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*Hello all, Levian here. just a warning that this chapter took a bit more of an extreme flavor than my past chapters. the sex is rougher, the situations are a little more in the grey area, but the story is still going! *

i'll add a quick summery of the events that happen at the end for those who don't like: semi-consensual sex, rough sex, love biting, mention of blood, and borderline somonophilia. this chapter ran away with itself in the interesting parts, so if the tags don't look appetizing, don't read.

for those who read anyway, comment on what you liked and let me know what ya think. next chapters will not have the same level of gray area, promise~

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Eon opened his eyes slowly, the light from the nearby window streaming in. Last night had been one hell of a night. He had dragons, dragons that relied on him. He had a lot to learn about them and several things he needed to do. Today was finally Sunday and Eon had to get some things done for the week, namely his clothes washing. He had intended to do that Saturday, but no one expected a dragon invasion. Speaking of a dragon invasion…

Levian was laying on the floor by the bed, the big hybrid taking up most of the room on the floor. He looked completely relaxed. His great wings were drooping around his side and his long tail was snaking under the bed. He let out a quiet snore, his tongue lolling out of his maw slightly. Levian's wings were close to the bed, so Eon shifted his hand out from under the covers and into the cool morning air. He ran his hand along Levian's feathered wing half, the hybrid letting out a softer snore. Looking like this, no one could be afraid of Levian. The hybrid looked cute while he slept.

Turning his head, Eon came nose to muzzle with Skree. Skree had decided to sleep right next to Eon's head on the soft pillow. The Wyvern had curled into a ball with his tail tucked under his maw. One of his wings was draped over his body like a makeshift blanket. This close, Eon could see that Skree had more than just a leathery membrane on his wings. There was a very fine layer of fur on them as well, but it would be impossible to notice unless the wyvern was this close and not moving. Eon would have moved his other arm to feel Skree's wing, but he felt another weight on his body. Sitting up a little, Eon was treated to a pleasant surprise.

Lyra and Kira must have snuck into the room after Eon had gone to sleep because both of them were laying on Eon. Kira had snuggled up to Eon's right side and was laying on his arm. The ruby dragon was straddling Eon's arm as she slept, her foreclaws and hind legs curling around the human's arm. Her wings were tucked close to her body and she would occasionally nuzzle into Eon's covered arm, murmuring something in a growly tone. Her tail had wrapped under the blanket and was curled around Eon's wrist.

Eon took the time to get a good look at Kira for the first time. She had red scales like a classic red dragon picture from a child's book, but there were also light hues of green and blue on the fringes of her scales. Some of her scales were even a lighter shade of red and Eon was sure they made a pattern if he could follow them, but the color difference was so subtle that Eon found himself simply gazing along Kira's body. Her wings were held tight, but Eon could see that she had a leathery membrane between her wing fingers. Running along her spine and ending right before her tail began was a row of black spikes. They seemed to flex a little as Kira breathed and they looked like they were lying flat. Eon bet his lunch money that those spines would stiffen into sharp points if Kira were in a bad mood or threatened. Eon had not noticed them before because every time he had seen Kira, Levian was in the room or Kira stayed away. Now that he knew they were there Eon made a mental note to make sure he kept an eye on them. Kira's mood might be telegraphed by these spines.

When she turned her head, Eon could see that the scales on her chest formed plates that covered her belly and probably continued down her tail. These plate scales were a much lighter shade of red. There were three lines that ran along her plate scales along her breast area, three jagged lines where the scales had been split and healed over time. Scars from past battles or something she was born with? Looking along her body again, Eon could make out small irregularities in her scales. Several points along her flank looked like the scales twisted in an odd angle. There were some places along her muzzle where the scales were lightly twisted in the same fashion, and it looked like there was some scarring along the side of her head too.

Eon had assumed that Kira had been the brawn of the two sisters, but if all these patches were remnants of scars, Kira was an all-out brawler from the looks of things. Though that didn't seem right either. Kira came off as hostile, but not challenging. And some of these scars looked too well placed to be gained from random battles. Whatever happened to Kira in the past was probably the reason for her standoffish attitude. Eon locked that knowledge away in important things to ask, but he was going to wait till Kira was willing. He was sure that if he just asked her, Kira would either deny them or make something up.

Eon jumped as he felt something pinch his leg and he looked to find Lyra laying between his legs. the white furred dragoness was nestled between his legs and was splayed out with her wings wide. While the other three had a pattern to how they were sleeping, Lyra looked like she simply fell over and then went to sleep. The pinch came from Lyra biting into the blanket and her fangs pricking Eon's leg. It was a charming sight, minus the pinch to his thigh.

Eon wished he had his phone or a camera, he would love to have something to show the dragons when they woke up. Then he felt Lyra's fangs prick him again. Okay, that was not how he wanted to wake up today. Hoping the dragon was a heavy sleeper, Eon shifted till his left arm was out from under the blanket. His right arm was a little trickier, being embraced by Kira and Skree sleeping above his shoulder. Thankfully Skree and Kira were heavy sleepers as well and did not wake from the jostling on the bed. With some careful movements and some slow wiggling, Eon managed to get his right arm out from under Kira. The ruby dragon rumbled in annoyance till she curled around her own tail, clutching it in the same manner she had been cuddling Eon's arm. Levian let out a snort from the extra noise but he didn't move more than that.

With his arms free, Eon leaned forward and grabbed onto Lyra's forearms and pulled her up into his lap. She let out a mumble in her sleep and went limp in Eon's hold, sliding along the blanket with the same fluidity as a bag of liquid. holding her onto his chest, Eon leaned back and let the dragoness sprawl out. The top of her head was nudging against Eon's chin, her soft fur tickling his neck. The rest of Eon was under the blanket, but her added weight was a nice feeling. She was laying on her side at the moment, content to nuzzle his chin occasionally and mummer things. He wrapped his arms under her forelegs, holding her close.

Her white fur was silky smooth and free of tangles. She was letting out small huff and growls in her sleep, her chest rising and falling with her steady breathing. It was a shame the twins could only speak with mind speak; it sounded like Lyra was talking to herself with the frequency of her growls. Eon ran his hand along her belly as he watched the furred ness sleep. After the events of last night, Eon felt himself drawn more and more to the dragons. Not just in companionship and curiosity, but in a way more primal, lustful. His time with Skree had opened the possibilities to his mind and Lyra was cute and the least frightening of the three remaining dragons.

Lyra let out a growl in her sleep, twisting on top of Eon until she was laying belly to belly with Eon. Her horns were easily in his vision, her long ears up and quivering slightly. Her wings flared out slightly, laying over Eon's body and slightly over Kira's head. Her foreclaws dug into the blanket and she let out a hum. Her tail was swaying slightly, something Eon had come to tell meant the dragons were having pleasant thoughts.

