So Ok was startled when the Imugi Prince, whose name she still did not know, revealed his true form.

She had lived for quite a long time and had seen her fair share of both true dragons and imugi. Yet even she had mistaken him for a moment.

I was certain he was a true dragon... but he really is still an imugi.

Horns had already sprouted from his head, and his enormous body was long enough to coil around several pillars of the Dragon Palace with room to spare. His sheer size alone was enough to make him look every bit a magnificent true dragon.

But an imugi was still an imugi. His mane was less luxuriant than a true dragon’s, and the scales gleaming in five colors were raised in places, as though proving that his final shedding was near.

That reminded her of what she had heard in the Moon Palace before being brought here—why the Moon Spirit Herb was being sent to the East Sea Dragon Palace.

They say the East Sea Dragon King’s sixth son failed his shedding and died in the end.

Good heavens. Does that mean six of his seven sons died without becoming true dragons?

Only the youngest son remains now. Surely the East Sea Dragon Palace’s bloodline will not pass to another family?

Of the East Sea Dragon King’s seven sons, six had recently died after failing their final shedding and never obtaining a Dragon Pearl.

The shedding process must have been extraordinarily difficult for imugi. It seemed they had decided to send the Moon Spirit Herb here because they could not simply allow the East Sea Dragon Palace’s lineage to die out.

So Ok almost began to pity the Imugi Prince who held her securely as he flew faster than the wind.

The Moon Spirit Herb is gone now, and there’s no possible way he could absorb its power just by biting and sucking me....

Had she not fabricated that lie without batting an eye, driven solely by her desire to survive?

But the Moon Spirit Herb might have been the last remaining chance for this exceptionally handsome Imugi Prince. Looking at it that way, it was only natural that the Dragon Palace courtiers had been furious with her.

A little sympathy... and guilt began to fill her chest. But So Ok tried to cast aside those useless emotions.

I’m the one in immediate danger!

At present, So Ok’s life was in far greater jeopardy than the Imugi Prince’s.

...Besides, Lady Chang’e clearly said she would give the Moon Spirit Herb to me!

Lady Chang’e, mistress of both the Moon Palace and So Ok herself, had unmistakably said so with a smile lovelier than moonlight.

“The bond between you and the Moon Spirit Herb seems far from ordinary. It appears to regard you as its mistress, so take good care of it.”

Yet while Lady Chang’e was away from the Moon Palace, the moon toad general had arbitrarily decided how the Moon Spirit Herb would be used. Even when So Ok protested and repeated Lady Chang’e’s words, he had merely scoffed at her.

“Lady Chang’e said she would bestow this upon me!”

“Enough nonsense! Not only do you harbor such preposterous greed, but you even resort to lies!”

When the infuriated So Ok finally ate the Moon Spirit Herb, the moon toad general personally seized her, bound her tightly, and sent her to the Dragon Palace.

That’s right... I’m the one who was wronged! What crime is there in eating what was mine to begin with?

Guilt and sympathy battled anger and indignation within So Ok’s small chest.

Anger and indignation won.

Held obediently in the imugi’s massive hand, So Ok pressed her lips shut.

?

“Ah!”

The Imugi Prince had taken So Ok to his residence. It was much smaller and more secluded than the Dragon Palace throne hall, but it was still a residence built for the Dragon King’s heir. To So Ok, it looked just as vast and splendid.

Sunlight from the surface had streamed dazzlingly into the throne hall, but this place must have been deeper beneath the sea, for scarcely any sunlight reached it. It was not completely dark, however, because luminous pearls were embedded throughout the pillars and floor of the bedchamber.

The prince threw So Ok onto a soft coral bed, returned to human form, and climbed over her.

So Ok’s pale, plump breasts, as soft as steamed buns, were crushed in the prince’s rough grasp.

“Ah! That hurts!”

His touch was so urgent and forceful that it caused her some pain. Perhaps enough reason still remained for him to hear her, because the strength left his hand. He did not release her breast, however. Instead, he began caressing it far more gently, drawing a different kind of moan from So Ok’s lips.

“Mm, mmm....”

As he caressed and rubbed her breast, he felt its center gradually harden while the rest remained soft and yielding, like a ripening fruit. He rolled the erect nipple between his fingers, then persistently stimulated the tiny crevice at its tip. A deeper, more plaintive moan seeped thickly from So Ok’s mouth.

“Ah! Mm! Th-there!”

As the stimulation intensified, So Ok felt the already wet place between her legs grow slick again, and she instinctively tried to close her thighs. She could not bear the simmering heat spreading through her lower belly or the sensation of her insides tightening.

But her attempt proved futile. The prince’s knee blocked her legs from closing.

As he caressed her breast and sucked her nipple, he wedged his leg between So Ok’s thighs to keep them apart. Sucking hard on the nipple captured between his lips, he slowly drew the knee pressing between hers upward.

