Dragon 6 Chapter 5 (Patreon)

“I’m just here to heal whichever one of you needs it more.” Trina replied with a smile as Polydora hurriedly took off her jacket and nearly hopped out of her jeans.

After I’d spoken with Trina and Poly, we’d headed down away from the chateau, drawing a bit of a crowd. The girls had also taken a break from wedding planning, curious about what was happening.

“Come on. Take off your clothes unless you think you can handle me entirely as a human.” Poly taunted me as she ripped her bra off and tossed it at me like a thrown gauntlet.

I shrugged off my shirt and slipped out of my jeans, tossing both into my bracer.

Somehow, stripping down to fight made it all feel weirder than just bursting out of my clothes.

And it didn’t make it less weird that I was about to start fighting somebody who was looking at me like she wanted to eat me, and not in the food way.

There were whistles from the peanut gallery.

“Get her! Make her submit!” Yev shouted loudly from the terrace. “Poly, I want him back in one piece.”

“If he’s going to mark me, he’s got to earn it!” Poly shouted back up, causing a few murmurs. The bronze dragon couldn’t stop grinning.

Nobody had known what had triggered the fight, but now they did. And I could feel all of their anticipation, and a little jealousy.

“Get her!” Jadelyn shouted at the top of her lungs, followed by cheers and shouts from the other girls, offering encouragement.

“Doesn’t seem like you are the favorite to win.” I teased Poly as I started to sidestep, the two of us circling.

The fight was officially on.

“Oh, I win either way.” Poly smirked. “But be warned, if I win, I’m marking you and riding you right here in the grass.”

I continued to tease her. “You think you even have a chance? That’s cute.”

She darted forward nearly parallel to the ground in a flying tackle. The sheer glee on her face as she started the fight made me smile.

I couldn’t get under her, so I leapt into the air, grabbing her shoulders and pinning her to the ground. “Got you.”

She twisted and writhed around me with the grace of an expert wrestler.

My back hit the grass before I even realized what was happening, and she pinned my wrists to my chest.

“Really? It looks like I have you.” Polydora laughed. “Do you really think you are going to win at wrestling with me? I’ve been wrestling in sandpits since before your parents were born.”

I bucked underneath her as she proved she had superior leverage. And I felt her get heavier as she packed on some dragon weight to keep herself on top of me.

“Oh yeah. Just like that.” She slid back, and I was aware once again that we were naked as she ground against me. “We can get to the fun part if you’d like. You just need to understand you are going to be on the bottom for the rest of your life.”

The dragon in me demanded that we fix the current situation. There was no way in hell was it going to be on bottom unless it wanted to be.

I roared with its frustration and lightning shot out of my mouth, catching Poly in the chest and flinging her off.

She rolled to a stand, the electric energy discharging off of her. The bronze dragon wasn’t bothered by the lightning in the slightest. “There we go. Let’s fight like dragons!” She punctuated her statement with a breath attack of her own, covering me with lightning as I tried to stand.

The attack made me hunker back down to avoid toppling over.

As soon as the lighting was out of my vision, a giant dragon’s claw smacked me back.

I flipped in the air and let my own dragon come out, partially, as I shifted into my hybrid dragon knight form. I packed on another three hundred pounds of muscle and scales before I landed.

She chased after me, snapping down at me with her jaws.

When I dodged out of the way, she pivoted, using her horns like two plows trying to scoop me up.

I grabbed one of them, riding out her attempt to knock me over and swinging myself onto her back. “You could always give up.” I shouted, finding that the words came out with a deep rumble.

“Not a chance. I want to be the one who mounts the dragon king.” Polydora tossed her head back, trying to dislodge me. But the move did little to me; she would not overpower my grip with my dragon strength.

But I choose to let go at the top of the arc, shifting again.

I was bigger than Poly, but not by much.

Landing on her back, I clung to her with my claws, tucking in my wings as I anticipated her next move.

Sure enough, Poly rolled.

Luckily, I’d tussled with a few dragons by then. I knew what to do. As she rolled, I shoved myself off of her, sending her rolling down the hill in the perfect place to pounce.