After she moved, Eon's right hand was trapped under her now, forced to stay along her lower belly. Eon didn't mind, moving his hand a little to rub along her belly. Honestly it was hard to see her as a ferocious dragon as she slept. She was so peaceful, even when she snarled in her sleep. Her claws were not peaceful, sticking through the blanket and pricking Eon.

The sudden pricks were more of a surprise, Eon grabbed onto her inner leg out of reflex. Lyra let out a shudder and relaxed, leaning into Eon even more. She was moving her hind quarters a little, her legs flexing slightly. Eon could feel the muscles tense and relax, her backside moving side to side in her sleep. Lyra must have been having trouble getting comfortable laying on Eon after lounging on the mattress. Eon simply relaxed and let her get comfortable.

Eon thought he heard something like a voice, a quiet whisper that he could just hear. It would have been easy to ignore, but it happened again and again over a short time. It sounded like mind speak, but Kira was still asleep and Lyra was laying on him and still snoozing. Even so, Eon wanted to know where the voice was coming from. Eon closed his eyes a little and focused on the sound. He hadn't tried to 'listen' with his dragon ears like this since they first changed in the bathroom. His hearing seemed to be mostly normal unless he focused on the sounds around him.

After his eyes closed, the rest of the sounds in the room suddenly became louder. He could hear the rustle of Levian's feathers as the hybrid shifted on the creaking floor. He could hear the slight whistle of Skree's breathing as the wyvern exhaled through his nose. Kira's scales rattled like tossed silverware as she shifted closer to Eon's side and a little farther under the warmth of Lyra's wing. The loudest of all was Lyra's growls, mummers, huffs, and hisses.

Eon hadn't noticed all of the noises she was making because they were so quiet, like she was trying to keep others from hearing her. Eon's hand made a rustling noise in her fur as he moved his hands, caressing along her lower belly as he moved his hand as much as he could without jostling the dragon too much.

“yes…"

Eon paused, listening in on the whisper. It was there, just barely audible behind Lyra's growls and purrs. It was certainly mind speak and Lyra seemed to be having a conversation with something in her dreams. Did that mean Eon was reading her mind? He had no idea on the specifics of the mind speak, only that the twins could use it to communicate. Was it normal for someone to be able to hear these quiet whispers in Lyra's mind? He would have to ask Kira or Lyra for more details about the mind speaking later…but first, he wanted to know what Lyra was dreaming about.

“I need…more…please more…"

Lyra let out a whimper, a sound only Eon could hear. There was a sudden rustling noise as Lyra moved again in her sleep, her head lying next to Eon's as she moved up. The sound of her breathing was suddenly much louder, but so was the whispers.

“more…you are almost there…I need you…"

Eon's eyes shot open as his fingers grazed something warm. He couldn't see where his hand was, but Lyra had moved up since he had started listening. Her claws were now on his shoulders, grasping tightly. Her head was next to his ears and his hand was squarely centered between her legs. He had felt close to this area last night after Lyra had snuggled to him on the way to the apartment, but he had politely ignored it then. With Lyra's lustful growl in his ear, claws digging into his skin, and the feeling of her warmth near his fingers, it was very hard to ignore now. It was like she was intentionally trying to move his hand there, and Eon didn't want to refuse this time.

Wiggling his fingers a little, Eon heard a hiss escape the sleeping dragoness. His fingers traced over a sudden patch of smooth and moist skin, slick with wetness and hot to the touch. Ignoring his own reservations and giving in to his own curiosity, Eon moved his fingers forward and felt Lyra's hidden vent open to his fingers, letting him slip inside.

“oh yes…Eon, you naughty drake…"

Was…was Lyra dreaming that he was a dragon? Apparently it was working for her because her inner legs were becoming warmer by the moment and Eon felt something wet on his fingers. He pulled his fingers out of her vent for a moment, taking deep breaths as he felt sluggish. Why did he take his fingers out? Lyra felt good. He let out a sigh, wondering what had come over him. Beside him, Eon could hear Levian stir in his sleep. Soon after that, Skree's breathing picked up. That was when Eon noticed a smell in the air. It was a new smell, but one that made his breathing quicken. He could just make out, something vaguely spicy. Was that what Lyra smelled like? It was tantalizing and he wanted more. He needed to have more. He needed to have more of the smell…

Levian let out a growl in his sleep, his wings rustling. Did he smell her too? He couldn't have her! she was…she was…Wait, she had a scent! It would not be too hard to imagine that Lyras's scent was working on him too. He had to get a hold of himself, cover her up with something. As much as he wanted to keep smelling that delicious, pheromone rich smell that was driving his body wild, there was a little more at risk here.

If one of the others woke up and caught him with his fingers tracing along Lyra's vent, there was no telling what was going to happen! Not only that, but he didn't exactly trust himself with her scent influencing his thoughts. It was unlike any feeling he had felt before. Some primal part of his brain was telling him that he needed to find that smell, taste it, take it and make it his own. He felt a little bit of drool slip out of his mouth. He shook his head, trying to clear his mind a little bit. Seems like dragon ears were not the only thing he got from Skree.

Slipping his left arm out from under the warmth of blankets, Eon grabbed for a coat he kept nearby. It was useful for those days he had to be somewhere right after he got up or it was cold in the apartment. It was a good all weather jacket and the thick lining was good at keeping heat in…and hopefully masking dragon scent. With a quick toss, Eon threw the jacket over Lyra's back side. After a moment, the scent became weaker and the other males in the room stopped shuffling in their sleep. Eon's mind felt a little clearer, but he still couldn't bring himself to move Lyra just yet.

Now that he felt a little safer, Eon focused on what he could feel. Lyra's fur was still soft around her crotch area, perhaps a little softer than elsewhere. Running his hand to the side, Eon could feel the small trembles in his legs now. Her tail tip was still outside of the jacket's cover and he could see the tip wiggling like mad.

Tracing his hand along her fur, Eon pressed in a little and slipped his fingers into her vent again. He gave a gentle rub along her hot insides and Lyra let out a slightly louder growl than before. Around his hand, her fur had become damp with her dream and Eon's teasing fingers. A wetness clinging to his fingers, thin trails of slick dragoness fluid trailing from her vent.

“you naughty dragon, laying on me like that. Tell me you want me. Give me what I want."

Eoin chuckled a little at that. Lyra must be having a pleasant dream if…

Eon let out a slight hiss of pain as Lyra's claws squeezed on his shoulders, her claws resting on his skin. He heard Lyra's voice again, a little louder.

“don't ruin the mood."

Eon looked at her head after she spoke. He could see that her eye was slightly open, looking at him. He was caught! Before he could apologize, Lyra leaned back on his fingers, slipping more into her vent. Eon was confused…so Lyra let out a growl. She spoke again, her voice back to a wistful, dreamy tone like before

“oh, if only you hadn't found me while I was sleeping. Such a careless dragoness I am and now you get to have your way with me."

