King of the Mountain - Spoils of war

The war against the firescales dragged along for the rest of the year without any big change. There were a few clashes of the armies, but Niar and his allied tribes changed the strategy to fortify the lands for the moment and wait for more intel on the situation in the occupied land.

There were different dragons from the black and the red tribe that slipped into the troops of Priscilla and managed to share their information every time a clash happened between the armies.

Actually, most of the attacks, Niar commanded, were only done to come into contacts with the spies and gather their insight on the situation, before drawing back.

Niar learned, that his mother not only had kidnapped quite some young dragons and put them into brain washing, but she also started to pair them to get more offspring. The reason she also didn't attack much was, because she waited for the young dragons to be useful in combat.

One information angered Niar the most. Not only did Priscilla lay war against the land of her former husband and had him killed, but it seemed that all this had been planned by her and Hrothi, her new mate, and that Priscilla even lay his egg and her daughter hatched during these times.

Sure enough, her new husband did end up the same as her last. A group of the special squad of the red tribe, the best dragons of queen Trissa, managed to ambush him at a try to steal more whelps and in an exhausting fight, taking with him three other dragons, the big red dragon died.

From all the information Niar was able to gather from his spies, it was very much possible, that the information of Hrothi appearing there had been leaked on purpose by his own wife. The influence of Hrothi had started to outgrow the influence of Priscilla and Niar was sure that she had her claws in the kill of yet another of her husbands.

Because of all these parallels and the death of her second husband, those who knew about this information started to give her the title "Black Widow".

Next to the news from the battle front, Niar also followed closely any information about his sons, who were on their journey to find a wife. He heard about Cobalt flying to the home of his mother and visiting the blue dragon tribe. He regularly got reports of the king of the blue dragons, who took in the young dragon and cared for his safe being.

His other son on a journey, Spark, went missing in the red tribes land. Niar knew, that he was not captured by the firescales or had an accident, because he went to his mother once a month to let her know that he was fine, but he kept himself in hiding and Niar did not know where he was most of the time.

It bothered Niar a bit, because he was afraid that his son might get a bit over eager and bring himself into danger, but Trissa sent him messages that all was okay and asked him to let Spark act free for time being and because he loved and trusted Trissa, he let her handle the safety of his son.

At the end of the year, Cobalt returned to the palace and was welcomed warmly by his mother, aunt, siblings and Niar. The young dragon had brought a girl with him, just one year younger than him and just having turned 16, who was introduced to Niar as the daughter of Maka, the brother of King Maribo and therefore the cousin of Inizza and Bizza. Her name was Lim.

Niar welcomed the princess to the palace and had her take a room in the princess wing. Cobalt's sister Gem volunteered to take her under her wings and oversee her health while Niar also had the maids fill the water bowl in her room with blue water.

The king himself spent most of the time with his son Cobalt and had him tell about the adventures the young dragon went through at his journey into the blue tribe's land.

Niar discovered, that he was a bit jealous about the experience of his son. While listening to his son, he noticed that apart from the nightly adventure with Trissa, he never left the palace for long or went to a vacation.

Niar had become King at a very young age and his duties for the country, the worries of his guards for his safety and his wives had kept him at the dusty mountain most of the time. When he visited other tribes, it was only for a few days and filled with meetings and surrounded by guards.

Niar listened to the stories of Cobalt hungrily and imagined the scenery his son talked about. His son already had more stories to tell about the outside of the black tribe's land, than Niar.

The week went by in a flash and Niar accompanied Cobalt to the room of Princess Lim, when Gem sent a maid to tell them that the heat started. She did not tell much to Lim on the request of Niar and when the king and the prince entered the room, it reeked of heat and the girl already had a confused look on her face.

Niar sent all maids outside and softly spoke to Lim, while Cobalt already closed in to his future wife.

"You do not need to be afraid. What you are feeling is nothing bad. You will soon understand." Niar tried to calm down the girl.

