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The roar of the massive winged beast echoed through the village. The startled sheep broke from their wooden pens. Men and women carried the smaller children in their arms. The ones that were too big to carry held on to their parents’ hands hoping they wouldn’t let go. The long-necked dragon spit flames into the sky before a few slow flaps of the wings brought her down to the ground, right in the middle of the town square. Her landing was gentle, but the smack of her thirty-foot tail caused the ground to rumble.

“You have lived here for generations in peace,” the voice said in English, though it was backed by a heavy growl, “Because I have allowed it. But no longer! If you wish to continue your pathetic lives, I demand tribute. Just one of your women, your most beautiful maiden, so that I may devour her whole.”

The few who did not run gathered into the center to hear her demands. Only a few in town carried blades, none of them had even the most basic of leather armor, let along the plate needed to go up against such a creature. Only one man was foolish enough to raise steel against the dragon, speaking in heroic bravado as he tried to convince sharp-toothed reptile to leave and never return. All the dragon needed to do was step on the point of the blade with her bare foot and it rolled up like tin foil.

She swept the would-be hero off of his feet with her tail. She held him down with the talon on her right wing, scratching his face with her claw. She dipped her elongated neck so that he could get a good look multiple rows of sharp teeth. The only reason she pulled her head back was that she had begun to smell the stench of cowardice dripping through his pants. He scooted back on his hands and knees bloodying his face as he went. She didn’t seem satisfied with just grazing him so she brought down her claw for a final slash.

“Wait!” called a voice from the crowd. A peasant, like the rest, long black hair and brown skin, and barely any sleeves on her one piece garment that. “You don’t need to kill him. Or anyone.”

The dragon stayed her claw and the would-be warrior retreated. The crowd moved into a semi-circle the green scaled dragon and the dark skinned girl who was approaching. Some of them told her to stay back, or that they could find another way. Most, however, were crippled in fear and hoping that somehow everything would just go away. Then there were a few, a select few, with a perverse interest in seeing blood spilled or a maiden devoured.

“I will offer myself to you of my own free will,” she said, “If you give me your word that you will not return.”

The dragon ran her head up from her bare feet to the top of her head. Every time she exhaled it caused her hair and rags to flutter like a flag in the wind. Being so close to the scaly beast made every one of the hairs on her arms and legs stand on edge. Every time the dragon inhaled, she studied her scene. The dragon’s sense of smell was so strong that she could taste every detail of the brave peasant woman. After her long neck made a quick around the human woman’s backside, it raised up high.

"My word is given,” she said.

The dragon opened her wide, slammed down on the girl’s body, and took up a bit of dirt as it took the entire body in her mouth.

Several miles away, the dragon landed in a clearing, lying flat on her belly, opening her mouth wide. The human woman struggled to get on her feet but found it impossible to get her footing on a tongue that was half a foot thick and at least as long as her body. She kept to her knees instead, tripping over the dragon's teeth as she fell out. She laughed as she hit the grass.

“I hope there wasn’t too much damage,” The Dragon said, “I was just trying to make it look good.”

“You did fine!” the woman said, crawling over to give her love a kiss on the nose.

“I really didn’t want to cut up that man’s face so bad,” she added.

“Blair,” she said, rubbing the beast underneath her jaw, “You did fine. So Graeme has a scar and a story about how he went up against a dragon. Human men live for that sort of thing you know?”

“Well, I supposed it’s a happy ending for all of us,” Blair said, running her tongue along her partner’s face.

"Well, almost," her human companion said, taking stripping down to her skin, "I don't think there is a priest or preacher who would marry us. That's why we had to do this, runaway so that nobody would ever come looking. But I do some traditions are necessary for the happy ending." She pushed the dragon's chin up. "I, Kaylin Moore, take you, Blair, to be my wife.”

“A human custom?” Blair asked.

“Sorta, I’m skipping to the good part,” she said, “Now you.”

“And I, Blair, the daughter of Azra and Fione, take you, Kaylin Moore, to be my wife.”

“And now we kiss,” she told Blair. She placed her lips on the dragon’s mouth, completing the marriage.

“And then what?”

“We make love,” Kaylin laughed,"Though it's supposed to be our first time.”

Blair’s reptilian tongue was wide enough to cover Kaylin’s entire chest, though her focus was on the left breast. She gave the nipple a long lap, grazing the right bulb with the side of the tongue. The bottom of the tongue pulled up the breast with it before dropping it back down to her chest. Blair’s second drag was a lot slower, and she took most the pressure off. It provided the type of pleasure that only came because of the desire for just a little bit more.

The saliva-coated muscle went back to work, this time on the sensitive areas underneath the bulb. She ran it under the first one and then over the part of the second. Her tail quietly snuck up behind the human woman. It ran up her leg and tickled the hair that covered her slit. The large green wings blocked out the sun as they swung around the two.

“We have our own marriage rituals amongst my people,” she told the woman, who was distracted by the tail running up and down her mounds.

“Oh?”

