My Guardian, My Freedom
Notes: I tried writing with a different style for this story, using first person with tense changes(signifying live thoughts). Frankly, I should just stick with writing extensive pages of yiff =P. It was fun experimenting though, so have fun! Don't mind small errors if you find any...Lazy as I am I breezed through editing xD
He stood in front of me; arms folded wings spread. His harsh words pierced my scales, feeding my anger more and more.
"So, poor Alyera called daddy to exile me? Only some psychotic bitch would do that. I knew you offered nothing. That's why I'm with someone who gives a damn about me" the dragon said callously.
What a loser. I replied with such fury in my eyes. It felt like I saw stars; red stars of anger. "Give a damn about your filthy lies and deception? You're nothing more than scum and mold to me. You deserve being exiled you deceiving little bastard! Now leave my kingdom forever!"
I see his eyes roll. My sword seems to beckon me. Slash, slash! Down he goes.
"You're nothing without precious daddy!" he ridiculed.
Ok, that's it. I found myself unsheathing my sword. I calculated: 11 paces ahead of me. Fiegn left, dodge right, a brilliant pasato, then a nice montante up his filthy body.
"Lady Alyera, are you alright?"
I snapped out of my imagination, tears streaking down my azure scales. I began to softly sob; my legs just gave in. I fell onto the ground, my chest tightening in painful pressure like a baler crushing its lifeless contents. "Belladonne, I need him. I need someone to comfort me in times like these. Why did he have to be such a deceiver?" My vision blurred, only seeing a dash of green color rushing towards me. A warm paw gently wiped away my tears.
"He's gone. Forget about him. He deserved exile, and you need to conquer this feeling of regret and remorse. Please my lady, I can't stand to see you like this. Your father included." Belladonne comforted me, and as much as I appreciate her care, I still felt like I needed any warm cuddling male to embrace me. Mmm, his curious, oblivious eyes stare at mine, wondering what is wrong. He would comfort me lovingly, regardless of the reason for my grief. Ugh, an image of my ex-boyfriend. Go! Leave! Die, for all I care!
Belladonne seemed to read my thoughts perfectly. She whispered softly in my ear. "You know, I was once married to a fine dragon. However, I discovered his deepest grotesque secrets and he blamed me for digging it up. What ignorant, incompetent husband thinks his wife wouldn't find out about his gang business? I divorced the lying bastard. Moral? Most dragons are simple, deceiving traitors who only want pussy."
Her words cheered me up. I laughed at such dry humor. Funny, yet utterly true.
Sniffling slightly as I wiped the remaining tears from my face, I couldn't name the painful feeling searing through my chest like wildfire. Once I could find that feeling within the oceans of my body, I stored it safely in my heart; my body free again of constraint.
I turned to see Belladonne still standing at my doorway. "Your father requests you to meet with your new guardian. He is the one whom he trusts that will protect and serve your daily needs. You're almost of age; your father knows how independent you are. He'd feel more comfortable if he had someone close to you for your protection."
Hah! I thought the exact same thing with Guame, my useless ex-boyfriend. Oh well, what harm can a bodyguard do?
"Yes Bella, I understand what my father wants. I'll be down in a minute. Thank you." I said. A smile? Yes, a smile spread across my face. I don't need him anymore. Guame: nothing but trash. Males in general are trash. Only chivalrous, honorable dragons like my father and his friends are gallantly noble.
I undressed, picking my garments carefully. I have to look formal, pretty, well-dressed. Ugh, I need to get out of here. Playing this "king's daughter" charade really aggravates me. I guess my father knows how constricted I feel. I guess as long as I have my guardian near me, I can freely explore the world. The radiant landscapes, the fascinating wildlife; I have yet to fully explore Ehrisalune: my kingdom, my home. I stared into the mirror, presenting its vision of me. My violet eyes were still reddened from my tears that left my pained body. I was covered in brilliant azure scales from head to toe, my wings stretched, spread like an eagle. The bluish hues varied across my curvaceous body with lavender streaks spread all over my gleaming scales. My horns grew modestly on the top of my head, hanging close to them was my long, violet hair that could touch my back, as well as ceremonial feathers that hung along the side of my face, down level with my breasts. I looked down. My sex was pink with delight, releasing pheromones into the air. I knew I was in the heat, and I needed something to restrain my hormone-washed body. A large, muscular dragon appeared suddenly in my mind, covered in mysterious shadow, but radiated with warmth and adoration. Oh take me. Please, I beg you to fill me with your glory!
