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Makaidos puts his plan into motion. He mates the arena champion, taking his warm seed deep inside his tailhole while talking about a possible way out. At the cave, Rayik becomes more reckless with each passing moment. Is there any hope to cure his mating addiction? Read and find out!

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He awoke just after the sun settled. Servants brought spiced meat and fresh water. The two sisters portioned everything. They settled three trays of meat around their favorite corner. The last one stood far away, for a gryphon that was similarly secluded from the group. Rayik bit harshly into the meat, swallowing whole pieces. His eyes darted towards the three of them, yet they never lingered. As soon as he finished, he flew out, shrieking into the night sky.

Makaidos thought about the encounter with Stavoros, but no amount of planning prepared him for the day when he stood alone upon the cold grounds of the arena. Rayik and the females remained behind as Stavoros announced the upcoming fight. Once all the titles and presentations were settled, Makaidos roared out his challenge.

Stavoros descended from the sky. That's when fear strengthened his grip. He always was an imposing dragon, standing almost two heads taller than Makaidos. His milky wings shadowed the sun, and his powerful claws dug into the ground with every step. He would decline. The plan was about to fail. Makaidos stepped back, suddenly unsure of his purpose.

"I accept the challenge," Stavoros bowed his head. "As unexpected as that might be. What stirred your courage, youngling?"

"A desire long forgotten," Makaidos said. "I admired you when I was part of the flock, and still do. Asked myself many times if I could stand against the brunt might and sharp wit of my mentor."

"And?" Stavoros asked expectantly.

"I had a dream last night, where I stood upon your back, licking and caressing your neck as I filled you with everything I had."

That particular thought almost stirred Makaidos' lust. It was a lie, of course. He couldn't talk about escape with the whole arena staring at him. They needed distraction, and a proper mounting was the perfect choice.

Stavoros shook his wings. "I am afraid you will be disappointed, youngling. Your dream will remain just a dream, fickle things compared to the everlasting memories I am going to unleash upon you."

"I will relish your efforts, Stavoros," Makaidos dipped his head.

Both dragons touched the tips of their wings and took position upon the frozen ground. Stavoros was tense. Prepared. Makaidos had to strike swiftly. A single blow from those paws was enough to send him off balance. His eyes darted from wings, to tail, then to the snout. A dragon had so many weapons at his disposal. It was almost unfair to fight against one.

The fight started with a thunderous roar. Makaidos flapped his wings, leaping away from the sudden charge. He whirled around, slamming his tail into the golden dragon's hide. Stavoros shook off the slap with a shake of his head, then brought his wings forward.

Makaidos backed down from the blinding strikes. If he got within the reach of those wings, he was defeated. So he remained away, dancing between the golden dragon's swipes. Stavoros tore the ground as he jumped.

Makaidos tried to tackle him from the air, but the pelting particles of dirt got into his eyes, He growled and blinked quickly. That fickle moment was all that Stavoros needed. He crashed his head into Makaidos hide, sending the smaller dragon sliding along the ground. Makaidos snarled in pain. His wing throbbed with sharp stings, but he couldn't worry about it. Stavoros approached too quickly.

His paws lashed out. Makaidos grabbed one between his jaws and raked his belly with all the others. Claws slid harmlessly along the scales, but tearing them wasn't Makaidos intent. He stretched his hind paw as far as he could, almost touching the drooping sack with the tips of his claws. Her jerked his paw forward...

...and snarled when two heavy blows sent his front paws slamming on the sides. Rows of teeth latched around his neck, subduing any attempt of resistance. Makaidos growled in frustration. He hated to submit!

Stavoros relinquished his grip. "Be pleased. You lasted more than others."

"I will see how long you last inside me, SkySurger," he hissed despite the warm licks soothing the strain from his neck.

Stavoros drew his head back. "I despise titles."

"Yet you name one after the other before these fights."

"Only because it is required of me, youngling."

Makaidos licked his snout eagerly as the golden dragon descended along his chest.

"Sometimes, we must go against our desires to do what we must."

"Always wise. Always...so warm," Makaidos whimpered. He was so close to his slit. So close...

Stavoros dragged his silky tongue between the clenching crevice. Lust stirred inside, pushed forth by the throbbing cock sleeping within its protective sheath. Stavoros circled that particular area, sampling the taste with quick dabs of his tongue.

Makaidos' toes curled with delight. He coiled his tail around one of Stavoros' legs, dragging it towards him.

