The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 579 Lucky man

Qingyi drew his head away, Auranys' nipple clinging to his mouth with the motion until, at last, his lips released it.

Pop "Ah~~"

A faint popping noise rang out, and the enormous breast recoiled against her torso, jiggling for an instant as a spurt of milk streaked over her already fair skin.

Along with it came a sweet, sharp cry, the goddess shutting her eyes while her frame quivered.

"You are.." Qingyi's lips brushed hers. "Delicious, just as befits a goddess."

He yearned to claim her right then, yet he held back.

Auranys wasn't prepared yet, and he could tell from her gaze.

Flushing red, she hurriedly tugged her gown upward, swiftly hiding her breasts.

"Have you viewed all that was there to view?" Auranys inquired, her arms pressing into the immense softness as she embraced her own peerless bosom.

"No." Qingyi pressed a kiss to her, then rose swiftly, cradling her in his arms like a princess, mindful not to damage her vast, fragile wings.

"I could never gaze upon enough of the most flawless woman to ever grace this damned cosmos..."

That praise made Auranys tremble.

As a divine being, she had received countless such words from those fortunate enough to behold her face to face.

Yet none had ever stirred her, not even to draw a faint blush.

Not until this moment. Not until Qingyi.

Her pulse quickened, and her eyelids fluttered shut with a gentle exhale.

"Are you an incubus?" she wondered, the sole explanation that surfaced in her thoughts.

However, even a powerless incubus shouldn't affect her this way.

Her godly essence stayed resistant to nearly every form of psychic assault.

Regrettably, the same couldn't be said for sensual onslaughts, which best described Qingyi's influence.

His aroma, his caress, his draconic presence opened the door to every delight imaginable.

Any female in his hold, no matter her depths of sorrow, would discover serenity and affection.

But she had no means to realize that.

"Something like that." Qingyi spoke truth. "Yet I am no lustful fiend. I am the successor to the Dragon God of Corruption."

"So... a fiend of lust..." Auranys cut in, drawing a wry grin from him.

"No, that's not me." Qingyi averted his eyes, observing the heavenly domain gradually crumbling.

With a soft gesture, he departed the spot, and upon returning, he stood once more on that frosty summit, the loftiest spot in the heavenly expanse. 'So this is the mortal realm...

Auranys reached out a slender hand, catching a snowflake in her grasp.

How many eras had passed since she last felt snow?

Endless cycles confined in that hall, denied even a single breath of pure air.

Gently, she slipped from Qingyi's hold, her tiny feet meeting the frozen ground.

"One of my sisters ruled over fertility and the wilds... She often urged me to appreciate its wonders, but..." Auranys shut her eyes, her tone frail and shaky.

"I never managed to."

Suppressing her tears, the goddess approached Qingyi again and let him enfold her once more.

She could certainly walk on her own.

But the instant she stepped from his arms, those dreadful emotions would surge back.

Thus... she simply had to remain in his embrace eternally, didn't she?

"Hm... let's head to Celestia, I'll present you to the others." Qingyi suggested, and shortly thereafter, they stepped into the psychic domain.

It was nearing midday, so the women buzzed with energy.

Lunchtime approached, and Elize had labored without pause to make sure all were properly nourished.

As the women assembled in the cooking area, just two forms lingered on the shrine's barrier, gazing toward the distant skyline.

One was Isabel, perched on a lofty sentry post, her massive cocoa-hued breasts shining under the sun's rays.

She had caught Auranys' voice merely a handful of times, yet she held a profound link to the divinity, who had even stirred when Qingyi claimed her innocence.

The other was Celestia, positioned just behind, her eyes shut and body shaking as she offered a quiet supplication.

Celestia might well be the mortal with the deepest bond to Auranys across all creation, strong enough that they shared sensations during their communion.

She had grown frantic after ages without the sound of the one she cherished beyond measure.

For an instant, she doubted she could remain at Auranys' side forever, as her spouse had vowed.

Abruptly, her devotion halted.

Her gaze lifted, and a quake gripped her soul.

She could scarcely trust her vision as a silhouette materialized before her.

A male with ebony horns and otherworldly allure.

In his arms, held like a royal borne by her champion, sat a female with snowy wings, radiant locks, and allure that could topple empires.

"Auranys..." Tears welled in Celestia's eyes as she saw Qingyi set the goddess down.

Auranys sensed the tender turf beneath her soles and the crisp breeze of the locale.

It resembled heaven, so serene and idyllic.

Even away from Qingyi's grasp, tranquility filled her.

"Isabel... Celestia..." The goddess regarded the pair of stunning women, who abruptly rose.

Isabel quivered too, gripping her breast tightly.

"My beloved daughters..."

The duo needed no further invitation, rushing into Auranys' embrace.

Amid them, three vast, weighty bosoms collided, the light creamy and the rich brown blending in a lewd squeeze.

Though Celestia's paled in size to Auranys' and Isabel's, hers still projected boldly, vying for room amid the others.

"I'm here... and I'll never depart from you again..." Auranys offered a tender smile, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

She felt inner harmony and clutched her most treasured devotees close.

What else could she desire?

Qingyi remained close by, attempting yet unable to encompass all three in a hug.

Ultimately, he merely beheld the profound, snug cleft crafted by those three juicy, gigantic mounds, creating an ideal haven for his member.

He counted himself fortunate.

For possessing them, and for realizing that releasing within those colossal, ponderous, firm spheres was far beyond mere fantasy.