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The flicker of lamplight on the walls cast bright enough light in the extravagant room that Celia could see everything in sharp relief, from the soft gold of the blankets on the bed to the decorations done in gold and gems along the walls. Riches were everywhere, a testament to the dragon’s wealth, power, influence, and the reason that she had offered her body to him in exchange for a treaty to keep her own home safe. Just seeing the room told her he was successful with his raids and battles, and she had made the right choice.

The dragon was a deep iron grey, the horns curling along his head with a broad muzzle that showed a tracery of horns just a few shades paler than his body. The ice-blue eyes that fixated on her were ones of interest and heat, the same interest he had shown when she had given her offer. She sucked in a breath as he padded around her, her naked body exposed in the room and doing her best to not show anything other than her resolve. She was going to do this, she wanted to do this, and the dragon that displayed himself did so with a flagrant confidence.

“You are lovely by human standards.” Surash purred the words out, his voice a deep baritone as he slid his hand over her body, talons playing lightly.

She sucked in a breath as she felt the smaller scales of his hand rub against her, examining with a press that left her feeling a small surge of arousal and embarrassment both. He was impressive, half a foot taller than she was and broadly built, with a body that radiated warmth as he slid in closer and ran his fingers upwards to cup along her breast. His thumb drew over the nipple to cause her to suck in a breath that stimulated her, hardening the nub as his other hand moved to cup the other side, intrigued by the weight of them, the feel of them.

The dragoness’ weren’t built like a human, like a drake, they were flat chested, their bodies may have been more curved, but that was really the only nod to femininity. Her body was clean shaven save for her head, trying to mimic what she could, but the drake was more fascinated with her breasts as he lifted them upwards and gave a flex. His talons just lightly bit against her skin so that she cried out and he hissed a sound of pleasure before his hand moved lower, gliding between her thighs and sliding his touch just inwards to brush against the soft smooth lips of her pussy.

She gave a startled jerk as he rubbed, the skin feeling more tender and reactive to his touch, but he only rubbed a bit more firmly, dancing back and forth. Her breathing was coming faster, a little pant that escaped her parted lips while he slid his hand down her stomach and seemed to enjoy the feel of soft skin beneath his touch instead of scales. She knew that part of the reason he had accepted was because of her uniqueness, a human mated to a dragon, married to a dragon, bound soundly to him so that she wouldn’t ever risk leaving his side.

“I’ve been told so..” Celia breathed out and then let out a noise as his fingers pushed between her thighs to curl along her folds.

“How very vulnerable..” He breathed out and moved behind her, his scaling rubbing her back as he pushed his fingers upwards.

A dragoness might have flat clamped scales over her sex, but she was open to his touch and the lightest curl began to push into her body so that she cried out. This was not what she imagined her wedding night to be, but her body was flush with arousal as he explored her with two fingers at first, gently probing and teasing, rubbing inwards so that his fingers curled downwards. The gentle flex caused her body to shudder briefly and he pushed further into her while his nose brushed her neck. The hot breath tickled as he flexed his finger on her breast, the possessive touch wandering while she writhed a little bit in reaction.

She pushed back against him and there was a smooth slide of the finger that was wedging into the depths of her passage, making sure that she felt a little spasm that ran through her. Her inner walls were tightening down, squeezing with a flex that worked through the tip of the finger that teased through her. She shivered a little bit, arching her entire body stiffened up in reaction as she felt the next curl of the fingers inside of her. The exploring touch stimulating her as the other hand massaged her breast, pulling her in closer against him.

The heat of his scales were pressed against her back and she felt the line of his vent opening, the plates of the scales swelling before pushing upwards against her spine. She shivered a little bit and arched as the line of the cock gave a series of plunges upwards, slow series of grinds as he explored her with obvious delight and passion. The gentle movements were running the scales over her skin and making her swallow a noise in the back of her throat. Her body was shivering a little bit as the line of the cock twitched upwards, spilling out a trail of wet precum that oozed downwards.

She tried to give a small pull backwards, her breath rasping free a little bit with a shivery burst while there was another slide of the hand on her breast. The fingers slipped against the tip of one nipple, drawing downwards just a little to make her whimper out and he let out a pleased noise before giving a little nudge forward against the bed. She moved automatically, her heart beating so fast that her cheeks were flushed a deep red color as she felt the length of him sliding further up. His finger slide from her, carrying glistening strands of her juices with him.