"Strong pull," he cleaned his moist lips with a quick flick of his tongue. "Young males are always so easy to arouse."

"Who can resist? You always knew how to inspire us. Where to touch. How to touch."

Stavoros growled, allowing his warm breath to descend upon Makaidos' balls. His sack loosened under the cascading heat, just in time for the golden dragon's gentle nudging. He sniffed and felt around the sensitive skin, and when he had his fill he turned onto Makaidos tailhole. Slick warmth swirled around the hard muscle with unexpected speed. Makaidos slammed his tail on the ground. He wanted to take something inside. Something a lot stronger and bigger than a taunting tongue.

"Have me," he begged the golden dragon with a flurry of licks. "Please, fill me."

Stavoros growled with lust. He rubbed fondly along Makaidos' neck as he straddled him. Their bellies pressed together, working up the heat slithering through their slits. Stavoros pushed harder and quicker, until his bulge pressed against Makaidos'.

Makaidos snarled in blissful surprise. He never rubbed slits with another male. Squelching heat smeared between their scales. He felt Stavoros pulsate above him. He grew harder and bigger. The tip of his cock poked out, sinking briefly inside Makaidos' slit. The grey dragon scrunched his eyes shut. Two spurts of precum followed the unexpected penetration, unleashing a long snarl between Stavoros' pressing fangs.

He descended back towards the tail, licking his snout eagerly. Stavoros thoroughly savored the soft rubbing. He allowed their slits to kiss again briefly, then pushed his own sack against Makaidos'. It was warm, silky, and big! Makaidos thrust into it, moaning as their spheres slid and embraced one another.

Stavoros snarled with lust. he thrust quickly until he found the hole, then invited himself in.

Makaidos bit his paw when that happened. He had to wrap his trembling jaws around something if he wanted to withstand the waves of arousal surging through his slit. His cock burst out in a glistening display of arousal, already dribbling with precum. Stavoros was big, even at the tip. The tapered head spread the muscles apart without any problems. Then, the protrusions came.

Makaidos tightened his grip. He almost forgot how special Stavoros cock was. It was barbed all around, with thick, meaty bumps that stimulated the muscles in so many wonderful ways.

"S-stop," Makaidos hissed desperately. "I have to...to tell you something before I stain your scales."

"As you wish, hatchling," the golden dragon snapped his jaws, taunted by the promise of warmth.

Makaidos was grateful. Not many males had the strength to stop once they started thrusting. And even fewer showed consideration for their partner. Stavoros was one of the rare ones. His tongue washed around his snout, slowly subduing the shivers that claimed Makaidos' jaws.

"What did you want to tell me?"

It took a few moments to wash away the heat. Makaidos looked into Stavoros glimmering eyes, tasted his lips, then spoke. "My sentence. It is about my sentence."

"Tell me more."

Makaidos found it hard to speak when gentle teeth nibbled around his neck in such a delightful pattern. He grabbed the golden dragon's head with his paws, pushing him closer into his embrace.

"I want it gone. The Council wanted me to serve five years upon these grounds, and another two after my gryphon companion stained their Chamber with his seed."

"Just like that?" Stavoros rumbled.

Makaidos blinked twice. He was so warm, so silky... "Rayik is...lustful. He lost control after we have been imprisoned, and he is getting worse. We have to find a way to escape, Stavoros, before we lose ourselves."

The nibbling stopped. Makaidos somewhat regretted to insert troubles into what seemed a very promising mating.

"The Council has a strong grip on everything, youngling. I might be able to persuade them if I know the nature of your offense."

That was a load bigger than Stavoros' cock, yet Makaidos had no option but to speak the truth.

"We killed two SkyTalons," he growled heavily.

"Killed?" Stavoros too growled.

Makaidos could almost feel the disappointment oozing out of his maw.

"Yes. I ended them after my gryphon's life was threatened."

"So two fliers?"

"And their riders," Makaidos added.

"It is a heavy offense," the dragon shook his golden head. "I cannot aid you in this one, youngling. Taking a life is harsh, but stealing four of them is something else."

Makaidos crashed upon the frozen ground. "It was worth a try."

"Do not despair, young one," Stavoros' warm licks returned along his neck. "Five years are nothing compared to the life stretching ahead of you. Fly through this storm. Weather the winds. Endure."

