Dragon 5 Chapter 6 (Patreon)

“Alright, this is the place.” I announced to Sabrina as Morgana pulled up into the drive of a large home in a very nice neighborhood. It happened to be not that far from the Scalewrights’ home.

Before the van even came to a full stop in the drive, I was hopping out of the car and opening the back car door for Trina and Sabrina.

“That was unnecessary.” Trina came out first. “But thank you.”

I leaned down and kissed her cheek. “Thank you for tonight. You did well. I know you didn’t want to heal that elf.”

Rather than reply, she held her cheek with a big grin plastered on her face. “Anytime, my king. You are even welcome to come in and avail of my help in bed.”

“He certainly doesn’t need any help in bed.” Morgana chuckled.

“Even so, our partnership is clearly strong. Tonight was proof of that.” Trina patted me on the chest and stood on her tiptoes, puckering her lips and closing her eyes. She was pushing for a little more reward.

Shaking my head, I drew the short woman up and went to plant a peck on the waiting lips. But she went from patiently waiting to actively engaging in an instant. As I pulled back, her arms wrapped around my neck, and she pulled herself against me.

Laughing into her lips, I grabbed her just a little tighter, enjoying the moment.

Her kiss became slightly more aggressive, her tongue vying for dominance over mine. My dragon instinct kicked in, and I pushed her up against the van a little extra hard.

Thankfully, it was reinforced.

It was slight, but I could feel the corners of her mouth curve up in victory. The little minx knew exactly how to get a reaction from a dragon.

Realizing we were in public, I managed to pull my beast back. Trina smiled in victory as she bounced a few more steps away from the van, letting Sabrina get out.

As Sabrina exited, Trina turned to her. “Come on Sabrina, how was the taste?”

I felt my cheeks heat up. That Sabrina fed somehow made it feel like she was a part of the intimacy without me knowing.

“Very good. You got him riled up.” Sabrina came out of the van holding her glasses to her face. “But he was already pretty riled up.”

“OH MY GOD!” Chloe bounded out of the house; the other dragonettes were all peeking out of the front door. “I want a kiss like that.”

Most of the dragons came in small packages, but Chloe was all curves stuffed in torn jeans and a metal band t-shirt that was perfectly small for her. She was also the youngest of the dragons.

“You have to serve the dragon king well. I did that in spades tonight; you should have seen the services he asked for.” Trina exaggerated the words suggestively, standing more proudly than I’d ever seen her as she faced the other dragon women.

Polydora was next out of the door. “You mislead. I don’t smell him on you like that.” The amazonian woman scowled at Trina until she got a sniff and relaxed. “The competition is still on.”

“Competition?” I asked, having a feeling what that challenge must be. But my question was ignored as the rest of the dragonettes came out and chatted with Trina, wanting to know what happened.

“Sabrina looks like she’s in the line of fire for some issues around town. The king has asked us to help house her until he can resolve it.” Trina cut over the crowd and pulled the succubus close to her.

“A succubus? My king, are you intending to take her into your harem?” Sarisha looked up at me through her eyelashes. The exotic brass dragon had the brightest blue eyes. Along with her dark skin, it made her enticingly exotic.

“Is there a problem with that?” I asked, genuinely wanting to know if they’d have an issue.

“No. Sex demons have long participated with dragons. Though, often not a permanent arrangement.” She stated plainly before looking at Sabrina again. “She is beautiful, but young for a succubus. Very young.”

I didn’t know what passed for young, but given everything, it was probably better if Sabrina was young.

“Thank you. Please look after her.”

“We will. She seems to have an excellent shot at your harem.” Sarisha was succinct and nodded to join the rest of the dragonettes.

I used the moment to grab Morgana. “I think we should head back to your room. There’s a few things left to do before we sleep.”

“Sleep?” Morgana batted her eyelashes at me. “Who said anything about sleep?”

I spanked her leather clad rear and hustled her into the van while I waved goodbye to the dragons.

I’d barely grabbed the oh shit handle as Morgana peeled out of the driveway. It wasn’t far to the Scalewrights, where we’d use one of Morgana’s doors to the Atrium to get to her room quickly.

While she drove, I couldn’t keep my hands off of her, letting my fingers trail up her neck and caress her pointed blue ears. As my fingers ran through her silky, silver white hair, I caught the barest smell of her natural perfume. It smelled like the coppery tang of blood, but covered over by flowers.

