Demonic Dragon: Harem System

Before that attack on Strax, Monica had been suppressing something within herself for some time, even before leaving the small town of Steinhardt. It started with the day Strax and Beatrice first had sex.

They didn't know it, but Monica and the other maids practically heard everything, especially since the house was entirely made of less-than-quality wood, meaning the walls were somewhat thin. This meant Beatrice's moans... filled the entire house. Obviously, no one said anything; after all, they couldn't comment on their landlady having sex.

But now... Away from the other maids who could talk about it, she was going crazy... Why? Because she was still a woman, and a woman who hadn't had her desires satisfied for more than ten years. Heavens, she was almost a virgin again! Had she had sex before?

Yes, but it was only once! And that drove her crazy.

Monica was in her room, trying to focus on anything other than the sounds coming from the other side of the wall. The moans and sounds of pleasure echoed in her room, and she felt her body react involuntarily.

"Damn... these sounds are going to drive me crazy," she thought, frustrated. Monica was naked, lying on the bed, holding one of her breasts while massaging her wet pussy, desperately trying to satisfy her lascivious thoughts. She was feeling envy and intense desire. She couldn't shake the image of Strax fucking her instead of Beatrice.

Especially after what he had done with her on the horse, treating her so well as if she were his own wife... it only fueled her lust.

She could no longer ignore the repressed desires within her. Every touch, every movement of her hands on her body, wasn't enough to calm the storm of pleasure she wanted to feel, which was almost overwhelming her. Monica chose to close her eyes, her mind creating images of Strax possessing her, their bodies touching... "Strax..." she murmured softly so that even those next door couldn't hear her.

Her voice carried an evident need. The hand that caressed her breast tightened, fingers pinching the erect nipple while the other hand moved frantically on her completely soaked pussy. "Ahhh... Strax...." She moaned as the sounds next door increased even more, feeding her fantasies.

She imagined herself in Beatrice's place, feeling Strax's strong body over hers, his hands exploring every inch of her skin, his hot and possessive kisses. Each touch of her own hand drove her deeper into her wetness, soaking the mattress even more, bringing her closer to climax.

She arched her back, pressing against her hands that caressed even more forcefully, her moans becoming even louder and more desperate. The image of Strax invading her insides, completely inside her, moving with passion and strength with each thrust, was almost vivid in her mind. "Fuck me, darling... ahh... harder..."

She spread her legs, increasing the intensity of her touches with two fingers, then released her hard breast and placed her second hand on her clit, making her moan even louder.

"AAHHH" she had already forgotten about making little noise, and she didn't care anymore. As she focused completely on her pussy, she felt herself about to come, and it came when she removed her fingers.

*SQUIRT*

"AAHHW" she moaned, a violent and overwhelming orgasm came, her pussy squirting her liquid all over the bed, while she trembled and panted. Her body sweaty and her legs a little dirty from fluids, she writhed on the bed, the moans of pleasure mixed with the sound from the other side of the wall driving her crazy...

Nevertheless, Monica continued to touch herself, even though she had just come, she wanted to prolong the pleasure, her body begging for more, even after her squirt.

When she finally stopped, her body was exhausted, but her mind was still full of lascivious thoughts. Monica understood that it wasn't enough; the fantasy, intense as it was, wasn't a substitute for reality. She wanted to feel the real thing, wanted him to take her with the same passion he showed with his wives...

"I'm sorry, my little angel... But you're going to share your husband with me," she said, her thoughts no longer caring about what she thought, she was just going to follow what she wanted. She couldn't bear to keep hearing those sounds for much longer...

Returning to the current moment of things... Well, her mentality didn't differ from that, After a few days of repressing her desires, the spark between them finally ignited a flame. The flirting had started innocently on his part but quickly escalated to something more intense. Now, they were separated only by the kitchen counter after an unexpected kiss.

"You started it," Monica smirked mischievously, she knew very well that she had wanted this for a long time, a smile that promised many more surprises.

