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Ruffling his wings, Flame strutted out onto the Temple balcony, puffing his chest at the gaggle of girls gathered at the railing. Some of them giggled at him and blushed, others winked, and a few turned and wiggled their rears at him, all of them seeded with both him and Spyro. He winked back, though for once he hoped none of them wanted a second round. He was sore, and horribly drained and thirsty, but he couldn't deny the deep-seeded pride of nine thoroughly pleasured and bred girls. "Spyro's really missin' out," he muttered to himself as the girls started to take off one by one.

"Got anything left for me?"

He winced and turned around, giving a half-smile to his pink-scaled sister. "Hey Em. I need an hour or two. Feels like my dick has no skin left."

"Serves you right for offering to take on the whole chore. Should've waited to see if Spyro wanted to help."

"You're not mad are you?"

"Irritated. But this time I guess it served a higher purpose."

"Why not ask Spyro to fill you while I recover? I think he'd go along with it by now."

Her frown turned to a puppy-eyed pout. "But I want my big brother Flamie to fuck me."

"Well, let me see if Spyro can do that healing crystal trick that saved me when you were in heat. If not, we can ask them if they have any ideas on this. Deal?"

"I guess. Gotta get outta here for a bit anyway."

Nuzzling at her, he sighed. "Sorry. I thought with my dick again."

"You yourself are a dick." She watched the dwindling forms of the other girls heading across the sea. "So...they're really gonna try to do that breeding town thing?"

"It's an experiment for now, but yeah, the Matrons want to see if they can prove the concept. By the time they're finished renovating, those eggs should be ready."

Ducking under her mate's tail, she suckled roughly on his balls, making him yelp at the sensitive soreness. "Maybe we can convince Spyro to try fucking you while we're there, see if that'll jumpstart these ornaments."

"Ornaments?!"

"They can't get me pregnant! They're just for show now!" she replied, trying to fight her internal smile at teasing him.

"They're not that useless!" he whined. "At least I make more cum than most other guys!"

"Cum isn't made in the balls, stupid!" She slapped his butt and he squeaked and recoiled.

"Well either way, without them I wouldn't have this large dick you enjoy so much."

"Okay, fair point." Ducking under him again, she kissed and licked at them. "They're too sexy to keep insulting anyway."

"Please don't get me hard, Em, it hurts right now."

"Even if I kiss it?"

"That won't make it better."

"Well at least you had the sense to clean off and not smell like a ton of girls. You're not a total loss."

"Gotta be the best for my best girl." He nibbled at her neck and she shivered.

"Oh so I can't get you randy but you can get me going? That's not fair."

"I can tease you and get you super horny and needy until I can go again, then you'll have an explosive orgasm. Or five." His teeth trailed down to her shoulder and he lightly bit her there, making her almost slump on instinct. She gasped at the slight loss of balance and shivered at the surge of lust ripping through her body.

"Stoooppp..."

"What, am I not supposed to enjoy the sight of my sexy little sister dripping with need for her brother's big, hard cock?" he whispered, making her shudder and moan lightly. "Or enjoy that I can make my beautiful, pregnant mate so ready to cum just by promising her my cock later tonight?"

"Flame..." she huffed, her tail hiking already. "If you don't stop I'm gonna pin you and ride you and I don't care how bad your dick hurts 'cuz I need something in me right the fuck now."

"That's what your toy is for," he quipped back, giving her a soft kiss. "C'mon. Let's go see what they're up to tonight. Maybe Cynder's close to laying already. I have the refill bottles with me and need to drop them off anyway."

She pouted sadly. "Think...Spyro really will have sex with me again?"

"No harm in trying. Like you said earlier, it'll help him practice for breeding random visitors." With that he jumped up and flapped his wings, Ember following. She was already quite wet between the legs from Flame's teasing and the possibility of having Spyro's wonderfully deep length in her again, but the purple dragon's hesitance on sex unbalanced her arousal.

Their house was already so much different with the additions, and Spyro had taken the liberty of working on an exterior white clay layer over the stone, possibly to paint later. Patches of it were still gray-brown with moisture, left to dry while he tilled a patch of dirt by the kitchen window with his claws. Cynder could be faintly heard through the window, humming her abstract tunes to herself, the wonderful aroma of yeasty breads, sweet honey jams, and salty seasoned meats wafting from the small venting chimney above the dome-shaped culinary space. Spyro had also started setting some path stones to create a walkway, colorful marble cuts large enough for dragon paws. "Mind if we drop in?" Flame called, the purple dragon glancing up from his garden prep.

"Hey! Need something?"

Ember was so ready to rush over and lift her tail for him, but that probably would have turned him away. "Just peeking in, had to get out of the Temple for a bit," she replied.

"Cynder's making a lot of food today, I think she's trying to distract herself. Some extra mouths for it all wouldn't go unappreciated."

"Well, I am eating for more than myself now," Ember suggested with a blushing grin, Spyro blushing too.

"Distracting herself from what?" Flame asked, glancing at the kitchen window when he saw her strut past.

A loud, pained gasp came from inside, Ember and Flame jerking upright in alarm. "What-"

"Contractions," Spyro replied. "Matron said it's nothing to worry about until they start happening close together." Standing another pole up he stood up, both Ember and Flame staring lustfully at those huge nads between his legs while he formed stone around his paw and used it like a hammer to drive the pole into the ground. When it was at a decent height he shook his paw, the stone shattering and crumbling into green ether dust. "It hurts her enough that we can't have sex right now so with her intense sex drive she's trying to do something else."

"Aww..." Ember whined. "Poor thing..."

"Maybe, but it means the eggs are on the way at last, so...literally any time now." Breathing water over his paws to clean them off, he led them inside. "Hey hun, Flame and Ember stopped by!"

"Oh!" Cynder squeaked. "Hi! Kinda busy here can't move away from this yet!"

"It's fine, take your time, it smells amazing!" Flame called back, then looked around. "Feels different in here...you added a hallway?"

"And a playroom in the back, and another nesting chamber for the kids," Spyro replied, motioning with his wing for them to go take a look. "Though...kinda exercise in futility if we're gonna have to move to the Temple or something for the eggs."

"Yeah, that's gotta suck..." Flame mumbled as he tapped at a crystal window block. "Wow this is clear...did you find this or cheat it with your Earth power?"

"He cheated it," Ember replied, squinting closely at the crystal. "It's way too uniform, but I do like the slight refraction inside, it's very pretty."

"Caught red-pawed I guess...yeah. I found some crystal blocks but refined them with my Earth power."

"Oooooo..." Ember squealed when she entered the large dome room already set with a few small toys. The upper half was all crystal to let in light, and the white-clay walls bore recessed patterns of stars, moons, trees, birds, and clouds. "Still working on all this?"

"Yeah, need to paint the inlays later or set them with metal or something. Still deciding."

"Meat's ready!" Cynder called.

"Be right there!"

Flame peeked around the hall to the other empty chamber. "What's this? Bedroom?"

"I guess, but I don't know anything about beds for kids so...dunno what to build in there."

