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Matheau and Beijore: Public Ceremony

Okay, fun legal agenda time! Not 18, don't read it, blah, blah, blah. Sorry it took so long to get this one out, but I hope you do enjoy it. Hopefully i'll get more stuff out sooner this time.

It had been nearly a week since the passing of Beijore's father, and for Matheau, it was the most frusterating week of his life. For starters, he wasn't even allowed to SEE Beijore. Matheau protested this fiercely, but to no avail. His mate was grieveing, and he couldn't even be there for her. Secondly, he was treated as though he were some kind of criminal! His quarters were as far away from Beijore's as possible, and he was guarded at all times. He couldn't even heed nature's call without an escort. And lastly, he wasn't allowed to see his children either, any of them! When it was asked of a guard why, he recieved a rather animated answer. "As children of her majesty, Queen Beijore, their lineage is not in question, unlike yours." Matheau had had to grind his teeth to keep from making a snide remark that would have no doubt landed him in further trouble. He had been grinding his teeth so much lately, in fact, that he was surprised he hadn't worn them down to nubs.

It was on the eighth day of his stay in the palace that he got a knock on his chamber door. When bade to enter, the door flew open and an estatic Beijara threw herself at him, flooding his mind with her mind-speech. <Daddy, daddy! Come now, you come now!> For emphasis, she bit down on his tail-tip and started pulling as though she meant to drag him where she wanted to go. Matheau was so happy to see his daughter that he completely ignored what she was doing and swept her up in his arms, earning him a squeal of delight from her, and he nuzzled her and kissed her head.

"What are you doing here, sweeting? Don't you know that I'll get in trouble if those guards see me with you? Did you slip past them?" It certainly wouldn't have surprised him. Even at such a young age, Beijara was proving that she was just as crafty and cunning as her mother. But Beijara shook her head and began to wiggle in his arms, trying to get down.

<Come, come, you come! Mommy said, mommy said!> That got his attention in a hurry. No wonder there weren't guards swarming his room, trying to pry her away from him. He had been summoned, that's why. So he set her back down and followed her back to the throne room. Once there, Beijara was admitted directly while he was forced to stand on ceremony and be announced. When the doors opened again, several guards came out, followed by Beijore's extremely irritated voice. "And stay out until I call for you! This is a private audience!" The guards glared at him, and he in turn laughed in their faces before he shut the doors.

He was surprised to see that everyone was there waiting for him. Sasha, Bakkaran, Jocelyn, Aurokhan, his grandbabies, as well as Matthew, Aurthur, Beijara, and of course, his beloved Beijore. She was resting upon one of the thrones, gazing at him intently. It was all he could do to keep from running to her and kissing her over and over again, but he somehow managed to restrain himself. He approached the few short steps leading to the throne and bowed elegantly. Thats about the time that everyone in the room started to laugh or giggle. "I'm glad to see you have been practicing your court behavior, Matheau, but this is a private audience." She got off the throne and walked down the few steps and kissed him deeply, passionately. "I've missed you my love.....How have they been treating you?"

"Terribly" Matheau stated bluntly and without hesitation. "Ive been followed and harassed by guards at every turn, i've been deprived of seeing you and our children, as well as all of my family....." Matheau snorted in disgust. "I'm supposed to be a prospective king, and they're treating me as though im some kind of criminal." He scowled and spat a bit of flame. "It makes me want to get this ritual over with as quickly as possible."

"Well, i'm glad you feel that way, Matheau." Beijore said, fluttering her eyes at him flirtaciously. "It makes this that much easier for me. I summoned you to tell you to prepare yourself, because the ceremony is tomorrow afternoon. Some of my servants will be arriving at your quarters to make certain that you are groomed properly." Matheau certainly hadn't been expecting this. He had thought he was just being called to finally spend some time with his family. Now he was finding out that he'd have to mate in front of hundreds of other dragons. He looked at her, and before he could ask the obvious question, she began to explain. "You will be bathed, your scales will be trimmed and shined, your talons will be sharpened, and there is one other thing.......You'll be drained of your seed." Matheau let out a strangled cry of protest, but Beijore held up a paw to forestall him. "I know what your concern is, Matheau, and I'll put it to rest right now. You won't be mating with anyone but me, i've made sure of that. But how the servants are going to go about it, i'm not sure. But know that I will be undergoing similar treatment, to ensure that I am fully receptive for the ritual. Kings and Queens must learn humility, and I think that is why this ritual was put into place. So a few quick thrusts isn't going to get you out of this, Matheau."

