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Story: Dragon’s Mate
“Don’t misread my words and take offense where I intend none.
I am just telling you to be more careful, and to keep your distance from Equinox.
I know he seems like a cute little brother.
He is not. He is also ancient. He is also powerful.
And my blood runs in his veins. I know he seemed easily handled today, but I promise you that this is not the end of it.
There will be other forces in motion even now. ”
I was on the verge of running away from this creature and never seeing him again.
At least, that’s what I told myself. Was I really trying to get away?
Or was I just playing some fucked-up game of chase because he tried to get me to behave myself?
Some mysteries may always remain mysteries.
What I do know, right now, in this moment, is that he’s super fucking sexy when he is suspicious and vigilant.
I think I might be ovulating. Since he walked through that barrier that would have held a Tyrannosaurus rex without trying, everything he says and does feels like it is absolutely the sexiest thing that ever happened.
“I can smell your desire,” he rumbles at me, almost accusatorially.
“I can’t help that you’re hot when you’re foiling plans,” I say.
“You are going to have to make your mind up. One moment you are having your ass fucked for disobedience, and running away to the human world like a spoiled brat, and the next you are lying next to me practically begging for a fucking.”
I feel a little ashamed, when he puts it like that. It’s almost like I just do whatever is most likely to get me fucked. I never used to be that way. I used to be a virgin.
“Let me see,” he says, pushing his hand between my thighs, swiftly finding my shame. “Yes, I think you get turned on by anything that will lead to a good hard fucking. Is that right, Melissa?”
“Um…”
“It’s true, isn’t it,” he says. “You do whatever is most likely to earn you a sore ass and a pussy full of cum.”
I blush, because it’s true, but I don’t know why and the observation makes me feel a little guilty.
“You don’t need to act out this much, brat,” he says, rubbing my pussy through my underwear. “You can ask for breedings whenever you desire.”
“I’m conflicted,” I mumble.
“I don’t believe you are,” he says. “I think you know exactly what you want, and how you want it.”
I blush more, knowing I’ve acted erratic as hell, wanting to submit and wanting to rebel. Wanting to stay, and wanting to escape. He’s right; it really all does come back to his cock.
“You are so wet,” he murmurs, running his scaled fingers along the slit of my sex. I grind back against him, yearning, teased, wanting. Ornix has always inflamed my desire, but right now I need him inside me.
He does not keep me waiting.
He surges inside me over and over, his powerful hips rolling that unspeakably thick cock inside me. I arch my back and submit to him in a way that feels like languid luxury. I am not being fucked. I am being brought into existence in new ways.
Energy bursts through me. Not orgasm. Something even more powerful.
My wings unfurl unexpectedly, brighter and shinier and golden tipped. I feel myself rising from the bed, up through him.
“Don’t…”
He presses me back down on the bed. Hard. He pins me in place and he growls against my neck, making my entire body resonate with his dominance.
“You cannot sustain that much weight,” he says. “Stop following your instincts in this regard. Your wings are lying to you.”
I giggle, because being pinned down is fun. I feel his strength, the easy dominance that he simply embodies. There is no performance in Ornix. He is ancient. He is powerful, and I am his.
I squirm on his cock, my hips performing an instinctual dance spurred on by his protective pinning of me.
“You absolute little minx,” he growls. “Stay still.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re going to have us both off the bed and break those wings,” he says. “I am going to tie you to this bed. Stay there.”
He gets up, pulling his cock from me in the process, leaving me bereft. I whimper, lying where he left me until he returns to tie me down.
The dragon bonds wrap around my wrists, my forearms, my waist. He does not just tie me to the bed.
He ties me to myself, makes the cording perform pretty winding patterns around my waist and breasts.
He trusses me like a valuable bird and he loops the whole thing to the bed so that there is no upward motion available at all.
My wings hang from the sides, entirely useless for the moment.
“Oh, I should have done this before,” Ornix says, his great golden eyes flashing at me with immense sexual satisfaction. “Look how sweet and vulnerable and controllable you are.”
He mounts me again, his massive, muscular body rippling under scales, and he starts to fuck my bound body with long, athletic strokes that make me feel as though my entire body is being consumed, one electric ripple after another.
I can’t move. I can barely twitch. But every part of my interior is absolutely writhing. I am going to come, because I have to, because the energy can’t go anywhere else.