"We just kinda had nests for ourselves," Ember mused, thinking back. "Except Flame and I always shared a nest."

"Lovebirds even as kids, huh?" Cynder remarked as they came back into the main chamber. "That's so cute..."

"What if your kids become mates?" Flame asked out of curiosity, the black dragoness blushing but grinning softly.

"As long as we can teach them to be responsible and respectful, I kinda think it's great that siblings can be that close." Ember and Flame traded nuzzles while Cynder disappeared into the kitchen with Spyro, the two coming out shortly carrying platters on shadow tendrils.

"Wow...that's a spread," Flame remarked with wide eyes at the meats, salads, and breads being put out.

"Had to start using some stuff up before it went stale. We kinda spent so much time just having sex or snuggling in the nest that other stuff fell behind." Cynder smirked at Spyro and he blushed and coughed. Taking their seats around the table, they dug in, Cynder lading her plate rather thick with food.

"How do you eat so much but stay so trim?" Ember asked. "Other girls I've seen are way more active and don't eat as much yet gain so much egg weight..."

"Iunno?" she shrugged, a bit confused. "Haven't really done anything special, just flying is a lot harder with so many eggs and a different center of gravity."

"What's going on at the Temple?" Spyro asked. "Thought I saw a group leave earlier."

"Flame's kinda taken up your studding duties for now," Ember said with a smirk.

"Studding, mind you, not breeding," Flame replied, though despite his smug grin his words seemed a bit bitter underneath.

"Why?" Cynder asked, head tilted.

"To give you guys some peace of mind." Nipping at a roasted leg, he chewed a bit before continuing. "Cynder's due any moment now. Ya gotta be there when it happens. Ya really wanna be balls deep in another girl putting eggs in her while Cynder's pushing them out? All by her lonesome?"

"Yes, you don't have to push the envelope there." Spyro gave a small smile. "Thanks, though. I was a little concerned about that."

"It's your first clutch, you should be together for it." His tail twined around Ember's and she leaned against him with a soft smile. "Running a bit low on your cum though now, so you might wanna work to get some more for them."

Cynder couldn't help a giggle at that. "What, just put a bottle on his dick and rub him off?"

"More like a tub," Ember shot back with a teasing wink at the purple dragon. "But I overheard the Matrons talking about getting Spyro trained on controlling his Patriarch stuff. I dunno how they plan to do that. Might be able to control how much he pumps out."

The poor purple was just blushing awkwardly, uneasy with the focus on his mating prowess. "Did they say anything about gathering the eggs in one place?"

Flame nodded. "Yeah, they're already rebuilding the Silver Grotto Citadel. The girls I fucked today are headed over to help plan out stuff. Buncha architect apprentices working with their teachers I think."

Spyro rolled his eyes. "Too busy fucking them to get their stories?"

"Hey dude, we had fun!"

"Nine girls...all at once?" Cynder asked with a blush turning her silver cheek scales pink.

"Well, not all at once obviously but...yeah, there were some threesomes and foursomes. So long as they get Spyro's cum into them, doesn't really matter how. You should come with sometime, it's not all about just mounting the girl and creaming her."

"He gets plenty playful with me," Cynder said, licking her mate's cheek and laying her paw atop his. "But yeah, you should go join Flame for that. Might help you get over your nervousness."

The look in his eyes when he turned to her made her second-guess her words. He didn't want to say it again but she could tell he wanted to pleasure her, and her only, even after the fun they'd had with Flame and Ember before. "Do I have to though? If I have to do this...how do I make it special for you too? I don't wanna desensitize myself to our sex together."

"We'll figure it out..." she whispered, leaning in to kiss him. "You're scared, I know. We'll make it work. I'm just asking you to give it a try, alright? The Matrons said we can make things work, and Flame's already taking on the stud role for getting your cum into them."

"I wouldn't mind helping him get some practice maybe..." Ember said, blushing and wiggling with a coy grin. "Since Cynder can't safely take you with her contractions, you can mount me when you want until she lays? Get a feel for breeding other girls? We had the one night, but..."

The memory of impregnating Ember that night came forefront, along with that brief settling feeling of decision. The longer he was away from the breeding issue, the more hesitant he became. That much was clear. "Could try I guess."

"Wanna try right now?" she asked.

"At the table?" he balked, but Cynder reached under him to cup his balls with her paw.

"You dork, we fuck and eat here all the time." In spite of his hesitance, it only took a few seconds of her luxuriously soft, expert touch on his scrotum to get him raging hard, his tip rubbing his chest and quite clearly visible over the edge of the table. Flame was already hard at the idea too, Ember gently pawing him while they waited for Spyro's decision. Since they were near the same side of the table, he moved around and Ember squealed eagerly under her breath as she scooted over to meet him, blushing and grinning wide in anticipation, eyeballing that monstrous length. When he sat down before her, her smile went from giddy to shy as that sheer size was presented to her and she leaned in to start suckling and licking on his tip, hungrily yet softly, the purple dragon groaning lightly and spurting a few thick drops of pre into her mouth.

"Mmmm..." she churred, stroking the lower half of his penis with her paw. "It tastes so good..." she whispered, going back down on him for more.

Flame winked at Cynder and she smirked back. "I'd ask if you need some too but...contractions..."

"Yeah and I'll bet you're sore as hell from earlier."

"Yeah...also kinda promised Ember some action later after I've recovered."

"I think this is the first time I haven't really had such a driving need for sex. Hope it doesn't last long though, it's still frustrating."

"You an' Spyro gonna head over to the Silver Grotto, or the Temple?"

"Still deciding. The security is tempting, but...I just don't wanna meet others yet."

Ember was already going into slut mode as she gulped around his tip, trying to deepthroat him as far as she could. Even if he couldn't make her go into heat again, just being this close made her libido spike. "Mmmmm....hhmmmm~" she churred, eyes rolling back as she enjoyed the log of cockflesh in her mouth. His pre was so tasty! Spyro just sat there awkwardly enjoying the pleasure, unsure if he should hold her head and slowly thrust or just let her do all the work for now.

"Don't forget these," Flame added, putting several magic crystal bottles on the table. They were quite large indeed, the same make as the ones used to collect from him earlier, but without the odd runic labels affixed to the necks. "If there's excess, the Matrons need it."

"I think we can milk a few orgasms out of him," Cynder teased with a wink at her blushing mate. Ember slowly pulled off from his shaft with a kiss to the tip, then turned around and presented herself to him, tail curled over her back and soft pink swollen netherscales on full display. Despite his misgivings, he couldn't deny it was a very hot and sexy sight indeed. He couldn't help himself. Ember squeaked and purred with giddy anticipation when she felt his paws hold her hips and his weight slide over her tail, pushing it aside under his foreleg, his barb-crowed tip already slipping into her eager passage. She was so aroused from earlier that he ended up sliding in all the way up to her cervix, forcing a low groan of bliss and a twinge of pain from her at the sheer depth. Half his dick was still outside her body at that point, but unlike the night he'd gotten her pregnant, her cervix wouldn't yield at all to his tip, he felt an unusual slippery sensation that made his tip move around and slightly past that entrance to her innermost chamber. Not one to deny her pleasure though, he started to slowly saw his hips, the pink dragoness shivering with pleasure as those ridges and barbs raked along spots no other cock could touch.

