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Over the next few days James did everything he could to allay suspicions over his disappearances of the previous week or so. Acting the proper novice, he trained hard, arrived on time and looked as fresh as he could manage. Every so often, he would send some warm thoughts to Cill as she lay in her lair.

She seemed to be content as she digested both her thoughts and the excellent joint he had provided. Joe watched him carefully and wasn't fooled, the boy showed no sign of harm though there were times he thought he caught sight of some odd bruises beneath his jerkin during training.

James on the other hand was thinking furiously about what to do next, part of his problem was that he had no friends that he felt he could trust except Joe, and he wasn't sure of his reaction to the news that a dragoness had taken up residence a couple of miles from the keep. There had to be a way to carefully question the man, and find out his likely course of action.

However - he reasoned. There was no reason Joe had to know about Cill. He could simply pose questions about dragons and see what he said about them, he stood there thinking about this idea.

It was certainly better than blurting out the fact of his love's existence, especially if it risked her survival. Grinning to himself, he picked up his kit and walked back into the mess hall.

Back in her warm, cozy lair Cill was growing anxious. She didn't understand the feelings running through her, suddenly feeling hot, then cold... odd desires and the lingering sense of missing James all combined to add to her frustration, her sex had also seemed to have swollen and become very sensitive as she wriggled on the blanket. She felt overwhelmed in the welter of conflicting emotions and growled to herself, where was he? She needed him soon, she knew that much.

Joe sat on the chair opposite James and helped himself to some chicken, pulling the bird apart and choosing a drumstick.

"Mm... so... rest day tomorrow son", he said quietly, "I suppose you'll be off to do whatever it is you do in the forest on your own"

He was surprised at the suddenly defensive posture the lad adopted.

"What do you know about dragons Joe?" James asked suddenly, breaking a roll in half with a snap and spreading it with butter.

"Wha'? No-ones seen a dragon for hundreds of years, in fact a lot of folks thin' they're myths... wha' kind of question is that?"

James grinned at him "I'm just curious, you hear stories about them and how the great knights went out to slay them"

Joe nodded to himself slowly, ahh... fancies himself a great knight does he...he thought.

"Well lad I don't know, myth has it those beasts were huge and terribly dangerous"

James looked at him intently, "And what would you do if you came across one?" he asked quietly, munching on the roll as he watched Joes expression.

"Hell boy, I'm no hero... I'd run like mad and gather some men to kill the beast before it came after the keep"

James nodded and sighed, no help there... he really needed someone to talk to, and as it was, he was on his own. It seemed as though Marre was right and the average person hated dragons.

Joe watched the emotions flicker across James's face, as a warrior he was more observant than most men, it helped to know when someone was about to try to kill you.

He read disappointment and regret and wondered what he had said.

"Lad I hope you haven't got it into your head to go a' hunting dragons, it would be pretty futile, as I said, no ones seen one for centuries.

James nodded "Thanks Joe... no I'm not thinking that... if you had the chance to speak to one though. Wouldn't you be curious?"

He held his breath, wondering if he had given too much away now that the man was intent and curious.

"I didn' know one could speak ta dragons", mused Joe, "Now where did ya get tha' idea from? All I've heard abou' them is how they used ta eat th' cattle and flame people"

James shrugged "I've heard many tales about them", he said, "they weren't all bad apparently, though I've heard that the people who spoke to them tended to be killed by other people when they found out about it"'

There he thought, indirect enough but enough to perhaps trigger an honest answer.

Joe picked up a knife and sawed into the chicken carcass again "Well, I can see why... Ya go round talkin' to ravenin' beasts, people tend to think ya're a little strange in the head", he chuckled.

James grinned as best he could "Well I'll try and avoid it then" He finished the roll and stood up... "I want to go out early tomorrow; there are still some areas of the forest I haven't seen yet"

Joe nodded "be careful out there lad and when you feel you can tell me what you're really up to, I'll listen"

James nodded and went upstairs, feeling confused, and impatient, he felt a surge of desire to be with Cill again, stronger now than before. He looked out at the barbican gate but it had been closed and would not be opened again until dawn. Too late to go out tonight but tomorrow he would be up and out bright and early.