He spoke truthfully, though Makaidos mood became too sour to heed proper advice. He scratched along Stavoros' sides, then pushed himself up to lick between his closed eyes.

"I don't care about heavy tasks right now. The only weight that matters is the strength of your seed. I want it to spill deep inside me, and wash all of my troubles away."

Stavoros pushed himself in at once.

Makaidos hadn't expected him to be so swift. His cock slid further inside, scratching the muscles with those wonderful bumps. He felt warm, big, and very accommodating despite his size. Hefty amounts of lubrication slid through his tip, preparing for a full blown penetration. Makaidos licked his snout expectantly. He waited for Stavoros to reach a certain depth, for when that happened, he knew his seed would spill like a raging torrent of sheer lust.

The dragon slid out briefly to reposition himself. He stretched his tail behind, flared his majestic wings, and sought purchase on the frozen soil. Then, he thrust. The hard, throbbing cock filled Makaidos close to the brim. His muscles spread apart wider and wider, struggling to accommodate for the intruding length.

Then, it happened. One of the bumps slid right over his prostate. A harsh spasm forced Makaidos to contract. The pressure unleashed a yowl out of Stavoros throat. Spurred by the heat and his instinct to mate, he pushed himself deeper.

Another bump slid over, then another. Makaidos hissed with relentless fury. Wings flapped, paws kicked, tail swished and coiled around the first thing it encountered. A rush of heated pleasure burst from his slit, threatening to spill forth through his rock hard member. Makaidos bit back his lust by wrapping his teeth around his own forepaw. Spearing pain cut through the haze of lust, allowing him to last a bit longer.

Stavoros snarled. He shoved himself harder, pumping into the overly stretched tailhole until his balls slapped against the squelching entrance. He probably never expected to fit all the way in, judging from his moaning growls. His whole frame shivered with weakness. Makaidos bit harder, determined to outlast the older dragon.

Stavoros was not a weak minded beast though. His desire to mate was strong, and his huge cock loaded with substantial amounts of seed. With a harsh pull, he took himself out. His cock slid farther than intended, greeting the air with short squirts of clear precum. Stavoros humped desperately for his hole, and roared when he found a wet sheath for his cock. He shoved himself right back in, sending rippling jolts of delight across both their frames.

Makaidos became weaker. Stavoros knew his intentions. He picked up his pace, ramming his throbbing pole too quick and too hard. His bumps assaulted his sensitive prostate with a continuous surge while his sheer length whipped the tired tunnel into a heated frenzy. Makaidos couldn't handle such rude stretching and intense stimulation at the same time. His jaws broke free from his paw, erupting with a long moaning yowl.

"My balls. Please..." Makaidos teeth clattered with unbridled lust.

Stavoros looked between his legs, towards his own bulging slit and the tight hole it filled.

"Grab my balls, and squeeze," Makaidos begged. "I want to...to feel your embrace when..."

He couldn't finish thanks to the tremendous pressure washing over him. It drowned his senses with heat and bathed them with unbearable surges of stimulation. Makaidos tightened everything as hard as he could. His wings stretched to their very limits, trembling in their joints. His paws curled hard, shivering with expected lust. His balls lurched, his slit was sealed shut, and his cock stopped throbbing for one lengthy heartbeat.

The pressure exploded from its fetters. A riptide of continuous heat emerged through his quivering slit to erupt from the tip of his cock. The milky fluid splashed hard against Stavoros' scales, staining them with dribbling goo.

The golden dragon snapped at the air and threw his neck up. The intense spasms weakened him greatly, and he soon roared out his own imminent release. Makaidos yowled a pitch higher when Stavoros' own heated seed broke loose inside him. The rush flowed inside his hole, heating him past the point of no return. Makaidos throbbed helplessly hard, unleashing another hard spurt of fertile seed. The pressure exerted on his muscles was tremendous. Not only that. His balls were firmly held inside a warm hind paw, squeezed every time his cock milked itself.

With so many sources of intense stimulation, Makaidos came harder than ever. He pumped everything he got. From the depths of his tailhole, across the tight girth of his balls, and up to his rock hard cock, he poured out every drop of his unbridled lust.

Stavoros took the youngling's release with great pleasure. His claws pierced the ground and his wings flared. They flapped, sending gusts of air as the dragon roared out his peaking pleasure. With each shove of his wings, Stavoros thrust himself and forth, working his great length inside the cum flooded tailhole.