Alyera, snap out of it. I'm done with males for now. Concentrate on your explorations.
I felt weak, numb, helpless. I knew I would cave in helplessly to deception and lies. Stay strong, Alyera. You're the king's daughter. I can conquer such simple emotions.
I sighed, storing my feelings into a small ball and placed it in hole in my mind, sealing it. I looked again at the mirror, only to find myself dressed in my elegant mauve dress...backwards. I laughed at such clumsiness and fixed myself. I really need to focus now. No more Guame. Forget love. If I can't put on clothes properly, what else can I do right? I chuckled mockingly at myself as I walked down the castle stairs to my father's royal chamber.
A rather large black dragon stood near the marble pillars of the great chamber. His red eyes glared up through the open roof the courtroom. The moon was a ghostly galleon sailing brightly, illuminating the black night sky. The dragon traced the light back down to the courtroom, only to see an elder, dressed in long blue cloak, standing under the marble archway. The black dragon folded his wings as he paced slowly towards the elder. He knelt on one knee before him, his head bowed. The elder approached the black dragon, the luminous moonlight reflecting vividly off his silver scales.
"King Tanerkus."
The elder held out his palm, signaling his acknowledgement.
"Stand, Sir Jaurok. My daughter's will arrive soon."
I pushed the chamber doors. The creaking noise startled the two dragons which stood in the middle of the room; one of which was my father. He laid his peaceful eyes on me; his smile flushed a sea of warmth across my body. I suddenly frowned as I turned my head to see my guardian. His stern, red eyes stared, drenched with evil. He had a large stature, his naked, muscular body only covered by a loin garb. Two great swords were strapped onto his back behind the magnificent leathery wings that were marked with blue symbols. His jet scales seemed to steal the luminescence of the room as he bowed deeply towards me. I felt disgusted. This was exactly how I met Guame: the traitor, the deceiver.
"My daughter, please meet your guardian, Sir Jaurok. He has had a brilliant history in combat and guarding. He fought valiantly during the civil invasion of the Bamit" my father said, his paws behind his back.
He winced. Jaurok winced, right when he heard the word Bamit.
"Pleased to meet you my lady" the black dragon said as he gently clasped my paw and kissed it.
Let go of me. Rip my hands away from his filthy ones. I didn't want to disappoint my father, so I resisted; the insufferable feeling of hate boiled my blood once more. This is déjà vu. Guame had introduced himself the exact same way. I turned my head away in disgust, my hair and headdress flickering away.
"Sir Jaurok will accompany you throughout your journeys. He will keep his distance, but will only interfere if you're in great danger" my father said with his silky voice.
"I can handle myself." I grabbed the shaft of my trident lance strapped diagonally across my back.
"No worries my lord, I will protect your daughter with my life" Jaurok said.
Enough. More bullshit. Guame said almost the exact same thing. I stormed out of the chamber, those red stars beginning to appear tauntingly in my vision. As I slammed the chamber doors shut loudly, hearing the hastened footsteps of the black dragon behind me.
The village of Ehrisalune was always bumbling with excitement. The anticipation of battle tournaments, the village carnival, the archery contest; I always loved the free feeling that I shared with all the villagers when I stroll through the crowds. Jaurok stood a safe distance behind me. Infuriated, I turned around and power walked towards him, shoving my paw digit on his chest.
"Listen, I can take care of myself ok? I don't need you snooping around my every moves. Just go. Hide yourself. As long as I can't see you, I'll be happy."
He nodded and walked away from me, disappearing within the crowd. Guilt began to grasp my chest, but I shook it off and continued down the path. Guame would try to fill me with his bullshit trying to seduce me. Oh well, he's gone. On with life.