As the sun went down Cill growled to herself... he wasn't coming... he didn't care... she let out a soft whimper and left the lair, confused and wanting. Her hormone soaked mind whirling with confusion and conflicting emotions.

She suddenly had a brilliant idea... perhaps he couldn't get out to see her, she felt for him with her mind and the desire was there she felt with glee, at least as strong as hers.

He couldn't get out the gates, she grinned to herself, stretching her wings out fully and flapping them slowly. She could not transport herself where she had not been before, but perhaps there was another way to be with him tonight.

James sighed as he lay in his bed - unable to sleep, tossing and turning while wondering how he had managed to get himself into this mess.

He could pick up vague hints of Cill's mind, she seemed to be having the same trouble, though seemingly more random. Standing up, he walked naked over to the saddlebags and dragged out both of the bottles that Marre had given him

Pulling out the tiny vial and uncorking it carefully, his nose wrinkled at the acrid scent that reached his sinuses. That was dragon perfume?

He hastily corked it again and looked at the larger bottle carefully opening it and fingering the oil within. It at least seemed to be what Marre had said it was, though it was quite thin and slippery.

Tugging on his breeches he put both bottles back in his bag and sat on the edge of his bed waiting impatiently for dawn.

Cill flapped higher, looking at the keep from above was a lot different from sneaking round the base of it. She was wrapped in her invisibility spell and the sound of her wings were muffled so the guards on the battlements weren't alerted to her, they just felt a passing odd breeze that ruffled their hair and made them stagger a little in their slow patrols.

Searching with her mind, she headed for the barrack rooms above the mess hall. The windows open for the passing cool night breezes. Pausing briefly she grinned to herself, being invisible was fun. Lightly touching down on the roof of the barracks, she walked slowly along them, feeling for the depressed thoughts of her mate. After locating his window, she flapped easily over to it...her talons swiftly grasping onto the stone ledge.

James lay back and wondered if he should close the window, there was an odd breeze that reminded him of Cill, carrying her scent to him.

Hearing a grating noise, he was startled to see several sizable gouges suddenly appear in the stone of his window ledge and the familiar spicy aroma of his ladydragon filled his nose, seeming a lot stronger than usual.

He thought "Cill?' and leaning back he saw the mist rise and vanish as Cill was revealed grinning broadly at him "Mmmm... There you are..." she purred, her bright green eyes wide and eerily focused on him.

James gaped and ran to the window; sure enough, she was clearly visible now and hanging precariously off his window ledge.

"Oh no...' he thought "Cill! Get in here!" he hissed, wrapping his arms firmly around her neck and tugging hard, trying to pull her into the cramped room.

There was a rapid scrabbling as she hooked her hind paws against the side of the building and pushed herself upwards. James groaned, how would sixteen feet of dragoness fit in his room?

Down below, little fragments of stone skittered off the roof of the mess hall as Cill folded her wings close and squeezed her way through the window. Giving a startled squeak, she fell onto heavily the floor and tried to stand up but only ended up bumping her horns against the ceiling

Seeing her tailtip still hanging from his window, James grabbed and pulled it in before the guards saw it. Turning back he saw Cill grinning at him as she looked round the room "Oooh.. So this is where you live?" she cooed, sliding towards his bed and climbing onto it eagerly...rubbing herself against it like a cat and making it creak ominously, "Mmmm.. Yessss... Smells like you"

James was concerned. What was the matter with her to have risked discovery like this?

Cill let her tail curl round James slowly and pulled him closer "I need you now..", she purred, her eyes locked on his, unable to resist he fell onto the bed with her, feeling her body moving suggestively against his made him suddenly burn with lust and desire

He struggled to remain in control and looked up at her "N-not here Cill... We can't do it here..."

Cill looked suddenly as if she was going to cry, "You don't want me?"

James hurriedly shook his head "You know I do", he said, "but we can't mate here."

A little part of him still watching dispassionately thought 'Did I just say that?"

Grabbing her muzzle he caught her gaze and smiled at her "Your lair Cill.. Take me to your lair..."