"You okay?" Cynder asked, seeing Ember biting her lip.

"Fuuuuck~" she crooned out, pressing back against him. "It-it...kinda hurts 'cuz I've never been touched so deep but...it's so fucking good..."

Flame leaned over to Cynder, voice lowered to a whisper while the purple focused on rubbing Ember's body with his paws. "Think he'd...be up to try me too?" he asked, voice dripping with lustful hope. Cynder's eyes went wide and she blushed at the mental image of her mate mounting Flame, or getting mounted.

"If he does, that's something I've totally gotta see."

With a soft squeal Ember shuddered under Spyro and clawed at the floor, already peaking around the purple hero's glorious gilded length. A few thick strings of her femjuices shlicked along his length with every pull of his hips, bowing lower and lower until they broke and splattered on the floor. "Someday I wanna take the entire thing!" she whined out in a single forced breath, panting heavily in mixed afterglow and blissful pleasure as he kept steadily rocking. His paws found some soft spots against the crooks of her haunches and it made her melt even more as ecstasy ripped through her and made her insides clench and flutter around his dick, just like Cynder did when he found her sensitive zones. The way Ember squeezed and rippled around his girth was an infectious glee that got his heart pounding with lustful pride, melting away his insecurities, laying bare the simple fact that he was a breeder male and she was a girl in sore need of pleasure. Gripping her hips he started fucking her faster, the poor girl nearly collapsing under him with a long yowl of pleasure, her legs buckling and quaking from the intensity. It was nothing compared to Flame's roughness, but it was so. damn. deep! and his barbs and ridges in untouched places were igniting nerves that never got to see much fun and her body was loving it so much, she crested right into another climax before she could even think to try to hold it off, panting and gasping on the floor.

"Oh!" Cynder squeaked with Spyro gritted his teeth. She grabbed a bottle and moved around the table, then leaned under their union and grinned at the close-up sight of her mate's maleness spreading Ember's nethers so wide. Spyro was mostly unaware of Cynder's presence nearby - with a low roar and a small burst of fire from his mouth, he rammed up against Ember's cervix again and held there, his tail going stiff and then flagging with each throbbing pulse, unloading into the pink dragoness under him. Ember whined out and bit her lip in bliss at the feeling of so much hot cum gushing over and over and over into her body, splashing all over her inner walls and filling her tunnel so quickly. With nowhere to go, it started spurting out of her tight grip on his cock, Cynder doing her best to catch as much of it as possible. She didn't have magic like the Matrons, or fluid ether control like her mate, but there was an odd, kinky sort of satisfaction in watching that thick, creamy, pearly essence rain down in thick ropes, rapidly filling the crystalline vessel. Licking her lips, she had to heavily fight the urge to gulp it down. When his balls finally lowered from the back of his sheath and his legs relaxed, she pulled the container away and leaned in to lick all over at his cock and at Ember's netherlips, blushing but all too eager to at least try. Ember's fluids were a bit thicker than her own and had a weird aftertaste, but combined with Spyro's cum it wasn't all that bad.

Giving a soft groan as she came back down from cloud nine, Ember purred and humped back lightly against the two of them, lightly grinding her clit on Cynder's tongue and her stretched walls on Spyro's dick. "Fuuuuuck...I needed that...you can mount me any time you want. Just come swing by the Temple and push right in~"

"You'd be doing us a favor," Flame added with a smirk.

"I'll think about it," he huffed as he slipped out of Ember's grip, Cynder licking him clean as he withdrew.

"Mmmm..." she churred, licking his shaft clean and then kissing his balls.

"Mind the horns, hun," he muttered with a wince when her horn pressed against his chest.

"Sorry, couldn't help myself, your cum is just too tasty~"

Shakily getting up, Ember gave him a huge grin. "I mean it though, you're totally free to just shove your penis into me. That was amazing..."

"It's a bit hard to get used to doing that with...y'know...not Cynder."

"Well, that's why I'm here." She pecked his cheek and purred. "Maybe we should finish eating though?"

Rearranging their plates, they finished their dinner, Ember occasionally shifting her tail against Spyro's heavy balls or teasing his sheath. When they finished though, Spyro went outside, the others looking confused. "Is he okay?" Flame asked.

"Think he needed some space..." Cynder whispered.

"I...guess I came on a bit too strong for him?" Ember replied uncertainly. "I uh...I'll go see if he's okay." Spyro hadn't gone far - she found him poking at the tilled ground in the garden area. "Hey...Spyro?"

"Mm." It wasn't a questioning grunt, just a noncommittal noise.

"Everything okay?" she continued, edging up beside him.

"I guess."

"...Was it a bit too much for me to keep touching you?"

A heavy nasal snort escaped him. "...A bit..."

"Sorry if I'm a bit...pushy for sex." Rubbing her neck with her wing, she sighed softly. "It's just...it's been...weird, y'know? Exciting?" Her exhale was a little shaky. "Being so close so quickly to the hero couple! The ones who saved the world!" Fanning her face with her paw, she giggled shyly. "And just...geez...finally being able to start a family... I kinda felt like I had to act a certain way around you two but you're both just so casual and...not heroic, just...kinda normal and it's really jarring to be honest. But...still...it's so out of the blue to be able to say you got to breed with the world's hero. I'm kinda...overly sexually charged, so trying to dull that down with the excitement of being with a world savior kinda...it's hard to control and think sometimes."

"I kinda get it I guess. But...I'm not used to all this free-sex stuff. Cynder and I have been pretty confined to each other for four years. It's...a lot to get used to."

"Yeah...you said that before. It's hard for me to fathom that, though. You're the only ones I know that haven't grown up with that exposure. And I get why but...it just doesn't make sense to me at the same time, you know? Adult dragons who don't have sex outside their mateship? I know some go that route eventually...but it's very uncommon. Not saying what you have is abnormal...really, I envy your devotion to Cynder, and hers to you. Soulmates are so rare nowadays. You two deserve each other and are so lucky to have settled together. But...in all seriousness, don't be a stranger? I know, Flame and I are sexually charged..."

"Overcharged."

"Yeah, but that's how most of us grow up. Some are just quieter about it than others. But no one's going to shame you or blame you or naysay you for some casual fun either, or for breeding duty as the case is." Blushing, she sat up and rubbed her belly, smiling down at herself fondly, almost identical to that loving thousand-yard stare Cynder often gave herself when thinking about the eggs. "I can't even put into words how happy I am...I was so afraid for years that I might...never get to have a family of my own. Flame and I wanted it so badly as we grew up and the sentiment has only ever gotten stronger...some others just like the sex and pleasure, but I've always wanted eggs. And...thanks to you, now I can have them." A small tear trailed down her face and she wiped it with her wing, sniffling lightly. "But yeah...I'm sorry if Flame and I kinda piss you off with all the sex stuff. Like it is for you, it's also a big hurdle for us to try to understand that you don't have the background we do. And you're not just a source of sexual pleasure, Spyro, far from it. If I just wanted dick I'd use those mushroom toys Cynder introduced me to. Sex is fun, it feels good, and it's nice to just spend time with someone and make them feel good."

