Food Reserves on the Dragon's Back

"Don't!" Realizing what Sarannar wanted to do, Silas immediately struggled and begged, "Don't be here, mom will hear!"

"So what?" Sarannar said nonchalantly, "Does she dare to come up and obstruct us?"

"No!" Silas desperately tried to stop Sarannar from continuing, but his efforts only caused the clothes to be torn by the amazingly powerful black dragon.

"If you use your current attitude to resist your mother, how would she dare to be so unscrupulous in front of you." A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Salanar's mouth, "However, if you want to resist me, this level of struggle It's not nearly enough."

Silas realized that he was indeed powerless to resist Sarannar's aggressive behavior, and if he continued to toss like this, nothing would be changed except that the wooden bed passed down from his grandfather's generation would collapse.

So he resignedly gave up resisting, and bit his wrist, trying to use physical pain to alleviate the spiritual shame and grievance.

Seeing his humiliation, Salanar became even more angry: "Why do you always have such an attitude? I dare not say if I want you, and dare not resist if I don't want you. I just know how to bear it. I'll see how long you can endure!"

With a tearing sound, the last piece of clothing was stripped from his body, and Silas was exposed to Saranar like a mass of raw meat waiting to be eaten.

Salanar took a step back and looked at the naked Silas from head to toe. He had seen this body countless times, but this situation still made Silas feel ashamed.

"You are very unwilling in your heart, I know." Sarannar untied his belt slowly, "Then reject me, resist me, and use the most violent way you can think of."

"Please don't do this..." Silas' voice trembled imperceptibly.

Sarannar took a step forward and squeezed his jaw: "Is this your rejection?"

"Please, I don't want to..." Before Silas could finish, Salanar cut him off with a deep kiss.

The dexterous tongue deeply penetrated into the depths of his mouth, biting him somewhat roughly, Silas's hand rested on Sarannar's chest, his stiff muscles showed his reluctance, but even pushing He was hesitant to refuse.

Saranar finally let go of him, and cast a small magic, which condensed the magic power on his fingertips: "You should bite my tongue hard, and then punch me in the face, and say a light 'no' Is that all you can do to resist?"

Saying that, Sarannar broke off Silas's unwilling knee, and regardless of Silas's resistance, put his fingers into his body.

This magic was first invented to make the enemy slip, but now he is using it for this purpose. The founder of the magic will probably climb out of the grave and jump out of anger when he knows it.

"Hmm..." Silas couldn't help covering his mouth with his hands, tensing his body. Saranar was already very familiar with his body, and his fingers easily found the sensitive point, and began to torture his reason.

"Are you afraid of me, Silas." Sarannar rubbed that point tepidly with his fingers, watching the young dragon knight endure and resist under his hands, but excited involuntarily, His eyes were as calm as watching a fish struggling on a chopping board, "Is it because I am your master, or is it because my strength is far above yours?"

Silas clenched his teeth and didn't dare to refute, because he couldn't help but let out a shameful groan when he opened his mouth. Sarannar's left hand increased the pressure, and taking advantage of Silas's unbearable opening mouth to breathe, the black dragon Put two fingers of the other hand into his mouth, preventing him from gritting his teeth again to hold back his voice.

Salanar thought to himself, if Silas really dared to bite down, let him go this time.But Silas didn't bite, unable to close his mouth, he could only let out a sobbing sound unbearably when Sarannar's left hand intensified its movements.

Sarannar played with his tongue with his fingers, making saliva overflow his mouth, and the calm voice continued to stimulate Silas: "If I don't want to do something, even if I break all the bones in my body, I will Will continue to resist to the end, but you allow me to humiliate you like this, don't you dare to resist at all? How much are you afraid of me, my knight?"

Silas closed his eyes, the corners of which were filled with steam, his heart was full of pain and shame, more panic, he didn't know how to explain, and he didn't know whether Salanar would listen to his explanation.Salanar's left hand was still kneading his sensitive spots, making Silas's muscles twitch slightly, and the irresistible pleasure made his entire upper body flush, and his breathing became more and more intense. The thicker and heavier.

"I used to think that you were very brave. Even the phantoms that are more terrifying than death can't frighten you. I didn't expect you to have such a weak side, and you didn't even dare to resist a woman's slap." Saranar said calmly "It's like a baby elephant that was chained since childhood. When it grows up, it obviously has the strength to break the chain, but it doesn't even have the heart to try. You have been completely tamed by her, and you dare not resist She will, won't she?"

Silas couldn't speak, and could only shake his head helplessly. Sarannar finally withdrew his fingers from his mouth, but immediately held the part that had stiffened, causing Silas' whole body to All tense.