Aurokhan started to chuckle. "And dad is well known for his three pump finishes." This of course set everyone to laughing, save for Matheau, who threw a venomous glare at his son. Humility indeed! His own son as bashing him in front of the entire family! Thankfully though, his wife came to his aid, even though she had laughed just as loudly as everyone else.

"Now Aurokhan, you know better than that. Ever since you started mating and your father and I stopped soundproofing the room, you've heard us just about every night. And if memory serves me correctly, you were the first one to come to us complaining that our three hour mating sessions were keeping you awake." Beijore smirked the most evil smirk Matheau had ever seen in his life. "Besides, if anyone knows about three pump matings, it's you. You blew your load right after pushing into Jocelyn, Mr. two second mating." Now the deafening laughter was turned on Aurokhan at his expense, and his white scales were blazing almost as red as his father's as he sputtered his defense, trying to be be heard over the laughter.

"B....But that's not fair! Jocelyn was teasing me for well over an hour!" He stomped and glared at his sister and mate, who smiled sweetly and batted her lashes at him.

"All joking aside, " Bakkaran spoke up as the laughter finally died out. "It's been a long, cold week since i've slept with my mate and son, and tommorrow is a big day, so we will be retiring early." Matheau felt a small twinge in his heart hearing Bakkaran calling Matheau II his son, knowing full well it was from his own seed that the child was born. But he was happy that Bakkaran did love and raise Matheau II as his own. Sasha had found herself a fine mate.

"As much as I wish we could do the same, my beloved husband, i'm afraid we'll have to spend one more night apart. Don't give me that look, Matheau, it doesn't become you, you look like a child. Even as queen, I cannot change tradition." She kissed him deeply before turning to go back to her throne. "Now go to your chambers and try and get some sleep, my darling husband. The servants will be banging on your door before you know it."

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After a long, restless night, Matheau was finally awakened by the promised pounding. He sighed and rolled out of his bed, a pile of rags that were inappropriate for any other use. Prospective king indeed, living the life of luxuary. When he gave the call to enter, three servants entered. Surpringly, only one of them was a dragon, the other two were humans. How had they come to be here? He supposed that it didn't really matter, it just made him wonder how the wingless humans could have crested that mountain ridge. "Sir, if you'll just follow us to the bathing chambers, we'll start getting you ready." The small green dragoness spoke politely enough, but Matheau sensed an undertone that he didn't quite like, so he gave a grunt for a response before he followed.

The bathing chambers were quite spacious, though. He was lead to what appeared to be an enormous cavern connected to the palace. There were several large springs that were located in the cavern being used by other dragons. "Amazing, isn't it?" The dragoness whom he later came to know as Istara asked. "And to think, these chambers pale in comparison to the royal chambers." She continued on about the royal bathing chambers, but Matheau listened with only half an ear as he was lead to the farthest spring, where an elaborate shade had been set up. Then Matheau noticed that there were a few similar shades around a few of the other springs, but most were open to the public view. How odd. "What is the significance of these shades?" Matheau asked, his curiosity getting the better of him. He went behind the curtain and watched as Istara shut it to block off the outside. "Are they the springs of some kind of nobles or something?" Istara giggled as she motioned for him to get into the heated spring.

"Don't you know? Oh, of course not, your not from here." She giggled again. "These shades block off all scent, sound, and sight to and from the other springs. Basically, these are for dragons who plan on doing naughty things, though more often than not, you'll walk in to find a pair or group going at it right in the open." As he sank down into the heated water, Matheau was at first baffled how she could talk about such a thing with such a casual air, when it finally struck him that Beijore had not been jesting, as he had hoped she was. "Now you just relax and soak for a bit. I'll go get my grand-dame and return in a few moments." She dumped something in the water that smelled like lavender and vanilla, then slipped out of the curtain, leaving him alone with his thoughts. He had closed his eyes and had slipped into a light doze when he was awakened by a low rumble.

"No time for sleeping now, king-to-be." A dragonelle spoke, her voice soft and sweet. A large copper dragoness stood beside the pool, along with several human servants armed with large bathing tools. "Paws on the edge of the spring, talons fully extended." Matheau did as he was asked studying the new dragoness. Matheau wouldn't have called her old, but she was definately a very mature female past her prime. Her rounded hips spoke of being bred very often, and her neck was a little shorter than Matheau prefered, but her tail was long and flowing, giving her a semblence of beauty, Matheau supposed. "My name is Tighala, sir, and i'll be here to oversee the preparations. You three, in the spring to scrub and trim his scales. Careful of his wings, or i'll let him eat you." Matheau wasn't paying attention to the humans bathing him, nor the ones sharpening his talons. He was watching Tighala, his full attention on her. Beijore had given him a vague description last night, but he wanted a full account of what was going to happen to him here.

