Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
VIZARIOS
Iinhale sharply as I lean down closer to the princess.
Taking one of those nipples between my clawed hands, I stroke over it with my index finger, and her dark brown eyes widen.
She watches me with unguarded awe as I tease the hardened peak, and then her lips part and a breath escapes as I squeeze her nipple between my fingertips.
Her back arches, pushing her breast into my hand.
And my cock does savor this, the sight of her receiving and responding to my slight attention. It grows thicker between my legs, rising between us. I may feel nothing for this woman in my heart, but my body is certainly interested in her, which is the most I could ask of it.
It is as humiliating as it is necessary.
I’m highly aware of the dozens of eyes watching us as I skate my other hand down her belly, toward the gap between her thighs.
Nissia’s lips part as I reach the curly fur there, then slide my index finger down lower.
Here, the hair thins, and much like a dragon female, her cunt has exterior petals to protect it.
I test them experimentally, trying to determine what I’m dealing with.
They are softer than I’m used to, more delicate.
And I will need to stimulate her some to lubricate her, but I’m not sure how.
I trace the edges of both her soft lips, not realizing that in my concentration, I’ve been staring right into the princess’s eyes. They get bigger when I glance over a small nub—ah, she has a clitoris, too. That’s helpful.
Keeping my finger raised so my claw doesn’t scrape her, I touch it again with the pad, and a heavy breath escapes Nissia’s round mouth. Instead of pressing harder, I circle it a few times, but I need help so the friction isn’t too much for her.
I dip down, sampling her cunt. And oh, is she surprisingly wet.
It’s easy to gather up some of her slick and return to that tender bead, applying more pressure this time as I loop around it.
The princess’s gasp is harsh and quick, and her hips cant up into my hand.
Again my fingers slide down, almost inside her, and I drag up more of her wetness to ease my way.
Her eyelids drop low over her eyes, her panting coming faster as I tease her more and more. The sound of her pleasure is making my cock grow harder, and I’m stunned by the strength of my need to get all this over with and finally bury it inside her.
Of its own volition, my body arches down toward hers, and I fall onto one hand above her. Still I play with her clit, moving faster and faster, as her short gasps abruptly become a moan.
My mouth is only inches away from hers now.
“Vizarios,” she whispers, her hips snapping up as I spread her wetness all around her lower lips. Her cunt pulses with her breathing, opening and then closing in a way that I think will feel rather good around my cock.
This is not for pleasure.
I try to remember that as her very real moans escalate, and I return to my work around her small clit. This is all to prepare her for me. My cock is likely larger than the average human’s, and it might take some effort to get it inside her.
Fuck, does it like the sound of such things. The need to do just that nearly blinds me. I’ve gotten her good and wet, so the time has come to get this over with.
I sit back, pushing her legs wider apart, and wedge my hips between them.
Gripping the root of my cock, I try to guide it by feel, because I’ve found my gaze trapped by hers.
The princess’s full lips are spread in anticipation, her glittering eyes wild.
Her hands are gripping my arms, her fingers clenching so her nails dig into my scales.
I didn’t even notice when she did that.
The tip of my cock finds its way down easily between the silken lips of her cunt. This feels nothing like a dragon cunt; she is all soft flesh and fur.
Then, slowly, I push inside her. Nissia lets out a sharp moan in response.
At first I worry it’s a sound of pain, but if anything, the princess’s eyes are even more intent on me. Then she lifts her legs, wrapping them around my waist and above my tail. Her hands pull me toward her, urging me to go deeper. To give her more.
She wants me, does she? My body is thrilled by her eagerness, overwhelmed with how much it simply wants to fuck her.
I sink further in, and I’m almost obliterated by the grip of her pussy, how slick and warm she is just at this depth.
Her eyes have finally left mine, sweeping upward as her mouth falls open to reveal her pink tongue.
Her channel is softer and more giving than a dragon’s, and I wonder how the bumps and knobs on my cock feel to her when I am aware of how different a human penis is.
I pull back when I sense that she’s still too tight, and in response, the princess mewls.
The sound of her need is doing something to me, making my balls tighten and sending a shiver racing up my spine.
When I’ve almost pulled free of her, I push back in again, as far as I can until once more, she’s too small to let me through.
It will take some time to fully open her, and I find I don’t even mind the idea. Though I’m glad she isn’t a virgin, as that makes this much easier for both of us. But then I wonder who she’s been with before, and my lip curls at the thought of someone else inside her the way I am.
The faces of our audience fade into the background as her head falls even farther back. Nissia’s legs clamp tighter around my waist, one of her heels hooking under my tail. A shudder spreads across my whole body, and suddenly I’m a single moment away from unloading everything inside her.
That’s the goal in all this, though, isn’t it? Why would I draw this out when I’ve already reached our purpose, which is to procreate?