Eon was still confused, but Lyra's claws flexed on his shoulders again. Eon moved again, slipping his finger into her again. She growled again, pleased by his cooperation. Eon leaned forward, whispering into her ear, “you like the idea of being taken, huh?"

Lyra moved her head just a little, her vent squeezing lightly around his fingers. She had a quiet guilt in her voice, “I was having a good dream and then you moved me. Just….just let me finish."

Eon could relate to that feeling. If he didn't have a blanket and his jeans stopping him, he would have gladly made Lyra's dream a reality…though he instantly regretted the idea. Her scent must have really been working on him for that thought to cross his mind. Still, he was more than happy to play along now that he knew the game. After all, it was apparently his fault.

Moving his index finger to line up with his middle finger, Eon slipped both into Lyra with a quick jab, her slick fluids allowing him to push past her squeezing muscles.

“o-oh yes. Take me, you dirty dragon. Use me like a common feral."

Eon tried not to chuckle as Lyra continued to 'sleep' and talk to him. He felt her claws press onto his shoulder in warning. Eon was having the time of his morning. She was a completely different dragon…or was this a side of Lyra that she kept hidden? Lyra wasn't as innocent as she pretended to be. Speaking of innocent…Eon slipped his fingers in more and bit his tongue as he felt Lyra clamp down around him. Instead of soft and silky-smooth insides like he was expecting, Lyra was rough and textured to an extreme. Ridges, bumps, and her strong muscles slid along his finger as she oozed a slick wetness. If she hadn't been so wet, Eon probably would have had trouble getting even his finger inside. The rough textures probably would have felt unbearably rough if Lyra hadn't been aroused. Knowing that this dragon was aroused because of him made Eon feel very pleased with himself. If that wasn't enough, she was so HOT inside. He had a feeling that she would have had a warmer body temperature since she was covered in fur, but it was an unreal difference. If he took his fingers out, they would start to feel cold.

“rrff…you human bastard, taking me with your claws. You think that is all it will take? Give me more…"

Eon didn't have time to say anything, Lyra relaxing her claws some and leaning back more, slipping more of Eon's fingers into herself. Eon could see her looking at him expectantly while keeping her eyes closed as much as she could. Once they were done, Eon was going to have to talk to Lyra about her methods of waking up. Her wet, clenching insides moved in a rhythm, trying to pull Eon in even deeper. Eon could feel the entrance to her vent just above his knuckle. She had him all the way inside, as deep as his two fingers could go. Eon turned and whispered into her ear again, “you are a naughty dragoness. So wet just from my claws."

Lyra let out a growl, her motions stopping, “I am not. I'm a good girl…AH!"

Eon didn't Let Lyra finish that thought, spreading his fingers inside her and wiggling them. He didn't feel anything like a clit or anything that gave him a clue on what was most sensitive, so he tried to press everything at once. He slid along her walls, pressed along the textured walls in various places, and tried simply running his fingers along her walls as quickly as he could in his position.

The sleeping dragoness shuddered and dug her claws into his shoulder. Eon grinned to himself as he could hear the wet noises between her legs, the rough slip of his fingers sliding along her insides. The sounds were making Eon harder than ever. If he could free himself from his clothes and move the blanket out of the way, Lyra would have something thicker than just two fingers spreading her.

“rrr…so naughty, you just took me. You naughty huma…dragon. Rrfff….you won't make me orgasm with this, those delicate finge…claw sliding along my walls…mmmrrfff… "

Eon smiled to himself, keeping quiet as he let Lyra ride out her dream dragon. Her eyes were squeezed shut now and quiet growls and whimpers were coming out of her muzzle. Eon didn't know much about dragons, but he was guessing she was getting close. Then he had an idea. Remembering the little trick he had stumbled upon last night, Eon reached up and grabbed Lyra's horn, pulling her head back like he assumed a dragon would while having fun.

Lyra gasped as she felt her head get pulled back, slipping into her imagined moment. She knew it was Eon pulling on her horns again, but with her eyes closed she felt like it was a strong feral drake, yanking her horns back and claiming her. Her mental image and the physical feeling of her vent being so carefully and wonderfully played with had gotten her going, but the horn grab sent her over the edge.

She had jerked her head forward with a fierce growl, her fangs sinking into Eon's shoulder. Eon paused for a moment, the pain shocking him, but he pulled on her horn harder despite the increased pain and continued to finger the dragoness till she clamped down on him so tight that he was worried she would break something.

Her body convulsed around his fingers, her vent rippling and shuddering. Fluid covered his hand and Eon could feel it running along his arm. Lyra shuddered more and more, growls muffled by Eon's shoulder as she had a dream breaking orgasm.

Eon listened in to her thoughts as she quivered on top of him. She was babbling in her mind, her climax scrambling her thoughts with each pulse of her vent. Occasionally, a thought of a highly vivid nature flashed across his mind, so strong that Eon could see the mental picture Lyra had made. Flashes of giant forests with immeasurably tall trees, the scent of the forest floor, the grunting of her imagined dragon echoing in their ears, all of these were little snapshots of the dream Lyra had made herself.

Eon felt himself drawn in by the vivid reality Lyra had made in her dream, moving his fingers as she would imagine it, Lyra riding out her orgasm as Eon and her dream dragon claimed her. Then it was over. Lyra collapsed on Eon and gently licked at his bleeding shoulder for a moment, then her mind went silent, Lyra slipping into a deep and content sleep. Eon let out a gasp of pent up pain and pleasure, leaning onto the pillow behind him. That was one hell of a wake up. He lay there, breathing as he tried to ignore the feeling of warm blood running down his shoulder. Lyra really dug into him, her fangs sinking into his shoulder like his skin wasn't even here. He shuddered as he thought of what might have happened if she had bit down as hard as she could. He stopped that train of thinking, instead moving to think on something other than the light red color on Lyra's lips.

He was sure that the jacket was going to be soaked in spots and he would need to do laundry. The bedding was going to be soaked unless Levian did…whatever he did before to clean up. Something told him that asking Levian to clean up a dragoness would not be the wisest choice. He would just need to get his bedding to the laundry and hope that no one else could smell dragon female juices.

Mmmpf…just thinking of her smell made Eon shudder in anticipation. Lyra had felt amazing around his fingers and, while he did worry about her inner temperature, he bet she would feel even better around his cock proper. He let himself run away with the idea, imagining he was the one on top of Lyra, holding onto her tightly as he drove her to more pleasure than just his fingers could give. Even asleep as she was now, Lyra's vent was still slick and pulsing lightly. Eon idly ran his fingers along her sensitive skin, the sensation making Lyra twitch a little in her sleep.

