Chapter 170: The Black Dragon’s Precious Treasure!

Chapter 170: The Black Dragon's Precious Treasure!

June 13th is hands down the most memorable day of my entire life, second only to my actual birthday.

Exactly one year ago on this very date, I made love for the very first time to my twin wives, Nadia and Nichole. That wild, passionate beginning ultimately spawned my crazy fate and gave me four darling little troublemakers.

This exact calendar day was also the catalyst that led me straight into the professional bodyguard business, setting my destiny with Tina completely in stone.

Through a series of bizarre twists and turns, it was even the day I managed to get my step-sister turned wife pregnant with my fifth child.

This specific Friday the 13th had been an epic, life-changing milestone for me. The only reason I am deeply delving into last year's chaotic timeline right now is because those exact ripples are actively shaping today's Saturday the 13th events. (A/N: Chapter 13 was written and published on Friday the 13th, 2023!)

Deep within the Crimson State, inside the massive Kyusho mansion located in Phoenix City, the warm water of a traditional Japanese shower runs steadily over my bare shoulders.

Firm, heavily calloused swordsmanship hands brush against my skin with a super-soft white cloth, tracing the lines of my muscles with meticulous care.

I sit comfortably on a low wooden shower stool while a completely naked Hinata moves slowly behind me, using the rhythmic wash to cleanse away the grime of our long flight.

Her sleek, wet black hair clings tightly to the pale curves of her back. Her ample chest presses flush against my spine, sending a jolt of heat through me as she wraps her arms around to scrub my chest.

I had traveled to Phoenix City for two very distinct reasons, the first being a top-secret meeting with Bill Woo concerning our hidden special forces network. We needed to keep our elite units completely under wraps while dealing with the government's aggressive demands for us to build up a massive army for their upcoming war.

The second, more personal reason was standing right behind me. Hinata had practically begged me to take her back to her family home, genuinely believing I would be far less distracted by our relationship if we coupled up far away from the madness of Star City.

We are actively using this entire trip to mask our massive army-building operations under the very real, perfectly logical guise of meeting my martial arts students' wealthy parents.

Even though I have already fully determined to go through with this frankly amazing coupling, a small, stubborn shred of uncertainty still lingers in the back of my mind. Looking down through the steam, my eyes fall onto Hinata's left wrist, catching the faint glint of the solid gold bracelet resting against her delicate skin.

Tracing the engraved metal with my thumb, I break the heavy silence of the bathroom and ask, "I guess someone finally told you why I put the name Precious on your bracelet?"

Hinata's soothing movements never falter for a single second as she leans forward, gently resting her chin on my left shoulder while her breath warms my neck. "Your wife Mary told me, Sensei."

I let out a soft grunt, leaning back slightly into her soft embrace to clarify, "I want to make sure you know I was never calling you a dog, alright?"

Her hands slide lower, moving below the belt with a smooth, unbothered grace that makes my pulse quicken as she speaks directly into my ear. "I only thought so at the very beginning, mostly because my mother's name translates to Dog in our language, which matches the horrific way she treats me."

I nod silently in understanding, remembering that we have been speaking entirely in fluent Japanese since the moment we stepped foot inside the Kyusho estate.

I catch her wrist to pause her hand, turning slightly on the wooden stool to explain further. "Precious was never just a regular pet to me. She was my absolute best friend and my most loyal savior, and I still miss her to this very day."

Before Hinata's teasing touch can get me entirely too aroused and make me pop a massive climbing pole right there in the stall, I firmly take the soap rag from her grasp. I pat the smooth wooden stool, gesturing for her to sit down so I can return the favor.

She hesitates for a brief moment, her traditional upbringing making her feel like I shouldn't be engaging in common maid work, but a single look of absolute authority from me forces her to comply.

As she settles onto the stool, I lather up the cloth and continue my story. "My big Mastiff, Precious, was the only pet I ever allowed myself to own because of how incredibly close we were and how suddenly she passed away."

I work the suds down her spine while she pulls her long, damp hair over one shoulder to clear the way, shivering slightly as I begin to soap and wash the fair skin of her back. "She and I spent two long, inseparable years together, and she used to sleep right at the foot of my bed every single night."

"Some absolute genius who collected venomous snakes thought it would be a brilliant idea to release his entire collection back into the wild," I growl, moving the cloth with practiced care. "And when I say the wild, I mean the local park right in the middle of my childhood neighborhood."