"Cobalt will make it a bit more pleasurable for you." And he nodded to his son, who started to dip his snout under her tail and lick the princess's cunt.

She yipped at first and wanted to jump forward, but then moaned and pushed her tail up to give Cobalt more access, while Niar sat down close to them and watched the eager boy pleasing the unexperienced girl.

Niar did not have to give his son any advice. The younger dragon watched him mate his sister and therefore knew exactly what to do. Doing it himself though was harder than just knowing the theory and therefore the girl took over half an hour, and was quite exhausted already, when she finally achieved her first climax and Cobalt licked his muzzle with a proud look of achievement.

Lim stood there, with her tail half raised and her pussy dripping, huffing and moaning and trying to understand what just happened.

Cobalt already was ready for the next step and his erect member sprung up when he rose to his hind legs to jump the girl.

In this moment Niar got up, sporting a full-grown member himself, and pushed his son to the side to jump the young princess himself, who could do nothing more than yipp in surprise when the heavy weight hit her back and groan when he held her neck with his fangs.

"Dad, what are you doing? She is my wife and..." Niar interrupted his son with a grunt and pushed forward, hitting gold with his member as the thick penis pierced through the untouched folds of the blue dragoness and ripped her hymen, making the girl cry out loud.

Niar lunched himself forward until the girl got too tight and secured a strong footing and grip on the girl with his claws before he let go of her neck to answer his son.

"I told you before, right? The first heat of all princesses in this palace are for the king." And he pushed in again, making the girl moan loudly.

"But don't worry my son. I will let you in on the fun, but the first to train her will be me." He grunted and gripped the neck of the girl with his teeth again for a few more of fast jabs of his hip, before, now panting, let go once more to add to his sermon.

"You got a nice wife my son. She is wonderful tight." Cobalt groaned like his wife and shot a few angry gazes as his father, but he did not dare to oppose him. The young dragon ran around in circles for a while before laying down and pouting, turning away from the copulating pair to not see his wife being ravaged by his father.

Niar chuckled and turned his attention to the girl, which started to mix moans into her groans every now and then. Niar took ten minutes to breach her cervix, but the girl was much too tight for his knot and after a few fruitless tries, that only earned heavy screeches of the girl, he just held his member inside her hot tunnel and let his tip, which now was nestled in her womb, gush a big load into her inner sanctum.

The girl started to chirp from the feeling of being filled, but her moaning and groaning returned, when Niar took the advantage of not being able to knot her and started to move again when his last spurts entered her already overstretching womb.

When Niar came the second time, without pulling out, the girl roared in her own orgasm, but it soon turned into a painful groaning, because her belly bulged strongly and it came apparent, that she was crammed with too much spunk. Her insides gripped so strong, that Niar took two minutes to pull out and relieve the girl.

His still spurted a few last weak gushes of cum over the back of the girl, who sighed and collapsed on the ground, deflating fast and letting his semen leak onto the ground.

"Your wife sure knows how to serve the king." He commented, when he moved over her head with his dripping member and the girl took the hint of his softening member slapping against her cheeks to lick over it and clear up his royal little king.

Cobalt finally stopped pouting and turned around, seeing his exhausted wife licking his father's penis. He approached the girl and investigated her leaking pussy, licking over her tail and the clit a few times to make the girl moan, before he nudged her to stand up. Cobalt wanted his wife and he was very impatient after having to listen to her giving herself to his father twice.

Niar did not stop him, when he finally got Lim to call her last reserves and stand up and his son jumped on her back instantly.

With Niar having stretched the girl to her limits, his son had an easy time to pump in and out of the girl. She did not groan but only moan, while the semen of Niar provided the best lubricant for the young dragon to claim his princess.

It did not take the boy long to finally knot inside the girl with a wet slurping smack and with a bliss on his face and a low roar, the boy came in a female for the first time.

