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“Really?” she asks skeptically, and I grin. That’s what I love about my mate—she’s high intelligence wrapped in a sexy package.

“Well, I mean, the Carevasta bears aren’t the only ones who excel at pillaging and plundering. Anyone who dares to get on a dragon’s bad side knows they stand to lose anything of value as well as incur their ire. Spoils of war are fairly won, my love.” I slide my hands up and down her naked body and nuzzle into her neck as I wrap my arms around her from behind.

“Now what I’d really like is to fuck my mate on this pile and watch the gold shimmer on her wings,” I cajole her, nipping her skin and stroking a finger between her wings, which she left in place after she changed to basilisk and back.

She shivers at my touch but screws up her nose. “Doesn’t look very comfortable to me,” she argues halfheartedly, and I pull away and scramble up to the top of my pile and wave a hand to my nest. It’s large enough for my dragon to settle in and plenty big enough for the two of us to roll around in. It’s full of furs and soft furnishings, much like Echo’s nest.

“Why don’t you come and find out?” I taunt her, opening the zipper of my pants before dragging them down my legs, taking my underwear with them. I stand before her naked, my cock throbbing and leaking precum. I know my wife, and I know her desires, and there’s no way she will refuse me. I smirk at her, and she huffs but starts to climb up the mound of treasure. She stops every now and then to admire something, and my dragon huffs with pride, making note of what she looks at so we can gift them to her.

Finally, she makes it to the nest and looks around with wide-eyed amazement. “This is nice,” she tells me, bending down and fingering the soft furs, her inner dragon and lightning cat enjoying the sensations. I watch as she flutters her wings, and my cock throbs harder, and I can’t wait any longer—I lunge at her

She squeals and giggles as I drag her down into the bundle of furs, tearing the shirt I gave her off her body before nuzzling her breasts. Her hands run through my hair as I take one of her nipples into my mouth, rolling the tight nub with my tongue before sucking on it. She groans and wraps her legs around my body, her core hot against my throbbing dick. I can’t wait to fuck her hard and deep, but first, my dragons insist on a few things, and if I don’t do it for them, they’ll be sulky dicks. I pull away and give her a quick kiss before getting up and scrambling down my pile of treasures.

“Hey!” I hear her call behind me, but I find the piece of treasure they are looking for and scramble back to my mate. She’s leaning back on her hands, looking at me in confusion.

“What are you doing?” she asks playfully, tilting her head to the side.

I place the delicate tiara on her head and smirk at her. “What is a queen without a crown? You are definitely my queen,” I tell her and lean in to kiss her again, but I jolt in frustration and growl, my dragons now encouraging me to get another thing for her.

“Be right back.” I kiss her on the lips, and she frowns again before I move in a different direction, finding the bit of treasure they are insisting on, and when I get back to her, I drape a necklace made of rare black diamond-like gems called dnomaids from a planet almost at the end of the galaxy. It’s inhabited by an asshole race that is hated by most of the galaxy, but their gems are stunning and worth a lot, because like Husadavia, nobody wants to go there and mine them.

“Wow, this is gorgeous.” She runs a finger over the gems that sparkle like they are filled with glitter. “But I don’t need any of these things,” she tells me, holding out her arms to coax me back into the nest. Grimacing, I shake my head.

“I know, but my dragons are insisting,” I snarl apologetically, but she just giggles and shrugs.

“Okay, and honestly, my dragon is very happy too,” she tells me as I spend the next ten minutes covering her from head to toe in gems. Basically, the only spot that doesn’t have anything on it is her pussy. She’s lying flat now and spread out, looking slightly uncomfortable. I wonder if I can convince her to pierce her nipples and clit hood so she can wear our gems all the time. My dragons purr internally at the idea.

“You look gorgeous covered in our treasure,” my dragons growl, but I shove them back as I kneel down and push her legs apart, swiping my tongue through her folds.