"What exactly do the proper preparations entail, Tighala?"

"Your scales will be be trimmed to a proper and appealing length and pattern. Your talons will be sharpened, so that you may get a better grip on her majesty's hips. Your scales will also be glossed to a high shine." Here, she paused and looked at him, cocking her head to the side. "Normally, the king-to-be would mate with a barren female to drain him of his seed......But you and her Highness Queen Beijore seem to have a bond that forbids that, which I admire. You don't see that kind of devotion anymore these days, especially among your younger generation, but I digress. So, in order to drain your seed, you'll be in my paws, my Lord-to-be, and trust me when I say that my paws are very, very capable." A shiver went up Matheau's spine at the huskiness of her tone. She may be well matured, but she was obviously still very sexually active. "Now, out of the water with you. We need to get you dried and buffed before we can polish your scales." Matheau did as he was bid, but was very uncomfortable because of her constant stare, which seemed to be focused a little lower on his body than he thought was appropriate.

He sprawled out beside the pool and let the servants dry his scales with rags. Rags that looked eeriely familiar, making him curl his lip in disgust. After he was dry, the servants began to buff his scales with sand, then wiped the dust clear. After that, Tighala dismissed the servants, leaving him alone with her. "Now to make your scales shine like a thousand stars....But first, the fun part. Onto your back, we have to get your belly scales first anyway." Matheau was very, very reluctant, but at last he complied.

"Is this really necessary?" He asked, though he already knew the answer. Not only did he have to do this to complete the ceremony properly, it was evident that the aged dragonelle was looking forward to it. "I mean, we can just say that we went through it......."

"That would be a lie, king-to-be, and kings do not lie, and neither do I. Now, we can either do this the way that you and her Highness want this done, or we can do this the way that I want to do it." The grin she gave him as she approached chilled him to his bone marrow. "Please tell me you want to do it my way." Matheau shuddered at the thought. Not because she was old or homely, but because he had made a vow to his mate that his body was hers and hers alone. Still, he was on his back and very vulnerable, so he crossed his wings over his body. To be honest, the prospect of her jumping atop him and raping him was quite frightening. So with great reluctance, he lowered his wings back to his side. "Good, that'll make this alot easier." She dipped her talons into a jar of what he presumed was perfumed oil, and surprisingly, she started to rub the oil into his shoulders first, rather than going right for his sheath. "I've known Her Majesty since she was a hatchling, but she left and I don't know anything about her after that time. Why don't you tell me a bit about how the two of you met?"

Matheau was purring lightly, the massage and the oil felt good, and he couldn't help it. "There's really not much to tell.....We met in the mountains where she had made her lair when I stumbled across it by accident, and from there, the rest is history. I was in love the first moment I laid eyes upon her." He sighed happily at the memory as Tighala's paws worked over his chest and were now rubbing the oil into his belly scales. "Oh the way her blue scales shined and her emerald eyes were like pools that you could fall into. Her long, slender neck was so elegant, and her body was slender in all the right areas......" Matheau was unknowingly getting himself hard as he daydreamed about his wife. His sheath had swollen and the tip of his cock had already emerged just as Tighala's paws started to work over his hips. "Her tail was gorgeous too, and her hips.....My Gods she has a rear end that would make any male drool. Her breasts are the perfect shape and size......" *He was halfway hard now, and Tighala was eyeing his throbbing cock hungrily. She still had to work down his hind legs, but now was the perfect time. He had made himself hard for her, so she dipped her paws back in the oil and grabbed his cock, slowly stroking his length to full hardness as he hissed in pleasure. She noticed he had his eyes closed, so he must have been picturing his wife, she imagined. When she got him to full arousal, she was amazed at the size of him. She had serviced a few dragons in this fashion, and none of them were as thick as he was, but she had seen a few that were a bit longer. One claw cupped his balls and spread the oil there, and Matheau hissed in pleasure at that.