Although pouncing was a limited word for what happens when a several dozen ton dragon body slams what’s beneath it.

Poly kept rolling past where I’d expected, taking my pounce and rolling through it, ending up on top. “Oh, look at that.” She teased her mouth. It glowed for a moment as she looked down at my shoulder.

I knocked her jaws and bit at her neck, though it was too quick for me to build up the magic needed for a mark. Using her neck, I got the momentum to roll on top of her. “Like hell I’m going to let you mark me on top.”

Spreading my claws, I tried to stabilize myself on top of her while using my weight to keep her down.

Smiling, I pulled out my secret weapon.

I knew she wanted to be marked and nibbled at her neck.

Polydora thrashed, but I kept her underneath me as I teased her by licking at her shoulder, just where I would mark her. A little of my dragon king aura leaked out and pressed her will.

“It’ll feel great.” I licked it again. “Just going to leave a big mark, right here. Then you’re mine. I’ll rut you into the ground so deep you have to dig yourself out.”

“Do it already!” Poly screamed and thrashed again.

“Nope. You’re going to submit to me first.” I bit her neck, but I didn’t mark her as I kept her neck where I wanted it.

“Fine.” she huffed, blowing out a smokey breath.

“Not good enough.” I said through my full mouth.

Polydora groaned. “I submit.”

With a big grin on my draconic face, I lifted up and let the magic gather in my jaws.

She gave one last struggle as she attempted to flip me, but it didn’t work as I balanced on her.

Closing my jaws around her shoulder, I sealed the magic and marked her.

Polydora did the same. With magic in her jaws, she marked me too. But she did it while on the bottom, and that made my dragon very pleased.

She started to shrink, and I shifted back to my human form with her, leaving the two of us naked, pressed together and in the middle of a field.

The tan beauty bit her lip, a hand reaching down between the two of us and finding something very hard. “I think marking me got someone excited.”

Leaning down to her neck, I took a heavy breath of her scent, firming it up in my mind as mine.

A low roar built up in my chest until I threw my head back, needing to release it. The roar came out of me, echoing off the nearby mountain.

“Mine.” I growled as I pinned her once more to the ground.

She extended her neck in a very dragon form of submission.

I bit her again, but without magic this time, as she guided me into her sex.

The fight had been the foreplay for Poly, because she was wet and ready for me as I slipped in with ease.

Groaning, I sank into her sex.

“YES!!!” Poly shouted with enough force to echo off the mountain as well as I penetrated her. “Fuck me, my king, my mate. You earned it.”

She grabbed my head and pulled me down to her lips, kissing me aggressively. She bit my lip and moved her way down the side of my face along my jaw, alternating between kissing and nipping as her fingernails ran down my back.

My thrusts inside of her picked up, encouraged by her more aggressive gestures. My dragon wanted to fully dominate her. I was slamming myself as deep into her as I could go as she took all of me.

Her back thumped against the ground every time I drove into her, and she squeezed her sex tight every time I pulled out, like she didn’t want to let it go. It was making her hips rise with every stroke out of her slippery sex.

To get her to stop biting me, I had to pin her head to the side with my own and growled as I bit her neck, plunging myself into her wet sex repeatedly. She felt so damn good, like a fresh drink of water after a long workout.

Poly gave a low growl that was half a purr as I fucked her hard and fast.

I grunted with effort as her slick walls coaxed me to release inside of her.

She gave up on biting me as I held her neck to the side.

So instead she arched her back and let out moans, clinging to me for dear life as her nails dug into my back.

“That’s it. Beg for it from your mate.” I growled.

“Yes. Fuck me harder, mate. Fuck me so hard. Un!” She choked on anything else with a gasping moan.

I smiled as my beast purred in pleasure. Doubling down, I pinned her hips down to give me more control as I pumped harder and faster. I could feel myself building to a peak, and her moans increased in intensity.

“Yes. Yes. YES!” Polydora’s nails dug into the back of my neck as she squeezed around my cock. Her sex rippled with her orgasm.

I took that as my cue to go all out. Feeling the wet friction of her sex, my body was going wild. I slammed into her over and over again, taking what I needed.

“I’m cumming.” I moaned.