This last mating took the rest of the energy of Lim and the girl collapsed while Cobalt was still tied. Niar helped him to position right, laying behind the girl and making her shift into a more comfortable position, before the two youngsters fell asleep together, Cobalt having two legs placed on the flank of the girl and pulling her into a loving embrace.

The rest of the two weeks, which the girl was in heat, Niar made sure that the girl got enough rest. It was a hard challenge for him to not only keep his own virility in check, but also stop his son from taking the exhausted female past the stage of dropping out.

Over the weeks, the girl gained a bit of stamina, but still Niar had Gem oversee her brother when he had to go to meetings or tend to his wives, until he returned and joined his son in making the girl a big dragoness.

After her first heat, Lim laid an egg and a cute whelp hatched from it and the message crossed the land, that Prince Cobalt now had a wife and fulfilled the first step of the ritual to be the crown prince. The king did not let a word slip out, that it was very possible, that his sons first daughter, the whelp was a girl, could have been his as much as his sons.

Another year had passed and Niar stood at a big rock overseeing the battle. Just a week before, a spy made it heavily injured to him and reported, that the preparations for a big attack were nearly finished for the firescales and that the only way to stop them was to attack first and Niar did not waste one day.

He informed the green tribe and the red tribe about everything the spy could tell them and they coordinated a three-sided attack on the firescales the following night, which totally took them by surprise.

Before any spies of Priscilla could bring her a warning, they lay the strikes down on the firescales' occupied land and within one week they advanced towards their stronghold.

The fight was fierce and after two days of constant advances, the three armies met a desperate defense when the enemy was finally able to gather themselves and group up.

Now Niar watched his army breaching the big gates of the stronghold but they held for over a day already. This was less a fight of claws, but of fire and rocks. His dragons threw big rocks against the gate, while fireballs were launched from the inside of the stronghold.

This fight would later be called "the 7-day siege" because it took Niar and his allies 7 days in total to breach the gates and advance through the heavy defensive fire into the stronghold. Many dragons on both sides died and when Niar finally entered the stronghold he looked down at his heavily injured mother who had fought against the intruders for hours before getting exhausted and finally fall.

There was no love left in Niar when he looked at his mother. For him she was nothing more than a monster, He saw the many dragons that lay dead of injured around her. She did not sell her hide cheap.

Niar also thought about all the dragons she killed with her war on both sides. He thought about her husbands, who had been prey to her ambitions and what she forced him to do at the age of twelve.

If anything, this was the best she ever did to him, but her intentions had never been good. Niar snarled and looked down at the weakened big black body of his mother.

He did not like it. Even though he did not love her, even though she was a murderer, it was still hard to kill his own mother. But it was too dangerous to let her live.

Niar had thought about it for many months already what he would do when he would catch his mother. He could put her in a cave, locked up in chains, but still then she would be too much of a threat.

Who would be the next her poisonous tongue would seduce and spark a war again? Who would be the next to die to her ambitions? Niar's own children?

There was no way around killing her, if he wanted to have peace for all tribes and while looking at her with a stone hard face, he nodded to Khorta, who did the final blow. Niar could not bring it over him to do it himself.

The troops celebrated the death of the black widow and her troops scattered and were absorbed by the three tribes, most of them as prisoners, and over the next years they would be re-educated, slowly removing the mind control their old queen had over them.

But Niar took in his young half-sister. She was in shock about losing her mother and not on best terms with Niar. To have her under permanent surveillance he gave her the room next to Jade in order for his wife to look over the twelve years old girl.

From his spies he knew, that her name was Prim. She had a beautiful mix of both tribes, the black and the red tribe. Her head, legs, back and the upper side of her tail were covered in pitch black scales, while her underside - the chest, the belly and the bottom of her tail - were covered in red scales. Her eyes were red like her fathers.

Prim was very energetic but silent. She did not speak and refused to talk with anyone. At the same time, she always tried to break free, whenever she saw a chance and Niar started to wonder if she had been too much trained by her mother to make her understand that their mother had been bad.