She had a point there. Making Cynder, or her, feel good was the main driving force for himself. "I guess. I just don't want it driving a wedge between Cynder and me. I've heard that having too much sex with others dulls the special quality of doing it with your mate. I never want that to happen...and the sheer scope of having to breed so many females makes that a possible reality."

"Yeah...burnout is a thing. But we're all aware of that. Or, well, most are. The Matrons especially. But, you know, Flame is willing to do the studding for you. He's already done it with several girls."

"Maybe, but I'd hate for him to do my job for me."

"Is it your job though? He's capable as a male, he just can't produce viable sperm...unfortunately. But you can. And collecting your cum is easy enough. That's all the job really is, in the end, getting that cum into a female and giving her eggs. Does it matter who puts it in her? And Flame's a more than capable lover." She blushed heavily at that with a dopey grin. "He can get a bit zealous but he can also be really suave and gentle too. He's got no problem doing the act for you if you don't want it getting in the way of yourself and Cynder. And that's why I'm out here and staying at the Temple...to help you see if you want to breed girls personally or if you want to find an alternative, like Flame."

Giving a small half-smile, Spyro sighed. "Thanks, I guess...I don't know how to respond to that."

"Then don't. Just do what you have to to figure yourself out, okay?" She licked his cheek and smiled shyly.

Perhaps it was her words of encouragement and openness, perhaps it was his inner Patriarch, but he licked back and nudged her over onto her back, to her confused surprise. Glancing between their bellies, she saw he was already getting hard and dripping pre, a hot drip jetting onto her belly. Looking back up at him, she found a confused look on his face, hesitant to move forward without her permission, which she gave with a grin, legs spreading wider to welcome his sudden advance.

Loud moaning and grunting made Flame and Cynder smirk and shake their heads. "She can be convincing," Flame muttered.

"Seems so." Taking a sip of water, she suddenly gagged and hissed, her hind leg cinching up and her toes quivering. "Ow fuck!"

"Again?" he asked, but she ignored him briefly, focusing on some slow, methodical breathing. From the way her sides were tensing, she was also doing some sort of exercise. After a few internal reps, she sighed and shook lightly all over.

"Yeah...ow. That shit hurts. They said it should start dulling in intensity but I hope it's fast. I've barely slept with these stupid cramps yanking at me."

"Hmmm..." Rubbing his chin in thought, Flame squinted. "I could try giving you a specific bellyrub that I saw dad giving our moms when they had eggs last."

"You have siblings?"

His face fell. "Well...no. Ember and I are the only two they had. The rest were...duds."

"Oh..."

"Though, to think Spyro might knock up one or both of them...it's a bit weird to think he'd be a dad with our mothers. But I know, once word gets out, they'll want to be first in line for more children. So...would that make me an uncle, an older brother, or...both or neither?"

"I think at this point it'd just be older brother since Spyro isn't going to be fathering purple dragons and a lot of kids are all going to have the same dad at this point. I don't think it really matters what the relationship is."

"Fair enough."

"But yeah, a bellyrub sounds really good..."

She rolled onto her back and he moved closer, taking a moment to just look her over. "Damn, girl...doesn't matter where you are or what the lighting is, you are drop-dead sexy gorgeous with that bump."

"Snake charmer."

Taking a seat beside her, he took a moment to rub over her belly gently, feeling the eggs. "Had a dream last night where Ember was bigger than this."

"Oh?"

"Yeah...hottest thing I've ever seen. Can't wait to see her belly grow with eggs now. She's super stoked too, she tried taking the Temple bedroom pillows and tying them to herself to emulate how big she wants to get."

Giggling at the mental image, Cynder laid her head back, partially phasing her horns into shadow to avoid scuffing the floor. Flame started kneading on her belly to relax her, the black dragoness purring loudly in pleasure. He snuck a few glances at her bared nethers, that lovely slit and tailhole practically begging to be filled, but he was still too sore and chafed. His paws wandered down to where the swell of her gravid belly met her groin, then he pressed the edge of his paw against there and started to slowly but deeply press in against her hide with small circular motions. Cynder winced, toes curling.

"That feels weird..."

"Yeah, it made our moms squirm but apparently it did the trick, i just hope I'm doing it right." Working both paws around the edge of her egg-laden dome, he slowly moved back and forth around the lower part of her abdomen, trying to press in under the eggs deeper to where her core muscles were. "I'll show Spyro how to do this, if it doesn't hurt. Dad's a fair flight away so it'd take a long time to go ask him about it."

Gripping the floor with her claws, she bit her lip. The way his knuckles were digging into her body was...uncomfortable, and in some spots almost tickling in that unconscious reaction sort of way that made her legs twitch or her hide cinch up and tense, but it also wasn't too terribly disagreeable either. And after a while of him digging his paws against her belly and sides, it actually _did_start to relieve the after-cramp pain and soreness radiating from her core. "Starts to feel like a bruise..." she complained, to which he let up.

"Sorry, probably going a bit too hard. But...did it help a little at least?"

"Somewhat, I think."

"If I remember right it should make the next ones less sharp. I think the problem is the muscles get tensed and 'scared' from the first one and are kept on edge with the anticipation, so when it hits they're already both exhausted and tense all over. If I did it right they should be mostly loosened up and ready for the next contraction."

"Hopefully. Thanks though."

His paws moved over her belly again, followed by his muzzle, his warm breath making her hide tingle pleasantly. "So many eggs..." he mumbled. "I dunno why but pregnant girls are so damn sexy. Can't wait to snuggle Ember's belly..."

"Someone's got a pregnancy fetish."

"We both do." He smirked at that. "When we started getting sexual together, Ember's biggest fantasy was getting bred and filled with eggs. Her first heat was...overdrive. For both myself and dad."

"She's...done it with your dad too?"

"We both have!" he chirped proudly. "Nothing wrong with some family fun."

She couldn't help wondering how Spyro might take to fucking his own sons if they sought such attention. The mental visual of him mounting their younger boys had her heart fluttering with a sudden rush of arousal. A loud roar and a matching cry of bliss echoed outside, with lots of grunting and panting, then Ember giggled. Shortly after, the door opened and she came back inside, a bit bowlegged but blissed out, Spyro smiling slightly as he closed the door behind himself. "Have fun?" Cynder asked.

"Pretty sure he did." Ember stumbled over and nuzzled at Flame, the two sharing a kiss. Spyro nuzzled at his mate and she purred back. "You said you'd wait for me."

"Hey, I did, I just gave Cynder a belly rub like dad used to when mom had those duds. Speakin'a which, Spyro, I'll hafta show you how. It'll help with her contractions. It'll have to wait a bit though."

