The Dragon Duke's Wife - Chapter 11
This was unfamiliar and strange.
Ancia had been a nurse. Unlike the modest women who were taught to lie still in the dark on their wedding night, eyes shut tight and enduring whatever pain their husbands inflicted, she had cared for men intimately, tending to their lower bodies during treatment.
She knew, at least theoretically, how intercourse happened, how babies were conceived, and the pleasure the act could bring to both men and women.
Her body was fully prepared, but Khalid made no move to reveal himself. Instead, he shifted positions, lying beside her and pulling her against his shoulder. He showered her lips and eyes with kisses, while his damp hand caressed her chest and abdomen with deliberate tenderness.
Was this how a real relationship was supposed to unfold? Drawn out and so provocatively slow?
Here she was, legs spread and slick with liquid, her body aching and helplessly responsive to his touch. Wasn’t the act supposed to proceed once the woman was ready?
She had seen cases in the hospital where women were hurt because a man forced himself too soon, but she had never heard of the reverse.
“Do you… not want me?”
She murmured weakly, feeling a little frustrated. Khalid let out a low, desire-laden groan. The air seemed to smell like fire.
“Don’t say that, Ann. Hearing it makes me want to lose control, even though I know it might break you.”
“Break me?”
“Yes. If I don’t want to hurt you, I need time to prepare you. To help your body accept me.”
As he spoke, his hand returned to gently stroke her entrance. Ancia felt another surge of warmth flood her.
“I’m a Fire Dragon.”
“A Fire Dragon?”
Khalid tilted her face toward him, his crimson eyes were locked onto hers.
“Gasp.”
In the depths of Khalid’s red eyes, his golden pupils had slit vertically.
At that moment, the sensation between her legs changed. She watched in stunned disbelief as his hand transformed—a vivid red hue, the texture roughened like scales. His fingers, no longer human, brushed against her entrance.
“Ah…!”
Fear gripped her, and she tried to pull away, but Khalid held her tightly, preventing her escape.
His thick, elongated fingers slid over her folds, teasing her before pressing into her entrance. Her body, already trembling and wet with arousal, responded involuntarily. Her entrance, which had been longing for relief, stretched wide to accommodate him.
“Ah, Kal! W-wait… ah!”
Her body was softened and open, allowing him to enter. Still, the pain couldn’t be avoided.
Ancia thought her body was ready, but it wasn’t. She felt as though something inside her was being forcibly stretched, like there was an imaginary crackling sound.
“Shh, relax, Ann. Loosen up… if this hurts you so much, we haven’t even started yet.”
“Ah, ah! Ah!”
Lost in the overwhelming sensations, she grabbed Khalid’s wrist, but his solid arm didn’t budge.
“Don’t run away, Ann. This is part of a wife’s duties.”
One thick finger pushed all the way inside her.
“Ah, ah, Kal, you can’t… no, ah, ah!”
The thought of it going even deeper terrified her.
Khalid seemed to understand what she was afraid of.
His large, rough hand cupped her sensitive mound entirely, the coarse texture stimulating her. He moved his palm slightly, brushing her sensitive nub.
Meanwhile, his other hand, still human, began kneading her b****t. His teeth nipped at her earlobe, and his tongue slipped into the curve of her ear, adding a wet, teasing sound that stirred her senses.
She couldn’t distinguish whether it was pleasure or something else entirely. The heat radiating from her chest and nub dulled the sharp edge of her pain. Ancia whimpered, gasping for air as her narrow passage clenched and adjusted to the finger filling her completely.
“You’re marrying a dragon. Starting to realize it now, Ann?”
“This… ah… how… ugh!”
The tiny ridges on his scaled fingers scraped against her inner walls. The heat was unbearable—she couldn’t tell if it was coming from Khalid’s hand or from the rising warmth within her own body.
“If I had it my way, I’d take you right now, fill you completely, and spill myself into you until you couldn’t take any more. But your body is human. If I did that now, not only would you be unable to handle me, but your delicate body wouldn’t survive—it would burn from the inside out.”
“Kal, Kal, ah, ah!”
“That’s why you need to adapt, Ann. To the heat of a Fire Dragon and to the pleasure that comes with it.”
“Mm… ah, ugh…”
“Does it feel good?”
Ancia nodded while gasping for breath. It was terrifying, overwhelming, and painful, but it also filled a void within her from yesterday and today.
“Don’t… don’t move. Ah, this… ah, ahh!”
Even with just his finger inside her, she felt as though she might lose her mind. She clung to Khalid’s wrist, trembling uncontrollably. Her walls tightened and released around him as if trying to take in everything Khalid was giving her.
The initial searing pain had faded, replaced by a restless ache.
Khalid kept his finger deep inside her, but Ancia’s hips moved of their own accord. Desperate for the thick finger to stimulate her insides.