“After our climax, we mark each other,” she said, “With our scents.”

“Well,” moaned Kaylin, feeling that end the dragon’s tail poking at her clit, “You respected my ritual, I must respect yours”

“Thank you,” the dragon said, penetrating her with five inches of tail. She thrust her tail back and forth. Her head twisted around to Kaylin’s backside. Blair folded her tongue and ran it between her cheeks. Her tongue was too large to penetrate the sphincter but it did provide a constant massage. She bent one of her enormous wings down and twisted one long green finger around Kaylin’s breast.

Kaylin fell over while trying to spread her legs. She ended up falling back on her reptilian wife’s head. The tail continued to thrust back and forth. Blair created a bend in the tail so that she could massage the clit with every push. She twisted her tongue upwards. The tip was now able to spread the sphincter enough to allow an inch and a half of entry. Blair flexed her tongue inside her partner.

“Blair,” she cried out spreading her stiffening legs while the tail milked her for all the excitement she had. The large finger smashed into her breast. She was surrounded by her lover, safe within her wings, being pleasured from all sides. She was crying, happy for the intense pleasure but feeling as though she didn’t deserve to feel this good.

Kaylin had no idea, several months ago, that her adventure into the valley could lead to something like this. This was far more intense than even her first time with her lover, when she first learned the touch of a dragon. Her legs went from stiff to shaking wildly. Her vagina, which struggled to fit the large beast’s tail at first, was now wet enough that it was stretching several inches width. She imagined that if she could look down she would see the tail bulging in her belly

Kaylin bounced along the tail. The tongue pushed into her anus another few centimeters. She flexed the tongue inside her to spread the sphincter wide enough to slip another two inches in. Kaylin closed her eyes so absorbed in the moment’s ecstasy that she didn’t even realize that she was being lifted. Blair kept her tongue and tail deep inside her partner as she spun onto her back and placed the human between her thighs.

Kaylin dragged her breasts and belly along the scales. The tail and tongue pushed her forward. She knew her geography around these parts. It was just a few more feet before the scales separated into two firm mounds. She could smell the dragon’s sex. It was so hot at the top of the slit that she could imagine the steam coming from it. She grabbed on to either side and pulled enough to see the clit. She tried to climb just a few more inches before her body became too weak from her multiple penetrations to continue.

Lucky for her, Blair was more than willing to help her go that extra step. With a hand on either side, she grabbed on to the large bundle of nerves. She pressed inward on either side as hard as she could, though it would barely give. Kaylin did that three or four times, before simply milking as though it were a cow’s udder. She knew she was doing a good job when she saw the dragon kicking up her leg. With her hands stimulating either side she dragged her tongue right down the middle. It tasted like a human woman did down there, only a bit more metallic with a tinge of sulfur. A strange taste, but it was not disagreeable to her.

Blair pulled her tongue from Kaylin’s behind. She finished with a lap down the crack. The dragon pulled the tail out of her wet and stretched vagina. It was read for the enormous tongue. With the massive muscle curved into an “o” shape, she plunged right in. Kaylin slipped right off the reptile clit.

She climbed back on board, placing a hand at the top and licking the side. She grabbed on to the far side to brace herself. Hoping her partner would also enjoy a jolt, she clamped her teeth right into the clit. Blair slammed her tail into the ground in response. Kaylin licked where teeth marks would have been on a weaker creature.

Not wanting to be outdone, Blair started bobbing her head back and forth. The tip of her tail poked at the human’s hood. Kaylin pushed her body back into it with small gyrations. She kept hands on the dragon’s part, licking it every chance she could. Every few thrusts and Kaylin would slip. Blair adjusted for this by slowing her tongue work and using flexes instead of thrusts.

“Blair,” she said, “I’m ready. I’m almost there.”

Blair pulled her tongue out. “Wait. Wait for me, Kaylin, please.”

Kaylin didn’t know if she could. She crawled over to the side and penetrated her chasm with one arm while the other hand and tongue were busy on the clit. The fluids weren’t just warm and sticky like a human. It was a thick syrup that felt just like a hot bath on a cold day. She spun the arm around on the inside, finding the walls, and ran her arm along the sides.

Blair turned to the side, almost throwing Kaylin off of her. She was prone to losing control when she came close. Kaylin knew this so she bounced off of either side. She spun her tongue around the clit while hugging it at the base. Kaylin felt the dragon shake below her. It was an orgasm that was literally thunderous. The vibrations going through her tongue were enough to cause Kaylin to peak.

Then she fell flat, with all the pressure that had built up inside her releasing in a massive orgasm. With that relief came exhaustion. True to her word, she let out a stream of urine on the dragon’s thigh. Blair put her claw underneath her slit. As the dragon mating ritual called for, she urinated. When it touched her hand she splashed it back on her partner. Just two splashes soaked her to the bone.

Blair lifted the human off of her and placed her to the side. They laid in the grass together, Blair staring at the sky, and Kaylin well on her way to a nap.