“Finally,” she says and reaches for my hair. I love her tugging at it while I feast on her cunt. It makes my cock throb and precum leak out. Her hands drift to my shoulders and out to my wings, and she runs a fingertip along the edges. I growl into her pussy.

“Yes,” she exclaims as I lengthen my tongue and jam it deep into her dripping channel, curving it up like a finger to brush against her G-spot. Her pussy clenches, and she arches her back, screaming as her release gushes out of her and into my mouth. I lap at all the sticky delicious fluid, not wanting to miss a drop, before climbing up her body and kissing her mouth, letting her taste herself. She groans and clamps her legs around my waist as I thrust into her tight core. It’s a struggle, and it takes a couple of thrusts until I’m fully seated deep in her hot, throbbing cunt. My balls throb, and my spine tingles as the aftermath of her first orgasm ripples around my dick.

I swirl my hips as I tongue her mouth like I did with her pussy. Her hands stroke my wings, and my teeth ache at the sensation. I reach out to run a finger along the edge of one of hers as the jewels she wears scrapes against my skin with each thrust, creating a sharp contrast to the pleasure my cock feels. It’s a heady combination, and I pick up my speed, her own hips thrusting up to meet mine. The sounds of jewelry jingling and our damp bodies slapping together create a soundtrack of us fucking.

“Love you,” she cries out as another stroke of my finger against her wings sends her careening into another orgasm. She screams and grips my own wings as her channel convulses around my cock, setting off my orgasm. I fill her with my hot seed, and she groans and sighs in pleasure as my barb scrapes along her G-spot. I keep filling her with my seed, looking forward to the time when it will be in dragon form so I can breed her.

She relaxes underneath me as my seed floods her womb, her hands stroking gently up and down my back. “That was good,” she murmurs, nuzzling into my neck. I tip my head to the side, giving her better access, and her tongue probes the thick vein there.

“Yes, it was, but we’re just getting started,” I purr. “Bite me, Lila, and drink deeply, because you’re going to need your strength,” I tell her as I adjust the tiara on her head, which is a little lopsided after her thrashing about.

She doesn’t argue, just bites me hard. Her venom is a straight shot to my dick, and it quickly fills with blood, the telltale sign of an orgasm tickling my skin.

I pull out of her and take it in my hand, stroking it a couple of times before I’m erupting with a roar. This time, I paint my cum all over her body, rubbing it into her skin with my other hand. I want her to smell like me for days.

She finishes drinking and seals the wounds before looking down at her body. The gems and her skin are a sticky mess, and she giggles again. “I guess they are definitely mine now. Nobody is going to want them covered in cum.”

CHAPTER TWENTY

Lila

Fucking Tirrian on his mounds of treasure was like something out of an Arabian Nights fantasy, but the whole time, my dragon rumbled her delight and had her eyes on any number of his gorgeous trinkets. It was almost distracting, but he really does have a way of keeping my attention completely on him, especially when he kept covering me with jewels so he could admire his treasures while getting his dick wet. If I didn’t have my own dragon soul, I may have been offended, but instead, I admired them right along with him and plotted how I could stick them in my prison pocket to smuggle them out of his vault.

In the end, smuggling wasn’t needed, and he readily gave them to me and showed me how to activate my own vault, locking them safely away. My small pile of jewels looks pitiful on the floor of my vault, and my dragon has started plotting how we can get more. I’m not sure anywhere is safe until I have a significant amount of treasure to call my own. Luckily for me, I have ready access to a jewel cave. I will need to return to Rilu so I can bring some of the gems back with me.

We have to go to the basilisks’ compound first. I wonder if they will have any other treasures apart from the warehouse of petrified people. They are the main priority. I am going to reanimate them, and Xavier is going to teleport them to the dragon compound. From there, Link and Tysar are going to facilitate returning them to wherever they belong.

Tirrian, Saxon, Brannock, Silac, Xavier, and Maxsim will be on the away team with me as well as Tirrian’s brothers, Thorn and Titus, and his sister, Tallon. Once done, Xavier will create an illusion to make it look like the statues are all still there.

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