"Alright."

"You okay dude? You look exhausted."

Shrugging his wings, the purple dragon huffed. "Still got a lot on my mind. And Cynder's contractions kept us both up. I'm crashing after last night."

"Hmmm..." Ember sat up and lifted a paw, wiggling her toes. Small pale blue sparks jumped from her claws. "I kinda know a weak drowse spell. Could use it on you so you can both nap?"

Shaking his head, Spyro helped Cynder up. "I'm good for now, Cynder would need it more."

Getting Cynder comfy in the nest, Ember's spell worked better than expected - she was out like a light. Spyro stayed with her for a few minutes just kneading her belly as best he could before heading back out into the den to join the others. Ember giggled lightly. "You two are so cute together."

"Heh...I guess."

Flame lightly punched his shoulder. "If fucking other girls really is that bad for you, I don't mind doing the work for ya. Get to live up to my nickname after all."

Spyro smirked, but it fell flat. "I wouldn't want you to be the public face of it though...not with as dire as the Guardians and Matrons believe it could get. At least I have the raw power to defend us if needed... but...I...think I might just tag along to give it a try. When are they expecting more girls?"

"No clue," Ember replied, jerking her wingthumb at the large jug of his cum on the table from earlier. "I think they preserve your semen with magic or something, but I could be wrong. They'd need more to work with before calling in another set of mothers-to-be."

"Makes sense..." He looked over his shoulder at Cynder, sighing softly. Flame and Ember glanced at each other with little knowing smirks.

"So...how exactly does a purple dragon and a...well, for lack of better terms, former terrorist...how did you two hook up?"

Shrugging his wings, the purple male kept his eyes on his mate. "It just...kinda happened. We got along for a short while after I freed her, but the Eternal Night stuff crept up and she...I guess fell hard into the rebel teen years to compensate for her guilt. But...being chained by that magic rope during the Destroyer War, we spent a lot more time together than we were comfortable with, but I think that...sort of opened us up to each other too. It's hard to tell. I always had feelings for her, after I rescued her, but I don't know when she started feeling for me too or if she was better at hiding it from the start."

"Time together...sounds awkward."

"Yeah, it was. That tether only went so far, maybe about as long as a grown dragon's body. There was no privacy. Hunting was awkward, we mostly had to forage until we realized I could hide in her shadow blanket. But...I guess it was...Ignitus's death that...kind of sealed the deal that we were all that was left for each other."

Flame frowned at that. "Are they...going to find another Fire Guardian?"

"I don't know. I think they were hoping I would take it on in his stead, but...after running their errands for so long, I'm just kinda done with it. I'll help where I'm needed but...even they've admitted Cynder is my priority now, though they do like to badger me from time to time about something or other. It's been really quiet lately though. Used to be at least once or twice a week they'd ask for my help, depending on distance and mission length. My last big run for them was heading to Screenath for that sex test."

"Must be nice to not get called all over the place after all that?"

"Kinda. I guess I got a bit sassy to them but...honestly, for being so powerful in their elements, they relied on me a hell of a lot more than I think is fair. Can't go running errands now though, Cynder's about to lay and...well...breeding."

Ember nuzzled at her brother and licked his neck, then sidled over to Spyro with her tail raised. "Breeding is fun though!"

"Yeah...it is..." His eyes were glued to her pussy still dripping lightly with his last load. Flame licked his lips as he watched Spyro's length reappear again.

"Do you always cum the same amount?" she asked.

"I...don't know, we've never...um...measured or anything."

"How do you get it so deep into Cynder?" Flame asked, the purple dragon shrugging.

"Dunno, it just works like that. But Ember's cervix feels different from hers now. I don't know if it's a breeder thing for Cynder but...even when the eggs were still developing I was able to push into her womb. I don't know if I can do that with Ember. At least...not safely. I did get in there when I knocked her up."

"Yeah...it hurt but...it felt so good..." She blushed and wiggled. "After I lay the eggs I wouldn't mind...practicing...to see if I can take it deep..."

"What're you panting about?" Spyro asked as he turned to Flame, the red dragon's eyes glued to Spyro's massive shaft.

"He's a bit of a slut for cock too, but he hasn't had any guys in him for a while," Ember explained with a smirk. "I guarantee you could just push your dick right into him and he'd moan like a little bitch."

"Not my fault it feels so good," Flame retorted, sticking his tongue out at her.

"You're not denying it though."

"Hey, even studs have a soft spot, at least I own my soft spots, unlike other guys who go all macho and try to hide it."

"So soft you practically melted last time dad mounted you."

Spyro blinked and blushed at that. "You...your dad...?"

"Balls deep every time," she replied with a teasing grin. "I think Flame's had more sex with dad than I have." The red dragon was suddenly very busy stuffing his face with some meat cuts still on the table. "By the way," she added, leaning in with a whisper, "Cynder wants to see you and Flame going at it, if you want to give it a try and see if you like it. I've heard a few other guys say his ass is better than a female."

"That's...not...really what I want to think about right now..."

"Hehe~ Sorry. But, it's an option to try and you're welcome to try as much as you want."

"What're you whispering about?" Flame asked, giving her a little glare. "You'd better not be whoring out my ass."

"You do that without my help." She grabbed a slice of meat off the table and nibbled at it. "On other topics, though, Cynder should totally open a restaurant, her dabbling in recipes is divine...mmmm."

Shaking his head, the purple dragon glanced at the bedroom again and the nesting chamber beyond. "I dunno if she'd like that though. She likes to experiment, not rampantly replicate. If she did open something up, it would probably be more along the lines of 'Special of the Day' being the only menu options. Probably just toss some coin at her for a random dabble in ingredients."

"Hey, if it's this quality each time, she could make some good cash with a grab-bag approach." Flame finished his bite and purred. "Mmm...delacori I think? Tastes similar. How long was this stewed?"

"Oh I have no idea at this point, she's been working on stuff for a while now, trying some different preservation or slow-cook methods. She loves soft meat. I kinda prefer more chew."

"Soft meats will be good for the kids, just no spices for their first year," Ember muttered, nibbling on another piece. "Tried smoking them?"

Spyro nodded and motioned to the door. "Wanna see the outdoor cooking area?"

A quick glide to the ground and they found the grilling and smoking kitchen. Spyro quickly flapped his wings to blow some stray leaves away. "Wow..." Flame muttered, looking at the small area. "It's cozy for sure, smells great down here...how'd you build this?"

"A bit of recycling some materials given as...tributes, I guess. And some earth power practice. Some ice to cleave the rock. Bit of water pressure to sand things smooth."

"How long did this take?" Ember asked, pawing at the smooth stone floor.

"About half a year of poking at it between the Guardians yanking me left and right. Before Cynder got pregnant. This is actually older than the house up top, had to completely remodel it."

"I bet Cynder does a lot of cooking down here, it's close to the woods, the Mushroom Forest...that lake over yonder..."