“Do I please you?” She asked as she was turned, her heart in her chest, her eyes sliding down his grey scaled body.

She knew what a human man looked like, but the drake in front of her was utterly alien. There were no testes, nothing save the length of the cock that was jutting forward from the opening of his vent, the scaling parted neatly just as it was designed to do. His tip was broad near the base, tapering towards the tip nearly like a tear shape, while the shaft itself boasted a line of ridges that stood out sharply. She knew they were designed to stimulate a dragoness into ovulating when she was in season, but they were daunting to her as he pushed her back onto the bed.

Her bed? This was her bed now, she’d never have another…

The thought made her swallow as Surash dropped his head down and flicked out the length of his tongue. The heat of it spread over her nipple and caused her to cry out shortly and bow her back upwards as the dragon thrummed his pleasure in her. His knee pushed up and teased her legs open as he twisted his tongue around her nipple and drew it into his maw with a powerful caress that made her squirm. She had to respond to him, she knew that dragons wanted their females to bold about what they wanted, causing Celia to behave just as she imagined a dragoness would. She reached down and caught the tip of his cock in her fingers, sliding down to feel the weight of him, the dark violet-red girth twitching slightly and oozing out precum against her as he gave a thrust forward.

The ridges slid through her hand as she gripped down and he licked again, his teeth dragging just along either side of her nipple to make her cry out. His other hand curled along her hip and stroked, the scales strange feeling rubbing along her as he explored her with a possessive confident air. He had only agreed because she was human, she knew that, and Suresh took his time to enjoy his new conquest as she shuddered and bit out small noises. Her heart was starting to beat faster and her cheeks flushed red as the dragon gave another thrust through her fingers.

“Always so interesting.. how humans change their coloring.” He said in a thick heavy voice, drawing his cock backwards with a glide. “Do you always flush so red?”

“No, n-not always..” She managed before the line of the cock slid right along her inner thighs.

It slipped from her fingers, she swallowed and could feel her pulse in her throat, she didn’t know what to expect. She had tried to prepare herself, tried any number of times to get herself to think of what this would mean, but now she was left breathing faster, her eyes wide and feeling the demand to dragon above her. He was larger, heavier, his weight pinned her easily, casually, and she had to move her fingers up to the broader scales of his chest, but it didn’t stop him from pushing down with a little roll the slipped up to touch the freshly shorn line of her labia.

The cock tip sent out a splatter of precum, oozing out along her bare sleek pussy, caressing her before she let out a noise and he gave a slow grind forward. His scaled body felt strange against her, sliding just a little bit while he traced upwards and there was a small surge forward. The pressure began to build up while the hips were pushing forward with another roll forward. The powerful movement began to spread her slowly, he was taking his time, seemingly trying to differences of her body compared to a dragoness as her body adjusted to the strange shape of him.

The tapered tip was the easiest to handle, feeling the next lunge that started to swell and the first ridge that pushed into her caused her body to contract down again. The sudden flex dug down with another squeeze that molded around the length that worked through her, testing her depths before she felt a wet splatter of precum was burning hot that flushed out into her passage, drooling backwards messily. It caused her body to tense up again as he worked to push in deeper, making sure that her body was strained to form a taut O around him.

His fingers slipped to either side of her breasts, the light claws danced against her as he began to get a feel for her body, drawing backwards with the ridges slipping free. She wriggled a little, twisting just a touch while Surash let out a low groan of pleasure and he put more of his weight into the thrust. She felt the power beneath his muscled body as she moved her hands up, sliding to either side of his scaled body, spreading outwards, smoothing downwards towards the curve of his hips as she felt the power trembling through him, just barely held back as he grew more animated.

Celia felt the slide of the hands moving down to grip either side of her hips, gripping down firmly as the length of the cock plunged ever deeper into her, pushing until she felt the tip brushing right along her cervix. The light caress teased through her, sending a shudder rushing down her body and making her lift upwards again. She balanced with him as the spire began to slide backwards, the ridges tugging firmly backwards with a messy sound that began to drag through the length of her walls. The smooth stroke making sure that her body was quivering as there was a sudden flush of precum flooded deeper inside of her.

The next thrust pushed into her, forcing until she felt the line of the scales pushing right up against her pussy, grinding forward with enough force to make sure that every last inch was driven forward. The tip was brushing right against her cervix, it caused her walls to contract down again, the powerful suckling sensation massaging along the length of the shaft that was beginning to saw in and out of her body. Each movement starting to make sure she was tensed up, wriggling a little while the belly pressed down against her and she felt scales along her chest.