"I remember the first time we made love......" Even as he was being stroked off, he was thinking of his mate, and that helped him forget it wasn't her servicing him. But he did not reveal that he was part human......The dragons here might not like that, so he recounted his first mating with her as a dragon. "I mounted her, and it was a bit awkward being my first time......But then I pushed into her......" Matheau moaned and arched his back as she took his cock in both paws and squeezed gently while she stroked him, causing just the perfect amount of friction. Tighala was getting horny listening to him and stroking him. She wanted to fuck him so badly, but knew she couldn't. But she wasn't just going to jerk him off either. No, she wanted to taste him. Luckily the oil that she was using for lubrication was different than the body oil. She curled her tongue around his cock and sucked him eagerly into her muzzle, moaning softly while her tail pierced her cunt, driving deep inside of her while Matheau hissed, his eyes tightly shut. "She was so tight, I didn't think she could take all of me, but my wife is a beast in bed......She wanted me to fuck her hard, and I did. I dug my claws into her hips and.....oooooh gods.....fucked her like a feral." The thought of this strong, virile male fucking her like a feral beast was near enough to make her cum. His musk was strong and growing stronger as she sucked on his length. She wanted to draw this out, but they were on a schedual. She cupped his balls in her paw again and massaged the heavy orbs in an attempt to get him to cum faster.

But then Matheau did something that both surprised and excited her. He wrapped his paws around her horns and started fucking her mouth eagerly, making her moan in delight around his pulsing cock. Her tail plunged deep into her pussy, seeking out her g-spot and rubbed her clit with her free paw. Matheau was obviously envisioning fucking his wife, but as long as he kept pushing that fat cock into her throat, she didn't care at all. The way his breathing was becoming ragged, and the fact that his thrusts were coming faster and harder into her muzzle told her that he was going to cum, and she was right there on the edge with him. Then he pulled her head flush with his crotch, fully forcing his cock down her throat and roared as he came, shooting his hot, thick load of cum right into her waiting belly. As he came, she squealed around his length and buried her tail into her dripping cunt, cumming hard, thinking only of the dick in her mouth and what it would feel like in her pussy or her tailhole. As the flow of his seed finally slowed, she pulled her head back from him a bit so she could actually taste him, and he tasted glorious. She sucked every last drop of his cum from him before pulling her head away and licking her lips. Matheau was panting for breath, and from the looks of it, falling asleep. "I'm glad you enjoyed that, my Lord.......I am jealous of my Queen. I enjoyed that just as much as you did......Now i'll hurry and finish shining your scales. That took a little longer than I thought, and the ritual will be starting soon."

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It was time. Matheau stood waiting behind a heavy curtain, awaiting to be announced out in the courtyard. Beijore had already been announced, and the crowd had given a thunderous cheer as she appeared. He had peeped out a crack in the curtain and he was amazed at how many dragons fit in this courtyard. Those that couldn't find a seat sat on high perches all around the courtyard, and he suspected that there were probably many more watching that he couldn't see. He swallowed hard, but knew he had to keep himself under control. He would only have to do this one time.......Once it was over, he'd probably never live it down, but at least he wouldn't have to do it again. He had already been coached on what was required of him, and he was thankful that it really wasn't that much, the mating itself would take the longest. At last, he was announced, and he walked through the curtain, into the brilliantly lit courtyard and stopped. The crowd was mixed. Some of them applauded him while he heard almost an equal amount of negativity. He should have been upset, but he understood. He hadn't been born and raised here as all of them had. He was an outsider come to claim their Queen.

When he laid eyes on his mate, his heart nearly stopped. Her scales gleamed like brilliant blue mirrors. Her eyes had been shadowed, giving her a very attractive appearance. And all the things that Matheau loved about her, the things that aroused him the most about her, were accentuated. Her slender neck and elegant tail drew the eyes attention immediately, and Matheau felt his sheath swelling already. Perhaps this wouldn't be quite as difficult as he had at first anticipated. They walked toward each other from opposite ends of the courtyard and met in the center where a special ring had been drawn in the ground with the royal seal, a dragon on it's hind legs with its wings spread wide, was located. This was where they were to mate. As they entered the circle, they both turned in opposite directions, in a way that they were essentially chasing one another's tails. "You look absolutely stunning, my Queen." Matheau said quietly, earning him a smile from his wife.

