Page 1 of Bred By the Dragon

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SAMMY

“Oh, fuck!” My hands are wrapped around the grips so tight my knuckles are turning white. “Please!”

He knows what I want. We’ve done this dance before—his upper cock is so big that he likes to tease me with it, just giving me the bumpy, textured crown first, making me hungry and needy.

This is attempt number five. Every month, I come back to DreamTogether, and they strap me face-down to this bench, my feet tucked into stirrups to hold them apart, my legs and arms buckled in. All this fancy equipment? It’s here so the big dragon who comes to mate with me doesn’t send me sprawling. Rubber coats the underside of the bench, so when he’s inside me, he can grip it with his claws and put all his effort into fucking me senseless.

I still don’t know his name, but it doesn’t matter. Those are the rules. It’s all anonymous, and with the way I’m rigged to the bench, I can’t see him even if I turn my head. All that’s behind me is a red, scaled mass, and sometimes I catch a billow of smoke curling up to the ceiling.

I buck uselessly, trying to push my hips back into his, to take even more of him.

“Nuh uh,” he croons in that deep, gravelly voice of his. “You’re only going to have what I want to give you.”

We’ve started to learn each other, over time. The dragon wants to make this as pleasurable as possible for me, which he’s made perfectly clear by the way he continues to thrust shallowly inside me, just hinting at what else he can give me. I simultaneously love and hate when he taunts me like this, like he’s the one in control and I’m there for his use.

Which is, technically, true. And it’s hot as hell.

There’s no point in begging for more, so I relish what I have, like he told me. He’ll take his time, as he always does, even though my body is now well-trained to take his.

Before my first session at DreamTogether, I was provided a dilator to stretch me out. I was more than happy to do it for my new job. Monsters are big, and when I signed up, I checked off the box for every monster possible, excited to see what they could throw at me. That meant I could get a creature as big as a dragon—and sure enough, I did.

The first time he fucked me, it was... a challenge. He had to cover himself and me in lube just to get the head of his giant cock to fit, and damn, it still stretched me as far as I could go. Even now, my pussy is spread as wide as possible to allow him in.

He draws back slightly, almost leaving me, and I whimper in objection. He chuckles behind me and sinks back in, that head covered in little nubs filling me up. Fuck, it feels incredible. This time he pushes deeper, and all my nerve endings are on fire as more of that textured cock slides in. Dragon ladies must be lucky as hell to get fucked like this all the time.

“Your cunt is so good,” my dragon groans, still only granting me a few shallow thrusts. And I know he’s not just saying that. Sometimes he goes off early, as much as he tries to hold out for me. “So small and so... tight.” He pushes in deeper, stimulating more and more of me, more than any human man ever has.

I’m so ruined for humans now.

“Please,” I beg again, even though I know it won’t get me anywhere. “I need more. Please!”

I can feel his laugh ripple down into his cock. He leans down, his steaming-hot breath tickling the back of my neck, and he buries his snout in my big curls.

“Oh, you want this cock?” he asks, never relenting his slow, purposeful strokes. “You want all of it? Will it fit inside you?”

He knows it will, eventually. This may seem like a taunt, a tease, a slow torture—but he’s doing it for a good reason. He doesn’t just have girth, but length, as well, and it takes time for me to open up fully for him. The first time we met, he pushed in too deep too soon, and I yelped with pain. Now he takes his time, working me until I’m stretched and waiting for him. Sometimes too much time, like today, when he slips in just a little more, then reels his hips back, leaving only that bumpy crown nestled inside me.

I wish I knew what he looked like. I can see that he has huge, black claws on the tips of his red, scaled fingers. It was strange at first when he wrapped them around the bench, careful not to touch me, but I’ve gotten used to them. Now, I love when he starts to lose himself in his rutting and grips my hips tight, the tips of his claws stinging as they bite into my ass.

He’s not there yet now, though. My dragon is focused on rubbing me with all his built-in nubs, the texture driving me absolutely wild. His second cock hangs lower, but it’s still hard and erect, and every time he pushes inside me, the textured nubs on it glance over my clit. Again and again he repeats this torturous motion, and this time he even reaches down with one hand to press that other cock against me as he strokes.

Fuck, I’m a goner.

He’s not even halfway inside when my whole body seizes up and I let out a powerful cry. It’s not the biggest orgasm he’s ever given me, but it’s much earlier than usual, and I clench hard around him.

“Oh, damn,” he groans, and hot steam hits my back. “You’re sensitive today.”

“I’m ovulating,” I manage between gasps, my body falling limp to the bench. DreamTogether has me track my cycle, and I should be at peak fertility right now.

“Mmm,” hums the dragon, his huge hand drawing his claws gently down my back, making me shiver all over. Now that I’ve loosened a little, he starts moving again, and I’m so overstimulated that I cry out. “You’re ripe for my seed, is what you’re saying?”

Sometimes he talks like this, as if he’s a hundred years old. And, I don’t know, maybe he is, or even older. He’s a dragon, after all, and while I don’t know much about dragons, I’ve read that they live a long time—sometimes up to a millennia.

And there aren’t very many of them, so I was surprised when they assigned him to me. He must be one of only a handful left, and in a way I feel... special. Special that I was selected for him to help create the next generation of dragons, special in a way that none of my jobs ever have, like I have a greater purpose.

He likes to make me feel special, too.

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