"She did before she got a bit too heavy to fly well. Last time we came down here I had to fly her back up, so I'm gonna try to make a hot tub for her up there too after I get the garden done. Though...kind of questioning it with the possibility of having to move us both to the Silver Grotto, or the Temple."

"Oh, random question I was gonna ask her but forgot," Ember chipped in, looking over some hanging herb bunches drying out. "These are delacori...it's a spice but can also be an antivenin. I heard Cynder has poison? Do you guys ever like...use that? Do you have antitoxins around for it if something happens?"

Spyro bit his lip at that. "Uuuuhhh...yes and no on her having poison. She has corrosives, and actual toxins, but they're not part of her body. They're elemental. It's...part of her...well, her corrupted powers. But no, we don't have to worry much about accidental claw or bite injections. That said, I know she has a few antitoxin things socked away in her magic inventory. That was...one of our scare factors when we realized she had poison powers."

"But the kids can't gain that power can they?" Flame asked.

"Probably not. The Matron described it to her as a 'scar on the etheric being' or something like that, it's a retooled perversion of her body's elemental processing. Her Fear and Poison abilities, at least, are a direct effect of that scarring. We don't know what her natural base is since she has Fire, Wind, and Shadow too."

"I think she's a Wind base," Flame replied. "I saw some others with a similar facial structure while I was exploring. They're kinda nomadic though, so it'd make sense if she has it somewhere in her bloodline from someone's one-night stand in her ancestry."

"Doesn't explain her having access to Fire and Shadow though," Ember added. "Unless she had those in her ancestry as well and her scarring somehow gave access to those?"

"I dunno," Spyro said with a shrug of his wings. "She's a lot better with her Shadow than any of her other elements. But it'd make sense if the dark forces were experimenting with methods to make twisted Purple Dragon facsimiles. But...yeah. Let's leave that there."

"Right..." They both glanced at each other, feeling a bit guilty about such talk behind her back now that the question was gone. "Oh, have you thought of names yet?"

Spyro chuckled lightly. "I wanted to, but Cynder wants to see what elements the babies are first. Otherwise we'd have like...what...six eggs, male and female choices for all the known dragon elements..." He paled a bit with wide eyes. "Yikes. That's well over seventy name ideas I think and that's just having one name choice for each gender and element."

"Yeeeaaah Cynder's got the right approach," Ember giggled nervously. "But there are other lesser elements too, like Crystal, Life, Void, Light, Plant...most are small and regional offshoots of specific elements but with you being their dad, who knows what might happen. Could happen to these lil ones as well..." She smiled fondly at her belly.

"Actually, we asked the Matrons about that too and they told us that it's more likely the kids will inherit from their mother's ancestry than mine since I'm purple. It's a larger chance of the mom's side, at the least."

"Aw darn, I was looking forward to little purples." She pursed her lips in a frown. "But, they were wondering at the Temple while Flame was breeding the girls...if it might be possible that your cum might revitalize another guy's cum if he ejaculates into your cum inside her. That might allow other males to father eggs."

"But doesn't fully take me out of the equation either. And I don't know how they'd test that."

Flame puffed his chest and rubbed his claws against his gold scutes. "Welllll...if there are mini-me's running around in half a year, we'll know, won't we?"

"Too bad you can't get pregnant too," She snipped with a sly grin, Flame frowning.

"Sometimes I wish."

"Wait, what?" Spyro asked with a bit of a blush.

"Dude, you can't tell me you've never been curious about going through what your mate has to! And pregnant girls look so fuckin' sexy! Kinda jealous..."

Ember giggled and shook her head. "Kinky bastard. He'd probably be pregnant several times over by now."

"...Dare I ask why?"

"Like I said earlier. Total butt slut." She smirked at her mate again and he blushed a little. "He's so familiar with our friends he can name them just by penetration."

"What the fuck?"

"Yeah!" She laughed and Flame hid his face in his wings with a small groan. "We were havin' a party after we reunited, and we were...well, a little drunk, and Flame gets mounted by one of the twins and goes all 'your penis feels like so'n'so's' and Flora busts up laughing and bets him saying 'I bet you can't identify every guy by their dick without looking!' So this dingus, he takes that challenge and we got an incense band around his nose so he couldn't smell anyone, propped up his hinds on some pillows and tied his tail to his back, and tied some pillows around his head so he couldn't hear very well." She started laughing again at the memory. "He got thirteen of fifteen guys correct!"

Spyro's blank stare and heavy blush made them both crack up harder.

"Not even kidding! The only two he missed were the damn twins because their dicks curve in opposite directions and he got confused because he usually takes them while he's on his back!"

"And I think we can caption this 'Return of the Why Boner'," Flame added, indicating Spyro's throbbing hard erection.

"Alright, let's stop teasing him," the pink dragoness said with a shove on Flame's shoulder. He went to shove her back but she stopped him. "Ah-ah! Pregnant."

"No fair."

"Yes fair! A fair lady~" she churred, pacing around him and rubbing against him like a cat.

"Alright whatever." Looking around the cooking station again, Flame tried to think of a way to get the conversation back on track. "Oh, right, you said Cynder is really good with those lake crabs?"

Clearing his throat and hiding his penis with a wing, the purple dragon nodded. "Yeah. She has her own recipes for it and they're amazing."

"What's she do with the shells? I don't see any here."

"She gleans what gold she can from the joints and smaller portions, then I break it up and we sell it off when I go to market."

Ember perked up. "There's gold in their shells?!"

"Only a tiny bit. Some flakes. She has a tiny vial she's been filling up but it's still only a fraction full after quite a few crabs."

"Awww...but keep an eye out. Sometimes, they'll generate some pearlgold."

"Pearlgold?"

Ember nodded eagerly. "I love that stuff! You'll know it when you see it, usually occurs in the belly nodules, it's a gorgeous pale rose-gold color. Don't heat the shell pieces it's on or it'll ruin the colors. It's so freaking valuable! And soft, and pretty, and also very easy to damage, but the meat fibers pull right off from it so there's not a lot of cleaning needed. It's almost like...what's that shiny flaky mineral, why am I derping on this..."

"Mica?" Flame offered.

"Yeah exactly! It's layers upon really thin layers. Takes an expert to peel them off without doing too much damage, so if you find it, take it to a jeweler, I'm sure they'd be more than happy to pay you a good sum for it." She wiggled her brows at Spyro in obvious hint.

"I'll keep it in mind. We try not to over-hunt them though."

"Well yeah. But if you find it, you've got a good cash-in. There really isn't an outward indication that we know of yet for it, so it's kinda just luck of the draw." Glancing at Flame, she sighed. "Hey, Spyro? Can I ask a favor? Can you heal Flame's dick so he's not chafing again?"

"Ember!" Flame yipped.

"What? S'only fair the way I see it, you're doing a lot of breeding work all at once in his stead, gotta keep you going on it!"

Spyro sighed and shrugged. "She's got a point, I can't really refute that logic." Her smug grin made Flame roll his eyes.

"Just don't smack my penis with it like you did last time."