Still, Eon needed to hold off on that idea. If Eon could guess anything about Kira and Lyra, it was their age. Kira would protect Lyra from anything she decided wasn't good. No, as much fun as he had at the idea of Lyra's soft frame bouncing on his hips, Kira would never forgive him if she thought Eon had tried to take advantage of her sister. He had a feeling that Lyra would be embarrassed to admit it was her idea, so he could safely assume he would have to come up with a good reason on his own. Still Eon doubted that Kira would listen to a word he said. If he was lucky and quick, he could remove the jacket and bury it in his dirty laundry and then scrub his hand till he couldn't smell Lyra on him anymore. Still, that would…

…He felt something slide along his fingers, interrupting his thoughts. He thought it was more of Lyra's juices and that she was still leaking on his fingers, but that wasn't right. It felt odd, till he realized something was sliding up his fingers. Gravity didn't work that way on fluids. Eon opened his eyes, looking to see what was going on.

Kira glared at him from between Lyra's legs, her snout near her sister's vent and her tongue running along Eon's fingers. Lyra let out a growl as Eon made eye contact, her tail rattling and her back spines standing at a point. Eon had not seen one of the dragon's mad before, but the look Kira was giving him left no doubt in his mind that she was furious. Eon could not think of anything to say. What could he say? He was only finger deep in Lyra while Kira was licking the very hand that smelled so strongly of Lyra's vent. Eon was caught, no way to talk out of this one.

Her mind speak was loud and demanding in Eon's mind, “Get up. We are going to talk."

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Getting out of the room had been easier than Eon had thought. Kira had leapt to the door from the bed and Eon had been able to roll out from under Lyra with some patience. He made sure to keep the jacket on her, hoping it would help with the scent. Kira seemed just as agitated in the living room, so Eon proposed going to the roof, somewhere away from the other three and Lyra's scent. In the open air of the rooftop, Eon wouldn't smell so strongly of Lyra and he could hopefully rationalize with the dragoness. on the way there, Kira did not say a word to him on the way to the roof, her tail stiff and the spines along her back standing up like a pin cushion. To say Eon felt nervous was an understatement.

Now, Eon stood near the door to the stairwell. He hadn't grabbed anything else to put on, Kira's heated glare making him doubt the dragoness could wait very long. Eon stood there in the morning air with no shirt, his pants damp from his own arousal earlier and his hand reeking of a female dragon. His shoulder had stopped bleeding, but he still had lines of red on his left side that ran down his side and upper back like some tribal warpaint. Only this warpaint hurt each time he moved his shoulder.

Kira stood ahead of him, glaring at Eon as the human covered the wet spot on his pants. The sun had risen slightly, the cool chill from the morning making Eon shiver a little. The pain in his shoulder where Lyra had bit into him was really starting to hurt. the throbbing pain and Kira's radiant animosity made Eon feel tired again. The human shifted slowly to take a seat, not wanting to stand over Kira.

Kira hissed at him, “Stay standing."

Eon stopped trying to sit. He could understand why Kira was so mad, but he didn't know how to make things better. The dragons were still mysteries to him and he knew very little of how to learn more. They were still an otherworldly being to him, something that he needed to learn to live with. He needed to find a way to connect with them all on some level, that was a real way to bond with someone. He needed to learn who they were instead of acting like they were pets or animals. The emotion flowing off Kira was more human than Eon was ready for and it was honestly terrifying. He needed to break the silence before it unnerved him anymore.

“Kira, I…"

“SILENCE HUMAN!" Her mental yell made Eon flinch, the sudden burst of sound in his mind making his brain hurt. He staggered a little, his head throbbing. He really needed to learn the ins and outs of mind speak. There had to be a way to deafen the volume when he made Kira angry.

Still, her little outburst made her loosen her up enough to talk. Her words began to flood his mind, coming with a hint of ferocity that Eon did not think was directed exclusively at him. There was more anger there, more frustration than Eon could have brought upon himself with what he did. What happened to Kira back home?

“You, human. I didn't think you would take advantage of my sister that way. She wasn't even awake! Yet you helped yourself to her, pressing your alien fingers into her while she dreamed of…whatever my sister dreams of."

Kira stood, growling and hissing as she started to pace back and forth. Her gaze never left Eon, her fangs bared like a rabid animal, her eyes simmering with anger. Eon had to take several deep breaths to keep his legs from shaking. That look…it was what he imagined the dragons would look like once they were done with him, viewing him only as food. If Eon hadn't been able to hear her mind speak, he would have easily assumed she was just another predator looking for a taste of human flesh. He was very aware of the fact that his shoulder was red with his own blood. He may have been imagining it, but Kira's gaze seemed to be very focused on that area. Was blood a trigger for her instincts? It took a lot of willpower, but Eon stepped away from the door. Abandoning the safety of his home, Eon stepped out on faith that Kira would not hurt him…too much.

All the while, Kira's gaze never left him as she prowled about him, her words continuing to color his thoughts, “MY sister, MY family! She is just an innocent drake and you ruined that. You humans are no different than the ones back home. Scheming. Plotting. Lying. Always trying to get ahead in your sad lives by making others suffer. The very air of this planet reeks with your race, the poison you all spread enough to make my scales itch. We could have tried to trigger another portal, we could have feasted on the wild animals to prolong our short time here, but no. We are now bonded to a human, the same type of scum that ruined EVERYTHING!"

Kira turned toward Eon and started to move forward, her wings frilled out slightly as a deep growl left her throat. As she approached, Eon took a step back. He had no control over that, she was terrifying him. Still, he needed to try and reason with her. He held his hands up, palms out in as peaceful of a gesture as he could, “Kira, Lyra wasn't asleep. She was pretending to be, she wanted me to do that."

Kira let out a growl, her spines quivering, “you think you know my sister? You, human, who have known her for a day. You, a human, who knows nothing about us. I've had to raise her, guard her, protect her for years longer than I care to think about, and you know her better than me in one day? I know my sister. She is kind and loving and she would never love the idea of doing it with a human, even if you were looking and smelling more like a dragon the longer we are around you."

Eon was growing frustrated with Kira. He had seen classmates do something like this, where they would assume they knew everything and refuse to listen to reason. Kira seemed to be refusing to listen to him because he was human.

“Kira, look at my shoulder. Lyra bit me! She did that because…"

Kira hissed, letting out a growl, “what else could she have done! You are needed so we can live here. But you don't need your arms to work…" Kira ground her teeth, her fangs flashing in the rising sun.

Eon shuddered, his instincts telling him to flee, yet he couldn't move. Kira was scaring him to the point he wasn't able to run.

“Eon…You Human. Are you afraid of me because of what you did, What I am going to do, or because you don't understand me?" Kira grinned, her tail rattling as she shook them, “you humans never trust what you don't understand. You humans only flee the unknown. You flee your guilt, you all think you are invincible" Her claws dug into the cement roof, sparks glancing off the contact points, “Run, little human. Run from me!"