"Look at what you look like now." Sarannar lowered his head and whispered into Silas's ear, "Your mother is listening downstairs. Is it really okay for you to be so shameless?"

The young dragon knight could only groan like a whimper, and the only rationality remaining under the pleasure made him cover his face with his arms embarrassingly, but Sarannar pulled his arm away, added another finger to his left hand, and worked harder Stimulating that point, looking at the expression on his face that was on the verge of collapse, he smiled and said, "Do you want it? Just ask me if you want it."

Silas gripped the sheets tightly with his fingers, gritted his teeth and looked at Sarannar imploringly, not knowing whether to beg him to stop or to continue.

Saranar interpreted this hesitation as stubbornness, and he drew back his fingers in displeasure to continue to stimulate the young man in another way, but Silas suddenly hugged him, hugging the drowning man With the same force as the last piece of driftwood, he whimpered suppressedly: "Please...don't leave me."

"I didn't expect you to be so impatient." Sarannar forcefully pulled his arm away, turned him over, and forced him to kneel on the bed, "Don't worry, I will satisfy you, I always keep my word. "

Silas couldn't help letting out a soft cry, and then he clenched his teeth, impatiently enduring the intrusion behind him that was not gentle at all, because he was well prepared, he didn't feel the pain, but at this moment he would rather endure the pain than Such excruciating pleasure.

He felt that he was going to die, his whole body was going to be burned out in such pleasure, he didn't want to make a sound, but the old wooden bed creaked incessantly with Sarannar's movements, every sound was like It was hitting Yehelena in the face.

What an absurd scene, Silas couldn't imagine the expression on his mother's face at this moment.He heard the sound of throwing pots and plates from downstairs. Although Yehelena often suddenly got angry over some trivial things, this was the first time she lost control to such a degree.

But Silas was no longer in the mood to care about his mother's feelings, and he didn't have the energy to care about the posture. He could only hold on to the bed sheet tightly, praying that this sweet torture would end soon, but the staying power of the humanoid black dragon It's definitely at the level of cheating, as long as he doesn't want to, he can keep doing it until tomorrow morning.

So Silas could only be burned to ashes by pleasure over and over again, the sweet torture finally became real torture, Silas panted with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: "Salanar...Salanar, hug me...uh..."

Sarannar let go of him temporarily, allowing him to turn around. Silas immediately hugged Sarannar with hands and feet, as if he was about to crush his heart, and his voice was full. Crying: "Don't leave me...I love you, don't leave me..."

Saranar froze for a moment, Silas entangled him like a desperate octopus, he couldn't move, he struggled, but the other party wrapped him tighter as if frightened, so he didn't break free anymore, Just lay down and let him pester you.

Silas rested for a long time before recovering from the state of being delirious from being tortured by continuous pleasure. He began to realize what he had just said uncontrollably. He raised his head and looked at Saranna with some unease. Salanal's face, but at this time it was getting dark outside, and he couldn't see the expression on Salanal's face clearly.

He hesitated and called out: "Sarannar?"

"Huh?" Black Dragon's voice was still calm, but it sounded like it had calmed down.

Silas felt relieved, still hugged Sarannar and said, "I will never obey my mother's advice to get married, and I don't resist because I'm afraid of her."

"Oh, why is that?" Salanar reached out and touched his sweaty back. After resting for a while, Silas's hot body was already a little cold, and Salanar pulled the blanket over Come and cover the two.

"I can't say it, I just... don't want to hurt her." Silas sighed, "It's the same for you, I will definitely not bite you or hit you, and I always try my best to meet your requirements, and I am unwilling to refuse You, it's not because I'm afraid of you, I'm just... I... It should be said, I'm really afraid, afraid that you will leave me and leave me alone again, I feel flustered when I think of this possibility. "

Sarannar smiled softly in the dark: "I understand."

"Can you understand?" Silas's tone was full of uncertainty, in fact, he himself didn't quite understand what he was expressing in a mess.

"I've been reading some philosophical books written by humans recently, some of which also analyze personality. It seems that many humans are like you, who always think that their feelings are unimportant, and try to accommodate as much as possible when they want to maintain a relationship. Others, however, are not without complaints behind the accommodating and forbearing, but just to prevent the other party from hating themselves, they suppress all the grievances in their hearts, and when the dissatisfaction accumulates to a certain level, it will explode." Salanar said After a while, the attitude has softened, "Isn't that what you are, when you like me, you will try to accommodate me, and you will accept whatever I do to you. It is also true for your mother. If you are really temperless Good boy, why did you suddenly run to become a dragon knight? It's nothing more than your patience with your mother has reached a limit."