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“Get inside me, dragon,” she hisses, and I climb over her, lifting her legs over my shoulders and sliding my cock into her glistening heat. I haven’t fucked her like this yet—face to face. I’ve been missing out. Watching her head tip back, watching her eyes close as she moans—it’s a gift straight from the Bone-Builder.
I lean down to nibble at her parted lips, to taste the soft moans slipping from her mouth. I hunger for every shifting expression, every flutter of her lashes, every gasp of light breath. My hips rock, pumping my cock through her in a slow, heavy rhythm.
“Faster,” she whispers. I kiss her and comply, speeding up my thrusts. After a moment I pull out and bury my face between her legs, coaxing her sweet little clit with my tongue, lapping around her entrance until she gasps out, “Dragon, if you don’t breed me right now, I’m going to fucking kill you.”
With a low growl, I thrust inside her again. The sensation along my cock is unbearably thrilling, and I nearly come just from entering her.
“Don’t play with me, Serylla,” I tell her hoarsely. “Not about this.”
She weaves her fingers into my hair, pulls me closer so she can kiss me. “I’m not tormenting you this time. I’ve decided. I’ll have your baby dragons.”
I want to burst into song, except I don’t know any songs that could express the heights of my joy. I press deeper inside her, just to watch her eyes glaze over with bliss.
“God, you feel so good,” she whimpers. “Oh shit, I’m going to come…”
Grinning, I brace myself and fuck her as fast as I can, tipping her over the edge.
Watching her come is like watching a sunrise. It’s all the colors of passion, beauty, and delight, blending into exquisite peace. I groan as I join her, my cum flowing deep into her body.
I stay inside until I’ve softened completely. When I slide out, a trickle of cum leaks from her pink slit, and I push it back in with my thumb. She shivers and sighs at the brush of my hand over her clit, so I massage it lightly and swiftly with my fingertips until she comes again, only a little flutter this time.
“I’ve never wanted sex so badly,” she whispers, blushing. “I feel so weak and full and perfect, all at the same time.”
I settle in beside her and stroke my palm over her flat stomach. Soon it will swell with our little ones… if she truly meant what she said.
“So you will not take the herbs this time?” I ask.
“No.”
“What changed your mind?”
“Two things.” She holds up two fingers. “First, when you said you’d let me go. Second, when you battled yourself during the mating heat, and managed to stay in control. There’s kindness in you, and mercy. You just need to learn how to show it, and to share it more widely, not just with your own species.”
“I know.” The admission grates on me, but she’s right.
I don’t press the matter of offspring, nor does she push me to explore my motives further. After a few minutes she climbs out of the nest and surveys the remaining deer hanging in the back of the cave. “We should cook this before it spoils. It’s chilly back here, but not cold enough. Cooking the meat will help it last a bit longer.”
We spent the next several hours preparing the meat and cooking it. She tries to teach me, explaining many rules that I don’t understand, describing all the different pots, pans, and implements she would typically use, listing her favorite seasonings and spices. I listen until my brain feels like it will shatter if I cram anything else into it. To make her stop talking, I lift her onto my shoulders, facing me, with her back to the cave wall and her pussy in front of my face, and I devour her until she comes with a shrill scream. Then I push her down to her hands and knees and fuck her, while the slapping sounds of our flesh echo through the cave.
Those sounds occur often over the next few days. I’m addicted to the softness of her body, the beauty of her breasts, the snug comfort of her pussy, and the shining joy in her eyes when she looks at me.
When I’m in dragon form, the heat is less urgent than it was the first time. Her scent has changed slightly, and somehow I know she’s already carrying my young, so the urge to breed her isn’t as powerful. The desire to fuck, though, is a compulsion all its own.
By the fourth day, her belly is noticeably larger. She’s quiet about it, and sometimes I catch her running her hand over the bump, uncertainty furrowing her brow.
I try to help. “You’ll be alright. Thelise said the eggs will be small enough for you to lay them easily.”
“I know that.” She shoots me an irritated look. “And I’m happy to do this for you, but it’s unsettling, all the same. I love babies, and I always planned to have them, but I never imagined it being like this. It’s happening so fast.”
I fold my wings back and prowl closer to her, curious. “How long does pregnancy last for humans?”
“Nine months.”
“Nine fucking months? Females carry their offspring in their bodies for almost a year? That seems cruel.”
Serylla laughs, which pleases me, though I wasn’t trying to be funny.
“It is cruel,” she says. “Some women enjoy it, while others hate it, but either way it’s a long time. Birth isn’t easy, either. It’s agonizing, and usually involves the tearing of skin and tissues. Sometimes there are dangerous complications, and either the baby or the mother die.”