Niar tried many times to talk to her, but whenever he entered the room, she first tried to attack him and when she was exhausted from ranting, she retreated to a corner, facing away from him and roll down on the ground ignoring him completely.

At least she started to eat and drink after a few days and seemed to slowly get back the energy she lost during the first days after her capture.

After all attempts to speak with her failed, Niar tried to get his wives and daughters as well as many maids to get through to his half-sister, Niar decided that there was only one way to tame the wild girl.

He ordered the maids to change the water they brought the girl into the blue water and let the girl be for one week with only having Jade making sure that the girl was at good health every day.

Niar waited a day into her artificial induced heat to make sure the confusion of it would be stronger for the girl, before he went to her room alone. Even though the girl always tried to attack him, he was sure that he would defend against it. After all she was still half a whelp.

Attacking was the least thing on the mind of the girl though, when he entered. She was groaning and Niar saw her blurry eyes from confusion and the hot feeling of her heat. The smell in the room was intoxicating and he felt his member slowly crawl out of his slit.

Prim totally ignored him when he tried to get her attention and Niar was not sure if this was because she hated him or because she was so strongly confused by her heat, that she did not regard anything.

He closed in the girl and appreciated the cute features of his sister. He loved the way the red scales marked the area of her belly and chest. Her red eyes, blurry now but still with the fire inside, sparkled in the black head and looked like glimmering ember.

Niar saw her girl juices drip down from her red snatch and he did not lose much time to dip his snout under her tail and take a deep sniff.

The girl just took note of him, when he ran his tongue over her snatch. She was so much in her confusion, that her watery eyes seemed to not see who it was and her mind seemed to not care.

The girl just moaned strongly and her tail shot up, revealing her wet red scales and her soft mount. Niar continued to lick her and make her moan, while the girl took a steady stance with her hind high, her front low and her tail out of the way. The instincts told the confused girl what to do.

Niar pushed his tongue as far as it would go without making her feel uncomfortable and caressed her hymen and inner flesh with the tip. The taste of her was sweet but spicy and he loved the young and fresh taste of his sister.

She achieved her orgasm soon and when Niar looked up to the moaning head and the half-opened eyes, he saw that the fire in her eyes slowly returned. Her orgasm seemed to have washed away a bit of the confusion and he knew that she soon would realize who was with her.

Niar did not lose any second to wait for her to gain control over herself. He climbed on top of the young girl and even though it was hard, because she was so much smaller than him, he managed to bite into her neck and hold her, while his strong claws held down her wings that started the attempt to break free under him.

The girl under him screamed and screeched loud when he pushed forwards and struck gold with his first push. He felt her tight and soft pussy part reluctantly and her hymen rip under his assault.

He grunted when he felt her overheated tunnel grip his tip and clench hard in pain to prevent him from further entering her, but she was in his control, like so many females before.

Niar started with small slow, but powerful, pushes and with each push he wedged himself in a millimeter more. It was hard work for him. She felt much tighter than any girl he had before. She was even tighter than his sister Mii had felt. For him it was only natural, because even if the girl was 3 years older than his sister back then, he was now a full-grown dragon.

The cries slowly turned into loud groans when Niar managed to push in to a forth of his member, still holding the now shivering body with his claws, but for a more comfortable push had to let go of her neck. The girl was so absorbed in the pain and the feelings rushing through her body, that she did not trash with her head but let it sink down until it rested on the ground and groaned with each of his pushes, whimpering and opening her muzzle wide with each groan.

Niar felt his knot grow but he was sure he would not be able to push it inside the girl. It took him two weeks until he had been able to do it with Mii and the size different was much greater now. At least he wanted to push his full length inside the girl, until his knot was sitting at her folds but for this he still had three quarter more to cram inside the groaning red and black bundle of scales under him.

