The Demon Emperor was Saint Emperor Chapter 97: I Can Lay Eggs Now

Unlike Helena’s soft and sweet lips, Natasha’s kiss was scorching hot.

This might be because of her enthusiastic initiative, or perhaps because her true form is a Molten Giant Dragon.

But one thing she and Helena have in common is that they both lack experience.

Even though Lynn is not very skilled either, compared to Natasha, he counts as a veteran of two or three encounters.

Natasha, although fiery with passion, did not know how to exert her strength. At one point, she bit Lynn’s lips but didn’t know what to do afterward.

It was Lynn, the old hand, who guided her to experience the taste of kissing.

While Natasha was lost in the embrace of her greatest hero, Lynn multitasked, probing the Divine Power surging within Natasha’s body.

Compared to the amount he initially shared with her, the power now remaining in Natasha’s body was less than sixty percent, showing that her digestion capability was a notch higher than Helena’s.

The Dragon Race is truly a chosen strong race, born with exceptional gifts. Although their growth rate cannot compare with the Human Race, they thrive in stability with very high potential and limits.

Out of 100 human children, a true prodigy is rare, but among 100 young dragons, as long as they survive, all 100 can grow into Saint Tier Giant Dragons.

However, the Dragon Race faces reproductive challenges and has a long growth cycle. Even with nearly a hundred percent success rate, they cannot compete with Humans for dominance over the continent.

After all, the Human Race’s population is ten thousand tis that of the Dragons, and they can reach their peak within a few decades, whereas Dragons in their thirties are still in their juvenile phase.

It’s fortunate Lynn isn’t a native of the Miracle World; otherwise, despite Natasha now being pressed under him just barely reaching adulthood, she could very well have witnessed his great-grandfather grow up...

Dragons live longer than Elves, usually making cross-species marriages with Humans a short-lived union with parting inevitable.

But unlike the devoted Elf Race, Dragons don’t care much about this; to them, love is just a fleeting mont. When a lover dies, they just find another.

If one must put it poetically, it’s like bubbles of love—the ones that burst can be replaced easily.

Lynn doesn’t quite understand the Dragon Race’s views on marriage and romance, but even if he did, he wouldn’t worry because, with his strength and foreseeable future, not even the Dragon Emperor would likely outlive him.

"Mmm..."

Having figured out Natasha’s bodily state, Lynn decisively stopped, holding her shoulders to leave her lips.

At this mont, Natasha was sowhat lost in passion, not having her fill yet, unable to bear letting Lynn go so easily.

So she stretched out her sinful dragon claw, hooking Lynn’s neck, forcibly pulling him closer to herself.

Seeing this, Lynn didn’t wrestle with the Giant Dragon; though he would prevail in a direct confrontation, he didn’t want to be rough with a girl whom he had marked.

"Alright, alright, one more kiss, don’t be greedy."

Unable to resist Natasha, Lynn lowered his head and lightly kissed her crimson lips once more before cautiously withdrawing, giving no opportunity for Natasha to push further.

"No~~ I want more..."

Natasha pouted, continuing to ask for kisses like a hungry orange cat.

"No way! I have desires too, and if we continue, we might move from the couch to the bed."

Lynn ended by rubbing his nose against Natasha’s, affectionately stopping short. Now wasn’t the ti to spend the night in the Imperial Palace; he planned to save his first for his first love.

Although he had a few first loves, Natasha wasn’t among them.

"It’s okay to go to bed. Natasha’s already an adult and can lay eggs."

With that, the youthful dragon leaned in again, hoping to deepen her relationship with Lynn.

"Laying eggs..."

At those words, Lynn hesitated for a mont before realizing that Dragons differ from Humans—they hatch from eggs.

"Let’s not. When I get in bed, I tend to lose my temper easily, not ideal."

After snapping back to reality, Lynn waved his hands dismissively, indicating that laying eggs was unnecessary.

"It’s fine, it’s not just Natasha as a dragon; there’s Helena too, we can both keep you company."

Natasha said, blinking innocently.

Seeing this, Lynn slapped his forehead, astounded that he saw the naive innocence of a young girl, even on a Dragon Race mber notorious in literature for their "lustful" label.

"I ant my temper isn’t that animalistic. When I lose it, I turn koala-like, sleeping for hours when I hit the bed."

While speaking, Lynn drew Helena, her cheeks flushed, between himself and Natasha to let the eager young dragon cool down.

"Then can’t we do it for several hours?"

Natasha tilted her head.

"Farewell!"

Hearing this, Lynn clasped his hands in salutation, springing up from the sofa but not imdiately escaping. Instead, he planted a kiss on Helena’s lips to show fairness before leaving with peace of mind.

Though Natasha verbally showed courage, when things ca down to actual action, she dared not seize Lynn forcefully like a tyrannosaurus, especially with Helena nearby offering silent disapproval, leaving the young dragon only able to send Lynn off with a sullen look of reluctance.

When Lynn’s figure completely vanished, the starry-eyed Natasha deflated, like a punctured balloon suddenly losing spirit.

"Helena, you’re so la! If you had helped by getting alluring earlier, perhaps Lynn would’ve stayed."

Having missed out on her chance, Natasha was now rather displeased, finding her knight partner less appealing than before as she blad her lack of talent for their failure. Had Helena lent her skills to support her, how could they have failed to woo a man with normal desires?

"What’s the point of keeping him now? What we should do is secure a place in his heart, not leave marks on his body, understand?"

After Lynn left, Helena’s blush faded progressively as she pressed her pride-filled chest, sensing the warmth left by Lynn. Her just-cald emotions grew chaotic once more.

"If marking him helps secure a place in his heart, won’t that work better?"

Natasha wasn’t sure of Helena’s aning, for Dragons find physical pleasure quite important. If she can please her partner, occupying him is natural.

"In his heart, our rank isn’t high. If we usurp the resources of the higher royals, he probably won’t favor us due to guilt and will favor the royals instead... Relax, based on Lynn’s behavior, when it’s our turn, he won’t miss a chance with us, don’t rush."

Helena knew her partner’s nature was fiery, so she needed to keep calm.