I stopped by several shops, gathering supplies for my travels. I continuously refused discounts as the merchants persistently offered discounted merchandise to me. I appreciate your respect, but you need the gold, not me. Suddenly, I felt a cold paw on my shoulder. Ugh, what does this Jaurok want now? I turned around only to see a cloaked stranger, his evil grin flashed his ugly, yellow teeth.
"Now, what is the daughter of the king doing all alone? I'm sure the king would pay any price to save his precious one" the hostile said with a raspy voice.
Alert, I drew my lance, spinning the spear counter-clockwise close to the floor. The stranger flipped backward and landed with a soft thud, his knives were held in both his paws, reflecting the afternoon sun. I heard nimble, accelerated footsteps behind me. I sighed as I placed my lance back behind me.
"Alyera!" the deep voice called.
The stranger hesitated, then jumped onto the roof of a home and dashed away. Jaurok stood beside me, both swords in his hands.
"Alye-"
"Did I tell you to stay back?" I was absolutely enraged. This guy has to disappear. I have to get rid of him. "For a guardian, you're doing a horrific job. You didn't listen to my requests, did you?"
Jaurok sheathed his swords, and bowed frowning. "Sorry my lady" he said before turning away. The villagers stared. Guilt overwhelmed me a second time. Was I too harsh? No. Whatever. I don't need him.
I walked into a bar for lunch, the musty smell of rotting wood and coffee filled my nostrils. I sat down, ordered, and waited for my meal. I looked around to see everyone in the bar with someone, some of which were couples. I felt the wave of loneliness coursing through my scales. My friends were all on errands, out of the kingdom. I choose to use the time in their absence to spend time with Guame and travel. Well Alyera, I guess I'm stuck with traveling alone. Good job exiling your only companion.
Shut up, Alyera, he deserved to go, the cheating bastard. I was startled at my insanity. Talking to myself simply brought me into further confusion. It was then I realized a pair of red eyes sitting in the dark corner of the room. Sighing, I had no choice. I wanted company. I beckoned the black dragon, and he obediently stood next to the table.
What a stiffie.
"Sit."
He sat down without a sound. Quiet as silence.
I tapped my fingers on the table, the awkwardness killing me. "You could talk you know?"
Silence. Only the clattering of pans in the kitchen.
I guess I'll just drown him with my angst. "Well, I just broke up with my cheating boyfriend. I thought he was the one, the love for me. He kissed me, showered me with gifts, and praised me every day. Until I was attacked by the Kamodan gang, he did nothing to protect me, cowardly running away to safety. I fought the gang myself and sustained enough injuries to land me into the infirmary. While I needed support, he simply spat the news that he had found a more loving female during my sleep. Ever since I've been utterly bitter and hateful to all males, most of which are probably exactly like my ex.
Silence. He simply stared at me.
I sighed and rolled my eyes. "You don't talk much, do you? You should loosen up. Never experience life with a stiff back. Be free, be liberated. Don't let constraint hide your personality."
Jaurok shifted in his seat a bit. A long pause distanced itself between us. The black dragon finally spoke with his deep voice. "My lady, it would be also best for you to not let such unfortunate circumstances cloud your personality. Your father would not enjoy seeing you like this."
I stop my breathing. The words sink deep through my scales. My, my, I am harsh.
I replayed all my encounters with Jaurok in my head. I couldn't believe it; I was simply trying to revenge my emotions of Guame towards another dragon like him. I can't believe I am venting my anger like this! I shook my head. Be strong Alyera, keep cool. Jaurok is still much like Guame, just keep in around like an object so I can dispose of him later when I can.
"I know you wish to never see me, my lady, but I'm sure you know your father's concern, and I cannot betray his request to protect you." Jaurok suddenly said, interrupting my thoughts.
Great. He knows exactly what I'm thinking. Not many males can do that. I wish he minded his own business. I decided to turn the spotlight on him. "So do you have a dragoness back home?"
He winced, turning his head towards the ground. His mouth opened slightly, but silence came out.