The girl under him started to get weaker and the shivers of her body declined with the exhaustion piling up. Her tunnel also started to relax and even though she still was tight, it was a bit easier for Niar to push in and spread her over the limits.

Finally, after around half an hour, he felt himself slip past her cervix, poke the back of her womb and his knot coming to a rest at her wet and hot pussy lips. Niar was not able to hold his orgasm back for any longer and strong spurts of his spunk entered the small cavern of the dragoness beneath him.

At first the dragoness moaned a bit from the spurts, but soon her capacity was reached and with each additional spurt she groaned and shivered. Niar just kept his member inside her and continued to spurt while the claw that lay across her belly noticed the fast bulging.

The groans under him increased while he slowly calmed down with his last spurts entering Prim. Niar noticed that from the room of Jade someone entered this chamber and he rolled around, taking the girl with him until he lay on his back and had the girl, still stuffed up to the knot, laying on his belly exhausted.

The exhausted girl also noticed Jade coming in and Niar felt a shift in her limbs. When he looked down, he first saw her strongly bulged belly and then that the girl curled her tail up and moved her hind legs over her snatch to hide their connection.

Niar did not know why he did it. Maybe it was punishment for his mother or a mean streak because the girl had hated him so much, but he used his tail to pull away the tail of the girl and with his own hindlegs pulled hers to the side, spreading them enough to fully revealer her overstretched pussy with the knot right in front of it and filled to the brim to Jade.

Jade did not say anything but moved in close and started to lick over his knot and the clit of Prim. The girl started to mix a few moans between the groans, but when Niar emitted a small roar in a new climax ten minutes later and his spurts entered her already overfilled womb, she groaned so strong, that Niar finally pulled her up and let his spurting member slip out and spurt the spunk all over the young dragoness' body.

"Is there something important?" Niar asked Jade, wondering why the dragoness came here knowing that he was trying to tame Prim. The girl on his belly still tried to close her legs but he held them with his claws, forcing the girl to be on full display with his member laying on her tights and her gaping and leaking pussy just in front of the eyes of Jade.

"I just wanted to make sure you don't overdo it." Jade chuckled and Niar first shot her an angry look that soon softened when his mind caught up with the memory of the groans of Prim. He was sure he would have stopped himself even without Jade but it showed that his wife did care about his half-sister.

He might have been consumed by the thought of revenge and compared the girl with his mother and went more merciless with her than he should have, but looking at the smirk of Jade made him reconsider that.

Prim sure had been very ill behaved, but Jade had been with her the most and she was Niar's sister after all. He should not see this as a punishment but learn to love his sister.

"Thank you." He finally said to Jade who just nodded and started to lick the girl until she moaned and then finally climaxed weakly before dropping to sleep.

Over the next week, Prim got more docile every day. Parts of it was surely, that the girl was exhausted and her heat was calling out to her, but she also seemed to accept the feeling of Niar inside her and get used to his size.

Niar became more affectionate with his sister each day, sometimes being reminded by Jade to care for the wellbeing of the girl more than his lust, but also more outgoing. He started to have the girl, who followed him submissively driven by her heat, the exhaustion and trained that this was the easiest path, accompany him while walking through the palace and have audiences. Niar often claimed her in front of others and had her spread her legs and show their connection after he came buckets in her womb and bulged her belly strongly.

The starting embarrassment of the girl did not completely go away, but she became more obedient and left her legs spread, when she lay on his belly, whenever he pulled them apart to signal her she had to show herself.

Surely, he only did it in front of his other wives or close friends. He did not go as far to mate her in the open, where everyone could see. Her insides started to stretch and get used to his thick member. The entry was easier every day and she groaned less and at the end of the two weeks of her heat, Niar finally tried to stuff in his knot.

It was very uncomfortable for the girl and she groaned and screamed a lot, but finally he was able to push his thick bulge inside her and the girl huffed and groaned when he came to a halt, letting her rest with his member deep inside her, his tip poking hard into her womb and his knot being kept prisoner in her snatch.

