Chapter 36: 19 The Pendragon Clan -4-

Arthur let out a deep sigh and slowly lowered the hand that had been rubbing over his face.

The heated gazes of the two sisters and the sweet, provocative scent of their Mana had already set his lower abdomen burning intensely.

"You two are the ones who started this first."

Muttering in a low, roughened voice, he stretched out both arms at once.

With his right hand, he grabbed the front of Morgan's luxurious dress, and with his left, Artoria's clothes, then brutally tore them apart.

Riiip! The sharp sound of fabric tearing rang through the room.

Morgan's full breasts bounced free into view, while Artoria's soft, firm breasts, her smooth stomach, and the slit between her legs, already glistening faintly with wetness, were laid bare without reserve.

"...!"

Morgan's eyes widened for an instant, and she caught her breath. A flush brushed across her cheeks, and in her murky blue eyes, along with surprise, there flickered the slightest trace of anticipation.

Artoria let out a cute little cry of "Kyaaah~♡" and curled in on herself slightly, but her gaze gleamed with thick, pleasure-filled expectation beneath her embarrassment.

She deliberately thrust her chest forward, tempting Arthur's eyes.

Arthur seized Morgan's slender arm firmly and dragged her to the center of the bed.

"Come on, you're the one who proposed this arrangement first. Take responsibility and satisfy me first."

He pushed Morgan down onto the bed and threw off his trousers.

His huge cock, already fully erect and bulging with veins, sprang free with a heavy bounce. The tip glistened with clear pre-cum, and the thick shaft twitched as if pulsing.

"First... calm this down properly."

Morgan's eyes lifted slightly at the sight of its size and heat. Her breathing quickened a little.

"...Much bigger... and thicker than Lot's. More than I expected."

She swallowed dryly without thinking, murmuring as if tracing back an old memory.

"Lot was a large-framed man as well, but he did not possess such a fearsome presence.... As expected of the incarnation of the red dragon, Arthur."

"Hey now. We're setting the mood here, so don't bring up your ex-husband, all right? I almost lost it because it made me feel like some cheating bastard."

When I shot back sullenly, Morgan gave a small laugh and sent me a languid look.

"It's been a long time since the divorce, so there's no need to care."

Smiling, Morgan raised her upper body and wrapped both hands around his cock.

Her soft, cool fingers tightened around the hot shaft and stroked up and down.

Then she stuck out her tongue and licked up over the head. Her warm, slippery tongue lapped up the pre-cum, and then she swallowed him deep into her mouth.

Taking him all the way to her throat, she began sucking with lewd noises.

"Haa... what a filthy mouth you have, Morgan."

Arthur groaned low and stroked her silver hair. Instead of answering, Morgan swallowed him deeper and tightened her throat around his cock.

At the same time, she gathered her large breasts with both hands, trapped his cock between them, and began rubbing hard with the soft, springy flesh.

His cock slid between her breasts, slick and shining with her saliva. Faced with the perfect technique of using her mouth and breasts at the same time, Arthur's hips trembled.

Artoria pressed herself tightly against Arthur's back and wrapped her arms around him.

Her soft, hot breasts were crushed against his back, and her hands caressed his chest before pinching and twisting his nipples. Her lips licked at the nape of his neck as she whispered,

"Sister really is... such a dirty woman. Watching you suck my brother so eagerly is quite a lovely sight...."

After enjoying the foreplay for a while, Arthur pressed down on Morgan's shoulders and laid her back again.

"That's enough."

Morgan spread her legs wide with studied casualness, trying to keep an indifferent expression. But her slit was already soaked through with clear arousal, glistening wetly.

"Fine... then stop wasting time and hurry up and finish your purpose... your seed...."

That arrogant, detached attitude.

But Artoria looked at Morgan and grinned mischievously.

"I wonder. Sister, do you think you can really keep that proud expression all the way to the end?"

The moment Morgan looked at her in puzzlement, Arthur forced her thighs apart and thrust in all at once, burying himself deep enough to strike her womb.

"Ah, ah...!! Haaang...!?"

A shrill cry burst from Morgan's lips, one so high and helpless that even she herself could hardly have believed it.

This sensation was on an entirely different level from the ordinary physical couplings she had known until now.

The overwhelming strength of a dominant male, and the blazing Pendragon Mana surging explosively through her veins, numbed her reason white.

Morgan's body jolted violently, her waist arching like a bow. His huge, burning cock forcibly split apart her narrow, hot inner walls and drove all the way in.

The overwhelming fullness and friction, on a level utterly unlike anything she had ever experienced, struck directly at her womb.

"Ah, aaah...! Th-this... it's too big...! Inside... it feels like I'm going to split open...!"

Arthur began to move his hips roughly.

Slap, slap, slap!

The lewd sound of flesh slamming against flesh echoed through the room.

Inside, Morgan was hot and wet, clenching around his cock and greedily sucking it in.

Artoria moved to the side, kneaded Morgan's full breasts with both hands, then took one stiff nipple into her mouth and sucked hard.

"How is it, sister? Isn't our brother's strength truly incredible?"

Artoria whispered to Morgan with eyes drowned in ecstasy.

"No matter how proud a witch or lofty a goddess may be, in front of my brother she can only become a panting female. You're no exception, sister."

Morgan was losing her senses in the face of this intense pleasure she had never felt before. The restrained moans spilling from her mouth grew louder and louder.

"Haaah♡! Ah, ngh♡! Too deep...! My womb... it feels like it's going to break...! Aaang!! S-stop...! Haa, hngh♡! My head, my mind is going white!"

