Page 42 of The Queen of Ash and Magic

“Open your eyes, Little Flame,” Eyrx says through our mind link. I do as he asks, and I see that I have patches on my body of black and magenta scales. My hair has turned a deep shade of pink, and I smile.

“Fuck, you’re huge,” I groan as I watch him fuck me. My eyes roll back when he starts to go faster again. His movements become frenzied, and I can feel his approaching orgasm. Pain ripples through me when his barbs dig in deep. When he finally explodes and starts filling me with come, I can feel every drop as it enters me with enough force that I am suddenly thrust into a mind-numbing orgasm my body tightens, and my scream is silent. He was so deep in my belly that when he pulls out, there is a throbbing ache left in the void he created.

“Fuck,” I say loudly.

“What are you thinking,” Drake asks as he circles me. I can feel the massive amount of come inside of me and leaking out. I still have a full feeling lingering beyond the void and I suspect the come filling me has a lot to do with it.

“Dragons come a lot,” I say and both men chuckle. “I have pink hair.”

“You do,” he says.

“I like partially shifting,” I say. “I’m beautiful.”

“You’re always beautiful, Lysa,” he says.

I open my eyes and watch as he shifts. I groan and roll to my belly to make myself more comfortable as I get railed again. I have my knees under me and my chest on the floor so my ass I up in the air. Drake towers over me as he approaches. His breath is hot as he huffs and smoke swirls around me. I expect him to just slam into me, but he wraps his claws around me and lifts me from the ground.

“My pretty little fuck toy,”Drake says through our link. He has me wrapped in such a way that my arms and knees are pinned to my chest. I am still dripping with Eyrx’s come but I don’t mind. I’m about to be turned into a full-sized pocket pussy and it’s the most erotic thing I have experienced thus far. He slowly pushes me down on his cocks and forces every brutal inch inside of me. I don’t know where it goes or how fits, but I moan helplessly as he moves me up and down on his cock. I am entirely at his mercy as he moves faster stroking himself with my body.

“Fuck,” I scream when he slams me down on him with so much force that he holds me tighter to keep me in his grip. He growls and snarls as he quickens his pace and forces me to take him impossibly fast. The first orgasm forces my arousal to gush out of me, but it only encourages Drake’s speed. I am delirious and nearly disassociated as he violently fucks me. He keeps his claws banded around my body, rendering me nothing but his fuck toy to use abuse until he is done with me. My cunt and ass are overused, but completely satisfied. I could die right now, and heaven would feel just like this.

When he starts to come, the force behind it is like an explosion detonating in my belly. Drake roars as he pushes as deep as possible and comes. A mixture of Drake and Eyrx’s come drips out from around his cock and the world starts to darken. I am limp in his arms still as he shifts back and cradles me against his chest.

I am hardly conscious, and my attention is fading, but I’m aware that I did not fully shift. I can feel them cleaning me before I am dressed and laid to curl up in Drake’s lap. I can feel the cool air on my face, and I know we are outside.

“She didn’t shift?” Julianna asks quietly.

“No,” Drake says. “Her hair was a bright magenta color. She had scales on most of her body, but she never shifted.”

“I was talking with one of the elders, Sinzar, and he said when he was a little boy, there was a woman who was a hybrid witch. She wasn’t able to fully shift either,” Salvor says. “That woman was the last known hybrid witch too. That was nearly half of a century ago.”

“Five hundred years ago, the treaty was placed,” Eyrx says. “Does that have anything to do with it?”

“Honestly… it might. Sinzar says that hybrid witches are thought to be born in times of crisis. They’re stronger and adapt better. It sounds like it’s nature’s way of trying to restore peace,” Salvor says. “The last one brought the peace treaty. She was mated to the dragon king also. The ones before her line of with catastrophic events and they were mated to a leader.”

“That does make sense,” Drake says. “Mom was a hybrid, but she could shift. Hybrids are not rare, but uncommon because of theseparation in species. Now that everyone will come together, they will become more common.”

“What purpose do I serve partially shifted?” I mumble.

“I would be willing to bet that your spells are much stronger that way,” Salvor says.

“Did you feel any pain at all?” Drake asks. “Even if it was enjoyable pain?”

“No. Just felt really fucking good,” I answer and sit up in his lap.

“I think she might be resistant to attacks in that state,” Drake says. “We were not gentle, and both used barbs, but it never fazed her.”

“Stand up,” mom says.

“Alright,” I shrug and stand up.

“Try to shift,” she says.

“How?” I ask Drake.

“Just picture yourself that way. It will come naturally,” he says. I close my eyes and imagine myself as they described, and I can feel the shift in my body. I smile and open my eyes to see that I am covered in scales and my hair has shifted too.

“Okay,” Mom says with a smile. “I’m going to do a few things. Tell me what you feel.”

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