Suddenly, the bar door burst open, the sunlight streaked lightly in. The familiar stranger paced forward with his gang behind him. Kamodans.
"Beautiful Alyera, we meet again. Your father will receive his ransom requests soon. Let's play our game, shall we?" the leader said in his coarse voice.
"Let's play go play put dirt where it belongs in the ground. Oh my, it seems you're out of place." I said calmly.
The Kamodans drew their weapons, slowly circling our table. Pathetic. Jaurok stood up with his weapons drawn. I rolled my eyes, held out my paw casually and snapped my digits together. A surge of wind burst throughout the bar, blowing away the Kamodans out of the bar. I drew my lance and rushed outside. One of them was on the floor, recovering from my spell.
Stabby stabby for you, sir.
I pierced my spear deep into his throat, blood spurting out of his neck onto his lifeless body. I tried pulling the spear out of his neck when I heard an earsplitting screech to my east. I turned around as an enormous ogre raised a spiked club, bringing it down while my hands were glued to my weapon.
This is it. My travels ended short by some idiot ogre. Well, I guess that makes me the idiot.
"Alyera!"
The deep voice boomed with rage. Jaurok held his swords tight with his paws, bloodied from slaughtering 5 of the Kamodans that lay lifeless on the ground. He jumped at me, tackling to the floor with his wings blanketed my body.
The ogre swung down, connecting its blow upon Jaurok's back and left wing. I felt the pressure of the blow crushing me under his chiseled body. Jaurok cried out in sheer pain as the spiked club pierced his scales, rivulets of blood trickling down his body. The dragon turned around, thrusting a kick into the ogre's face, stunning the beast backward. Jaurok crossed his swords in front of him, the blades surrounding the ogre's neck. Dashing forward, the black dragon supinated his wrists, flailing his arms outward. The blades slashed through the ogre's neck, the decapitated body falling heavily on the dirt ground. I stared helplessly as 5 more Kamodans rushed Jaurok, their weapons raised. Jaurok swept his swords in a circular motion while rotating his body counter-clockwise. Parrying most of the blows, some slashing deep into his scales, the bloodied dragon swiped the ground where two Kamodans stood. While falling, Jaurok executed an overhead deathblow, instantly killing both before their corpses hit the ground. He ducked and dodged two more of the slashes, stabbing the two hostiles deep in their stomach. Jaurok was now defenseless; the last Kamodan executed a perfect uppercut through the dragon's body. He fell onto the ground, blood pouring out of his scales. The Kamodan raised his sword, ready to complete his final deathblow.
Time stops around me. My spear waits in my hand. Fury, dominates.
I cried out at the top of my lungs, rage flooding through my veins. I rushed with my lance held tightly in my hands. Right there, the heart. With infuriating power, the spear impaled itself through the last Kamodan, the blades dripping with blood on the other end. The Kamodan paused and dropped his sword. The blade dramatically fell on to the floor with a clattering sound. I tugged my spear out, ripping his insides once more. He fell, face first on the ground, his face turned to its side. Blood trickled out of his mouth.
Time slowed again. I heard the gasps in horror around me; the villagers panicked, trying to seek aid. My focus landed on the dragon on the floor, bleeding profusely.
"N...no..."
I rushed and knelt beside him. His chest slowly rose up and down. Time suddenly rushed beside me, the villagers seemingly running at impossible speeds. I tightly wrapped a large cloth around his upper body. The blood instantly seeped through the fabric and seeped through my fingers. No. Impossible. This isn't happening.
Medics rushed to the scene and picked Jaurok up and rushed him to the infirmary. I just stared on my knees in horror. The blood stained my blue scales on my paws. I fell forward, losing control of my body. Before I blanked out, I felt paws carry my body carefully into the darkness.
My eyes open wide. Sweat trickles down my body. Run, fast, to Jaurok.
I flew out of my bed and into the room next to me. My father stood, his face grim, over the bed where my guardian lay.
"Alyera..." he said, his eyes sullen with woe.
"Please father, let me be alone." I said as the tears began to bead in my eyes.