She writhed against him slowly, "Mmmm?"

Looking down, he noticed her nipples were pink and erect, dropping his gaze further he saw her sex had become swollen and flushed, glistening with her moisture in the dim firelight.

He suddenly remembered what Marre had told him about dragonesses coming into season "Yes dear...your lair..." he murmured while slowly reaching for his saddlebag. "You can use your spells to get us there - Remember?" He said, keeping his voice level and trying to make her focus.

He glanced swiftly at the door noting thankfully that the lock was in place. Cill giggled mentally and reached down to quickly inscribe a travel portal, lightly scratching the runes into the stone floor with a talon.

"There", she said, "Nowww I can come sssee you anytime", she purred.

"Let's go to your home.. I have something nice for you", he murmured, wrapping his arms around her neck and kissing her on the snout. Cill growled lustfully and returned the kiss before triggering the spell that would take them home.

Far below in the courtyard, one of the guards brushed some masonry dust off his shoulder and looked up in time to see a yellowish flash light up one of the windows, shrugging he continued on his rounds ...probably just a novice throwing something on the fire.

Carlina paced back and forth in her own lair, her talons leaving long scratches on the walls as she occasionally lashed out at them, growling in frustration.

She could pick up the hints of Cill's mental state and knew what was going to happen... but she couldn't stop it...she suddenly stopped in her tracks -did she want to stop it? Maybe Noka was right and this was meant to be happening? She thought of talking to her friend Mella, the only other dragoness that would talk to her since the affair was revealed. Biting her talon, she sat down and cried, thick oily tears running down her snout and falling to the ground. It was all that damn humans' fault, she thought angrily.

Cill appeared outside her lair and opened the door eagerly, practically thrusting James in before closing the portal after her. Dropping the saddlebag near the bed James suddenly found himself attacked by a warm, eager tongue and strong but gentle paws that stroked up and down his chest.

He stroked her neck and murmured to her while his foot flipped open the bag lid "Shhhh...lie down love" he murmured while looking at the bed, her eyes glowed and she gracefully made her way onto it. Watching him curiously, he got out the large bottle, uncorking it with a soft pop and made his way towards her. Feeling strangely calm yet excited at the same time he slid onto the bed with her.

"Now relax, my lovely one", he murmured reassuringly, coating his hands in the slick oil he stroked her neck and cheeks, feeling a rumble of approval as he massaged her, the muscles twitching beneath his slippery fingers as he kneaded his way down.

He marveled at her as his hands slid down her chest, hearing her gasp at the surge of pleasure she felt.. Her body was hot and ready and his touch made her burn with desire. She shivered in pleasure and slowly relaxed as he spread the oil over her.

Looking over at the bag James broke away briefly and took out the smaller vial of 'perfume'. Shrugging to himself, he took off the cork and after catching a tiny dab of the acrid liquid on his fingertip, stuck it behind his ear.

After re-corking the bottle, he returned to her, his hands gathering more oil from the larger bottle and spreading it slowly across her breasts.

Cill arched up towards him and groaned softly, her paws reaching out and stroking him as gently as she could manage. Abruptly her nostrils flared as she caught an unfamiliar yet pleasing scent that sent little flashes up and down her spine. Her breathing increased as she looked down with renewed lust at her mate who was now gently rubbing her belly.

Her talons flashed swiftly and James suddenly found himself minus his breeches as they were ripped off and hurled away onto the floor of the lair. Having no time to wonder at this he felt a long, hot tongue suddenly laving his chest and stomach. The eager dragoness swiftly lapping her way down his bare loins towards his sex.

James' shaft was at full hardness as she wrapped the slick length of her tongue around it, flicking the head with the tip, gathering some of the fluid she found there and sampling it, inhaling the scent of her mate and curling the length over his testicles and teasing them until they were rock hard in their sac.

Pushing her head back gently, James leant down and kissed her swollen, sensitive nipples, pulling on them gently with his teeth and hearing her groan deep in her body.

She felt sudden warmth between her thighs and parted them eagerly, exposing her flushed and swollen vulva to his view, her wings spreading beneath her to help balance and her hind paws waving cutely in the air.

