The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 613 - A strong girl...

Long ago, a young pair overflowed with profound love.

She was the supreme beauty ever to grace this universe; just one smile from her could crumble empires and shatter hearts.

The man hailed from a bloodline that drew universal scorn and loathing, but he embodied pure justice, the fairest of them all.

A slayer of demons and guardian of the innocent, he ranked as the noblest soul to tread those realms, gradually winning over every heart.

Their deep bond bore fruit in a child, inheriting her mother's pink left eye and her father's violet right one. Her arrival sparked endless festivities, with the whole cosmos in jubilation.

The little one knew pure bliss, immense joy.

Alas, such happiness proved fleeting.

One fateful day, as her father pursued a ferocious demon on a mission, a visitor appeared at their home where she dwelled with her mother.

A demon, the fiercest fiend of all.

Details of that day blurred in the child's memory.

She recalled the slaughter, the gore, the guards' agonized cries, her mother's garments ripped apart, and her mother's countenance twisted in utter hopelessness as she hurled away her dearest treasure.

Hurled into a pitch-black void by her mother's power, the child wailed endlessly.

Her father came back from the hunt transformed forever.

His daughter vanished, his wife slain after violation. Madness claimed him.

The universe's paragon of righteousness perished that day.

His rage and taint stained the heavens until a golden spear pierced his chest.

The spear from his closest ally, the golden dragon.

On his death day, the child—under the watch of enigmatic priestesses—seemed to perish too.

Or so all believed.

Countless years onward, her eyes fluttered open once more, shrouded in mystery.

Isolated, she sobbed without cease in her loneliness.

Her tears halted only when a compassionate man discovered her in that desolation and took her as his very own daughter.

Bit by bit, she uncovered truths about her past, haunted by one relentless notion: her father's heir approached...

She felt it deep within...

For that reason alone, she stirred from slumber.

To stand beside him.

He would shield her from every darkness plaguing the world, for he shone as the noblest, most righteous soul alive, mirroring her father!

Gradually, the sect's daughter's eyes parted.

Daylight had arrived, and she'd rested soundly through the night.

Not a single tear had fallen! Surely her mom would beam with pride?

She vowed to grow into a resilient girl...

The misty-veiled face shifted its expression, bit by bit.

Tears soon cascaded down unchecked.

Reliving those memories stung fiercely.

Maybe some pains deserved oblivion. Yet she refused to let go.

***

Qingyi remained oblivious to the events unfolding in the sect leader's daughter's chamber, distant from his spot.

Truth be told... his thoughts wandered far.

Perched at his bed's edge, he cradled two demonesses close.

The first one, azure-skinned with matching eyes, knelt upon the mattress, clinging fiercely. Her blue breasts squished against his side as their lips locked.

Tucked between her curvaceous, plush thighs, Qingyi's firm digits teased her slit, tenderly caressing the swollen, juicy folds of her vulva.

Nianxue thrilled him most during tender, affectionate moments, so he always proceeded cautiously in their couplings, allowing passion to build

gradually.

The other demoness, positioned between his thighs, relished all forms of intimacy.

She adored her pale rear glowing crimson from his smacks, savored his gentleness, and craved his ruthless thrusts into

her throat.

Ruyan lacked rigid tastes, save for her fondness for ass spankings.

With Qingyi's cock buried within her, contentment reigned.

"Ah... hubby's cock is so thick and hard in Ruyan's tight little throat..." The playful demoness grinned, gripping and pumping the shaft over her lips, her dainty pale hands gliding along the veined, pulsing rod.

"I wonder who made him like this, huh?" Qingyi grinned, breaking from Nianxue's kiss briefly to fondle Ruyan's dark locks. "Little sister Nianxue, obviously... she's devouring hubby's lips so voraciously. Fufufu♡~~" Ruyan engulfed the cockhead with her lips, cheeks caving from her fierce suction.

Her crimson eyes gleamed seeing Nianxue's blue hue blush pink with embarrassment.

Teasing that delicate blue doll delighted her.

Nianxue stayed silent, a gentle whimper slipping out as a third finger

plunged into her pussy, rubbing her clit.

"Mmhm~~ H-husband loves Nianxue's blue skin... Nianxue knows that

very well, hehehe." The azure demoness managed to speak at last, blushing and stammering.

Her lithe body, adorned with grand, splendid blue breasts, lifted, detaching from his ribs to press before his visage.

Boldly, she drew his face into her bosom, smearing that velvety, honey-sweet blue flesh against him.

"Hahaha, clever one..." Qingyi chuckled deeply, his words smothered by Nianxue's massive blue mounds.

Quickening his fingers' rhythm within her wetness,

he delighted in Nianxue's escalating, quivering cries as ecstasy overtook her.

Ruyan kept pace, her mouth tirelessly servicing

his cock.

Thrusting forward, she engulfed him fully, a prominent, throbbing outline bulging her slender neck, her throat clenching to wring out his delectable essence.

His pulses throbbed within her, teetering on the brink—

Ruyan couldn't ponder further.

The instant Nianxue unleashed a piercing, ecstatic shriek,

Qingyi's cock erupted.

Even she couldn't contain it—a deluge of semen surged down her throat, pumping directly into her gut.

As Ruyan withdrew at last, freeing his length for one final facial spurt, she beamed and patted her belly.

"Ah... hubby's milk is the best... so yummy and nutritious, fufufu♡"