He nodded, and left the room as I rushed towards the bed, kneeling beside my savior.
"Jaurok..."
His breathing was slow, but sharply short. Bandage was dressed massively around his body, the stains of red blood visible through the layers of wrapping.
"S...Sorry my lady. If you request that I leave your presence, I might have trouble doing so" he whispered.
I laughed quietly, wiping the tears from my eyes. Even at his wounded state, his body seemed less stiff; his voice was free. Boundless.
"No, please Jaurok. Stay with me. I...I don't want you to go this time."
Jaurok opened his eyes slightly and turned his handsome face to gaze into my eyes. "I have not told you my story, have I? I wanted to tell you in the bar, but I thought you would chew my head off."
I laughed again, realizing his voice seemed utterly changed from when they spoke in the bar. I clasped his paws with mine, nodding.
Jaurok breathed heavily. "I was in love with a glorious dragoness like yourself. Back in my home in the Thubian Mountains, we married and had offspring. My young were raised to be a scholar, a warrior, a priest. They were brilliant in my eyes, growing up fast and learning quickly. Shylia, my wife, always thought I was too tough on the children though. She told me: You should loosen up. Never traverse through life with a stiff body. Be free, be liberated. Don't let constraint hide your personality."
A droplet of water from the ocean of memories soared into my open palm. Had I said those words to him?
"You remind me so much of her, Alyera. Your warm smile, your shimmering scales, your occasional burst of chewing my head off."
I laughed softly, grasping his paws tighter against mine. I listened to his story, tears continuously blearing my eyes.
"Her advice stuck with me, for what I thought, for eternity, until I was called to duty to fight against the Bamit. I regrettably left my home. My wife. My children. My family. Everything. I trust their protection with the hands of my tribe. During our battles, I wrote to my wife. Her letters described how my children all successfully entered their primary schools, their voices were full of laughter, spilling out what they learned to their mother. Shylia always ended her letters with this: Be free. Be liberated. Those words echoed in my head as I continuously fought the invading Bamit; our wins multiplied. It was over. We won."
"I traveled back to my home, my head swimming with exhilaration to see my wife and kids again. How much they've grown, how much they've learned."
He paused. His eyes became watery.
"But my home, it was gone, burned to ashes. I struggled through the rubble for life. Nothing, only dust and the echoes of fire. It was then I saw, my wife and children, laying murdered innocently on the ground."
He looked up, tears strolling down his cheeks. I cried. I couldn't control my anguish, my sorrow.
"I was sent news of their murder. Extremist Bamit attacked the village, killing all on site. My liberation, my freedom, vanished into the air. I was silenced and lifeless. I felt my life no longer had purpose."
I wiped the tears from his eyes, resting my paw on his chest.
"Until I met you, I was tied, bound to emptiness. You made me feel free again, Alyera. You freed my soul. Thank you, I'll never forget you."
Tears were now pouring out of my eyes. I sniffled trying to control my emotions. His eyes began to close slowly as his breathing slowed.
"Jaurok...JAUROK!"
I shook him lightly. His mouth opened for a last breath of air, before his chest slowed to a halt.
No. Impossible. This can't be.
"JAUROK! No...please don't do this! I...I'm sorry for mistreating you. Please Jaurok , speak to me. I beg for your forgiveness."
Silence.
My body freezes. Breath quickens, my vision blurred. Breathe, Jaurok, my love.
"Jaurok, speak to me..." I shook him a little. Nothing.
"No...NO! No, no, no! please! Don't go!" My breath sharpened as I violently shook the still body on my paws.
"J...Jaurok!"
It was hopeless. I broke down in tears, my cries echoing helplessly in the air. Medics walked in and checked his pulse. One shook his head, the other nodding and warping his body with blankets.
I looked up. "What are you doing? What are you doing with Jaurok?"
The medics stared at each other for a moment, and then continued to prepare the carrying of the body. My father held my palm. "He has gone to a better place, my love. I know you cared dearly for him but..."