I finish cleaning her flawless back and seamlessly move my hands around to wash her front, having been around so many gorgeous women at this point that I have completely lost the boyish shyness I once possessed.

Hinata stiffens for a split second, a natural reaction to an intimate physical contact she has never experienced in her life, but she quickly places her hand over mine to keep it moving across her breasts.

"As a young kid of only eight years old, I knew absolutely nothing about dangerous vipers," I murmur, my mind drifting back to the sunny afternoon as I guide her fingers. "So when I stumbled directly onto the coiled snake in the grass, my brain completely froze in terror."

I gently slide the sudsy cloth across her collarbone, feeling her rapid heartbeat beneath my palm. "Precious instinctively recognized the mortal danger, throwing her heavy body directly between me and the viper, and you can easily guess the tragic outcome. I was truly devastated to be saved by her only to lose her in an instant."

The warm cloth slowly moves across her upper chest, but the heavy memories cause my emotions to fluctuate, keeping me from fully enjoying the incredible feel of her breasts the way I normally would.

"Precious was cremated, and my father actually allowed me to bury her ashes right inside our official family grave," I say, squeezing the warm water over her shoulders to rinse the soap away. "He was a genuinely good man, unlike me. After that day, I swore a solemn oath to never own another animal because losing her hurt far too much."

I move the cloth lower, thoroughly washing her legs and smooth thighs before gently cleaning her lower lips.

I am not even remotely bothered by her brief moment of hesitation during the process, knowing it stems from a lack of experience rather than a rejection of my touch.

She is fast approaching thirty years old, and deeply ingrained habits are incredibly hard to break, a fact she had explicitly warned me about before we even started this shower.

I keep the treatment brief and respectful, and once we are both fully clean, the two of us slide into the steaming waters of the adjacent hot bath to sit close together.

The serene silence is broken by Hinata as she stares down at the gold band on her wrist, asking softly, "So when I began following you a few months ago, my presence gave you that exact same feeling of having a fiercely loyal friend at your side, correct, Sensei?"

I offer a small, appreciative smile, leaning my head back against the stone ledge. "You are an incredibly beautiful human woman and obviously not a dog, but I truly felt like I finally had a real companion by my side once again."

I shift slightly in the water, letting the heat soothe my muscles. "I take care of you, I train you, and you normally remain perfectly quiet, so my mind must have subconsciously overlapped those old feelings, which is the real reason I put her name on your bracelet."

Hinata doesn't answer with words; instead, she bravely moves through the swirling water and straddles my lap, shifting her weight onto my thighs.

Her slender arms slide over my shoulders, and her striking red eyes bore directly into my blue ones as she asks a very serious question. "Do you find me attractive, Sensei?"

"You are easily one of the most breathtakingly beautiful women in this entire world, Hinata, so yes, I do," I reply instantly, my hands resting firmly on her wet hips.

She blinks in surprise, the sharp corners of her lips curving into a genuine smile before her eyes dart upward in deep, calculating thought.

Hinata brings her face incredibly close to mine, her breath mingling with the rising steam as she whispers, "Sensei, I am no naive child, and I am well aware that ancient reptilian dragons do not exist, at least not in our modern era, but I need you to be completely truthful with me. You are a Dragon, correct?"

I let out a long, heavy exhale, sensing just how much this answer truly matters to her entire identity.

I know I could easily lie right here to tell her exactly what her fantasy requires, but I choose absolute honesty instead. "Not a Black Dragon, Hinata... a Gold one."

Her eyes widen with profound shock at my words, and an incredibly bright smile blooms across her face, revealing a level of pure, unadulterated happiness I have never seen from her before.

She leans in closer, her voice trembling with excitement as she explains, "Sensei, you clearly do not know the true, hidden history of the Kyusho Black Dragon line."

She tightens her grip on my shoulders, her fingers pressing into my skin. "To protect his actual identity thousands of years ago, our ancestors told the rest of the world that our guardian was a Black Dragon just to avoid a massive war with the Chinese Empire. But the mythical figure who originally taught my family the supreme way of the sword was a black-haired, blue-eyed man known as the Golden Dragon."

My eyes instinctively drift toward the entrance of the bath, landing on the heavy black sword resting securely against the wall, and Hinata follows my gaze.