But the princess’s eyes are closed in pleasure, and every time I sink back into her hot, wet body, it welcomes me, spreading for me, allowing me deeper with each of my purposeful strokes.
The give of her soft cunt is stirring me up even hotter, even bigger.
I want to know what it feels like to be fully buried in her.
Finally, the most swollen part of my cock slips through her spread, puffy folds, and this time, the princess cries out.
Instantly, my body is set aflame, my very scales vibrating as I sink all the way to the hilt.
A groan is torn from my mouth as I settle deep inside her, squeezed on every possible side.
She’s so soft and yet convulsing so sweetly around me, I grit my teeth to keep from exploding.
Then, driven by the need to consume even more of Nissia’s little cries, I reel my hips back and sink myself into her as far as I can.
When I make her come around my cock, she will know who she belongs to—me.
NISSIA
It’s unlike anything in this world. I had stared at that strange object between Vizarios’s legs because I’d never seen anything like it.
Once, I slept with a soldier who figured out I was a woman.
Another time I went to a pub in the city dressed in men’s clothes and went home with a couple I met while drinking.
The husband’s penis had a long, smooth shaft, with a pointed mushroom head hidden under a foreskin.
Vizarios’s is nothing like that. It has bunched skin at the tip, but that’s where the similarities end.
His cock is darker than the rest of him, more of a true blue, and it’s covered in tiny knobs that are strange and unfamiliar.
It swells in the middle, so wide that I didn’t believe it would fit inside me.
But fit inside me it does. And how incredible it feels, those nubs making themselves known as he strokes in and out. I’m gripping him tightly with my legs and my hands, holding on like he’s going to fuck me right out of my skin.
And the king’s eyes. Those strange, yellow, reptilian eyes have never stopped staring me down.
I realize that mine are closed now, my head tossed back in bliss as he shoves that beast of a cock inside me, dragging those nubs all across my walls with every pump of his fierce hips.
I hold on even tighter as he shoves himself as deep as he can, filling me obscenely full, before yanking back out.
Each thrust is driving me further into madness, until my head thrashes from side to side with the growing, spiraling need to release.
It twists around my entire body, making my legs squeeze tighter.
Then Vizarios sits back, still encased in my body, and his yellow eyes trail down to where his cock is buried in me.
I’m peripherally aware of all the dragons watching us, but I’m absorbed in the sight of him—the paler scales that cover his belly, chest, and throat, as well as the tip of his snout; the way his chest, covered in lean, lithe muscle, rises and falls with every breath; how, when I look down, I find his cock has spread my pussy wide open around it, and it’s still pulsing in my sheath.
Vizarios begins to move again, also mesmerized by the sight of our joining. He glances over my clit with his finger, and suddenly I clamp down tight around him. He groans as he does it again, and again I spasm in response.
When he thrusts once more, in tandem with the movement of his hand, I’m lost. Utterly, completely lost. I let out a full-throated cry as his hips pump, dragging those heavenly knobs in and out of me at a brutal pace.
He goes as deep as he can on every attack, then drags himself out until he’s nearly leaving me.
The pure high of him is coursing through my blood, growing hotter and more unbearable, until I’m clenched so tightly around him that Vizarios can barely move.
“I’m going to paint the inside of you with my seed,” he growls in a voice so low only I can hear it. It’s those words that finally crack the shell around my pleasure, and I explode.
I scream as it takes me, and Vizarios groans as he fucks me through it, though I can feel him swelling inside me. My whole body arches up into his, and he holds me by the ass as he pounds into me even harder, whirling me up into a storm.
Then heat fills me, even warmer than his cock, and there’s an obscene, wet squelching as he continues moving. Above me, Vizarios roars, an animalistic noise as he unleashes even more, and I can feel his seed trickling down my ass.
We’re both panting madly when he lowers himself again, apparently unable to stay upright.
I find his eyes once more, and his lids are at half-mast, his breath coming as fast and hard as mine.
I am, strangely, tempted to lean up and brush my lips over his.
We just performed an act beyond my imagination, and I feel as if suddenly, I see him.
Beneath the arrogance, the bluster, there is a sensual and hungry dragon.
One who seemed to very much enjoy what we just did together.
It occurs to me I’m now a queen. And, if his obscene amount of spend is any indication, I’ll probably be carrying his baby soon.
Someone in the crowd slaps their tail on the stone floor with an immense thwack. Vizarios’s gaze darts away from mine to those assembled around us. Everyone else follows suit, tails slapping like clapping. Is this some kind of... applause?
The king, my new husband, doesn’t look at me as he lifts himself up and withdraws, sending another cascade of his seed down onto the pillows and blankets. His cock, now spent, is still full but lying languidly between his thighs.
Vizarios turns his head away as he slides off the dais, retrieves his clothing, and puts it back on. I reach for my own robe, but it’s too late, and the king is already striding out of the room with his personal guard in tow.