Eon would have gladly done so, but his legs were weak. He felt more tired than normal, his vision flickering slightly. Wait…this felt like the time after he and Skree bonded. Levian had warned him then that a deeper bond would drain him of energy, but this time it was more severe. Did something else happen this time, or was two dragons his limit?

A sudden weight pressed into him and Eon fell backwards. He hit the ground, but it didn't hurt as much as it should have. The colors around him flickered and he felt like he could not breathe. Kira stood on his chest, her claws digging into his shirt and skin. He couldn't hear her or she wasn't talking anymore. She bared her fangs and leaned close to him, her eyes showing none of the intelligence in them that Eon had seen before. Eon didn't even have the strength to struggle, his body feeling more like jello. He closed his eyes and simply relaxed. He was stuck, alone, and Kira wasn't thinking. No point in struggling now.

Except she never bit him. After a moment of waiting for it, Eon opened his eyes to find out what was going on. Kira was still on top of him, but she was looking at his forehead. Her eyes were somewhat back to normal. She was still unbelievably pissed, but she looked like she had a wrangle on her mind. If anything, she had gone from angry and murderous to angry and surprised. After a few seconds of worrying silence, Eon could hear her again. She must have been talking the whole time because he came back in mid-sentence.

“..me! Are you deaf? What did you do to my sister!"

Eon grimaced, his head pounding. Coming to terms with his demise had calmed him, and now he was feeling very annoyed with Kira, “Would you stop shouting at me! I have a massive headache and you are making it worse."

Kira growled again, pressing her snout against Eon's nose. She didn't stop growling, but her words were quieter, “What. Did. You. Do."

Eon was reaching the point where he just didn't recognize danger and he was getting annoyed. Kira was blaming him for things he didn't do and he had enough of that happen in the past for it to annoy him to no end. He didn't think through his words as well as he could have, “She decided to lay on me and then she wanted me to finger her! I got a little into it, played along with her dream, and helped her get off and make a mess all over my bed! Lyra would prick me with her claws if I said anything and she was dreaming of getting railed by a dragon!"

Kira looked surprised at Eon's outburst, his annoyance cowling her rage for a moment, “But how could you have bonded with her over that? How did you force a bond then? Right as I pounced on you, your scent changed to something more draconic and I knew... How? It makes no sense! The rules of the bond are very clear that both parties must be willing and conscious, so how did you bond with my sister in her sleep! It sounds like you were not very willing either. Both parties have to consent to share a pleasurable experience to a bond for it to work."

Eon managed to get a few words out, “Oh, so it is impossible that she was pretending to sleep? And maybe I enjoyed the idea a little. Actually I had quite a bit of fun if I am honest. Minus being bitten in the shoulder. That hurt."

The realization hit soon after that. Kira had assumed that Lyra had been taken advantage of and that Eon had placed Lyra 'conveniently' so that his hand was at the perfect angle for some fun. Kira glared at Eon, the anger simmering out slowly and replaced with something like...annoyance? Kira looked back at the door to the stairwell, “well, little sis, you and I will need to have a talk about your dreams, won't we."

Kira looked at Eon, her anger having simmered down to a low heat. She still didn't get off him. Eon was getting used to the lack of air, now sitting somewhat comfortably under the heavier dragoness. While Lyra weighed less than she looked, Kira weighed more. Those scales must add at least twenty pounds to the already hefty dragoness. Still, he could speak a little, “how do you know we bonded?"

Kira chuckled, reaching forward and grabbing some of his hair in her claws. There was a short motion where she used a talon to cut some hair, then she held it in front of Eon. The hair she was holding was pure white…just like Lyra's. Eon didn't have that hair color yesterday.

Eon just let out a groan. Great, that was something he couldn't hide. He could always say it was an experiment, but the people who knew him would find that odd. Kira let out a chuckle, interrupting Eon's thoughts.

“I had hoped you would have been too tired from bonding with the males for Lyra to get interested enough before I had a chance myself. If Levian had just followed the plan, he would have bonded with you by now and Lyra would have had to wait a little longer. Till I was ready."

Kira must have been talking about yesterday when Levian had jumped onto him. Something about the way she said it didn't sit right with Eon. The words were easy enough, but her tone…it was like she had known Levian was going to try that. Was the Dracogryph always like that?

Kira seemed to follow his trail of thought and shook her head, “don't worry little human, Levian isn't going to try that again. Let's just say my 'encouragement' to him had backfired. Though I did learn my lesson, bad habits die hard."

Eon felt Kira's tail curl around his leg, her strong scales squeezing tight. Then there was a sudden pain in his lower leg and a burning sensation. It was like he had kicked a cactus and the thorns were in his leg. The burning spread in his leg, then the feeling shifted. First it felt like his leg was waking up with a pins-and-needles feeling, then his leg was burning with feeling. That hot feeling was still spreading along his leg, up to his waist and onward. Kira leaned forward and gave Eon's cheek a lick.

“I hate to say this now, but Levian reminded me last night that it is a bad idea to keep secrets. I'm a venom dragon. This is the same kind of encouragement I gave Levian yesterday, though he didn't know it till later. He was too busy listening to you and Skree having fun that he never noticed the feeling of my tail on his wing. Then all it took was some suggestive talking and he was ready to break down the door by the time you came in."

When Eon heard her words, he immediately tried to sit up. He pushed his arms against the concrete and he managed to get some distance, then he felt Kira's claws on his shoulder. She pressed on the same one Lyra had bitten, pain blossoming as she added pressure. Still, Eon struggled as much as he could, trying to get Kira off him.

Kira let out an annoyed growl, “you need to let a lady finish when she is talking to you. Everyone panics when I say the word venom. It is simply a classification, something I didn't want but something I can't ignore either. Like you being a human. I hate humans, but you seem to be the exception. Something about you is very appealing to me. If anything, I am slightly annoyed that Lyra got to have fun with you first."

The warm feeling had reached Eon's belly and crossed over to his other leg. Along the way, he felt a fire along his groin that made his gasp out. It was like he had reached post-orgasm sensitivity without doing anything, only he could feel himself becoming rock hard just from the feeling of being in his clothes. Eon was panting slightly, his legs relaxing. “this…this is intense! How did Levian not…rrrrr…"

Kira leaned on him, sliding her body off to the side and letting Eon lay there. The warmth had spread to his hands and Eon found it took a lot of effort to move them. He was breathing normally, but the rest of his limbs had turned into jelly. Eon had to admit, after his playtime with Lyra and now Kira's aggressive claiming...he was starting to really like the idea of having a dragoness on top of him.

“how did Levian not notice? He is a bigger dragon." Kira spoke sweetly as she ran a claw along Eon's shirt. The sharp talon spit the fabric with chilling ease, the sight making Eon shudder in fear...and quite a bit of arousal.