"Maybe we should continue," she said smiling, before pulling him and kissing him again, and so she did, her mouth explored his quickly in a desperate and mellow kiss, but soon she pulled away, that counter was getting in the way, but before she commented.

"Do you know how much I thought about this?" she murmured, her voice hoarse with desire. "How dare you have sex with Beatrice on the other side, knowing it was my room?" She blamed him, but when he tried to rebuttal, "B-b-but I!" Again, another strong kiss that made him savor the woman's mouth, whose amber eyes were full of pleasure.

"Damn charmer, first you carry me like a princess, carry me on a horse making me feel all of your body, and now you want to make excuses?!" She said quickly, "Get me now! I'm on fire!" She said, Strax... was at a loss for what to do because he never thought of such a scenario, was this woman another person? I mean, how much had she repressed herself for her personality to change so much?

He saw her as the perfect maid, the loving and caring maid who did everything for Beatrice... but now... She seemed like a pleasure-thirsty succubus...

"Is this the charm of an older woman?" He wondered but threw all his thoughts aside, who cared about that?

Monica bit her lip when she noticed the change in his gaze, "Come here..." She murmured, her voice trembling in a whisper.

Strax couldn't hold back anymore, with a quick movement, he rounded the counter, his hands quickly holding Monica's waist as he pulled her into a deep and passionate kiss. Their bodies pressed against the edge of the counter, they could feel each other's heartbeat.

Strax's hands explored Monica's body slowly, moving up her back causing small shivers and down to her voluptuous ass, squeezing it against his body. "So delicious," he murmured against her lips, feeling something growing between his legs, his big brother was awake.

Monica let out a low moan, her fingers entwining in Strax's hair as the kiss intensified. "Strax... I want you... now," she whispered, her voice filled with pleasure, she wanted to feel something soon, she had been waiting for this for a long time, ever since she heard all that nonsense before, she wanted him, she was desperate.

Without a word, Strax lifted her, placing her on the counter. His hands moved up Monica's thighs, pushing her skirt up as his kisses descended down her neck. Monica arched her body, her moans echoing through the kitchen as Strax explored every inch of her skin with his lips.

"Ah... Strax... more..." Monica pleaded, her hands gripping his shoulders as he continued to tease her.

Strax paused for a moment, his eyes meeting hers. "Are you ready for this? If we start, I'll never let you go," he asked, his voice full of obsession but also concern. He didn't want her to feel pressured into this, but he hadn't understood, she already wanted him for a long time, she just kept up appearances, but inside... She was on fire.

Monica nodded, "I need you, Inside me," she said, her eyes overflowing with lust.

Seeing that she was in agreement, he had no reason to deny her any longer. He pulled the woman's skirt, tearing it completely, leaving only the sight of her lacy panties... she wore lingerie underneath her clothes. "You were well-prepared, huh..." He said with a smile as he pulled her panties to the side and lowered her pants, then he saw that breathtaking scene.

Monica, with her torn maid outfit, a beautiful black lingerie, and her pussy with the panties aside, dripping her natural juices. Strax couldn't resist. He knelt down, bringing his fingers to Monica's wet entrance, the intoxicating sight and aroma. "You're so delicious, sweetie," he murmured before plunging his fingers inside her, savoring every drop.

"Ah... Strax... yes... more..." Monica moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair as he explored her with his fingers. She was lost in pleasure, her moans filling the kitchen.

Strax intensified his actions, his fingers moving expertly, hitting every sensitive spot. Monica was trembling, her body responding to every movement. "You like this, don't you?" he murmured against her skin, the sensation of his words making her shiver.

"Yes... ahh... Strax... I... I'm going to..." Monica could barely form words, her mind clouded by the growing pleasure. And then, with a muffled cry, she reached climax, her body arching as the wave of pleasure washed over her.

"Ahh... Strax... I'm coming... ahhh!"