Her hands moved, sliding around his back, trying to brace herself as the drake used his body confidently, making sure that the angle pushed right against her g-spot. The shocks of pleasure forced a short sound from her throat, her breathing picked up the pace and she gave a small twist in place, trying her best to ignore the ache burning through her lower belly. The ridges were caressing and tugging, precum churned inside of her as she grew wetter and she moved one hand back to grab the edge of the bed. Celia braced herself as best as she could before there was another thrust that made the bed rock roughly beneath them both.

He was powerful, designed to make sure that every last part of her body was put on edge, claiming her and she responded. She was growing tighter, the interior muscles were working with a little jolt that made her squeeze her eyes shut. She arched up higher in the air while the dragon’s tongue began to dart out again, teasing and stroking with a gentle curl that started to spread over the edges. The tongue was powerful, twisting and curling just a little bit, making the nipples stiffen up further and made her body react. Stimulating her so that she let out her own noises, not at all like the harsh bestial growls that echoed from above her.

Her body was suddenly reacting with a powerful flex. The contraction tightened near the base of him as he bore down and snarled again, his breathing harsh and talons bit down against her hips. It was a light hold, just hard enough to make sure he knew that he was in control as the powerful plunges were squelching messily. There were a churning of juices that were spreading through her, making her eyes squeeze shut as she let out another noise. Her reaction seeming to please him as the tongue dragged with a little dart and sweep, making her body writhe again before he plunged forward.

The ridges were starting to stand out sharply, catching against her g-spot, forcing through her gripping muscles as Surash lifted his head up and gaped his jaws open. The tongue flicked out lightly as the next thrust forward hit hard against her cervix again, pushing just along the narrow opening, the tapered tip nudging forward with a gush of wet fluid. It was spilling outwards, coating and smearing over the edges as the sharp edges of the ridges that popped free with a series of wet slurping sounds as the juices clung messily in strands along the engorged shaft.

Surash’s next call came out with a short roar as the hips lifted forward at just the right angle as his cock began to throb and quiver, jerking upwards and Celia managed to let out a short cry. Her body stiffened up as the first hot pressured stream of cum erupted from the cock tip. It was flushing into her belly, pushing right up against her cervix, flowing and spreading, sending the heat pouring through her at just the right angle to make sure that it was flooding her womb. Her inner walls were clenching down harder, locking around him as another stream of cum began to pour past her cervix, more than anything she could have imagined.

Rope after rope of it, flushing deeper and pouring outwards with a little tremor as her walls contracted down again. There was a heat spreading deeper as his hips gave a series of small lunges, the surges helping to push the seed in deeper, spreading through her belly, making it open up wider and she was struggling with the sheer amount of seed that was pumping inside of her. The warmth of it made her writhe a little and he pushed his hips down a bit harder, his jaws parted open with a little flick of his tongue down over her breasts.

“Now… you are mine.” Surash growled softly, his chest vibrating while the hips gave another push forward, forcing the cock just that much deeper and more of the hot cum poured into her belly. “Our bargained sealed with my seed.”

She could feel herself stretched a little wider, stomach bulging outwards just a little bit while she shifted her weight a little bit again. The twitching of the cock started to ooze out thicker, heavier, the small gets were splattering outwards. It was hitting right up against her cervix, coating her, thickening as it went and she let out a noise in the back of her throat. This was it, consummating the marriage, there would be no going back now, and she suddenly realized that the oozing liquid was blocking up the cum pumped inside of her. Making sure that when he drew out, it wouldn’t spill back out immediately, making sure it was going to be easier make sure she would carry his eggs.

It was just a little bit of lore that she had learned ages ago, a hint of something that made her feel flustered. The dragons were designed from the start to rival one another for fathering clutches, they had always cuckolded one another to certain extents. Evolution had gifted them the ability to make sure that their seed would hold in place long enough to make sure that they had a chance at any of the ripe eggs waiting for them. Somehow, she had expected that part to be different, but she could feel her cervix being sealed up by her new mate. And she had no idea how long that would last.

~ ~ * ~ ~

“What are those?” Celia asked, staring at the spread of fabric that had been laid out on the dark color sheet.