"And you look very handsome, my Lord. Please, let us not drag this out. A week apart has been taxing on us both, and I want nothing more than to sleep curled in your arms again." She stopped then and raised her tail, exposing her pussy, which was already wet, Matheau noted, to him and to the entirety of the crowd. The second her tail was lifted, her scent filled his nostrils, overwhelming him. She was dripping wet, and obviously very ready to be taken. He didn't know if it was from the minstrations of whomever had prepared her for the ritual as he had been, or the prospect of mating in front of so many other dragons, or perhaps it was a mixture of both. In any case, that didn't matter in the least. Only one things was on his mind now, and his dick throbbed eagerly in anticipation beneath him. He took the few steps to where his mate waited, and wasted no time in mounting her. The second the tip of his cock parted the folds of her pussy, he slammed himself to the hilt within her, and was surprised when Beijore roared in pleasure and instantly came! Never before had she cum on the initial penetration, but her cunt gripped him like a vice, and he could feel her heated cum splashing on his balls. The crowd gave a deafening roar at this, and it was one of approval. Matheau did not wait for her orgasm to pass, but immediately began to fuck her hard and deep. Yes, this is what was required of him, but he had wanted it so badly for the past week. Being apart from her meant that half of him was missing, and he would make up for lost time here in the courtyard, in front of the entire kingdom!

Her inner muscles continued to ripple and grip at his length as he fucked her hard and deep, and it wasn't long before he started to get into the feeling of the ritual. While he fucked his mate, he lifted her left hind leg, so that the crowd to that side could see his thick cock spreading the folds of her pussy as his hips slapped against hers loudly. Then he would alterate, and let her left leg down and raise her right leg, so that the opposite side of the crowd got a show of their own. "Ooooh, so you want to put on a show, do you?" Beijore asked huskily as he put her right leg down, and pushed back so that he was on his haunches, with his dick buried completely inside of her. "They'll love this.....Look at them all love......" With no further words, she started to ride him, rising up until only the head of his cock was within her, and then dropping down to take him balls deep while she rubbed her clit. Matheau took her advice, in his lust driven state, and looked around the arena to see that every dragon there was mating. There were pairs of dragons mating, there were groups, there were even same sex couples having at it. Matheau caught sight of a particularly greedy dragoness in the crowd servicing six dragons at once, and was only slightly suprised to see that it was Tighala. Her pussy and tailhole were being rutted by two eager young dragons, while her mouth was pleasing an older male. Her claws were similarly full with two more cocks while her tail was wrapped around still another throbbing shaft. He could have been imagining things, but it appeared as though she winked at him.

He couldn't take in the sight for too long, though, as his body demanded his full attention. His climax was rapidly approach, and his wife was riding him mercilessly, her tongue half hanging out from the sheer bliss of the mate. Matheau reached out and gripped her hips tightly, forcing his cock completely within her. His rigid cock throbbed hard, an intense orgasm ripping through him as he roared out in excstasy, filling his mate with his hot, thick load of cum, and was not at all surprised to see it come gushing out around his cock. He had been pent up for a week after all. Beijore dismounted from him and turned around, stroking his cock with a purr, while her ass was high in the air, and her tail higher still, to show the crowd his cum leaking from her slit, and there was a ragged answer of roars back. Whether this was from approval, or just other dragons also cumming, Matheau was never able to tell.

"The ritual may be over officially......" Beijore said lustily, sliding her tongue up and down her husbands thick cock, drinking up as much of his seed as she could. "But we've just yet to begin......." She turned once more to him, lifting her tail high and out of the way. "Mount me, my Lord, my love. Fuck my ass, this time. I want to fill you stretch my tailhole with your big dick." Matheau was only too happy to oblidge her, and he mounted her, rubbing his cock against her asshole to tease her a bit. Lubrication was no problem, as he was coated with a mixture of their cum and her saliva. He teased until his mate began to hiss back at him, her tail lashing in impatience before he slammed to the hilt within her tight tailhole. She gave a deep growling moan in pleasure at having her ass so filled, and her hips began to thrust back against him of their own accord. "Yesssssss my Lord! That's the way I want it! Deeper......Harder......!" His scaled hips pounded against hers in a manner that she was very familiar with. And when she heard that savage growl of pleasure, her eyes nearly glazed over in exstacy. He was not born a dragon, but he had a dragon's dominance, that much was certain! She gripped the muscles of her ass on him, making him snarl in pleasure with each pounding thrust, spreading her tight hole wide around that cock of his. Beijore screamed out loudly in bliss as she came hard, squirting the ground in a flood of her cum, and then groaning as she began to feel the thick flood of cum filling her ass. She panted heavily and pulled away from him to sit down and rest, just for a moment to catch her breath. But after that.........

Several hours and over a dozen matings later, completely covered in cum, both her own and her mate's, the arena had fallen silent as the mass of dragons dozed, completely spent from the hours of constant mating, but no couple was more content than the couple that was sound asleep in the middle of the arena. With his arms around her, and one wing draped over them both, they slept more peacefully than they had in the week before.