"Yes, Sensei, you wielded that very same legendary blade, a weapon explicitly suited for ancient Grandmasters," she whispers, her hands sliding up to cup my neck. "But you seem to have forgotten the vast majority of your past-life memories. Hearing you tell me that you are a Gold Dragon makes my personal choices even more perfect."

I am completely floored by the revelation that one of my past incarnations was actually running around the ancient Japanese Empire. That means the legendary Li bloodline must have had quite a few secret slip-ups in bed with foreign women after all.

If that is the case, my past lives could have easily ended up anywhere on the globe. My wandering thoughts are instantly cut short as Hinata leans inward to claim my lips.

Her long eyelashes flutter shut, and though her kissing technique is incredibly basic and completely unskilled, the sudden physical contact acts like a veil being lifted.

It makes me realize just how spectacularly amazing her body feels against mine, the sweet, clumsy kiss completely blowing away the lingering cobwebs of my hesitation.

My arms wrap tightly around her waist to pull her flush against me, signaling my full acceptance through the strength of my hold.

Hinata tightens her arms around my neck, clinging to me as if terrified I might suddenly change my mind. She has a clear, unyielding mission in her heart: to please me entirely, to get pregnant with my child, and to finally gather her ancient Dragon's absolute approval.

After around fifteen minutes of getting hot and heavy in the steaming bath water, the intensity of our kissing gradually slowed to a halt. Hinata leaned back slightly, her crimson eyes half closed in a delicate mix of confusion, intense satisfaction, and lingering nervousness that told me absolutely everything I needed to know about her inner feelings. Of course, making out with a woman so thoroughly can also give you a pretty solid clue about where her heart is at. Her naturally diligent and hardworking nature had clearly transferred to this, making her skill in kissing improve at a remarkably rapid pace.

"Hah! Sensei, I... I have pleasured myself while thinking of you in recent months... Watching you have sex has enlightened me to what lovemaking and child-making truly entails."

I gently reached up to wipe away a stray strand of sweaty dark hair from her face, feeling the warmth of her naked body pressed directly against mine in the water. My Dragon had been at full mast between her legs for a while now, and the heavy tension between us shifted into a silent understanding that this moment would forever alter the course of our shared future.

"I only have one request for you, Hinata... Please promise to be with no other man after me?"

The daze in Hinata's eyes vanished instantly as she registered the earnest, deeply serious nature of my request, looking back at me like a dummy as she answered. "You are many things, Rick. You are my Master, my Lord, my Sensei, the future father of my child, and the only man I will ever let have me, so yes, you will be the only man to have me. You may have me as often as you desire, for I am yours willingly. Is that clear enough for you, or should I beg for you? Fufu, I honestly cannot believe I am almost eleven years older than the man who now owns my body, heart, and soul."

I decided not to question the grander parts about her heart or soul just yet, choosing instead to lift her up into a proper princess carry. My lust for Hinata had reached a level where I honestly no longer wanted to hold back anymore.

After drying each other off in the changing room, I carried her again to her futon. Her room was designed with a minimalist elegance, featuring a very simple and plain layout with a few scrolls of traditional calligraphy mounted on the walls as paintings, and a striking picture of an Eastern Black Dragon hanging right over her futon.

I laid her naked form down onto the bedding, but she refused to let go of my neck, using what little seduction methods she knew of to lock her inviting and vulnerable maiden eyes onto mine.

Laying over her in a classic missionary position, I began pressing my lips against the warm skin of her neck. She turned her head naturally to the side to grant me any access I wished for, already wrapping her legs tightly around my waist to draw me closer.

Feeling my dick pressing right at her entrance, she closed her eyes tightly and spoke in a soft, breathless voice. "Rick, do to me what you are afraid to do with your other lovers... I trust you entirely, and I want to feel your full lust..."

While I continued to suck firmly on her neck, a sudden thought crossed my mind that she was actually a bit late on that request, because Lucy already made me go full throttle during our sessions. Still, there really were some intense things I couldn't do to Lucy, or even to some of my other wives.

I stopped kissing her skin for a brief moment and tilted her face up to force her to look directly at me. Her eyes fluttered open in surprise as I spoke my honest thoughts. "You never have to love me, Hinata, but... I will probably fall in love with you. If not right now, then very soon. You are not a toy to me, nor are you my servant. You are my treasured companion... Um, my precious treasure?"

