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Chapter 679: Broken Dragon Queen

Korra was beautiful, that went without saying.

Her brown skin was flawless, while her crimson eyes carried a warmth that could melt stone.

Her body was tall and plump in all the right places, her obsidian horns swept back elegantly from her brow, her tail twitched behind her in that way dragon tails did.

She looked exactly like the queen she was.

But right now she also looked like she’d just run a marathon through hell.

Her face was slick with sweat. A flush had crept up her neck and cheeks. Her eyes were ringed with exhaustion, like she hadn’t slept in a week.

And most jarring of all: she was leaning on a wooden crutch, taking each step with the pained gait of someone whose legs had simply given up on them.

Seeing this pathetic sight, Nuri shot across the room like a missile.

“MAMA! What happened to you?!”

She grabbed her mother’s arm and began supporting her immediately, panic flooding her small face.

“Are you sick? Did someone attack you? WHO DO I NEED TO BURN?!”

“Auntie Korra!” Charlotte hurried over, genuine alarm in her voice. “What’s wrong? Why are you walking like that? Did someone hurt you?”

“Tell us who did this.” Anya added, her earlier menace forgotten entirely, replaced by cold concern. “They won’t live to see tomorrow.”

Even Maria had risen, moving to Korra’s other side and slipping an arm under the queen’s shoulder to help bear her weight.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing.” Korra waved them all off with a smile, even as she leaned gratefully on both supports. “I’m perfectly fine, I promise.”

She’d been about to say she tripped on the stairs—but no. She was the Dragon Queen. That excuse wouldn’t survive contact with reality.

“It was…a complicated spell.”

She amended, aiming for casual and landing somewhere around sheepish.

“I’ve been working on something new, and I made a small mistake. Just a bit of backlash. Nothing serious.”

“A spell?” Nuri’s brow furrowed, and suddenly she was all business.

“Let Anya check you, Mama. She’ll know if anything is wrong.”

Before Korra could object, Anya had grabbed her hand and begun channeling her blessing through the queen’s body, scanning every organ, every bone, every drop of blood.

Korra’s heart nearly stopped.

Because Anya’s blessing could read everything.

Every trace of foreign mana.

Every chemical imbalance.

Every…deposit of genetic material that had been left behind in very specific places during very specific activities not too long ago.

If Anya scanned her properly, the secret would be out in front of everyone.

She was about to yank her hand away, abort the scan with some excuse about modesty, when—

Snap!

Mika snapped his fingers.

“That’s strange. There’s no damage at all.” Anya pulled back, tilting her head. “Your body is exhausted—completely depleted, actually—but there’s nothing wrong with you. No injuries. No internal trauma. You just…need rest. A lot of rest.”

Nuri nearly collapsed with relief.

“Oh, thank the dragon spirits. Mama, you scared me half to death!”

Korra exhaled a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding.

Her eyes slid to Mika, who still hadn’t turned to look at her, but had, with a single snap of his fingers, redirected Anya’s blessing at exactly the right moment.

‘He saved me once again.’ She thought, and her heart did something complicated and warm in her chest.

“Speaking of which.” Charlotte said, drawing Korra’s attention back. “What kind of spell were you trying to cast that could knock you out like this? It has to be something immense.”

“Yeah.” Astrid agreed, drifting closer. “Time alteration? Earth manipulation? What sort of spell hits you that hard?”

Korra limped her way toward the sofa where Mika was sitting, settling down beside him with as much dignity as a woman using a crutch could muster.

“It’s really not that interesting. I was attempting to change the elemental attributes of my fire. Something I’ve been experimenting with for a while.”

“The backlash was…stronger than anticipated.”

Nuri immediately curled up on her mother’s other side, pressing against her like a concerned kitten.

“Mika should help you, Mama! He’s really good at stuff like this. You should let him check you too.”

Korra’s cheeks flushed—barely perceptible, but there. “Actually, Mika already examined me.”

Every head turned toward her.

“When he was away from all of you earlier.” Korra continued, her voice admirably steady. “He was checking on me. He gave me some medicine and I already feel much better.”

“Ohhh, so that’s where Mika went.” Charlotte nodded, the mystery of his absence solved.

“I was wondering why he’d vanished for so long.” Astrid muttered.

Maria had moved behind the sofa and placed her hands on Korra’s shoulders.

“Would you like a massage, Auntie? You’re still very tense.”

“That would be lovely, dear.” Korra closed her eyes as Maria’s fingers began to work.

But her eyes were fixed on Mika as what she had said wasn’t exactly a lie.