“I love you too, my mate.” Morgana smiled at me from the side.

“Mine.” I growled. “Love you too. Thank you for the help tonight. I enjoyed going back out on jobs. It feels more natural than meetings.”

Her hand traced unknown shapes on my thigh, and my cock was trying to stretch itself out so that it could get some of those soft touches. “You have taken on a lot. You only found out you weren’t human at the beginning of the school year.”

It was hard for me to believe it had only been one school year. “Are you telling me to take it slow?”

“In life, yes. In the bed? No, my mate, take me hard and fast. I heal quickly.” She grinned wide enough to show off her fangs. “But maybe you should slow down on the administration piece of it. Or if you trust Jadelyn enough, you could have her manage it.”

The seriousness of the conversation warred with the urgency my body was feeling as her fingers continued to run along it. “Jadelyn would be great. But everyone on the council will see her as favoring her father.”

“Won’t others see the same from you?” Morgana asked.

I could see her point, but it felt different. “Maybe, but then there are some things that are easier if I’m personally involved. Like the fae.”

Morgana hummed to herself as her finger found my shaft and traced lazy lines up and down it. A sense of calm swept through my body even as I wanted her to pull over so I could take her right there on the side of the road. “The fae who wants to join your bed? Yes, I’d imagine they’d be favorable towards you.” Morgana laughed. “Maeve will probably use your absence to request private audiences with you. I’m sure if Jadelyn grants even one, Maeve will play just as nice with your siren as she does with you. If anything, you’ll empower your siren to lead more.”

Morgana paused. “Or is this about being a dragon and a king? Do you crave to stay in charge?” Morgana purred as she pulled into the circle drive, and I could feel her nail scratch along my thigh.

I let out a low growl that made the van vibrate. “Inside.”

“You’ll have to catch me first.” Morgana hopped out of the van and tossed the keys to a security guard before she took off with a chuckle in the wind.

My dragon roared, predator instincts instantly engaging.

My shoulders and legs crackled as my bones tried to shift. Luckily, I had more control than that now. Instead of shifting all the way, I let my legs shift to give me a boost as I gave chase.

She wasn’t going full speed; she was moving just fast enough to stay out of my reach.

She ducked into the side entrance to the Scalewright mansion and up the staff’s staircase, trying to avoid anyone who might be there.

I had to be making a colossal amount of noise as I chased up after her and through a door that led to The Atrium, but I couldn’t give a shit about it at the moment.

I bounded after her through the stone gargoyle door that led into the Atrium.

But instead of taking a left into my room, she took a right into her own.

My instincts flared, knowing that she was trapped. I slowed down, taking my time as I savored my victory.

Opening the door slowly, I growled. “Trapped now.”

“Oh no, whatever shall I do?” Morgana wasn’t a great actor, but it didn’t matter.

I pushed the door open fully, taking in my beautiful mate. She’d used her speed to change.

Morgana was wearing a sheer black slip and stockings that were most certainly not going to survive the night.

She braced herself up against the wall, one leg slightly raised up.

I prowled forward, and she couldn’t keep the smile off her face as she watched me approach.

“Mine.” I growled, pushing her up against the wall and rubbing myself against her through my pants.

Rather than respond directly, her nails dragged across my chest and up my throat until they came to the tip of my chin, drawing us together.

I claimed her lips roughly, dragging myself against her and feeling her soft mounds squish against my chest. My hands wandered down her hips, cupping her delicious ass and spreading her thighs to wrap around my hips.

Her tongue slipped into my mouth, tasting me and dragging my lip against her fangs.

I could feel her venom running through my system. Knots all over my body seemed to unravel and relax into the moment.

With my draconic constitution, I wasn’t going to turn into a glazy eyed doll, but it still felt relaxing.

As I kissed her, I could feel the heat of her sex penetrating my jeans. Her desire for me only excited my dragon all over again.

I slammed her into the wall and broke the kiss, trailing my lips down her neck to my mark.

My jaws crackled, and I bit down again.

“Yes. Yours.” Morgana bucked against me as I marked her once more. This time, it wasn’t magical, but it still felt immensely satisfying.

Mine.

“Bed.” I hoisted her up and tossed her on the mossy bed. Roots formed the bedposts and came down from the ceiling.

It wasn’t a typical bed, but whatever she did to cultivate the moss made it soft and springy in a way that a true bed couldn’t mimic.