I ripped my hand away. "NO! Don't you lie! I feel his presence. Jaurok, don't go!" I rested my face on his lifeless chest, tears of sorrow sprinkled down his body. I whispered softly. "Please...I...I love you. I love you Jaurok. Don't leave, please..."
The medics began carrying the body out. I held my hand tightly against his.
"No! Stop!"
A firm paw grasped my hand. My father held me back.
"Alyera, please! Control yourself! Let go!"
My grip from Jaurok's hand began to slip. His digits slipped through mine as the medics continued to pull him away from me. With my last fingers of hope, his paws were separated from mine. My breathing stopped. I fell still on the ground, wishing for the same fate to strike me.
His gaze meets with mine. His smile melts my body. My love, my Jaurok.
I opened my eyes and gazed into the stars above me. I lay in my bed, the moonlight piercing through the skylight. I feel. I feel him.
"Jaurok!"
A green dragon held me down, her paw on my forehead. "You've been out for 2 weeks my lady. Don't get up to fast or you'll begin hallucinating." Belladonne said softly.
"He's here, I know it!" I cried. I rushed out of the bed, dashing out of the castle down towards the village.
"My lady!" I heard Belladonne cried, but I was already on my way.
My dress glided across the night wind, my hair flowing across my back as I dashed into the lively crowd below. I bellowed. "Jaurok? Jaurok!"
Nothing. Only villagers staring and muttering to themselves.
"Jaurok! Sir Jaurok!"
I saw. A black dragon was walking towards the horizon. I scampered towards the figure. I tripped along the way, the dirt smearing across the scales of my face. I caught up and put a palm on his shoulder.
"Jaurok..."
The dragon turned around. The sight pierced my heart violently.
"Princess Alyera, you look delirious. Shall I escort you back to your castle?"
It was a stranger, not my Jaurok. I dashed towards the illuminating moon.
"Princess?"
I ran, far and fast, down the grassland plains. Calling. Calling. I collapsed on the cliff, the shores of the Djipi Sea were battered by the waves of water. He's gone. Don't fool yourself Alyera, he's gone.
I wept silently on the cliff edge, kneeling as the moonlight glistened itself on my scales. I want to see him. The cliff is high. Maybe...just maybe.
"Come back, please?"
A dark, shadowy figure closed in behind me. Good, kill me. I have no purpose in this world.
"My lady, I thought the same, but you changed that. You freed me."
My sobbing paused. I slowly turned around. The dragon stood behind me, his naked body stood tall towards the moonlight. He had burgundy scales that spread across his muscular body, with only his chest and belly a cream color. His wings were widely spread across, stretching many times his body size. Another layer of wings spread diagonally on both sides on his back, forming an arc shape lined with gray. The unfamiliar, hazel eyes gazed into mine. His face was calm, bearded at the bottom with long horns stretching behind his head. His mature and stern, yet serene and tranquil expression soothed me, as I continued to gaze mysteriously on the stranger.
It then hit me. My heart leapt out of its dormancy. Could it be? Yes. He was different, but his tranquil face definitely belonged to him. Tears began to stroll down my cheeks once more.
"J...Jaurok?
The large dragon nodded. He stretched his oversized wings.
"H...how?"
He simply blinked. "It was you, Alyera. You tell me how?"
It didn't matter. My joy sent blissful tears across my face. The elation sent ripples of happiness down my body.
"Alyera..."
I ran towards my love, the one who gave his life for me, his promise unbroken.
I threw myself onto him, tightly wrapping my arms around the muscular body. I dug my face deep into his chest, weeping for his resurrection. My legs gave in. I was ecstatic, yet woeful. Jovial, yet gloomed. The mix of emotions sent me into a whirl of confusion as I fell onto the ground. He knelt down before me, keeping his tight embrace. His large wings wrapped around my body as I closed my eyes, sobbing softly in his chest.
"Jarouk...I...I..."
"Shh, it's ok. I'm here. I'm not leaving."
I opened eyes and looked at my love, the moonlight glittering behind him. Tears continued to stream out of my violet eyes. "I never had a chance to apologize for my...misbehavior before."