Makaidos snapped his maw shut. Stars danced before his eyes. Even air refused to enter through his flaring nostrils. Everything in his body was tight, thanks to the tremendous spasms tearing his slit apart. He couldn't relax. Not until he spilled everything. So he pumped and roared, suckling on Stavoros' cock until its spurts became weaker and scarcer.

When that happened, the golden dragon dropped like a rock. The immense weight forced a weak roar out of Makaidos' throat. He tried to push him away, but in the end he realized he quite licked the packed warmth throbbing under his tail. With his cock pressed between seed soaked scales and his tailhole filled with cock and seed, he could stretch this mating further than his tailhole.

Stavoros didn't remain silent for long. He perked his head, nuzzling and licking with soft strokes of his tongue. Makaidos adored his affection. He too poked his tongue out, tasting the tongue that danced around his snout.

"I never mated a drake. Not recently, at least," Stavoros said softly.

"Did you like it?"

"More than you can imagine, young one."

Makaidos closed his eyes, enjoying the cascade of licks.

"There is wildness inside you. A fierce strength that drained my essence a lot quicker than I expected."

"Same goes for me. I almost forgot why every male and female in our flock peeked under your tail."

"You think I mated them?" Stavoros asked.

"I know you pleasured many," Makaidos growled with obvious satisfaction. "I am very fortunate to count myself as one of your flock. You are what every dragon should aspire to be, Skysur-"

"Enough words," Stavoros sealed Makaidos maw with his own. They shared a series of long, wet kisses, where they explored and enjoyed each other thoroughly. Their snouts rubbed together, their tongues coiled around and explored each other, and their limbs grabbed or kneaded. Makaidos followed along Stavoros' restless tail, then grabbed his heavy sack inside the clutch of a hind paw.

"How many have tasted your seed?"

Stavoros smacked his lips with longing desire. "Too many to remember. Females, males, dragons or serpents. I took them all without reservations."

"And how many clutches have you raised?"

"A dozen. Strong, feisty drakes not unlike the one that took my seed and fondled my sack."

Makaidos dashed a quick lick between those verdant, sparkling eyes. "We should split. The arena grows restless."

Stavoros worked his receding length inside, stirring the hard muscles into a clenching frenzy.

"They can wait a bit more. The climax is always their favorite part."

His soothing words brought a lot more than reassurance. They filled Makaidos with affection and relief, just like his cock. Stavoros pulled back only when he retreated inside his slit, and even then he hungered for yet another taste. Makaidos spread his legs apart, allowing Stavoros to scoop up his own seed from the depths of his tailhole. That fleshy tongue swirled restlessly around the entrance before it surged inside. Stavoros pushed his snout against the hole, suckling on the rich seed. Spurt after spurt dribbled out to be suckled into his greedy snout.

That heated intervention worked up quite an appetite. Makaidos throbbed weakly every time Stavoros entered him. Memories of that huge, bumped cock were still fresh inside his tailhole. He squeezed hard, and thrust, allowing his tongue to loll out of his maw as he reminisced one of the best and most heated matings he ever experienced.

Makaidos licked his former mentor's snout clean after he finished, then bid him farewell with a long lick under his jaw. Stavoros wasn't willing to let go that easily. He embraced Makaidos with his wings, leaving his neck glistening with draconic saliva.

Because of that, Makaidos not only limped awkwardly towards the exit, but he got hard too, much to the amusement of the fliers waiting behind the gate. They poked their beak or nostrils everywhere, sniffing or licking insistently. Inspection was a defective custom among many fliers, draining both time and patience. Makaidos had to fight his way out of the tunnel before he could take flight. Once his wings spread, he flew swiftly back to his cave, where he was greeted fondly by the two sisters. Both caught the scent of seed immediately. A storm of licks and questions ensued, to which Makaidos was too lazy to answer. He walked straight to the scent touched corner and dropped like a boulder.

The two sisters surrounded him, piling wings and paws on whatever was closest to them.

"We know he took you, Makaidos. Tell us how."

"Did he pierce you deeply? How much seed does an elder dragon hold?"

"Was he rough or affectionate?"

Makaidos closed his eyes against the storm of words. "He was...smooth. Like you. Very considerate where he needed to be."

"That is exciting," the females licked and slurped around each other's snouts.

Makaidos lifted his head to look into their eyes. "Only the mating was. Stavoros cannot help us more than we can help ourselves."

"But he's an elder dragon and mentor to generations of dragons. There must be something he can do."