“my venom affects everything the same. First a slight burning feeling, then an unbelievable sensitivity as the muscles are forcibly relaxed. Don't worry, it does nothing to the lungs since live prey are more entertaining. Levian didn't notice because I only gave him a tiny dose, just enough to make him horny. You, on the other hand, still need to get punished for earlier. So you have the full dose for a creature your size." Kira chuckled, running a claw along Eon's chest, the sharp claws leaving a tingling feeling on his skin. He knew it was because of the venom in his system, but it was feeling good

Kira leaned forward and gave his chest a lick, “you do have a nice body for a human. Not too much muscle, but not too much fat. You would probably be very tasty."

Eon growled at that, choosing to ignore the comment. Eon leaned his head up with tremendous effort, “Why…Lyra wanted…Gahh…"

Eon shuddered as he watched Kira lower her head to his jeans, his razor teeth slipping under the waistband before she pulled her head up quickly there was a ripping noise and Eon would have tensed up if he had been able, but the venom had made its way along his spine. The maddening warmth was now spreading everywhere and rapidly, his skin tingling in anticipation. Each touch made his muscles spasm in reaction to feeling, his nerves twitching lightly as his body reacted on impulse, his conscious mind unable to move himself and prevent his limbs from moving. Every little twitch gave Kira a clue on what he was feeling, and Eon couldn't try to hide if it felt good or not.

Kira then moved to sprawl on top of him, her smooth belly scales sliding along his chest as she moved forward. She placed her hands on Eon's shoulder and let out a pleased purr, nuzzling into Eon's chin, “I know she wanted it now. But here you are, laying before me and I really want to punish you. Just for fun."

“Kira, that doesn't make se…" Eon cut off his words as Kira ground herself against his exposed skin, his hard cock rubbing along her belly scales in a way that was disastrously stimulating. The spike in sensation made his breath catch for a moment before he could let out a groan. Kira's scales were not soft. It would probably have been slightly less comfortable without the rampant aphrodisiac playing his nerves like a fiddle. Even without the toxin amplifying his sensations, the feeling of those hard plate scales running along his exposed skin, the dangerously shard claws resting on his shoulders, the painful throbbing in his shoulder a reminder of those teeth, and the near crazed look Kira was gazing at him would have been enough to get Eon incredibly excited. There was something incredibly exotic about the entire situation. Not only was Eon pinned down and aroused, the sensations were exotic and unlike anything Eon had felt. He could make comparisons on what he thought, but the feeling of being laid on by a mad and horny dragon was very…unique.

Kira giggled at Eon's expression. She was still mad at him and didn't feel bad about dosing him up on her drug. Still, Kira had to admit that maybe Lyra had planned that. Maybe Lyra was a little less 'innocent' than the red dragoness was willing to admit. While Kira had plenty of experiences with Males, Lyra had always been the shy one. Hell, she didn't even know it Lyra had ever had full on sex with another dragon before. The idea that Lyra's first time could be with a human made Kira's blood boil. A no-good human, with no scales or draconic muscles. No wings, no flaming breath, no natural instinct to speak of. He wasn't even an ape anymore, the fleshy skin lacking the pleasant roughness of fur or the cold warmth of scales.

She had never been interested in humans back home. They were too loud, too scared, too brave, and too stupid. They were always planning something, scheming a dragon's demise. Humans back home were cowards by nature. They fled as soon as victory became difficult, always returning with a horde of themselves. They breed like rats, swarming over the planet like a plague. They even fought like rats! Give a pack of humans some land, another pack will try to take it. Some dragons believed humans to be the most cooperative species, but Kira had only seen them squabbling over ridiculous things.

Eon wasn't like the humans back home. He had a certain…charm about him. He was a simple minded being, but he cared in a way that made Kira pause when she tried to put Eon with the same humans she used to know. Eon was different to her. He was still an idiot for agreeing to help four unknown dragons, but he was a nice Idiot. He wasn't a muscled moron waving a sword around and trying to kill her, nor was he a raving madman trying to learn magic through her scales.

He was scared of her, she could see that like the glare off a lake, but he was ignoring it. He was curious about her. His eyes betrayed him. She saw how his eyes traced along her chest plates, her long neck, her maw, and locked with her eyes. For a human, he had beautiful brown eyes, like a river stone that was smoothed over time. His eyes looked simple and like everything else on a human, but the more Kira looked into his eyes the more subtle colors became easier to see. she could see a small hint of green undertones flecking in his iris. She didn't mind looking at those eyes. Then he looked away, his gaze drawn to the black claws that adorned her foreclaws. With the way Kira was laying, she could feel his breathing pick up, his heart rate increase…and his cock throb between her legs as she moved her hips.

Two days ago, Eon did not know dragons existed. He did not even know how to treat a simple dragon properly, let alone fuck a proud dragoness into bliss. Still, Eon was cute in the human way. His wide eyes tracing all over her form, unable to speak due to the pleasure he couldn't put into words, the little twitching of his muscles as he tried to wrest control from her paralyzing venom, and that strange human cock of his…it was all a treat for her. Eon had the advantage of an aphrodisiac to get him excited, but as much as Kira disliked humans from her world, she found herself purring as she slid her lower belly along his hard cock. He wasn't a dragon, but she could live with that.

Raising her hips Kira waited till Eon's cock was hard and standing firm, then she lowered her hips. His head was a little thicker than she had been expecting and Eon let out a grunt as she pressed against his tip, her vent not wanting to part so easily. Still, Kira had teased herself enough. Moving her claws to press on the human's rib cage, she leaned back with more force, his cockhead popping in with a cry from Eon.

It was almost too much for him, the sudden warmth around his head making Eon's mind blank for a few moments. Eon sucked in a breath and let out a ragged moan, his cock throbbing inside Kira. She had an inch of him inside and he could feel that she was just as textured on the inside as her sister. Eon had felt Lyra's insides with his fingers, the ridges at the entrance feeling curious but not too interesting on his fingers. Pumped full of Kira's drug and scared into having a rock hard erection, Kira's insides were like a pleasure torture chamber. With a light growl, the dragon slid further down his shaft, her walls flexing as she did so. Each little ridge that slid along the head of Eon's cock made him whimper, each squeeze along his shaft made his legs twitch. he couldn't move anything, only look up at Kira as she slowly rode him, the feeling of her tight vent making his nerves scream pleasure that felt so good it almost hurt.

Kira let out a happy sigh as she felt her human inside her. He wasn't as long as a dragon, nor did he come with the ridges, bumps, or knots that added to her own pleasure, but that meant that Kira didn't have to worry about overstimulating herself. It would be a shame if this human could get her to orgasm before she got him to paint her insides.