James hesitantly reached down and ran his hand lightly over her sex, feeling it twitch and grasp at him. Encouraged he slid a finger along the cleft and heard her groan softly.

"You like that love?" he asked her quietly, she bit her talon and whimpered an affirmative, trying to hold herself back, the soothing oil having relaxed her.

This wasn't how her mother had explained it to her, she had expected to be held down, mounted and hopefully enjoy a few short thrusts before the male finished and fell asleep!

"Mmmmore..." she whispered to him her eyes wide as she watched. Straddling her tail, he bent down and ran his tongue over the outer lips before sucking on them slowly while his tongue teased along them.

Her paws carefully stroked his head as he licked along her sex gently, her scent and taste driving him wild, he found her clit easily and played his tongue over it. She squealed loudly and bucked up at him, her eyes widened in amazement as she had a small climax. Unable to wait any longer she reached down and pulled him up to her muzzle, "Nowwww!" she growled, hips writhing upwards, trying to capture the head of his shaft.

James grinned at her and kissed her snout again "anything for my lovely dragoness" Taking his shaft in his hand he ran the head along her lips and thrust between them swiftly.

Cill squealed loudly as the sharp yet fleeting pain of losing her virginity ran through her, displaced by the delicious hot friction as he mounted her properly.

Her muscles tightened around him as he buried himself within her heat, his eyes meeting hers as the sudden shock of being joined ran through them both and she felt her heart pounding in her chest.

"Oh James", she purred, tilting her head down to meet him in a deep kiss. James felt unable to speak but he managed to start moving within her, the oil helping him slide against her smooth belly hide easily. Finding his voice at last, he murmured encouragement as he met her gaze "Move with me love".

Cill slowly undulated under him, almost squealing again as she felt him strain to get deeper while unused, unknown muscles suddenly came into play, squeezing and sucking around the slippery long shaft, her paws cupping his rump and helping him.

With his hands coming up to rest on her chest as he lifted himself, grinding his loins against the fat lips of her sex. James tried to control himself, speeding up and slowing down when he felt himself nearing a release, unaware he was stoking hidden fires and forces within his mate that demanded release.

Panting loudly and with her tongue lolling from her muzzle, Cill felt herself shudder and climax powerfully beneath her human lover while letting out a roar of delight that almost deafened James as muscular vaginal ripples eagerly began milking his suddenly swelling shaft. He succumbed to the delicious tension building in his loins and with a roar of his own began jetting his seed within her, her muscles forcing the virile stream towards her ripe womb.

Far away, Carlina suddenly jerked her head up in shock, she had felt the triumphant surge of power from Cill that indicated she had mated... growling to herself, she went off looking for Nokala, her own thighs damp for some reason.

Cill groaned, she felt her lover still hard inside her and kept moving slowly as her eyes refocused. The surge of hormones diminishing as her biological imperative was fulfilled. Finally able to think clearly she licked James on the chin, watching him grin up at her

"Wow", was all he could say before kissing her once more, "how do you feel?" he asked.

"Oohhh..wonderrrrrfulll" she groaned, enjoying feeling him still hard within her sex, "Is it always this good?" she wondered, starting to move with him again

"Oh I hope not", he chuckled, "I hope it gets better and better..."

A giggling Cill stroked his back slowly with her paws "This isn't how dragons mate" she said with a mock pout, "Mama said the male should be on my back."

James chuckled and kissed her snout again "well why don't I turn over and I'll let you be on top for a change"

Cill blinked and nodded, tucking her arms around him and rolling on the bed so he was looking up at her.

"Oh you look wonderfully sexy like that", he said, reaching up and stroking her breasts, which were conveniently close despite the size difference.

Cill let out a soft growl of pleasure as he teased her nipples again, her hips working in the ancient rhythm.

"Oh I want to do it again..." she purred while looking down at him, the fiery look coming back in her eyes as she watched his slick shaft sliding in and out of her sex.

Resting her talons on the floor of the lair, she closed her eyes and worked her rump feeling little flashes of pleasure coming every time her clit brushed the firm flesh as it slid within her, flexing her wings in sheer pleasure as she felt the love from her chosen mate.