She let out a soft smile at the sound of my awkward words, and I suddenly felt her hand reaching down toward my Dragon, trying her best to guide it inward. "I am deeply honored to be the Black Dragon's precious treasure, so please, covet my body... AHH!"

It was already too late for regular pacing as I pushed all the way down to the base in one smooth motion and stopped. Her eyes went wide in surprise, showing a heavy hint of sudden pain mixed with accomplishment, knowing I was already halfway to her dream.

As for what I wanted to do to Hinata the most that I couldn't do with my other wives and lovers, I started to suck on her neck again, pressing down firmly to leave unmistakable love marks.

Without even asking for her permission, I began to pull out and slide back in, letting her experience the raw lust she had just asked me for. I had crossed the line, and the sensation surprised me because her body, both outside and inside, felt like it was tailor-made just for me.

No, seriously, the overall feel, the tightness, and the texture of Hinata's skin was absolutely perfect in every single way, fitting me perfectly like a glove.

My body was so excited to experience the ultimate sensation that I kissed her all over, marking her everywhere while I thrust deeply into her depths.

For close to five minutes, Hinata had been enduring my fierce and intense intercourse without a break. By this time, I had left at least three heavy hickeys on each of her impressive breasts, along with a highly noticeable hickey on each side of her neck and collarbone. There was no way in hell anyone would look at her and not know I had completely claimed this goddess from the Japan Empire.

Soon enough, Hinata simply could not hold the pleasure in anymore. "AHHHH! Sensei~! Sensei~ it, I can't help it~! AHHHHHHH! I am cumming~!"

Her whole body tightened around me instantly, making my already terrific sex ten times better, to the point where I actually yelled out in a rare moment of response to her words and body.

"GODDAMMIT! I AM CUMMING! Uhgggg~!"

The two of us clung to each other without a single thought about the fact that I had just finished inside her to give her a baby. No, we were just far too heavily invested in the sheer lust and our shared carnal pleasure, and I would have cursed my soul if I had missed this exact moment in life.

I was completely unaware that her nails had even made deep red scratches all across my back, and she had no idea she had done it either. For almost two minutes, we kept the pumping motion going, and then we finally lost our heavy adrenaline rush as I lay flat atop her now completely exhausted form.

Shortly after, Hinata, feeling the physical pain and the warm fullness settling in her belly, wiped the sweat from my face and spoke. "I think you were even more of a beast than when you were drunk, but, I love it. Sensei, please, do this with me again."

I picked up my head from my marshmallow pillows, and the two of us noticed the heavy hickeys I had decorated her with, though we just kinda ignored it for now as I asked a question. "Hinata, I believe I will have to do this to you a lot in the future, sorry."

A mischievous smile made its way back to her lips as she clarified her meaning. "Sensei, I told you I am yours, but what I meant by 'again' was literally right now, again. I believe in order to get properly pregnant, the doggy-style method should be used here, just to make sure I get pregnant. So can you, Sensei?"

She and I both knew her words were pure bullshit since it only takes one damn time to get pregnant, but I really wanted more of this addictive, submissive woman.

"You are right, Hinata. So we will stay up all night just to make sure you get properly impregnated, so hold on!"

"AHH!"

I pulled out completely, flipped her over onto her hands and knees, and then suddenly pushed into her again. And for two more hours, the two of us went at it really hard, like we were trying to make Lucy jealous.

Elsewhere in the sprawling Kyusho mansion...

An older man and woman, Hinata's parents, were currently sitting up and sleepily drinking tea together. Her mother, Inu, let out a soft chuckle.

"Well, a grandchild is assured, but... We should have told Rick about paper walls not blocking sound very well, fufu."

"Inu, my dear, at least our family has a bright future, at least for a generation or two. Who would have thought our stupid daughter would make such a blunder, to turn around and then bring us so much honor?! I will have to praise her well this time."

"This time, she has earned it, plus, luck is a talent as well. But for the life of me, I don't understand how she made him so active, even with all his wives?"

And until silence finally took over the mansion, the two of them chatted on. By April of next year, they should be able to hold a grandchild, so the two fell asleep feeling proud.

But the next morning when they saw the state of their once proud daughter, it was absolutely priceless.

She had a heavy limp, was completely adorned in hickeys, and wore a stupid smile like a precious pet that had just been praised.