Moving her hips back, Eon shuddered under her as her tight vent suckled on his cock before he almost slipped free only to have Kira force him back inside. Kira liked feeling the human near the entrance of her vent. When his cock flexed, that silly mushroom head would expand and press at the same nerves that she felt when a dragon slipped an uninflated knot into her. It wasn't the same as having a nice big knot though. Still, she did like feeling him deep in her too. He was just long enough that he could bump her inner barrier. The throbbing meat of her human pulsed with a strangeness she had not felt before. It was a backwards feeling. He remained the same thickness throughout his shaft, but the tip could flex and expand just enough that Kira could feel it deeper that she had previously thought she would. She worked his shaft for a while, pausing with Eon in various parts of her vent to see what it felt like to have that strange human cock head push her softer inner walls apart. Deciding she liked feeling him deep inside her, Kira pressed her hips against Eon's and flexed her abdominal muscles.

Eon yelled out as his cock was gripped by a wet vice, her muscled insides clenching tight and her vent pulsing, her inner textures pulsed and slid on his cock in a way that made Eon whimper with pleasure. He could tell she wanted to ride him for a good long while and Eon knew that if he came, he would grow too sensitive and Kira probably would not care. He clenched his fist and tightened his legs as he held off for a while, but it was all for nothing. With a yell, he felt his balls clench as his cock pulsed, the feeling of his cum sliding along his own cock amplified by the drug. Then he burst into Kira, the feeling of his own hot cum mixing with her warm insides enough to make Eon shiver in a minor after glow. He pulled his leg up into a better position, the joint popping lightly as he finally moved it. Wait…he could move again! He could still feel the enhanced sensations, but it seemed the muscle paralysis had worn off. He didn't have much time to enjoy this new freedom as he heard Kira growl over him.

She felt his cock twitching inside her, hitting a few of her buttons and making her flex her claws on Eon's chest. Small red dots grew around her talon tips, her claws breaking his skin a little. Eon gasped and she felt his cock throb inside her with more life, the feeling of another fluid gushing into her passage.

She growled at him, slamming her hips down on his cock. Eon yelped as the rest of his length was covered in her hot and squeezing vent, her muscled rippling as she tried to suck him in deeper. She leaned forward and licked along the area Lyra had bitten, the smell of fresh blood making her nostrils flare and her tongue tingle. She wanted to bite him. Oh, she wanted to sink her teeth into his shoulder and rut this cute, whimpering, mess of a dragon fucker into the rooftops. Such a quick finish and she wasn't near satisfied yet. She wouldn't let this human go till she had her fill!

With reckless abandon, Kira started to move her hips at erratic intervals, pausing momentarily to squeeze Eon's cock, trying to hit a few of her spots and get herself going again. Normally dragons came in large volumes, their orgasms depositing massive loads into females. Kira needed that, that full feeling.

Eon sucked in a gasp of air, his over sensitive cock throbbing again as more cum gushed into Kira. He was going to lose his mind if this dragon didn't slow down or change her tactics. He didn't make much cum as a human, but she was riding him a ferocity that made him worry she was expecting much more than he had to give. The flames of passion in her growling huff and the feral look in her eyes was more than enough to worry Eon. Kira growled at him, her head darting forward and her maw opening, her fangs threatening to sink into his shoulder just like Lyra's did.

Seeing Kira's maw open as she prepared to bite him, the feeling of his cock screaming in her tight vent, and the knowledge that he could move again…all of this made Eon spring into action on a whim. Shoving his leg against the ground, Eon threw Kira off balance enough that she missed her bite completely. Her feral eyes cleared as the shock of being tilted sank in, her forelegs moving to balance herself. Eon didn't give her time. Moving his tiered arms as quickly as he could, Eon wrapped his arms around Kira's lower back and rolled over, keeping himself inside her as he did so.

Suddenly on her back, Kira let out a hiss and thrashed under Eon, her claws swiping a hair's breadth away from his chest. Something had clicked in Eon, something that left him with one goal: Make Kira scream in pleasure.

Reached forward and carefully avoiding her claws, Eon grabbed one of her horns and pulled her head to the ground. Kira's eyes were wide and she stopped struggling. Then she noticed that Eon was still thrusting inside of her, his pace building. The human's cock was plain and uninteresting to her, but since Eon didn't have any textures or knots, he didn't have to slow down either. Eon had been feeling too much when she would thrust for a moment and then stop, his over sensitive cock relaxing for just a second before she moved again. That had been too much.

Now, Eon was able to keep moving, his cock sliding along those textured and ridged walls with painful bliss, constantly bombarding his nerves with feeling till they just went numb. He was still able to feel the sensation, but the pleasure spikes had now dulled to a constant ache that Eon could ignore. He didn't know what made a dragoness writhe in pleasure. Their vents felt different than a human and he didn't find or feel any sort of clitoris on Lyra. So he resorted to the only other option he had: thrusting till either his cock went limp or Kira was a whimpering mess.

Kira let the human have his fun for a moment, then she let out a growl. That growl started to rise in tone till Kira was whining. Just a moment ago, Eon had been trapped under her! Now, he was holding her horns to the ground, pounding his cock into her vent with a constant ferocity that other dragons would have had difficulty keeping up with because they would become too sensitive.

Kira hissed at Eon, then she felt something odd. His other hand was holding one of her claws down and he had leaned forward, his head coming close to hers. She snarled at him as he continued to pound into her, his constant motion making her muscles start to clamp around him at random, the friction of his cock sliding through her tightening walls making her tail quiver.

Eon was close enough that he could whisper into her ear, “I'm going to fuck you till you scream."

Kira growled, then let out a high pitched cry as she felt her vent mercilessly ravaged. She was on her back, Eon's eyes glaring his conviction to pound her till she screamed. His constant motion was getting to her too, that familiar feeling growing in her lower belly. She wasn't going to let him have this victory, flexing her muscles with the intent to slow him down.

She cried out a moment later, Eon thrusting is cock forward without a care for her tight walls, his smooth shaft spreading her walls easier than she would have thought the human could. And since she was squeezing, each motion of his cock was hitting spots that hadn't felt the motion of a human cock yet, making her muscles spasm some more.

She felt it coming now, and she couldn't stop it. Eon had found some way to switch this around, pounding into her instead of Kira teaching him a lesson. Her wings trembled as she tried to fight off her impending climax, Eon's incessant cock chipping away at her resolve. This human was going to make her orgasm, he wasn't going to stop, and she couldn't stop him.

She opened her maw to growl at him. Eon moved his hand from her horns to her maw, clamping her muzzle shut. He pulled her closer to him, his balls slapping against her used vent as she came closer and closer. Kira looked up at Eon, feelings raging in her at the turn of events, compounded by the startling amount of pleasure she was getting from Eon. She didn't want it at first, but now she didn't want him to stop…she was so close! And the way he was handling her, she could feel that he wasn't afraid of her. he…

Eon leaned close to her ear, letting out a quiet growl of his own, then he whispered, “Don't scream too loud now. I would hate for the others to know how much you like human cock"

The statement was ridiculous. Silly…but it worked. Eon's tone, the dominating way he was holding Kira's maw shut, the constant fucking she was getting, and her own twisted enjoyment of being handled in such way, all of these things pushed her off the edge. Well, pushed was too nice a word. She was launched.