The small servant was little more than a lizard, smaller than her shoulder and smiling at her in an appeasing expression that made her uneasy. She was still sore from the morning pleasure that the dragon had taken with her, not in pain, but she definitely felt just how well he had enjoyed her scaleless body. Her stomach was slightly swollen outwards, as if she were in the earliest signs of pregnancy, and she imagined she could feel the gel plugs inside of her. Not simply the first, but the second as well, causing her to be careful how she moved.

“Your outfit, mistress.” The servant said with a little bob of his head. “The master wished you dressed well for the morning court.”

“This…” She began to protest and stopped, swallowing a little as she picked up some of the material.

It was thin, see through, giving only a light film of color that would have looked delightful on any pale scaled dragoness to give her a hint of color, but on her… It was all done with a loose flowing style that was gathered at the wrists and neck with gold cuffs that could be fastened down and inset with emeralds that matched the green gauze. There was no tail cuff, which meant they had designed this for her in mind, only keeping to the familiar style that all females wore, but no female had breasts like she possessed, they were like the males.

She wanted to protest, but she had already noticed that her baggage had been taken from her. It was likely thrown into storage so that her only personal belongings were those of books, writing material and a handful of jewelry that was deemed appropriate to Suresh’s mate. The generosity in the gold cuffs and collar boasted that he wished to show her well and she was given no choice but to allow the servant to dress her in the material and do her best to control the flush that rose to her features as it was draped over her.

There were no overlapping folds to hide her, instead, she looked down at her body through the cause and her nipples perked up at the rubbing that brushed back and forth against it. The stimulation tantalizing even as she wanted to shy away from it, but she tolerated it as best that she could while the gold collar was wrapped around her throat and the cuffs were attached to her wrists. They were lovely and intricate, designed to display his wealth on her body, but she would have appreciated them more if they had been thinner, and less like restraints.

The servant helped to draw the length of the fabric out and down along her legs, spreading it so that the outer edges were starting to spread against her ankles. The only other concession to her humanity past the lack of a tail ring, had been a pair of sandals that were used to make her a bit taller, likely so that she wouldn’t be overlooked. It caused her to fidget just a touch, her breathing coming faster as she glanced to one side and then the other, letting herself look in a mirror with a small twinge as she saw the way that her stomach was pressed out. Not far, but enough that the thin fabric caught against it, enough to make her want to make her stay in her room.

Her hair was done in loops, intricate and adorned with small gems and gold chain, but not allowed to drape down so that she could use the long dark curls to hide her breasts. The longest loop of hair only brushed her shoulders and she knew that this was all being done on purpose. She lifted her chin a little in the mirror, putting a set expression on her face as the last bit of decoration was put on her and she was considered presentable. Let the world see her this way, it didn’t matter, she knew that this was her place now and she would do what he wanted of her.

“The courts await, lady.” The servant hissed softly and gave her a sidelong look, the expression expectant on his face.

“Yes they do.” She breathed out, and moved to one side to approach the door. This was what she had signed up for after all.

~ ~ * ~ ~

The morning court was far more full than Celia had imagined, and her new Lord was smiling as he greeted her, drawing her close with an air of pride as he let his eyes rove over her. She was exposed, the clothing she had been given made sure that parts of her were entirely put on display as her nipples were firmed with each movement, her steps light and delicate as she glanced around with a little swallow. She was an oddity here, though there were a handful of other species’, most weren’t human or even near human. The dragons ruled this place and their eyes kept shifting towards her.

“Your stomach still shows my seed.” Surash said softly, but not because he didn’t want to be overheard, his hand slid along her hip. “It’s proof that we sealed our bargain, you and I.”

“I suppose that must be it.” She answered, her cheeks heating up, the points of heat burning along her upper cheeks. “I wouldn’t think I’d still be…”

“Ahh but that is good, it means that you are quite suited to this life.” He murmured and his hand slid along her rounded belly, feeling along the tight skin, but not digging downwards.

He touched her lightly, the movement one of pride that made her feel a dubious mixture of humiliation and her own understanding that this was the life she had come into. There was something in dragons that were designed to show their prowess, both males and females were the same in that manner. She let her eyes flick around and she saw that one female was gravid with eggs and inviting others to look at her rounded stomach, even wanting to have it be touched in a way that caused her to try and reaffirm just what her new position here was going to be.

She had made it, there was no doubting now that the treaty had been sealed and as long as she remained at Surash’s side, there would be no risk to her people and land. The dragons held a high honor on such matings and once they were sealed, they wouldn’t condone him simply casting her aside. It was one of the ways that it differed from human customs, and she found herself trying to adjust the way that she was thinking as she was moved around the room. There was a slide of the hand against her, a gentle slip that ran up along the length of her back as he guided her to the open area near a fountain and a few lounging females stopped to look at her.