He chuckled. I felt his chest expand and contract lightly as he kissed my forehead.
"I love the way you are. Don't change it. Don't constrain your personality. I rather enjoyed your harsh words when you're annoyed."
I laughed all of a sudden, sniffling afterwards. "You..You reminded me of my previous boyfriend. It enraged me. I can't believe I let my emotions of him onto you."
He simply smiled. I felt his heart beat rhythmically as I held my head on his chest. "I...I love you Jaurok. With all my heart. Please never leave me again."
He looked down; his handsome face gazed peacefully at mine. "Alyera...I love you too, for..."
I interrupted him with a kiss. A kiss that deepened itself. The moon radiated its light upon us as we kissed, my passions rising exponentially. The light kiss turned passionate, as I held him tighter with my paws, his tongue intertwined with mine. Our tails curled around each other as we continued to fervently kiss, the romantic moment enhanced under the night sky. I felt the familiar urge, the one I had during my emotional flood of thoughts while looking at the mirror. As heavy as he was, I pulled Jaurok down on top of me. Our kiss broke temporarily as he stared at me in shock. Silly dragon, don't be all-so innocent on me. I wrapped my paws around his head and neck and once again brought his head to mine, kissing each other deeply. I quickly undid my dress and threw it aside, our naked bodies pressing against each other under the moonlight. I pawed around his muscular chest; his wings still widely spread, parallel to the ground. I broke this kiss, sniffing around his built body, his musk filling the air in my nostrils. I knew my pheromones drove him crazy, as he began lustfully licking the top of my head.
I was ready. He would be my first. I never mated with Guame, the deceiver that he is. But now, my virginity would be willfully taken by the one true to me, my love.
"Jaurok, I beg you. Make me yours. I am willing for you to take me to be yours, forever."
He gazed passionately in my eyes, gently licking my face and down my breasts, before he was kneeling in front of me, his thick legs in between mine, which I spread for his approval. His large sheath and balls hung close to my pelvis. I lightly fingered my sex, stroking its contours and edges as it became wet with my fluids. He muzzled it, sniffing my scent deeply. He let out a lustful roar, making me giggle as he lapped my pussy thoroughly, his thick tongue sent shivers of pleasure through my body as it traced its way around my vulva. His gorgeous dragonhood emerged from his sheath, its thickness and length further aroused me. I was curious to whether all of it will fit within me, as I mewled at him.
"Take me now, Jaurok. Make me yours!"
He obeyed, as he gently grasped my waist with one paw, the other stroking his black shaft. Holding it still, the tip touched my vulva. I felt his pre already leaking out of his cock. He leaned forward and nipped my neck gently as he penetrated the first few inches within me. I hissed and arched my back, gasping in pleasure. I felt the hard shaft sliding tightly against my vaginal walls as my glands continued to send fluids to lubricate the entrance. He moaned softly above me as he slowly and continuously inserted inches of his penis deep within me. It was tight fit; my walls wrapping tightly around his length as I convulsed slightly for every inch he puts in me. Finally I felt his pelvis touch mine with his testicles, touching the pink of my other hole and his tip brushing against the surface of my cervix. We then looked at each other passionately, before kissing again as he withdrew his length slowly. He gritted his teeth and moaned loudly as he tried reinserting his malehood deep within me, but my tight walls hindered it as he had to push hard, his shaft sliding tightly against my walls. Jaurok's cock was completely enveloped within me, my pheromones driving him to an ultimate arousal. He enjoyed the warmth, the wetness surrounding his cock. He began to withdraw and reinsert continuously, beginning a rhythm as he rocked back and forth within me. I bucked my hips up in pleasure, synchronized with his thrusts. His invading organ impaled deeply with in me, firmly massaging my inner vaginal walls and clitoris, sending surges of pleasure across my body. With his hands on both sides of me, Jaurok began to pant heavily as he continued to thrust himself in and out of me, the tightness of my walls milking all of his pre, lubricating his entrances and exits. I looked down, watching as the thick, black shaft disappeared within me, then reappeared as his balls slapped casually under him. I was in a blissful ecstasy, his musk simply rendering me helpless under him. My pheromones drove my mate wild as he thrust harder, deeper, and faster, the rhythm increasing.