"You deserved it then." Sitting up again, Spyro held out his paws and closed his eyes, slowly breathing fire and running it down his forelegs to his toes. Flame and Ember both watched as each of his claws glittered with a different elemental power, a glowing ball of energy forming in the middle. Gritting his teeth and trying to focus on balance, he grunted and it popped. "Shit..." Breathing again, he formed another orb of elemental power, more slowly this time. Ember opened her mouth to ask something but Flame clapped his paw lightly over her muzzle and gave a quiet shake of his head. With a small red flash, a perfect little blood-red crystal shard hovered in place, the purple dragon grabbing it and tossing it to Flame. Ember intercepted it and ignored her brother's irritated growl as she looked it over.

"Wow...this is...this is so beautiful..." she whispered. "The edges and faces are so completely perfect! It's like it was machined instead of grown..."

"Too bad it's gonna vanish in a few seconds," the red dragon muttered. "Please, Em. I'm sure he can do that with more permanent crystals."

"Yeah...but this color, it's so...wow..." With a relenting sigh she reached down to cup his balls and he groaned with a wince as his sensitive shaft slid out into the open air again. She touched the crystal to his urethral bulge and he hissed at the chill, then relaxed all over with a relieved sigh as it vanished and his soreness vanished completely. "Better now?"

"I'd answer that by fucking your brains out but I kinda just wanna relax like this for a bit..."

"Aawww..."

"Hey you got fucked twice already!"

"Jealous?" she asked, sticking her tongue out at him.

"A bit. Not gonna lie, I'm really curious to see how deep I could take it."

Spyro wanted to recoil from that...but deep down, part of him was actually curious too. Damn it, the effect these two were having on him...He kept silent about it for now though. "I'll come by the Temple after Cynder's had the eggs and we've settled a bit. I...imagine laying the eggs might leave her a bit...unable to indulge."

Ember giggled. "Depends. First times are hard of course, but...some girls like to get fucked right after laying, because laying eggs can be such a heavy rush of hormones. Our moms are like that. The hormones override the pain and they're a lusty mess. But some others don't want to be touched for like, a month. So it depends on the girl. But...I think being a Matriarch, she'll be raring to go for more eggs soon as she gets those out."

"Time will tell, and hopefully sooner than later," Flame added. "You ready to see your eggs dude?"

Spyro finally gave a wide smile and nodded. "You have no idea."

Ember purred. "You and Cynder are so damn cute together. But uh...mind if we maybe stay the night?" she asked, glancing at the sky. "It's getting late and I kinda want a change of pace from the Temple for now."

It was only mid-afternoon by now, but Spyro nodded. "I suppose so. I don't think Cynder would be opposed, and we still have a lot of that food to get through."

"Thanks. And...don't be shy," she added as she lifted her tail to flash him before taking off to head back up to the house. Flame snickered and shook his head.

"Yeah...if Cynder doesn't wake up soon and you're getting hard, just shove it right into her, she definitely doesn't mind. Our friends do it all the time."

The reiteration was getting a bit annoying to the purple dragon, but as he watched Flame take off to join Ember up at the house, he couldn't help a flash of curiosity at mounting her...or him. Their casual openness about sex was getting his libido going again, not to mention some of his repressed curiosities. The idea of Flame mounting him didn't seem all that appealing but...after anal sex with Cynder and how much they both enjoyed it, he couldn't logically find a reason not to be curious about it with at least Flame. It left him a bit confused, and a lot more aroused.

A bit later, he entered the small house to find Flame napping and Ember snacking on some meat and flipping through a book she'd brought in her magic storage. "Hey," she muttered, trying to be quiet so as not to disturb her mate or Cynder. "I guess Flame was more sore than he let on."

"Guess so."

"Thanks for healing him though. Wouldn't want him continuing to hide that if it was that bad."

"Probably not."

She stood up to stretch her hind legs, not intending to tease him this time, but inadvertently lifting her tail all the same. He blushed at the sight, then moved. Ember squeaked in surprise when she felt paws grope at her haunches, then moaned softly when she felt a tapered tip slide against her vulva scales. "Getting bolder, hm? Oh!" She gasped at the pleasant stretch, his cock spearing right up into her eager tunnel. "Oh yessss..."

"Too bad I can't get you even more pregnant."

"Yeah...mmmmf... ancestors, I'd love to get filled with so much more cum again..." she whimpered, pressing back against him and taking him up to her cervix, biting her lip at the slightly painful twinge of ache at the contact. "That felt soooo good that night, so much cum in my belly...Cynder's so fucking lucky..."

The mental image of swelling multiple girls with his cum sent a perverse pride through him, pulling his hips back and slowly easing back into her, making her quiver under him as his ridges and barbs popped one after another in quick succession through the tight grip of her entrance. "Maybe after another pregnancy or two, you can fit more."

"I sure hope so...how big does Cynder get?"

"You saw on the date night. Any more than that and it leaks out."

"Ffffffuuuuck..." she whined under her breath, clenching on him with a sudden intense desire to get that big just with fresh hot cream. She was so hot and tight on his dick, he couldn't help giving short, rapid jackhammering thrusts, making her clamp her paw over her mouth to stifle a lewd moan of ecstasy. Her hips gyrated in time with his, bucking back to meet his thrusts. She wanted to feel his heavy balls slapping her clit but there was no way his entire cock could fit in her until she laid her eggs in a few months. Even that night he'd impregnated her, the whole thing hadn't yet fit. "Can't wait to see you bulge my belly with your penis like you do to her..."

"Gonna take some practice there...and if I can't control this Patriarch thing, practice sessions might keep getting you knocked up."

"You say that like it's a downside...mmmph...don't stop it feels soooo gooood..." she cooed out, resting her chin on the table and bracing her paws on the floor to keep bucking back against him. A thick string of her fluids started dangling between her legs. Cynder's juices were much less viscous, but the difference in slickness was definitely enough to keep it interesting for the purple male. "G-gonna cum already..."

"Again?"

"Y-you're touching...places that...don't get touched!" she squeaked, then moaned into her paws, practically melting under him as she came hard and fast, her passage milking at his length. "Fuck yesh!" she slurred. "Oh fuck oh fuck don't forget to...to collect your cum...ooohhhh..."

"Can't reach!" he grunted, trying not to pop too quickly. Ember lifted a shaky paw and wiggled her toes, and one of the empty jars Flame had put on the table scooted over with awkward jerks until Spyro could reach out and grab it. Pumping into her harder, he grunted and moaned, then bit back a roar and huffed through his teeth, his loins pulsing and cock throbbing inside her once again. Ember squealed in delight as she felt that hot sticky warmth jet against her inner walls and fill her up. Still shaky from her orgasm, she helped him align the jar with her pussy, moaning softly as he kept lightly thrusting with each spasm of his body forcing rope after thick rope of seed into her depths. It started cascading from her netherlips, plopping into the crystal vessel, a few strands and streamers running over the sides as they panted and shifted. It took a while for him to finish ejaculating, but he finally dismounted from her and she shivered at his member sliding out with a wet, lewd noise. Squeezing her insides she got as much out as she could into the bottle, then turned around under him to lick his penis clean.