Kira came unraveled like a tight spring, pulling her head out of Eon's grip and letting out a shrill roar that hurt Eon's ears and probably woke up the rest of the city. Her tail snapped straight and quivered as her lower body became one mass of clenching muscle, squeezing to stop Eon from moving anymore. Kira's claws whipped forward, latching onto Eon's back and pulling him forward. Her wings curled up and her vent squeezed so hard around Eon that he let out a gasp of pain. He was rewarded with what he wanted, a gush of fluid covering his crotch and soaking into his ruined jeans. Kira's claws raked along his back, leaving bloody trails of fiery pain, making Eon lean back into her claws. It almost felt good.

Then Kira relaxed, her claws going limp and her vent letting go of Eon's cock. Eon simply landed on her, panting as he came to his own senses. Eon dragged his hips back to slip out of Kira, the tightness of her vent making him wince with each small twitch of her muscled inside. He sat up, his hands on Kira's knees as he watched the happily fucked dragon and admired the aftermath of his work.

Kira seemed content to simply lay there, huffing through her nose and breathing heavily. She looked up at the human and gave him a happy grin, a light growl running though her chest. Eon heard her mind, her voice clouded as her afterglow ravaged her body and left her core in the best of ways.

“Huma…Eon. That was…unexpected. I didn't think you…" her body shuddered as her vent convulsed, squeezing around nothing as her body still tingled, her nerves fucked raw, “…you had it in you. That was a good fuck."

Eon chuckled a little at that, ignoring the soreness that was creeping back into his groin. Hopefully Kira was happy with that for a while because there was no way he would be able to do that again anytime soon. He was going to be very sore for a few days. He leaned forward again, slipping an arm around Kira's waist and laid on the hard cement with her. it certainly wasn't the most ideal spot for a romp with a dragon, nor was it the most romantic, but it was a little late to be thinking about that.

The sun had risen into the sky by a fair amount and the heat was starting to become noticeably uncomfortable for Eon. His bare skin was starting to itch, his hair was slick with sweat, and he now had a bite mark on his shoulder and weeping scratch marks on his upper back. He was sweating from exertion and from the growing heat, the added salty fluids making his back sting.

Kira suddenly let out a chuckle, nuzzling into Eon's chest, “Lyra is going to be so mad. She probably wanted to have that first fuck with you." Kira ran a tongue along Eon's cheek, tasting his skin and sweat, “Big sister just had to make sure you were good enough."

Eon chuckled at that, even as his groin throbbed in protest at the idea of more sex today. It was a good hurt, “well, she is already bonded with me, right? All I have left now is Levian."

Kira snorted at that, pressing her snout against Eon's nose, “oh, you dear naive human. You got her curious and after your little 'play time' this morning, she is going to be all over you. She doesn't meet many males that treat her like you do. Besides, I doubt she will be satisfied with a simple fingering for long."

Eon let out a groan, giving Kira's rump a tight squeeze. The dragoness let out a hiss as sensitive nerves were made aware of his hand again, “though considering recent activities…she might just have to wait."

Eon nodded, sitting up again. He was sore, his back hurt, his shoulder was throbbing, and the very idea of sex made his groin ache. Still, he was feeling very good. He had a lot to consider now and he had many things he needed to plan for, but first he needed to get back to the apartment. Every time he had bonded with a dragon so far, he would feel a wave of exhaustion afterward. For Skree it was quickly afterward, Lyra didn't feel draining till a while after. Following that trend, he should be able to get back to the apartment and clean a little before he feels exhausted.

Eon felt Kira's tail curling around his upper leg. For a moment, he wondered if she was going to sting him again. Speaking of stinging…

“Kira, we are going to need to have a long discussion about your venom. The other dragon's already know about it, right?"

Kira nodded, relaxing her tail and looking away from Eon, “they do. Lyra has known since I found out I had it, and Levian learned the other night. He hates venom dragons, so you should be ready for his attitude to be cold toward me."

Eon nodded, but inwardly he was screaming in frustration. Yet another mystery of his companions and more things for him to worry about! Eon knew he wouldn't be able to get the entire story from any of them now. He would just have to wait and see what happened. He was smart, he could put the pieces together. But first…

Eon ran his hand along Kira's tail, the feeling making the dragoness jerk in reflex, “don't worry about Levian. He probably has other things more important to worry about than fighting with a friend."

Kira let out a chuckle at that, shaking her head, “you really are the dumbest, sweetest human, aren't you?"

Eon just shrugged, grimacing at the wave of fire that traced along his shoulders. Perhaps Skree could help him get some Neosporin on it. He felt Kira's tail around his leg again, squeezing lightly. Eon came out of his thinking, looking at the dragoness. She was reaching for him, her wings laying wide on the ground. There was an odd look in her eye and Eon swore there was a grin along her muzzle.

“Oh human, it seems I can't move my legs very well. My back half is numb. You will just have to carry me."

Eon looked at her for a moment, then shook his head, “nope. You are too heavy."

Kira let out a growl at that, “heavy? I'll have you know that I-hhhhhhnnn…"

Eon interrupted her thoughts by quickly running his hand along her underbelly playfully sliding along her vent. She quivered in reflex; her body just as sensitive to touch as Eon's had been. Eon chuckled as he watched Kira's foreclaws grasp at the air, those sharp digits harmlessly clawing at the air. “AND what would Lyra say?"

Kira let out a huff, pulling her wings in a little in annoyance, “she would be mad, but fair is fair. You carried her in, so now you get to carry me. And you carry Skree all the time!"

Eon sighed, leaning forward to wrap his arms around Kira. After a few tries, he managed to lift the heavier dragoness off the ground. She didn't feel too much heavier now, his earlier exhaustion must have made her seem heavier. Twisting her this way and that, Eon eventually had her held just like he had been holding Lyra, “I swear, if Levian wants me to carry him, I'm done."

Kira giggled at that, nuzzling into his shoulder, “knowing him, you are going to be the one in for a ride."

Briefly Eon wondered if she meant that Levian would carry him, but he could not help but assume she meant a different kind of ride. Honestly, he was still very curious on the Dracogryph and his thoughts on everything. And there was the matter of the next few days, let alone the rest of the week. How was he going to feed them? What about his old life?

With questions buzzing in his head, Eon slipped into the stairwell, carrying Kira in his arms. Whatever the issues, he would just have to work them out as they came through. Speaking of issues, he still had a paper to write! Eon growled to himself, Kira snuggling close to him. Well…maybe the paper could wait.

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chapter summery: Eon a Lyra bond, Eon notices Kira must have had a rough past, Kira tells Eon about her venom, Kira and Eon bond, Eon is growing more attached to the dragons, Eon's hair is now white.

that should cover it for those that would have trouble with the chapter content but still want to see where the story goes.