Artoria's hand slid downward and quickly rubbed Morgan's swollen clit, spreading her folds apart to watch Arthur's cock thrusting in and out.

"N-no...! I, I am the witch of Britain... I can't, to this kind of pleasure... uwaaaah!!"

Morgan twisted her body, crying, "Stop...! It's too... strong♡!" but then her insides convulsed violently, and hot liquid gushed out like a fountain.

"Aaaahhh!! I-I'm coming♡!!"

Morgan climaxed hard. The instant her womb clamped down around Arthur's head and sucked him in, Arthur spilled thick streams of hot white seed deep into her innermost depths.

His throbbing cock ejaculated directly against her womb, filling her so completely that her belly swelled slightly.

Morgan's body trembled and spasmed from the aftermath of her climax.

"Haa... haa...."

Morgan shivered in fine spasms, still trembling from the lingering aftershocks of orgasm.

But then a strange change came over the eyes that were panting for breath.

The murky blue gaze that had been frozen over with resentment and hatred began, as if by magic, to slowly regain a clear and transparent light.

"...Huh?"

Morgan touched her temple and murmured in a dazed voice.

"My headache... is gone. No, it feels like that terrible dark cloud pressing down on my mind has lifted, and my thoughts are perfectly clear...."

Even her voice had lost the sharp poison it carried just moments ago, changing into a much gentler, softer tone.

Her voice had shifted from its former cold, cutting edge into something softer, more feminine, and more mild.

Arthur asked in puzzlement,

"What's wrong, sister? Did I go at you too crudely and hurt you somewhere?"

"No, Arthur. Your dense Pendragon Mana... seems to have temporarily weakened the fairy obsession that was gnawing away at my soul."

According to her explanation, the fairies of Britain gradually lose their reason and break down the more they fail to fulfill the purpose for which they were born, until in the end they are destroyed.

So something like fairy corruption—or rather, becoming a Mors—exists in Proper Human History too?

She too had spent decades living in hatred without achieving her purpose of becoming Britain's true king, and as a result her original personality had worn away while only the malice of the evil witch Morgan le Fay had continued to swell.

"But now that I've received so much of your Mana... the malice of the witch has settled down, and it feels as though a little of my old self, the pure Vivian, has returned."

As she said that, Morgan showed a genuinely gentle smile for the first time in decades.

"Heehee~ just as I thought, the power of love—or rather, sex with my brother really is a cure-all!"

When Artoria proudly shrugged her shoulders, Morgan answered with a faint blush on her cheeks.

"It's not love... it's only because your brother's Mana is exceptionally special, you little brat."

Watching that heartwarming mood of reconciliation between the sisters, I subtly moved my hips and stimulated her inner walls.

"It's something to celebrate that your headache's gone, sister. So then, about that super egg or whatever you mentioned earlier, did it get fertilized properly?"

"Ah, ah...! Wait, it still needs time for the Mana to settle completely... hngh!"

At that, Arthur immediately began pounding into her roughly again without hesitation.

Morgan pleaded, "J-just let me rest a little...!" but Arthur gave her no chance to breathe and drove his hips deeper and faster.

Inside her, everything was already slick with semen and arousal, making even wetter, filthier sounds.

At that moment, Artoria sat down over Morgan's face. Her soft, moist slit pressed directly against Morgan's lips and nose.

"If my brother's Mana is that special, then wouldn't the Mana of his twin—mine—be wonderfully sweet too? Come now, sister. Drink in plenty of my Mana as well."

Morgan no longer treated her sharply. Rather, as if entranced, she stretched out her tongue and licked Artoria's folds, then sucked on her clit.

Artoria moaned loudly, "Aaang~♡! Sister, you're so good...♡!" and rocked her hips in pleasure. At the same time, she shared a deep, filthy kiss with Arthur in front of her, their tongues tangling together.

After that, Arthur came inside Morgan several more times. Her womb was already overflowing with his white seed, filled enough to make her belly protrude slightly.

Then he held Artoria tightly from behind and fucked her hard, while plunging several fingers into Morgan and skillfully stimulating her G-spot.

Each time Morgan climaxed, she caressed Artoria's body, kissed her deeply, and rubbed their breasts together.

The two sisters, no longer hostile, now touched and kissed each other as though they were affectionate lovers while serving Arthur together. Watching the sight, Arthur let out a low laugh.

"Haa... seeing you two getting along so well and holding each other like that really is nice."

The three of them completely tangled together, groping each other's bodies, kissing, and fondling one another.

Arthur came inside Artoria, brought Morgan to orgasm with his hand, and showered both of them with the hot white Mana of his seed to make them both pregnant.

"Haa... this Mana is far too precious to waste...."

With languid eyes, Morgan wiped away the white traces of Mana smeared over Artoria's stomach with her finger, then sensuously licked it off her own tongue and savored it.

There was no trace left of the witch's cruelty—she was nothing but a lovely female in the purest sense.

"Now it's time for you to be happy with me too, Morgan."

I stroked Morgan's lovely face as I whispered into her ear.

"It's about time you let go of your old obsession and become happy together with me and Artoria too, isn't it? Though if that's going to happen, it seems like you're still badly lacking in Mana."

"...You, don't tell me...."

Morgan recoiled in alarm and tried to pull back, but like a beast that never lets its prey escape, I seized her waist tightly once more and dragged her back on top of me.

"Come on, the night's still long. Until our super egg is perfectly complete, I have no intention of letting you sleep tonight."

"Y-you beastly bastard... hwaaaah♡!!"

Until the mist cleared and dawn began to break, the dense and bizarre night of incest woven by Britain's strongest Pendragon siblings showed no sign of losing its heat.

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