The imugi’s eyes sharpened.

[Afraid? Do you even know to whom you are speaking?]

It was the threat of an imugi already close to becoming a true dragon. But So Ok managed a mocking smile. She disliked how the prince kept teasing her, holding her constantly on the brink of ecstasy without ever allowing her to cross it.

That small spark of anger was enough to swell So Ok’s courage considerably.

Thanks to it, she did not shrink back in the slightest as she provoked the prince.

“Are you only playing with your fingers because you lack confidence in your cock? Because you are not certain it can surpass your own fingers...!”

So Ok never finished her taunt.

Her opponent had taken the bait completely.

The prince’s hand, which had been thrusting repeatedly between So Ok’s legs, pulled free all at once. Her fluid streamed onto the bedding and left a stain. The sudden withdrawal of what had been filling her below was itself another form of stimulation. So Ok threw back her head, her inner thighs trembling.

“Aahn!”

Then his wet hand seized her ankle and dragged her toward him in one swift motion. Unlike before, she now found herself staring directly into the ominous yellow eyes glaring down at her.

They were unmistakably the eyes of a predator—a powerful, vicious beast capable of devouring a rabbit like her in one bite.

Only then did So Ok come to her senses.

Wh-what possessed me to say something so absurd?

The long vertical pupils within those blazing yellow eyes narrowed. They were the eyes of a malevolent serpent deliberating whether swallowing the prey before him in one bite would be far too merciful.

So Ok hesitated.

Should I flatter him to improve his mood...?

But the prince moved first. He began removing the blue silk robe draped over him. With a rustle, the long outer garment fell to the floor like a shed snakeskin. Layered belts and jade ornaments dropped after it, ringing clearly against the floor.

[You said I lacked confidence in my cock? Let us see whether you can still say that after looking at it with your own eyes.]

As he spoke, he slowly undressed before So Ok.

A broad, muscular chest she unconsciously wanted to reach out and touch was revealed, followed by an abdomen sharply divided by ridges of muscle.

So Ok swallowed. Tense without realizing it, she watched the prince loosen his trousers and push them down. When the fabric finally fell away and exposed the space between his legs, her small mouth dropped open.

G-good heavens! Do imugi grow snakes between their legs too?

Something frighteningly thick and long stood with its head raised, glaring directly at So Ok.

Even the books from the mortal world that So Ok had secretly acquired through various channels had taught her nothing like this. They had merely said that between a man’s legs was a male organ resembling a third leg, with which man and woman shared pleasure—and that if the organ was small and weak, the pleasure would be diminished.

When So Ok failed to conceal her astonishment, the Imugi Prince gave a quiet laugh. His smile was so full of confidence that it irritated her.

“Being long and large does not necessarily mean it works properly!”

The prince caught So Ok by the waist and drew her toward him as he asked suggestively:

[Is that so? Then we shall have to see whether it works properly. I am curious myself.]

So Ok was lifted effortlessly and drawn before the prince, her legs spread wide. Before the wet flesh between them even had time to feel the cool water, a hot mass pressed hard against her slick labia and parted them.

“Ah!”

It was hot.

And heavy.

Before she could feel anything more, the thick head began to push into her narrow entrance. Although only the tip had entered, it already felt heavy and overwhelming.

“Eek!”

Fortunately, it did not hurt.

But it frightened her. So Ok moaned and clung to the prince’s broad shoulders.

She had provoked him herself, yet now she was trembling in his arms. He found it somewhat pitiful, somewhat absurd, and rather adorable.

The prince chuckled, gently stroked So Ok’s waist, and soothed her.

[Hush. It is all right. I will not hurt you. Do not be afraid. Relax your body.]

He had inserted only the tip, yet she was already clenching fiercely around him. It was no ordinary tightness.

Rather than lose his reason and thrust to the root in one stroke, he slowly began opening a path. Even as he applied pressure and pushed farther inside, he took care not to drive into her impatiently. Both her entrance and the passage within were so narrow that he feared injuring her.

“Ah, aah.......”

So Ok could do nothing but cling to the man’s body as melted moans dripped from her lips. Her insides stretched beyond their limits to swallow him. It felt as though the imugi’s cock filled every part of her.

To loosen her body, which had stiffened with tension, the prince reached out and grasped So Ok’s breast again. He caressed the soft flesh, tender as a ripe peach, and gently pinched her nipple as though coaxing it.

“Mmm!”

When he touched the swollen pink bud that had become unbearably sensitive, pleasure pierced her waist, and So Ok twisted her hips. The muscles deep within her relaxed, and her inner walls grew wetter. The imugi’s enormous cock pressed through her softened, slick passage and pushed deeper inside.

