Page 10 of Bred By the Dragon

She squeals. Her whole body arches, straining against her straps as I rut into her again and again, filling up her tiny body and shoving down my second cock to stimulate her even more.

“Are you ready?” I growl to her, bringing my lips up to her cheek, and then her ear. “I’m going to fit all of it inside you, and then I’m really going to fuck you.”

A half-drunk smile crosses her face. “You know I am.”

So I pump harder, squeezing even more of myself into her, and her mouth falls slack. Her body welcomes me, parting for me and then fluttering and trembling around me. I’m so lost to my pleasure that I let go of my upper cock, because I need both hands and both legs to fuck her.

Then she swallows me, up to the narrow point near my slit. I groan as I’m finally fully seated in her, and I’m in awe that she can take all of me. When I peer up into her face, her eyes are closed in bliss.

That’s when I really test the new table for what it can take.

I snap my hips back hard, and then delve into her again, and again, and her cries become screams of pleasure. My balls are aching, and both my cocks are shivering with their need to release, but she’s not there yet. I watch her face carefully as I fuck her even harder, yanking out my cock until it almost slips free, and then pushing it through her soft, swollen cunt, changing my angle as her cries rise and fall. Soon, she’s tightening up blissfully around me, and I can barely hold on for a moment longer, when?—

It hits her. Her whole body goes stiff as a rock, and her tiny channel clamps down tight around me. I let out a ragged moan as I fuck her through it, but I can’t keep it in.

My orgasm erupts out of me like a volcano. “Oh, hell,” I groan, slamming into her, and she ripples again around me, as if she just climaxed again. More of my seed shoots out, one vicious jet after another from both heads, and I’m still pumping inside her, trying to get as much of it deep into her as I can. I even feel flame billowing up in my chest, but I know better than to let that out in here.

Someday soon, my hatchling will grow inside her, and those incredible, wide hips of hers will wrap around it, cradling it until...

“That...” She takes a deep breath. “That was incredible. Holy shit.”

I elongate my neck and then smile down at her, pleased that I can see her face after fucking her senseless. She’s even more beautiful with her hair wild behind her, her cheeks darkened at the apples with exertion. Puddles of my seed cover her chest and belly, and she looks so good covered in it.

I lower my head and nuzzle her with my snout, and she giggles as some of her hair gets tangled in my fangs.

“Thank you,” I tell her, as I gently withdraw my lower cock from her. We’re both dripping, and I clamber off the table, then adjust the lever back to a position that might make her more comfortable.

Sometimes I wish we could do this without it. Would I hurt her if we tried?

“I hope it works this time,” she says as my cocks both slowly start to withdraw into my slit. She gives me a bit of a sad smile. “I bet this is costing you a lot.”

I dislike the process of parting with my hoard, but it’s worth it for this. “I am a dragon,” I say with a shrug. “Don’t worry yourself with it.”

She tilts her head like she’s not sure what that has to do with anything. I run one claw up her throat, to her chin, and tip her face so I can peer into her eyes.

“I am old,” I clarify. “By your standards. I have plenty of wealth. What is the point of having collected it all if not to spend it where it matters most to me?”

She blinks, and then her smile falls a little. I’m not sure what I’ve said.

“Of course,” she says. “Dragons hoard, right?”

I nod, and then a more forced smile returns to her face. “Thank you for today,” she says. “I always enjoy this with you, even though that’s not the purpose.”

I furrow my brow at her words, not certain what they mean. But then the knock comes at the door, telling me my time is over.

“Bye,” she says, with a little wave of her hand, and I leave the room wondering what happened.

SAMMY

For just a split second, I thought that what he meant by ‘what matters most’ was me.

But then I realized, of course it’s not about me. This is about his species and his child. That’s the only reason he’s pouring as much of his hoard into this as he is.

He looked confused as he left, but after today, my heart feels a little wounded. Now that I’ve seen him, looked into his eyes as he slid that amazing cock of his inside me, I don’t think I’ll ever be the same again.

That night, instead of looking at pictures online and pleasuring myself, I curl up on the couch and watch an old movie, trying not to get emotional.

Of course I don’t mean anything more to him. He’s my client. I’m offering a service, that’s all. It’s what we both signed up for.

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