"Plant your seed deep with in me, my love!"
Jaurok continued to thrust avidly at my pussy as fluids began flowing out. He moaned uncontrollably above me as his meat was consumed within my walls. The tightness with every thrust he made him want more; the feeling of warmth and wetness surrounding his cock along with the tight feel around the shaft continued to feed his lustful wants. I felt his climax near as he grunted with his eyes tightly shut, his thrusts becoming much more passionate and deep, rubbing fervently against my clitoris and inner walls. I couldn't hold back. My orgasm climaxed, sending waves of pleasure down my spine, then diffusing across my body. I screamed loudly in ecstasy, the orgasm seemingly lasting forever; the origin within my loins spread in my body like fire. My vaginal walls convulsed, releasing more of my fluids out of my pussy onto his thrusting, wet cock. My contracting inner muscles massaged his invading member, vibrating constantly as he made his final hard and deep plunges within me. He let out a fiery roar of pleasure as he made one final thrust. My vaginal walls, that vibrated tightly around his cock from my orgasm, was much too much for him as his dragonhood twitched before spurting out streams of thick dragon cum deep inside me, the warm pearly liquid splattering my walls. I orgasmed one more time, buckling my hips up to suck in the rest of his cock within me as my inner walls convulsed wildly again against his penis, milking every drop of his dragon seed before he collapsed on top of me. Both of us were gasping for air after our ultimate pleasures.
"Thank you...." I cried, tears of happiness streaked down my sweaty face as he gave me one final kiss before withdrawing. The suction from the fluids inside me held my hips up as he pulled out, then back down again after finishing. A stream of semen flowed out of me, his dripping cock covered in his own seed throbbing above me. I got up and knelt on all fours grabbing his shaft around my paw.
"You need some clean up." I giggled.
Jaurok gasped as I rubbed my paw up and down his thickness, the other squeezing his balls lightly and tracing a digit around the base of his cock, deep within his sheath. Jaurok sat in front of me, his eyes closed with pleasure as I inserted his tip in the outer edges of my mouth. I suckled for a minute, before tightening my lips and wrapping my whole mouth around the drizzling shaft. Loud suckling noises echoed the air as I bobbed my head up and down, faster and faster, twisting my head slightly each time to increase his pleasure. Jaurok moaned and grabbed my horns to guide my head up and down his penis. The felling of my warm mouth enveloped around his malehood sent floods of pleasure within him, his cock coated with my saliva and his pre. I held my head still with my mouth firmly around the meat inside me, my lips tightly around him on the outside. He held my horns tight as he thrust in my mouth, releasing more moans from both of us as the black length quickly disappeared and reappeared in and out of my mouth, his thrusting quick and to the point. My tongue lathered its saliva around the tip when he was only slightly in my mouth, then licking the base of his cock within his sheath as the whole thickness was deep down my throat. After many consecutive thrusts in my mouth, I finally was awarded with his thunderous roar as I squeezed his testicles lovingly as it withdrew new his body. His shaft warmed, then shot ropes and ropes of thick, warm semen into my mouth and down my throat. I continued to suckle his cock tightly, earning me more of his offering, my tongue continuously massaging his tip.
Panting heavily, Jaurok pulled me on my side as he thwamped beside me as well, his heart beating quickly on my back as he wrapped his wings firmly around my body like a blanket.
"Thank you, Alyera" he panted.
I chuckled softly, his warm paw exploring my breasts as he lay behind me.
"You run out of energy fast my love. I shall take advantage of that next time."
He grunted as he dominantly licked my muzzle.
I looked up to lick him back, only to stare at his face once more. "I can't describe the joy I feel seeing you again. The thought of losing you forever would destroy me."
He paused, then snuggled closer to me. "Liberate your feelings, my love. Be free. Don't let such emotions encapsulate your vibrant personality.
I smiled. The warm breath above me slowed down as we both slept softly under the full moon.