I shucked my shirt and jeans, letting my rock hard member spring up into Morgana’s face as she leaned forward like she was going to whisper to it.

But instead, she kissed it softly, her tongue darting out and licking it from the tip all the way down to the shaft as she looked up through her lashes at me.

Her bright red eyes nearly glowed in the dim light. “Mmmm.” Morgana murmured as her hand came up to pump me. She moved her mouth down to each of my balls, kissing and lightly sucking on them as she pumped her hand up and down.

Then she looked up and sat slightly back as she pumped, letting me appreciate her body.

The drow vampire was beautiful, and she knew it with the smirk she wore. There was something about her soft blue skin that made her breasts even more inviting. “Like what you see?” she asked.

“Yes. You are gorgeous, Morgana.”

“And yours. All yours.” She proved that by leaning forward and swallowing my cock down to the back of her throat. Keeping eye contact with me, she began to bob.

Each time she went down, she nestled the head in her throat, humming around it and sloppily letting it back out of her slippery throat.

My body yearned for more, and Morgana liked it a little rough. Getting a fist full of her hair, I pushed her all the way down and pumped several times into her throat, enjoying the slick sheath.

When I let up, she dragged her fangs along my length in warning. The sensation sent a thrill through me.

She made a ring with her fingers and squeezed the base of my cock before slathering it with her tongue. Her venom had made it near euphoric. With every lick, I could feel myself peaking, but her fingers tightened, and she denied me the release as she continued to please me with her mouth.

I growled in frustration and grabbed her head again, slamming her far enough down that she was forced to remove her fingers.

There were two pricks on my skin. They were barely noticeable if I hadn’t known it was coming, but the drow vampire knew how to work my body.

The sensation of her venom was washed out as I groaned and came. It felt like buckets of cum as I pumped, sheathed wonderfully in her throat as she hummed.

I let myself finish and savor the vibrations of her throat. I let myself slowly come down from the sensitive bliss, and Morgana obliged, continuing to swirl her tongue over me.

When Morgana pulled back, she licked her lips. “So sweet. Like a little forbidden treat.”

“Forbidden treat you say?” I smiled as I pushed her down on the mossy bed.

Morgana’s nails raked along my side and over my shoulders. “What a monster.” She grinned as she spread her legs.

I playfully bit at my mark on her again as I worked my cock around her labia, parting her folds and feeling myself plunge into her warm and ready depths. “Morgana.” I grunted as I savored being inside of her.

“My mate.” She whispered before she bit my ear and dragged her nails through my hair. “I want you to pound me into the wall from behind.”

I pumped a few more times, making sure I was lubricated before I flipped her over on the bed and circled her puckering anus. “Careful what you ask for.”

I was rough, shoving it into her deep moans of happiness. Her body arched, and I took the opportunity to grab onto her breasts, kneading them in my hands as she stretched out around me.

When she was ready, I shoved her forward to the headboard of the bed and rammed myself home.

Her ass was still tight, and it felt glorious with my already sensitive member. Her venom continued working through my body as I lost myself in her, driving into her repeatedly.

She cried out and worked herself back on me while she clung to the headboard for dear life.

My thighs clapped her ass, and the sound drove me even harder.

Her hands slipped off the headboard, and I drove her into the wall as I pumped into her.

“Fuck. Fuck.” I groaned before I lifted her shoulders up so I could get my hands on her chest.

The change in angle squeezed her ass around me, and I sandwiched her between the wall and my chest as I continued to drive myself wild in her ass.

Her fangs found my arm and bit me as she reached behind herself, her nails digging into my scalp and neck.

I felt the tension building in my body to near unbearable levels before I came, filling her ass and bucking her against the wall several times. “I love you. You drive me wild.”

“Mmmm.” Morgana said, a putty-like smile spreading across her face. Then she playfully turned and pushed on my shoulders to make me lie back on the bed. “I want to ride you now.” Morgana bit her lip, smearing a little blood before she licked it away.

Smiling, I flopped myself backward, ready for the show I knew she’d provide.

Morgana moved sensually as if in a dance, her hands sliding along my thighs and up to my abs as she swung her legs over to straddle me.

Then she rose up, holding her sex just over my rod.

“My turn.” Her sultry eyes met mine as she gleefully sank down on me. I shuddered with pleasure, knowing what was about to come.