"You know what Prim." He whispered, a bit out of breath himself and rolling to his back, taking the knotted girl with him. "I really came to love you." And he licked over the face of his sister and licked away the tears that started during his tries to cram himself in.

Niar noticed that he did not even have to pull her legs apart but that she was so used to it now, that they moved to the side by themselves, revealing the bulge at her pussy from his knot.

"I know we did not have the best start as siblings, but I want you to gain happiness and feel welcome. I want to protect you. You are after all my sister, no matter the circumstances." The girl just listened to him, while her groans slowly subsided with her getting used to the stretching of the knot.

"I will take you as my eighth wife. You will lay my egg and we will become a real family." He continued and between his words he started to lick the head and ears of the girl. "This will protect you from any bad sentiment of anyone in the tribes. They would never dare to attack one of my wives." And with this he nuzzled her and she actually returned a moan when he let his claw roam over her overfilled belly.

"Do you agree to that?" he asked. "I know it was hard for you for losing your mother. I did not want to do it, because she was my mother as well, but she was much more than you knew. She was a monster that did not only kill my father, but yours as well. She waged war to satisfy her own thirst for power."

The girl looked up at him. Niar understood that at this moment this might have not been the best topic. "All I want to say is, that we should forget what is in the past. I should forgive our mother and you should forgive me and we should start fresh as siblings, as spouses and as lovers." And he licked over her scales while the girl hesitantly returned his licks and affections.

It surely was not that easy for the girl to forget and forgive what happened. After her heat settled, she returned a bit to her old energetic self, but she allowed Niar to be with her and he tried his best to explain everything to her.

Niar started at the time where he still loved his mother and was oblivious of her plots. He told Prim stories of his brothers and sisters who fell in the great war, about the happy time he had in his whelphood.

Then he came to the time after his father dies. He explained her how he became "the breeder" and the part their mother had in this. Slowly the girl started to understand the character of their mother.

But something in Niar had changed after meeting his half-sister and talking about all this. He did not feel this anger inside him and he was not having grudges about his mother. He even started to regret to call her death sentence but what was done could not be changed.

"Even if she did horrible things, you should not hate your mother. Remember her the way you did before hearing all this from me and take it as a warning to never get consumed by power." He said one evening, when he was laying on the balcony with Prim, who already showed a clear bulge from her egg pregnancy, and watched the stars with his half-sister.

The girl lay her head against his leg and licked it as a response, looking up to the sparkling dots above them and the moon, that just came out of it's hiding behind some clouds. "I think you also still have to learn brother." She giggled and Niar joined her in the happy expression. "You might be right, my dear." He said softly and returned the licks.

It was strange how this little girl, just 12 years old and not strong or in any way powerful, managed over the last weeks to call on a side of Niar that made him reflect on his own behavior. He might always have had the best of his tribe in mind, but he also abused his power and called for more.

He had claimed the wife of his son, his own half-sister and others with the excuse to strengthen the blood line, but he realized that it had been mostly for himself. He would most certainly not start stopping these actions, but he was sure he would change his mindset. He learned from Prim to reflect on his own actions rather than only looking at others and find excuses.

In the following years, Niar settled down a bit. He still valued the traditions of mating his own daughters when they turned 16 and send out his sons to get a wife. He still mated the wives when they were brought back on the pretext of traditions, but he did not use excuses for it anymore.

Some of his sons, like Spark, were smart enough to hide their princesses until they were old enough to go into heat naturally and they claimed their egg, before their father could claim it for them.

Under King Niar and his wives and children the lands prospered and united. The wars vanished and only fights to protect the core tribes happened, when foreign tribes tried to use the peaceful time to invade. Niar soon was the center of a big kingdom, which abolished discrimination of the races and had a lot of princess to take over the protection of lands, where they ruled under the guidance of their father.