My Ultimate OP System: Summoning All Dragons, Gods, Heroes & Villains-Chapter 58: Making Those Legs Wobble (18+)

She moaned in response "please... don’t stop"

Her body kept relaxing even more as the initial discomfort had faded into bliss. It still stung a bit with each thrust, but the building heat overrode it.

Ethan kept his rhythm steady, careful, every movement measured so he wouldn’t push too far too fast. Isabella’s legs stayed wrapped around his waist, like she was afraid he’d pull away.

He lowered his head, kissing the side of her neck, then her jaw. One hand stayed braced beside her head, while the other slid down to cup her hip.

She arched under him, chasing the angle that made her breath hitch. "Right there... yes, like that..."

He adjusted without thinking, pressing deeper in that same slow glide. Her nails raked lightly down his shoulders and a small whimper escaped her lips.

It was half-pain and half-pleasure, but she didn’t ask him to stop. Instead she tilted her hips up to meet him, clumsy at first, then finding a rhythm that matched his.

The bed creaked faintly under them, and at some point Isabella’s hands moved to his face, pulling him down for a kiss. It was messy now; open-mouthed, desperate, tongues sliding together while he rocked into her.

She moaned straight into his mouth—"Ahh... mmm"—and he felt her tighten around him, fluttering, like her body was figuring out what to do with all this feeling.

He broke the kiss to look at her. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glassy. Beautiful and Completely undone.

"You still okay?" he murmured.

She nodded quickly, then whispered, "Don’t stop... please don’t stop."

He didn’t.

Ethan shifted slightly, sliding one arm under her lower back to lift her hips a fraction higher. The new angle drew a longer, shuddery moan from her and her head tipped back into the pillow.

Her breaths turned into little pants. "Ethan... it’s... it’s coming..."

He could feel it too; the way she was starting to tremble, the way her inner muscles clenched and released around him in quick, helpless pulses. He kept going exactly like that, never speeding up, just letting the pleasure coil tighter inside her.

Isabella’s fingers dug into his arms and her moans grew higher. "Mmm~ ah... Ethan—!"

Her whole body tensed, then shattered.

"Agh!" She cried out, with back arching hard off the mattress as the wave crashed through her. Her thighs shook around him as her walls pulsed in long fluttering squeezes.

He slowed but didn’t stop, riding her through it, drawing out every aftershock until she was trembling and gasping beneath him.

When her breathing finally steadied, she opened her eyes and looked up at him. She was dazed and had a shaky smile tugging at her lips.

But Ethan was close now. The way she’d clenched around him, the soft sounds she’d made, the heat of her body still gripping him, it all hit at once.

His rhythm faltered for the first time and a low groan rumbled in his throat. "Isabella..."

She felt it, the sudden tension in his shoulders, the way his hips pressed harder.

She tightened her legs around him, pulling him in. "It’s okay," she whispered in a soft voice. "Let go..."

That was all it took.

Ethan buried his face against her neck, and let out a rough "Fuck—"

He thrust once, twice more, then came with a shuddering groan as he gently pulled out to let it spill on her laps. His arms shook as he held himself over her.

When it passed, he let out a long, shaky breath and collapsed half on top of her, careful not to crush her.

Isabella curled into him right away, with one leg over his, and her face tucked under his chin. She didn’t seem to mind the mess between them; instead just sighed contentedly.

He pulled the heavy sheet up over them both, cocooning them in warmth.

Isabella let out another long, contented sigh. "That was..."

But she didn’t finish the sentence.

Ethan pressed a kiss to the top of her head, letting his hand stroke circles on her back.

And they stayed like that for a moment, tangled and wrapped in the sheets.

——

Ethan helped Isabella back into her dress, his fingers working the brass buttons slowly as she stood before him.

He would pause after every few buttons, to press a light kiss to her shoulder, her collarbone, the side of her neck. And she smiled each time.

When he reached the last button near her waist, she turned and kissed him gently on the lips.

Ethan was about to say something when a notification screen materialized before him.

[You have completed a self-imposed objective: Intimate relations with your lover]

[Reward: +3,000 XP]

[Total Experience Points: 19,450]

Even he found that surprising, and couldn’t help the amused smile. It felt silly that the system would reward that.

He dismissed the screen with a thought, shaking his head slightly.

Isabella, now fully dressed, adjusted the hem of her skirt and smoothed down the fabric. Then she looked up at him, with a growing thoughtful expression.

"I thought you were actually human," she said.

Ethan froze mid-motion as he pulled his shirt back on. Then he turned to look at her and said, "What?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I noticed your eyes glow brightly when we were... you know."

Ethan chuckled and finished buttoning his shirt. "Having sex."

Isabella’s face turned bright red, and she quickly turned away, covering her mouth with one hand. "Well... yes. That."

She took a breath, then turned back to face him. "I noticed it then. So... which hybrid are you?"

She wasn’t speaking with an assuming tone. It was one of certainty. And she knew that since he could control his form well enough not to reveal himself naturally, he had to be a hybrid.

Ethan realized then that he may have slipped. He knew that during their intimacy, every part of him had felt the raging surge of excitement and emotion.

He must have lost control for a brief moment, and since she mentioned the bright glow of his eyes, it had to have been the dragon part that revealed itself.

At first, he was unsure what to say, but It didn’t look like he could deny it either. Isabella was very much certain.

So he answered carefully, "What you saw was my half-dragon side."

He offered a half-truth, allowing it to lead them into assuming that his other half was human. He definitely had feelings for Isabella, but he wasn’t sure that at this stage it was worth the risk of telling her about his other nature.

Eduardo had once told him that such a combination of races was unheard of. And so Ethan wasn’t sure how wise it would be to inform Bella about it.

Isabella’s eyes widened. "Woah are you for real."

Ethan tensed slightly. "Is that... a problem?"

She shook her head quickly. "Not at all. If anything I have lots of questions, like which parent did it come from? And why are you people so far away from your home continent?"

"Uh..." Ethan frowned, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. "Okay, so... I only know it came from my mom. That’s it. I don’t know anything about dragons or the Dragon Continent. Both my parents died too early to tell me anything about our history."

"Oh yeah.." she said, and there was silence for a short second before she smiled and added "I adore the pride of dragons. But that pride is also why they see any other race aside from their own as inferior."

Ethan listened quietly.