My pussy grips his cock, my inner walls contracting as I wail. I am starting to get very tender as every part of my body seems to develop an intense sensitivity all at once.
He floods me with his seed, making my inner walls tingle, making my clit throb as orgasm rushes through me and he prolongs it by rubbing his cum into my clit with the head of his cock, keeping me feeling those jolting rushes of pleasure over and over again until I can’t seem to feel anything else at all.
“Good,” he purrs down at me. “Such a good girl. Such a sweet little human cunt, dripping my seed again. You are beautiful, my mate. Tied like this, trapped with my cum sliding out of you…” He reaches out and cups my well-fucked pussy with his palm, letting me feel the heat of his hand. “You are a delight to dominate.”
My hips flex as much as they can, because I am still seeking stimulation, no matter what. I need to feel him. I need to feel owned and mated. I need to be bred. I need everything he is doing to me and maybe even more.
“I think you like being tied down,” he says, rubbing my pussy with the flat of his large palm, capturing my lips and my clit in the slow, rotational motion.
“I think you like being held, and bred, too. I think you love knowing that right now you are full of potent seed that will one day make you swell for me.”
I can’t muster a coherent reply. All I can do is take this stimulation, feel my pussy internally pulsing with the aftershocks of orgasm still being prompted by his palm. He slides it down, away from my clit, then his hand returns with a light slap that lands above the sensitive bud.
“Ow. Hey! What the fuck…”
“Shhh,” he hushes me. “A little pussy spanking is well within the realm of what you deserve, you impudent, impulsive little human.”
Another slap lands, sharp and tingling, and making my clit go mad with sensation. It hurts, but it also feels incredibly good, like I was made to be punished this way, like the sensitive clit between my lips was always going to be exposed and disciplined and rubbed by this massive dragon.
“I’ve been good! I went to school. I attended class!”
“You have learned no control over your wings whatsoever,” he says, smacking my pussy again. “And I am starting to think I know why.”
“Why?” I whine the question as his fingers gently swirl around my clit, then return to slap my sex.
“You’ve never had to control yourself at all,” he says. “You don’t have any practice doing it, and you are not good at it in the slightest. You need to learn self-discipline. Instructor Wraith is trying to teach you that, and you can’t obey because you have no control over yourself.”
I am starting to have a real hard time listening to him. Another orgasm is on its way, this one slowly punished out of me by these slaps and rubs and teasing touches that come in devastatingly light moments.
He is playing my body like an instrument, and like an instrument, I can’t move. I am bound like an inanimate object, so I have to take what he gives. A gentle brushing touch to my clit… lovely. A harsh slap to my pussy, the pain arcs through me.
“Don’t come,” he says, rolling my cum-soaked wet clit gently between his fingers in a motion that makes me almost come immediately. I try not to, but less than a minute later, I am shaking and trembling with the force of the orgasm I was not supposed to have.
“Naughty,” he chides me. “Now I am going to have to start over…”
And that is exactly what he does. He starts toying with my pussy all over again, this time sliding a finger into my wet pussy then using that cum-soaked natural lube to pinch and toy with my clit.
This time, I barely last a minute before I come. His touch is too good, and I am too sensitive. Every time he brushes over my clit, I react.
Ornix
She is the most adorable creature I have ever laid eyes on. Flushed, squirming, bound, orgasming over and over in direct defiance of the order I gave her that she cannot help but disobey.
Finally, after she has come at least nine times, I take mercy on her. She is a wet mess, her pussy red and swollen, mated, fucked, bred.
“You are perfect,” I say, leaning over her and kissing her mouth and then her forehead.
Untying her takes quite some time, during which she spaces out, lying half-asleep in a kind of submissive daze. I have never pushed her this far before, and now I realize that was a mistake. I thought my mate was not submissive. Now I know she simply needs firmer handling to get there.
I pull the blankets over her, tuck her in securely, and let her sleep. She is absolutely exhausted, and for the first time, I have the sense that she might even be under control.
If only the rest of the realm were so simple. If only I could bind all the rebel factions and force them to submit while stimulating them past the point of their ability to…
Hm.
Obviously I cannot fuck the entire world, and would not want to. But it does beg the question. Is it not time to prepare some kind of offensive? It is time to get control of this situation.
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