Other males don’t have mates that breasts… or visible genitalia… She thought, a bit ruefully, though she noticed at least two males that were caressing well swollen bellies. This is what I signed up for, this is their home, their stronghold, I can do this, truly I can.

“You’ve got yourself a human?” A purring sweet voice made her eyes snap back to see a gold dragoness smiling towards her. “I didn’t’ expect that.”

“I have exotic tastes.” Surash purred his words out. “Not that I wouldn’t enjoy the view of golden scales on my bed, she was quite persistent with her offer, and bold.”

“She looks quiet now.” The dragoness commented, tipping her head to one side in a way that caused Celia to stiffen up.

_I didn’t come here to just be made fun of. I am royalty, of a lesser line, but still. _ She thought and drew her battered dignity around her like a cloak.

“I’m quiet because my lord kept me up long into the night.” She said, finding it hard to get the words out, but it seemed to please Surash. “After all, it’s been far more intense than I imagined it would.”

“As you can see.” He put in and slid his hand down with a squeeze against her stomach. “I will have her clutching in no time, such a passionate little hominid.”

She tried to lift her head as high as she could possibly lift it, tipping her head forward so that her breathing was coming just a little faster and she tried her best to keep it under control. This wasn’t just her introduction as being Surash’s mate, this was her victory lap as she was put through her paces and kept herself so close that she was nearly pressed against him as there were a few who looked a bit more interested in her, one even almost moved out to touch her belly. She had to move out of the way of that, causing a bit of masculine laughter and the heat in their eyes made her tense up briefly before she reached out to catch Surash a bit more firmly so that she was drawn in just a little closer to her mate.

They were starting to cause more of a stir while more people came to join the morning court. This was the place that many deals would be made, it was the same place she had come to give her proposal to the dragon, it wasn’t real unless it was witnessed. She was starting to feel herself a bit more swollen and heavy, the weight of her stomach being carried lower as she drew in a breath and there was a glance at the people that were watching her closely. She realized that there was a small gathering that seemed to be a little more interested in Surash’s movements, most of them younger males, she thought.

It was on their second circuit of the court that she came to realize one key feature in the way that dragons bred. What went in, must come out, and her body was ill prepared to deal with the gel plugs shifting inside of her. They were breaking down, and she didn’t have the tight interlocking scales of a female to hold it inside until there was an appropriate moment to dispose of what was coming out of her. The only hint she had was a pressure building inside of her as Surash paused to talk to a group of traders, and when she moved, something slipping that caused her to suck in a breath.

The warm trickle ran along her inner thighs, thick creamy rivulets were gathering and running downwards. It felt as if she wet herself, but it was thicker, and clinging in strands together, oozing along her inner thighs, her knees as the sheer amount that began to come from her made it impossible to hide and the sharp scent of drake filled the air. She stiffened up and moved her hands in front of herself, not daring to press the fabric down for fear that it would catch and soak in the cum that was trailing downwards.

Celia drew her legs tightly together to prevent it from hitting the ground as the burst liquid made her draw in a deeper breath and let it out shakily. Her eyes were going wildly around the edges of the court, trying to find a way to move back to her rooms as quietly as possible before Surash moved his hand down to take her wrist firmly in his own. The large curl of the fingers squeezed downwards and gave a gentle flex before they were pulled to one side, revealing the glistening cum coated line of her pussy. It was clear that he wanted to make sure that he was truly showing his virility.

There was no denying it, the pearly whiteness of it against the dark tan color of her skin was a livid mark that the gel-plugs had given way. Her stomach flattened slightly as the drake slid his paw against it and drew her closer towards him, his arm casually sliding around her hip. He didn’t give her a chance to get away, instead, the human stood there and felt how the thick viscous strands clung to her outer lips, oozing slowly, marking her and even trickling right down along the back of her legs. She was flushing hotly, finding it hard to keep a pleasant expression as she knew that her face was flushing with a mixture of white and red.

“Poor thing, she doesn’t have the scaling to keep it to herself.” She heard a soft voice comment from somewhere close, making her cheeks burn even hotter.

“Surash knew it too, the devil.” Another voice, higher pitched, but male. “He just wanted to display how much he’d managed to fill her.”

