groan, spasming and cumming profusely.

Cassandra had no more strength. Her legs completely numb, she lay there resting a bit on the mattress

while the Prince slowly pulled out. This time, she was sweating too. How long had this been? Minutes

or hours, she couldn’t tell.

Kairen’s lips flirted with her back, caressing her rosy skin, gently.

“Cassandra?” he called to her softly, pulling her to him.

She definitely couldn’t stand, so she sat in front of him still in a bit of a daze. Kairen lifted her up

though, and to her surprise, brought her to the large water basin that was in a corner of the room. She

hadn’t even noticed it.

He got in and sat Cassandra between his legs. The water that may have been hot earlier. was now

lukewarm. If she

wasn’t resting against the Prince’s torso, Cassandra might even have found it cold. The water felt good

on her burning skin though. She closed her eyes, resting her head on Kairen’s shoulder, feeling it calm

her down. Her insides were still hot and a bit uncomfortable from so much sex, so she focused on

something else, laying her legs in front of her and taking deep breaths.

Kairen gently put an arm around her in silence, kissing her shoulder. They could hear the snow storm,

the wind blowing outside and the little fire crackling in the chimney pit. Only the War God could have

enough warmth with such a little fire though. Cassandra knew she would have been much colder

without him.

She shivered a bit as he gently wet her hair. The water running down her, she felt the Prince sliding the

soap across her skin, gently washing her. Cassandra sighed silently. He was probably the only Prince

to wash his slave. She couldn’t refuse him though. Instead she made sure to do the same for him,

washing the dust and sweat off him with lots of soap.

“I remember the first time you washed me,” he suddenly whispered with a smirk.

Cassandra could remember it too.

“You were a bit too nasty,” she replied with a little pout.

Kairen still felt playful. He caressed her hip in a gentle but enticing way. Cassandra was too exhausted

for more sex, but she didn’t push him away. She enjoyed his touch, the water around her, and this

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“Let’s go back.”

“Back?” she asked, a bit surprised. “To the Onyx Castle?”

He nodded.

“Once the storm is over. Let’s fly back there for a few days. You need more stuff.”

More stuff? What was he thinking about? Clothes, probably? But Cassandra had another matter in

mind. “What about the hospital? I cannot abandon all the patients…”

Kairen frowned, a bit unhappy.

“They’ll do fine without you.”

“How long will we stay at the Onyx Castle?”

“We’ll see,” replied Kairen, visibly unwilling to say anymore.

Cassandra left her questions aside, thinking a bit. She would be happy to go back, see the girls again.

They had only been gone for just over a week, but the Onyx Castle felt so far away. She felt a bit happy

to go back. She wondered if she should think of anything to do while they were there.

Outside, the storm was raging. How long could a winter storm last? Actually, Kairen was probably right

about the hospital. And she didn’t mind waiting in this tent for a couple more days. It would be just the

two of them in the tent, after all.

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