Grand Ancestral Bloodlines

The images shifted again and Ryu found Elena with her head buried beneath a number of pillows that was far too much for just a single person. Her plump bottom was stuck high in the air, but this time there were no panties, nor was there any running water, there was nothing at all left to the imagination.

Her moist and delicate pink folds glistened in the air, an object that looked all too familiar to Ryu slowly sliding in and out of it through some sort of qi control method that reminded him of [Demonic Strings].

The reason the object was all too familiar was because Ryu walked around with it everyday between his legs. The replica couldn't have been more perfect. In fact, if it wasn't for the fact there was nobody connected to it, Ryu would have thought that it was the real thing.

Very quickly, Elena's pretty pink asshole began to wink and the slow speed of her dildo became something decidedly not. Liquids flew and Ryu even faintly worried that Elena would harm herself moving it so fast. But even so, her moans continued to rise like a tempest, even making the noise concealing formations tremble as though they might collapse any moment now.

Elena suddenly squeezed her legs together hard, her entire body shivering before it went entirely limp. But even then, the floating dildo held her up by their connection. It seemed as though she fell asleep just like that.

The images shifted once again and this time Elena was completely in the nude, laying into her cloud of pillows on her back. Her legs were propped up and her eyes were closed, a small object formed of glass and was barely two finger widths wide playing with an entrance that made Ryu's blood boil.

Elena slowly slid it in, her body trembling as she let the new sensation settle in.

Her other hand found its way to a delicate protruding bead beneath a small patch of pink diamond hair. She rolled it between her fingers, moving the glass rod slowly and deeply.

"I'll make it bigger for you… I'll take it one day, I promise…"

Elena's voice memo nearly made Ryu's nose gush. Although this wasn't the first time she had spoken as he went through her "diary", this was the first time she sounded so nervous and apprehensive. The stimulation was entirely new and Ryu felt like his head was going to explode.

BANG!

At that moment, Mae's illusion entirely collapsed and both she and Ryu coughed up a mouthful of blood at the same time.

Ryu's gaze finally cleared and he could look into his surroundings again. He found Mae still slumped against the wall opposing him and his dragon claw still raised high in the air. The wound his Rage Flames had caused on her chest were still rapidly healing and was almost entirely gone, but she was also decidedly not naked.

However, even so, her breathing was heavy and her face was flushed. For the first time, the cold look in the depths of her eyes had been lit by passion and even her wings and tail trembled.

Mae had never seen anyone use more lust to break themselves free of a lust charm like this. She couldn't help but wonder if she was the Dream Asura here, or if it was this Ryu Tatsuya's woman who was the real Dream Asura.

As a member of her race, Mae wasn't exactly new to the realms of self pleasure, in fact many women among her race traded their ideas like they were some sort of hot commodity. But even with such knowledge, Elena had done some things that let alone she, even the whole of the Asura Race hadn't thought of before.

Mae felt even weaker than she did before. That strike to her chest was already devastating, but now she too felt like she had just suffered backlash to her soul, and unlike Ryu, it wasn't as easy for her to heal although she would have an easier time compared to others.

But there was another thing that was more troublesome. Or, rather, it would be troublesome to her once her soul actually healed. Right now, however, it didn't seem like much of a problem at all.

There were now two people, a man and a woman, both with injured souls lowering their inhibitions, and both of whom had just seen maybe the most lust-inducing images possible.

By the time Mae's vision cleared a bit of its cloudiness, Ryu was already before her, his gaze heavy and the masculine scent coming off of him in waves making her thighs shiver. Her bloodlines felt agitated, but it only made her body run hotter.

Mae hadn't thought about picking out a Dao Companion, she was simply too young. The demon race was more lax about such things, but it could also be very dangerous at the same time depending on the status of the woman involved. Her life was much less complicated if she just didn't care about such things for now.

But at the moment, she felt a fire lit within her that she couldn't extinguish.

Her mind wavered between clarity and cloudiness. If she really didn't like Ryu at all, she hadnt' reached a point where she couldn't say no, especially considering the trump cards she still hadn't used. But the problem was that Ryu was just…

Too attractive.

Even setting aside his looks, his personality was to her liking, and his bloodline was even more so, maybe it wouldn't be so bad…

Mae couldn't finish her thoughts before a pair of hot lips enveloped her own. The two mixed saliva, blood and passion without the slightest care in the world.

Mae's scales faded and her wings, legs and arms wrapped around Ryu. The pair skipped over foreplay entirely and Mae felt the last sliver of separation between them shatter as a warm heat that ran even hotter than her Asura Bloodline penetrated her.

At that moment, Mae came to understand why the women of her Clan were so insistent on still finding partners even with all the methods they had on hand…

None of those things could compare to the real thing. Not even close.

Mae's back arched, her hazy gaze losing even more focus as she relished in the feeling of her body being used as nothing more than a target for release.

He seemed to hit all of the right spots and that intoxicating fragrance seemed to be all she could smell. Her throat went hoarse from her cries as her claws dung into the flesh of her chiseled back. She had never felt so good in her life, it was even to the point where the pain of her soul couldn't be felt by her at all.

However, what she didn't expect was for Ryu to directly subdue her. She originally had no intention of giving up her Primordial Yin. In the fact of two people equally as powerful, forcefully taking away a Primordial Yin was impossible, as was fusing two souls.

Ryu was unaware of this. In Sacrum, while forcing the fusion of two souls was impossible, the taking of a Primordial Yin was set in stone. This was a large reason for the gap between men and women.

However, due to her Spirit Soul Nature, Mae had more control of these things that most people did. In fact, all of the most talented women of her Dream Asura Race could accomplish this. This was how they protected themselves.

But as Mae lost herself in the sea of pleasure, she felt Ryu's aura completely envelop her.

Ryu, who had no idea about this matter, felt that he had been provoked.

In Sacrum, although Primordial Yin was practically guaranteed to be lost, if someone too weak took on a Primordial Yin that was too powerful, death was very much a possibility.

Ryu, who couldn't quite think clearly at the moment, thought that something similar was happening here and that the Heavens thought Mae's Primordial Yin was too much for him to handle. As a result, his pride was triggered.

When Mae felt Ryu trying to forcefully rip her Primordial Yin out of her, she should have felt enraged, but for some reason, an inexplicable feeling of warmth formed in her heart.

The demon races were a lot like beast races in that their women didn't want to just be pursued, they wanted to be conquered.

Rather than feeling infuriated, Mae only felt more aroused and her body shivered from head to toe.