“Not a bad ploy, really.” The first voice said and the tone turned to a husky one. “I have to wonder, just how much is going to escape, such a mess for the servants to clean up.”

“I had assumed he’d just fill her with a bit of water and a plug, you remember how old Birran tried to fool the court?” The first female said with a little laugh that was echoed. “He almost pulled it off too.”

She couldn’t believe what they were talking about, the casual air that made her swallow a lump in her throat and she fought not to cry. She wanted to flee, turn around and bolt back to her room, dig out her clothing to make sure that she was covered again. She felt her eyes watering a little bit and she trembled as they continued to talk about the fact that one of the older drakes had tried to pass off a mating. It as clear they expected that to happen here, surprising them that Surash had actually taken her up on her offer. The pride mixed with her utter shame as she shuddered under the drake’s touch.

“Rmmm? Feeling chilled?” Surash purred out softly and drew to one side, drawing her in closer. “Humans have so little protection from the elements.”

“Be careful moving her too quickly, you’re going to cause an even larger mess.” Someone teased lightly, the rough humor of a younger drake that made tears spring to her eyes.

“I’m not that cold.” She answered, trying to sound relaxed, this was what he expected of her. She knew that she was going to be expected to behave this way daily.

_This isn’t a one time thing, this isn’t isolated, this is my life. _ She thought, her pride being twisted into horror as he drew her towards an area that boasted broad dark pieces of rockwork.

“Well, we have a spot that is quite warm, normally used for clutching females, but I think you’ll find it pleasant.” Surash offered in such a gentle solicitous manner that it made her flush a bit further, ear tips burning hotly.

She wanted to break down, she had to fight against it as she was turned towards an area of stonework that was causing her to step forward and feel the slide of the cum oozing out of her. She was choking back the urge to run, her body shuddering as she felt so many eyes on her that she was aware of the fact the cum was dribbling down her thighs and her ankles. Her heart was pounding rapidly and she choked back the urge to cry, she wanted to break down, to deny that this was her life, but she struggled through it as people watched her with amusement, pleasure.

Not people. Dragons. The difference was keenly felt as she was guided to rocks that were warm enough that they baked her feet, warming her and there was a black drake watching her with idle interest. His eyes were slowly working their way down and he let out a bit of a snort, a rough noise that made her swallow and she began to tremble worse. Her emotions left raw feeling as she forced herself to maintain a pleasant and smiling expression on her face. She had to maintain that look, because this was what she had agreed to, the culture and customs were not her own.

“Always nice to see a drake go outside of the species.” The black drake said softly, his head tipped to one side. “You’ve got her well dressed, normally they dress in so many layers.”

“She’s a dragoness now, my dragoness.” Surash said with a little growl to his voice. “In all the ways that matter.”

“Oh you’ll have to work hard, they can be fragile things. Still, she’s bold enough I suppose.” He answered and leaned forward, his smile growing a bit wider. “You’ll have to adhere to that treaty, you know. Now that you’ve bred her.”

_Yes, exactly. _ She thought and there was a new pride even as she felt something else give way and she flinched as she realized the other gel plug gave loose.

Her swollen belly was thinning down as it spilled down and it was nearly her breaking point as there was an actual pause in conversation. It wasn’t the awkward pause of people looking at her in shock and dismay at what she had done, it was more interested than anything else. They were taking time to enjoy it and she felt a trickle running along the backs of her legs as the Surash kept her drawn in close to her, his smile tilted down to her as the fragile walls of her self confidence tried to crumble down.

She wanted to break down, she wanted to grab some piece of clothing and run, but instead she was left with holding herself in place by mere threads. Her body struggling not to tremble as the drake beside her regarded her with real pleasure. There was no hint that he recognized her emotions or even understood them. He was more pleased with the fact that he was proving himself to the court and she was left simply to follow. She licked her lips and managed to speak.

“This is a lot to understand.” She managed to say, tipping her head to one side as his fingers slid down and she realized that the cum was gleaming on the floor between her thighs.

“I’m sure you’ll learn to take pride in such things soon enough, my love.” Surash thrummed to her in a meaningful rumble. “You’ll be the envy of many a dragoness even.”

“Of course, my lord.” She answered and inclined her head, as properly as if she were in a human court. This was her life now, and certain expectations must be met and accommodations made. Her body, her future, for the safety of her family’s lands. A good trade.

At least, that’s what she told herself as a small servant scurried out to begin to clean up the mess she left behind, and it would not be the last time that it happened.