"Sari, if there was, he would have told me."

"Because he stuck his cock in you?" she taunted with a soft bite to the neck.

"Because we knew each other," Makaidos looked at the ground, reminiscing the moments he spent under Stavoros' wings. Everything happened so quickly back then. There was always a task to complete or adventures to embark upon once he left Endrythel's clutch. Stavoros was everywhere the Fang of Midnight wasn't. He was calm, considerate and affectionate with his flock as if they were his own hatchlings, whereas Endrythel was a reckless monster born of aggression.

"How well?" a dragoness asked. Makaidos couldn't tell which. They both sounded very similar when they whispered.

"We did almost everything together. Stavoros taught me many things."

"Things that slither under your tail?" Sari said. Almost immediately after a presence slid around Makaidos slit.

He snuck his own tail between his legs, catching the culprit just as it attempted to insert itself.

"He told me, showed me, and gave me pleasure, yes. My very first release stained his snout during one of his grooming sessions."

"He must have been quite thorough then!"

"Stavoros had a very skilled touch. Both of you would spend yourselves within a moment if he feasted on your slits."

"I would last," came a hoarse avian chuckle.

All dragons looked towards the most distant corner of the cave, where Rayik made his nest. He surrounded himself with twigs, grasses and garbage and called that amalgamation a proper nest.

"We should sleep." Makaidos shadowed the females with an outstretched wing. They both poked their heads around the membrane, nuzzling it playfully.

"We're not tired."

"Quite the opposite, dear male. We were planning to fly around the forest and test our resilience."

"That comes after we fight, Veristra. Agile paws are more valued in the arena."

"So is flying! An aerial tackle is worth more than any of your grabs!"

Makaidos knew it was futile to stop them once they got started. He slinked behind the females and watched them bicker until their hisses and growls vanished into silence.

"Still planning on ignoring me, dragon?"

"Don't bother," Makaidos roared when Rayik stood up.

"I was just stretching my wings!" he clacked his beak blissfully as his feathers stretched to their very limits.

"Your wit is lesser than your lust, Rayik. If I smell any part of you approaching within a dozen wingspans, I will fly away and leave you here with only metals and rocks to keep you company."

"I must have grieved you harshly to earn such ire."

"You grieved me enough," Makaidos said. "I will not tolerate your petty lust any longer. You choose what you want to be, Rayik. Not this cave, not the Spire. You. And ever since you flew out after those SkyTalons, you made all the wrong choices."

"Like you never make mistakes!" He flapped his wings while his claws scratched the bare rock. "You scale-heads always judge, thinking yourselves above others."

"I am above you, Rayik," Makaidos slowly pushed himself on his fours. "I stand higher than you ever did."

"Big words woven without purpose. What do you have to prove it?" Rayik screeched from his corner.

Makaidos gritted his teeth in righteous anger. "Two nest mates you will never touch again, and a mind sharper than yours ever was. You are a beast, Rayik. A creature ruled by instincts."

"And you are a fool who forgot his roots! These females are deceitful. Selfish. And you trust them more than you ever trusted me just because they have a better hole where you can stick your cock into!" Rayik screeched angrily. "I helped you more than these limp winged sisters ever did! I made deals that saved our hides. I earned our place in the Spire!"

"All you ever earned was spite and deceit," Makaigos growled. "It shames me to know Trys ever saw something in you."

"Do not bring her in this, scale-head!"

"Or what?" Makaidos challenged. "Are you going to fly from your corner and challenge me?"

"I will rob your fertility. By all the fliers of the world, you shall never know the joy of offspring or fill a female ever again!"

"Words, woven without purpose," Makaidos repeated the exact same phrase Rayik used.

That sent the gryphon off his perch. Makaidos tensed, expecting a furious attack. Rayik didn't even look at him. He dashed out of the cave, his screech reverberating throughout the cave long after his wings took him further away.

"Crazed, lust ridden bastard. I hope you fly into a dragon's nest and die!"

Makaidos lashed on anything that lay within his reach. He slammed rocks with his tail, flung trays and objects with his paws, and ran around until the fire left his belly. Then, he curled around himself and pushed his snout into his slit. The scent of his musk mixed with Stavoros' lingering seed soothed his temper enough for him to fall asleep.

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Isn't Stavoros quite the lovely drake? I certainly wouldn't mind finding myself inside his warm embrace because no matter what, that dragon's gonna treat you!

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