From between her knees to between her thighs, and then... directly against the mound deep between her legs.

Deeply.

When he pressed his knee firmly between So Ok’s thighs, sticky arousal smeared across it. He applied a little pressure and began circling his knee, causing her legs to spread wider of their own accord. Her mound parted in turn, and the swollen fullness of her clitoris between its folds pressed distinctly against his knee.

The moment he pressed against it, So Ok involuntarily bucked her hips and released a sharp moan.

“Haah!”

Seizing the opportunity, he sucked harder on her nipple, and the hand kneading her breast grew more vigorous.

“Mmm. Mm! Ah! Th-there! Right there!”

So Ok no longer flinched or went rigid with surprise. Her entire body was burning.

The prince suppressed a laugh rumbling from deep in his throat and whispered:

“You are going to soak my knee completely. Aren’t you?”

As he spoke, he pressed harder and circled his knee. So Ok moaned, the insides of her thighs trembling.

“Mmm! Aah!”

Gush after gush of thick fluid spilled from deep within her, nearly soaking his knee just as he had said.

The prince gazed into So Ok’s dazed eyes as she drifted in the lingering pleasure, then leisurely caught her legs and spread them apart. Against So Ok’s otherwise snow-white body, one place stood exposed in striking red. It was drenched like an overflowing spring.

Even now, her flushed entrance fluttered as it released more fluid, as though tempting him to enter her at once.

No man could have resisted such an invitation. The prince brought his lips to the opening that repeatedly parted and closed with her rapid breaths.

As though startled by the contact, it clamped shut, making him slightly impatient. It had been opening and closing as if pleading for him to hurry inside, only to close abruptly. How could that not irritate him?

He extended his tongue into a point and licked around the entrance as though tracing its outline. So Ok moaned and gently rolled her hips.

“Ah, ah...!”

Encouraged by her response, he licked and sucked around the tightly closed opening with the tip of his tongue, then worked it into the narrow gap.

As though unable to resist any longer, her entrance parted slightly, clearly revealing the red flesh within. At the same time, the fluid pooled inside streamed out. The man eagerly licked it away.

He did not know whether it truly contained the power of the Moon Spirit Herb, but its fresh tartness mingled with sweetness to create a fragrance that undoubtedly drove him mad. He caught the flowing liquid and drank it as though it were divine nectar, then thrust his tongue deep into her entrance as if searching for still richer, sweeter honey hidden farther within.

As though his tongue itself had become a cock.

“Ah, mm, mmm...!”

Her melting moans wet his ears. The rabbit’s moans and saliva from the mouth above were sweet and rich, but the fluid flowing from below surpassed them both.

When the tip of his tongue rasped dully against the wet walls, the way they clung stickily to him was intensely erotic. As though demanding something larger and harder, the wanton flesh inside the rabbit tightened around his tongue, pushing it away in reproach.

The prince withdrew his tongue and clicked it softly.

“You are narrow. So narrow that I fear what might happen if I put my cock inside you....”

“Ah, aah.......”

Nothing left the rabbit’s mouth but melted, feverish moans. None of the brazen, shameless retorts she had made in the throne hall could be heard now. The prince found that slightly disappointing.

Even as his mind entertained the thought, his body remained occupied. His fingers slipped between So Ok’s legs, which were drenched in arousal and saliva. Spreading her labia, he began pushing two fingers into her thoroughly soaked, fluttering entrance.

Already softened and slick, it accepted and swallowed both fingers without difficulty. The moist yet resilient walls clung and suckled at them, the sensation indescribably arousing.

As though soothing that place—or punishing it—the prince slowly spread the two fingers he had inserted like a pair of scissors. The wet flesh stretched elastically, producing slick, squelching sounds. Each time the scissors of his fingers closed and spread inside her, the drenched walls repeatedly clung together and pulled apart, chattering with obscene noises.

With the first two fingers still spread, he pushed in a third. The ease with which she accepted it was only fitting for such a wanton rabbit.

He brought his fingers together and moved them back and forth as though a cock were thrusting in and out. Each time they drove deep and withdrew, fresh fluid welled out in a gush. The wet squelching grew so loud that it nearly drowned out the moans escaping through the rabbit’s clenched teeth.

[It seems the rabbit’s upper mouth is not the only greedy one. The lower one is crying as though this is not enough, is it?]

The moment he finished taunting her, the hand delving into her grew more forceful. Naturally, the wet sounds intensified, as though he meant to make So Ok hear the evidence of his words.

His teasing was shameless enough to anger even So Ok, whose mind was on the verge of melting from pleasure. Struggling to keep her pronunciation from dissolving, she cried out:

“Honestly! For the heir to the Dragon King, you are terribly cowardly!”

Volume 1 Chapter 5

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