A moan strained to its limit rang out.

But it was not a moan of fear or pain.

So Ok felt as though a flame were slowly catching inside her pale lower belly, which bulged slightly from what filled her. It had only just begun to burn. Something was still missing if the fire was to blaze high enough to satisfy her.

She needed to be filled more completely.

Taken more violently.

He had to swallow So Ok in one bite and devour her.

Or was it the other way around? Was So Ok supposed to swallow him to the end in one bite and suck him fiercely inside herself?

Perhaps it was both.

So Ok wrapped her legs around the prince’s waist. She lightly bit his earlobe and whispered:

“It still isn’t enough. Give me more. Fill me completely. And do it harder.”

Fire sparked in the beast’s yellow eyes.

[You have been provoking me at every turn. You truly are a fearless rabbit.]

So Ok smiled sweetly. The heat seemed to have inflated her courage until it had left her body entirely.

“If I possessed any fear, I would never have eaten the Moon Spirit Herb in one bite.”

A faint smile touched the prince’s face.

He answered the little rabbit’s provocation faithfully. Putting force into his hips, he drove the cock that had been only halfway inside her all the way to the root in a single thrust.

“Ah!”

So Ok’s head fell back, and her waist twisted.

He licked and bit the slender white curve of her neck. Then he embraced So Ok’s trembling waist and soothed her once more, stroking his hand along it.

Perhaps because he had thoroughly caressed and prepared her, there was no scent of blood.

She was so hot, soft, and wet that the flesh buried within her seemed likely to melt. He could not tell whether he wanted to escape that fate or was desperately hoping for it. For a moment, the man lost himself and floundered in the sensation.

He buried his hips so deeply that his balls pressed against her bottom, then pulled back.

No sooner had he withdrawn than he drove inside again, crushing through her inner walls.

“Ah! Mm, ah! Haah! Ah!”

Short, broken moans scattered through the room in time with his urgent, violent thrusts.

His cock churned through the wet opening, producing loud, slick sounds.

Each time he stabbed deep into her belly, lightning struck through her waist and raced up her spine, turning her mind white. Her vision flashed blank.

“Aahn! Aah!”

She wanted him to take her harder. To ravage her even deeper.

No—she wanted to swallow every last inch of this man into her deepest depths.

So Ok could not remember whether both desires were fulfilled. All she could do was moan and writhe beneath him until the day had changed.

So Ok wrapped herself in the white silk garments brought by the starfish attendants. When the entirely white So Ok dressed in white, she looked just as she did in rabbit form despite retaining her human shape.

The white silk clothing appeared extremely luxurious at a glance. Though thin, it shimmered with a rich, weighty luster. Tiny patterns woven directly into the fabric rather than embroidered upon it emerged and glittered only when they caught the light. It felt as soft as air against her skin, causing no discomfort even where So Ok’s body had been rubbed red and left sensitive.

This seems like the sort of silk Lady Chang’e ought to wear.......

It was far too fine for So Ok, who was only one of the countless moon rabbits on the moon.

But that was not all. A large pearl-oyster attendant brought a coral chest before So Ok and opened it.

[These were bestowed upon you by His Highness.]

Inside lay a pair of earrings made from pearls so large they were surely worth more than a thousand pieces of gold.

Beside them was a white hairpin crafted to preserve every slender branch of a piece of snow-white coral. Curiously, the body of the hairpin supporting the coral had been made from a white cinnamon-tree branch.

It’s white, just like the cinnamon trees growing in the Moon Palace.

Fascinated, So Ok stroked it. The pearl-oyster attendant took that to mean she liked the hairpin, so she twisted up So Ok’s hair and placed it there.

Despite receiving such precious treasures, So Ok felt burdened rather than pleased.

Perhaps noticing her discomfort, the attendants serving her asked cautiously:

[Are they not to your liking?]

[If so, we were instructed to bring you something finer.]

“By whom?”

[Why, His Highness, of course.]

His Highness.

So Ok knew perfectly well whom they meant.

The master of the palace where she now stood—the prince who would soon inherit the entire Dragon Palace.

He had not yet completed his shedding, ascended, and become a true dragon, so he was not formally the Dragon King. Yet he was already master of the Dragon Palace.

He was also the sole remaining hope of every courtier within it.

So Ok remembered the voice that had whispered to her the previous night.

As they panted in the throes of pleasure atop the coral bed, he had asked:

[What is your name, you wanton rabbit?]

“So Ok. My name is So Ok.”

Volume 1 Chapter 6

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