She did not see the tiny sparks from her talons earthing themselves in the ground and the growing feeling of power in her body. She only knew she wanted to climax again and feel him ejaculate within her.

Holding on around her neck, James was in heaven, arching himself up he made sure he slammed hard against her belly as she came down. The bed began to look a little tattered as they mated furiously again.

Groaning Cill felt herself near her orgasm again and leaned to lick him "Yessss... In me again... do it inside me again" she murred, feeling her womb twitch at the thought. She closed her eyes hard and strained hard against him as her body shuddered.

James was panting hard as he felt a painfully powerful orgasm rip through him, draconic muscles emptying his balls and holding him deep inside her, each spasm making him groan out her name.

Closing his eyes in ecstasy, he rode out the pleasurable waves that made them both shake and tremble uncontrollably. The yellow glow started along Cill's spine, but rapidly grew to cover her whole body and then went on to envelop James as well.

Neither of them knew of it at the time, but they both felt the pleasure grow until they could not stand it anymore and slowly Cill toppled over on her side as her mind blissfully blacked out.

James felt his eyes roll back in his head and collapsed beside her, a smile on his face, the glow played over them both a little more and then faded away, leaving the two lovers sleeping wrapped in one another's arms.

Several hours later: After negotiating unfamiliar territory and braving unknown hazards a small squadron of James's eager sperm surrounded Cill's tiny ripe egg. Unable to gain entry they swam around it bumping against it until a fleeting yellow flash rippled across its surface.

Taking his chances, the strongest swimmer darted in triumphantly as the others were barred. No-one knows exactly what happened when the two gametes met and fused, but the suddenly active ball of cells wasn't going to take any shit from any human genes, and the human genes weren't exactly happy with the dragon genes either. However, somewhere along the line a compromise was reached, almost a time-share agreement, the little ball settled and grew slowly, biding its time.

James was the first to wake, finding himself sprawled naked next to a loudly snoring dragoness, he ran his hand through his hair and over his face with a huge grin, he felt great.

Running his hand over his chest, he suddenly realized he didn't have any bruises anymore. He looked at back at Cill, still out ...Looking round the lair he saw what looked like a pantry and wandered over to it slowly. Choosing a likely looking haunch of mutton, he tied it with a vine and set it spinning slowly over the fire.

Walking back to the bed and pressing at his skin he wondered where his bruises had gone, how long had he been asleep? Surely it was morning but of what day? He felt strong and healthy... and he had a mate now.

That thought was slowly becoming more obvious in the cold light of day. He had to figure out exactly how he was going to deal with this situation; after all becoming a knight seemed a hollow endeavor now he had a mate to feed and protect.

A mate...he suddenly went cold as he remembered what Nokala had said about the clan. He would soon have to face a bunch of very angry dragons, any one of which could rend him into bloody chunks if they wished. It wasn't a pleasant thought so he veered away from considering it for now.

Looking down at Cill, he smiled and looked at her sleeping so peacefully. Noticing a little streak of blood along her tail from when her virginity was taken he reached into his pocket and taking out Caroline's handkerchief , gently wiped it away before returning it to his pocket for safekeeping.

Nokala arrived back at his lair yawning widely, Marre having kept him up most of the night searching for some obscure spell ingredients, padding into the main room he saw Carlina curled tightly at the edge of the warm pool they kept there.

"Carli?" he murmured...stroking her back gently with a paw.

"Oh Noka...she did it... She let th-that monkey couple with her... I'm so ashamed, where did I go wrong?" Carlina cried hugging her mate tightly.

"She did?" Nokala grinned over her shoulder, "Well now... Looks like we are the first clan to welcome a human member then"

Carlina's eyes flew open "WHAT?" she screeched, "You can't be serious! I will not have a chattering hairy ape in our clan!"

Nokala held her by the shoulders and spoke calmly, "By dragon law, he is her mate now and we will not abuse that law and our hospitality"

Carlina snarled at him and stalked out, talons flashing and scraping sparks from the wall in her rage. Nokala grinned to himself. That was more like his Carli.