Mika had been examining her. He had been giving her treatment.

Just…not the kind of treatment anyone in this room was imagining.

The truth was the moment Mika had seen her earlier, Korra’s body had ignited. It always did.

The sight of the man who made her feel things no one else had ever made her feel sent her blood rushing, her heart pounding, her scales heating until she felt like she might catch fire.

And Mika, noticing her reaction had simply taken her hand and led her to one of the palace’s many bedrooms.

He then stripped her. Pushed her onto the bed. And spent the next hour absolutely destroying her.

He sucked her breasts until she screamed. He had licked her pussy until she forgot her own name.

He ate her ass with an enthusiasm that still made her blush to think about.

Finally, he plunged his cock inside her and fucked her so hard they had broken three different bed and had to move from room to room like refugees fleeing a natural disaster.

Eventually they had ended up in her bedroom, the one she hadn’t used in years because her marriage had crumbled to cold ash.

And now she was using it to have the most passionate encounter with a man who was not her husband, who was young enough to be her son, who was the object of her own daughter’s affection.

And by the end of it, her belly had been swimming with his seed. In fact, she had been so thoroughly exhausted that walking without assistance had become genuinely impossible.

Which was absurd. She was a dragon. Dragons were known for their vitality.

And yet Mika, a mere human had drained every ounce of energy from her body and turned the queen of the Black Dragon race into a limping mess.

But of course, she couldn’t say any of that.

Not only would it be a disgrace, a mother going after the same boy her daughter loved

But it would also make her an enemy of every woman in this room. And that was a headache she simply did not need.

So she stayed quiet. She was content with what she had. Moments with Mika, stolen here and there.

And if he eventually chose another woman to spend his life with—well. She would accept it. She would cherish the memories. She might feel bitter, but she would accept it.

Lost in these gloomy thoughts, Korra barely noticed the hand that had slipped beneath the sofa cushion—

Until it grabbed her ass!

“Ahhhh!♡~” She jolted. A moan escaped her lips before she could stop it.

“Whoa!” Charlotte’s head snapped toward her. “Auntie, are you okay?!”

“Mama!” Nuri clutched her mother’s arm. “Is the pain back?! Mika, do something! Give her more medicine!”

Korra’s face burned, but she forced a smile. “It’s nothing. It’s nothing. Maria’s massage is just…very effective. I wasn’t expecting it.”

“Then I’ll be gentler.” Maria said, looking rather pleased with herself. “I didn’t know I had this much talent.”

Korra nodded, her jaw tight. She then shot a glare at Mika, who was sitting right beside her, his expression the picture of innocence.

His hand, however that was hidden beneath the cushion was still kneading her ass with slow pressure. Squeezing. Twisting. Exploring.

‘Stop it!’ Her glare said.

Mika smiled back at her. But his hand didn’t stop and instead he made it worse by turning toward Nuri and saying,

“Nuri. Give your mother some space. She needs room to recover. Come sit over here instead.”

“Oh! That makes sense.” Nuri, ever obedient where Mika was concerned, immediately scrambled off her mother and climbed directly into Mika’s lap.

She curled up against his chest, her tail wrapping around his waist. “Is this better, Mika?”

“Much better.”

Mika’s free arm wrapped around Nuri, holding her close. The other arm continued its slow, torturous exploration of her mother’s butt.

Korra felt the heat rise to her face. Here she was, sitting beside the man who had just spent an hour fucking her senseless, while her daughter cuddled in his lap, utterly oblivious to the fact that his other hand was currently in between her cheeks.

‘This is fine.’ She told herself. ‘This is completely fine. I am a dignified queen. I can handle—’

His fingers slipped into her crack.

“Mmm…” She bit her lip so hard she nearly drew blood.

But as she genuinely was about to let out a proper moan—

“Oh, wow…It seems my palace has been blessed with many guests today.”

A voice boomed through the room like a thunderclap. It was deep, powerful, the kind of voice that expected, no demanded attention.

But despite the voice’s magnificence, everyone in the room seemed to be annoy by its presence.

Korra’s face, which had been flushed with a very specific kind of warmth, immediately hardened into stone.

Nuri made a sound of pure annoyance and crossed her arms.

“Ugh. Why is he here?”

Charlotte’s expression flickered with irritation. Astrid’s tails stopped wagging. Even Anya looked slightly put upon, like someone who had just noticed a mosquito buzzing near their ear.

Only Mika seemed genuinely pleased. He turned toward the newcomer with a bright, earnest smile.

“Uncle Vorathar! You’re back! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you!”

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