"Mmmm...Cynder's right, your semen is delicious...I could drink this all day."

"Heh...uh...thanks, I guess..." he grunted, moaning under his breath when she started sucking on the tip. Coming up from under him she licked her lips and gave a shy smile.

"Having a bit more fun?"

He gave a small half-smile. "Yeah...thanks, Ember."

"Don't be too nervous. It's fun! Just think of it like that and it should go easier. But I'll give you some space for tonight too so you can figure yourself out, alright?"

"Alright. Um...I'm gonna get some fruit juice. Need any?"

"Nah, just some water, thanks."

The rest of the night was fairly quiet. Spyro finished his work for the day on the garden patch while Flame and Ember snuggled in the guest bedroom. Cynder work up with another contraction pang, but it wasn't as sharp as before, so Flame showed Spyro how to knead her belly and try to dig at her muscles around her core so he could help ease the after-tension of the contractions. Some dinner was had, then back to the rooms for more snuggles and some slow sex, Ember purring happily as her brother kneaded her back while thrusting into her, Cynder churring and suckling on Spyro's length while he made love to her passage.

"Got a lot on your mind, hm?" Cynder asked, giving his penis a slow lick from balls to tip.

"Huh?" he asked, pausing his nibbling on her clit.

"You're unusually quiet."

"Mmm..." he grunted, giving her a slow lick too. "Yeah, just...stuff. Getting used to things."

"Well, I'm glad you're at least trying." Giving his hefty nuts a loving kiss, she cupped them and inhaled through her nose against them, letting her breath back out slowly and feeling him squirm a bit at the sensual warmth. "Anything happen while I was asleep?"

"Not much. Showed them the grilling area outside. Talked a bit."

"Fucked Ember too, by the smell of it out there."

He blushed at that. "Uh...yeah, that too."

"I just...can't really seem to get over that they're brother and sister. It's kinda hot to think about but...also a reality for us from here on out. All the kids are gonna be literally brother and sister."

"Yeah. At least it's not actually a problem. But it also means it basically doesn't matter who gets mated to who."

"Kind of. There are still bloodlines to think about in some areas. And if the Matrons are right, it'll most likely be kids inheriting from their moms most of the time rather than your side."

"But still half-siblings at the very least."

"Yeah. But...that still gets me thinking, especially with this Patriarch/Matriarch thing...what if our sons breed me and your daughters want your eggs?"

"That's assuming the next generation can breed without needing my cum."

"Well, you heard what they said, I could also potentially be a strong enough Matriarch that any male can breed me, like you can breed any female."

"I guess. But can you really give up your eggs like that?"

She sighed softly, pausing her ministrations on his bits. "I'm still having second thoughts on it. But...I was thinking. After I have these eggs, we can maybe see if...perhaps, the Matriarch thing is true. See if Flame can get me pregnant. If he does, I'll see about having those adopted out. I...think...it might be easier for me to give them away if it's someone else getting me pregnant. It's weird..."

Kissing at her nethers again, he dug his tongue into her and she moaned out, wiggling her hips back to grind her scales against his muzzle. His paw rubbed at her huge belly. Pulling his tongue back out, he kissed her once more, suckling lightly on her clit. "Lots of unknowns waiting for these to arrive."

"Yeah...I hope they come soon..." Going back down on him, she slid his shaft into her throat and started purring around it while gulping quickly, Spyro retaliating by digging his tongue into her pussy and playing with her g-spot to try to get her to cum first. In the end, he popped a second before she did, both of them moaning on each others' parts and gulping fluids to try to prevent a mess in the nest. With her stomach full of her favorite treat, Cynder slowly backed off his dick, peppering it with kisses and licks, then nuzzled and kissed his balls affectionately before he rearranged himself to face her. Butting foreheads together, they just laid there quietly purring in afterglow, gradually drifting off for the night.

A gentle tapping on the door roused Spyro, bleary-eyed and apparently balls-deep inside Cynder again, the black dragoness purring and twitching slightly in her dream and clenching on her mate's lovely shaft. He hadn't cum inside her yet, but he did pull out before she could get another clamping contraction. The tapping came again and he yawned, not bothering to sheath himself. Cracking the door open, he found the mage sister Matron standing there.

"Morning."

"Good morning dear. I hope I didn't interrupt anything. I was just checking to see if Cynder is still okay with her muscle spasms."

"For now, yeah. When is she due again?"

"Any day now that it's started. Could be today, could be next week. Depends on her body."

"Mmmm...alright." Stepping outside into the cool morning mist, he shook himself lightly, blushing at his penis flopping around with the motion, but she didn't seem to notice. "Cynder and I were thinking...would it be better for the girls if I went and helped build the citadel? Get them in...y'know...heat? With me around?"

"It's an idea but as we saw with Ember, the effect of your presence does wear off after a few days of exposure. However, if you feel you can expedite the reconstruction, that would be a significant boon to the cause."

With a nodding sigh, the purple dragon shrugged his wings. "Probably best if I used my elemental powers more constructively. I'm just...worried about our safety, and having our home here. We chose that floating chunk because it had proximity to the Temple but was large enough to expand on for housing for the kids. After all the work put into it...I don't want it to be left there, but I can't bring it with us either because it's floating on the world's power by the fracture. If I move it, it'll tumble."

"Unfortunate, yes. But if we can implement a portal system before your eggs hatch, you and Cynder could maintain your lifestyle of you going out and performing duty while she stays home with her hobbies and the children."

"Kinda ironic that Warfang, the city built for dragons, isn't going to be the home for this."

"It will likely be where most travel to with their children once they're old enough. A portal system would also allow families to not be so estranged despite distances. There is some consideration that if this breeding program works and portals can be made, we can relocate it gradually from Silver Grotto to Warfang. Warfang no longer has a Dragon Temple though, and such is traditional for breeding efforts."

"Kinda strange there."

"Traditions stick well through the ages, as do some superstitions. But, for now, the introductory stages of this joint effort are best handled in the relative privacy and secrecy of the Temples."

"I'll head out over there after she lays. We both want to be together for it and I know she'd freak if she left the nest."

"A wise choice, yes. If she's doing well, I shall head back to the Temple."

"Do we...need to get you if she starts laying?"

"Only if she feels the need, but even for first times, most females are fine enough. It will be painful, but I think she'll adapt quickly. The worst pain is the cervix stretching, but she's already got a lead on that with your frequent intimacy. In fact I dare say she's perhaps the most prepared of any female."

"That's comforting to know at least."

"That said, we would like to observe the birth, but by the time someone retrieves us it'll likely be over. So don't stress about it unless she has an influx of intensely sharp pain. She's the best judge of her own body in this process, so it's up to her. Do call us afterwards though so we can ensure her safety post-delivery."

"Alright."

As she left, Spyro couldn't help a fleeting desire to try to get her pregnant too. But was it the Patriarch needs, or just his own curiosity? He hated the uncertainty there, and hoped it wasn't the curse trying to influence him.