Cill's nostrils twitched as the smell of roasting sheep filled the air, her eyes opening slowly... half-lidded and languid with residual pleasure, feeling immensely satisfied she licked her snout and rolled over to see her mate with a freshly cooked roast.

James sat on the bed next to her and sawed off a chunk with the knife from his saddlebag.

"Breakfast in bed for a lovely yet hungry dragoness", he chuckled, offering it to her. Cill giggled and daintily took it from him, taking the opportunity to tease him again by licking her talon slowly with her tongue.

"Mmmm", she purred at him, I could get used to this, she thought

"I think its still the same week", he chuckled, "but as to the day...well, I'm assuming it's still my day off ", he kissed her snout gently "And I'm going to enjoy it with you"

Cill felt her cheekruffs flush as she recalled the previous night's events.

"Oooh....did I do what I think I did last night...did I really fly into your room? I felt so odd...but good too"

James nodded and tickled along her ears gently "Oh yes...I thought you'd end up with your pretty rump being peppered with arrows. Marre said that females got funny notions when they were in season", he snickered, "You did look funny though when you fell onto the floor"

Cill gently poked him with a talon, "I never look funny, I am always dignified"

James grinned and kissed her on the tip of her snout, "Oh yesss...so dignified with your mouth wide open and gasping in pleasure, my sweet dragoness"

He nibbled at her neck playfully as she flushed even brighter, "I didn't", she denied flatly, sucking on a talon.

"Oh yes you did, and I want to make you do it again and again", he chuckled kissing her firmly before offering her another piece of meat.

"Now...eat your breakfast like a good dragoness and let's go have a swim as I for one am very sticky"

Joe tapped quietly at James's door. It was way past breakfast time and the lad hadn't shown, his horse was still in the stable too. He gently tried the latch and felt it stop, ahh... locked from inside, obviously he was still sleeping and trying to catch up on himself. Nodding in satisfaction he left quietly ...at least he knew where he was now.

The two lovers splashed in the water, James slowly washing Cill all over, removing the oil and sweat until her scales were clean and glowing again.

She in turn bathed him, dunking him firmly under the surface several times for laughing at her and making her blush again. They made love again on the grass under the warm sunlight, slow and languorous this time, taking delight in one another's company and sharing an intimacy they had come to treasure, strengthening the bond between them.

He lay atop her as she lay on her back with her wings spread wide to dry in the sun. "Mmmm...your mothers going to be so pissed", he murmured to her.

Cill snorted, "I think she is just jealous... She said male dragons can only do it once then fall asleep"

James grinned "What? The mighty powerful dragons only manage to climax once then keel over?" He felt a laugh well up in him but stifled it quickly, "Surely she wasn't talking about Nokala", he ventured.

"I don't know... Perhaps you can ask him next time you see him?"

"Uh...no...I don't think so", he said hesitantly, "I'm already terrified about becoming part of your clan. I don't think the others will like me much".

Cill leaned up and licked his neck slowly, "You will be safe...Father and the law will protect you", looking up he stroked her gently beneath her snout, "And I will protect you too..." She wriggled under him deliciously and he used his fingertips to see if he could find anywhere else that a dragoness was ticklish.

Marre almost dropped the flask he was holding as Nokala suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Damn it Lad, warn me before flicking in like that," he chided gently.

"Sorry Marre, well...It looks as if our horny human has done it...if he's still alive"

Marre's eyes glittered, "Well well, he didn't waste much time, though I doubt Cill let him get too far away before she went hunting for him"

"What? Why?" asked Nokala

"She would have come into season - Oh... I'd say about yesterday evening," Marre said with a wide grin.

"You knew she was in heat?"

"Obviously... and you should have seen it too. She had been primed by his actions and words and well... it wouldn't have taken much to trigger her heat"

Nokala grinned, "You think he followed your instructions then?" he said while pouring himself a large drink.

"I hope so... I wondered what that surge I felt last night was... If Cill's power has been awakened, we shall soon see what it can do"

He joined Nokala on the loungers and they clinked their tankards together in a human-like gesture of toasting the happy couple.