“Fill me, my mate. Brrreeeed me!” She cried out as her orgasm stretched out and I finished.

Rope after rope of my seed shot into her womb, filling her up.

Polydora went limp on the ground, panting before she thrust a fist up in the air. “YES! I HAD SEX WITH THE DRAGON KING!” Her voice echoed off the mountain, and I was sure half of the fae realm had heard her.

I chuckled and looked over my shoulder to see Trina at the top of the hill.

“Do I need to heal either of you?” She asked, her cheeks a little flushed.

I looked down at Poly. And I’d never seen her so happy or beautiful. She was nearly glowing with her post orgasm happiness as she ran her fingers along where I’d marked her.

“You should come down here and get your mark.” Poly called out, still laying on the ground.

“No, thank you. When you are ready, my king, I’d like it to be a private and intimate affair.” Trina nodded and stepped back.

I felt a bite on my shoulder and looked down at a smiling Poly. “If she’s not taking a turn, you have a pent up dragoness that you need to satisfy.”

***

By the time I finished up with Poly, it was getting dark.

She’d been nearly ready to go again, but a pair of servants had hauled out a tub for us.

Something told me Poly would never admit defeat.

The newly mated dragon held her head high and couldn’t wipe the grin off of her face as we bathed, enjoying each other’s bodies a little longer than was necessary to get clean.

When we finally finished and walked into the dining area, Till almost dropped her glass.

“Holy shit.” She studied us. “Are those bite marks?”

“Yes.” Yev sounded proud. “It’s a dragon thing.”

“He doesn’t use all of you like chew toys, does he?” Agent Till sounded nervous as she glanced around my other mates.

Jadelyn reached over Helena to pat the FBI agent on the shoulder. “No. Not unless you start biting first.”

Poly was nearly strutting as she walked around, proud as could be. She joined the other dragonettes before they pulled her into a huddle of hushed whispers that boiled with excitement, threatening to overflow.

I smiled, glad that they were accepting her mark and not making her feel isolated by their jealousy.

“Sounded like you had a good time.” Morgana patted an empty seat between her and Kelly.

At first, I thought it was a buffer, but then realized it was my seat.

“Blueberry bet that you’d hold off at least a day before mating one of the dragons.” Kelly took a long drink from her glass. “I think she needs to pay up.”

Morgana looked around me as I sat. “That’s not how I recall it at all, Furball. I recall some mangy werewolf betting that she could keep him satisfied enough he wouldn’t go mating others.”

Kelly choked on her drink. “Hey!”

I laughed and broke up their playful spat.

“Poly, come join the table.” Jadelyn lifted a glass in a toast.

“Mistress Scalewright, though I’ve mated him, I am still his honor guard.” Poly politely declined.

Jadelyn pursed her lips. “We’ll have to find sometimes when you aren’t on guard to join us. As far as I’m concerned, you are a fellow wife now.”

“Oh, there will be times that my guard is down.” Polydora looked hungrily at me, and there were murmurs as everybody’s minds flashed back to our battle on the ground, and more specifically, what had come after.

“Okay. Go brag to the other dragons. It’s dinnertime.” Yev looked like she was about to start chanting for food.

Tyrande nudged her sister. “Don’t start eating the table. You can wait another few minutes.”

“Can’t.” Yev grumbled. “I’m eating for two dragons.”

The table laughed, and I looked around, absorbing the moment. I loved being surrounded by my mates, all happy and safe.

A pang of guilt hit me. They didn’t all know about my upcoming adventure, but I didn’t want to bring down the mood of the dinner. For the moment, we’d just be a family.

“So, Poly and Trina?” Scarlett raised an eyebrow. “I hope some of us can squeeze in some time with you tonight.”

“Or we can make it a party?” I half joked, half prayed.

Frank nearly choked on his drink, giving Maddie a specific look in response. One that I was sure I’d seen before.

But Maddie wasn’t having any of it.

“It will most certainly be a party.” Morgana assured me with a rolling chuckle that made my pants tight.

The fae servers came around with those fancy serving trays with lids, setting one down in front of me before lifting off the lid with a flourish.

I’d never understood all the extra ceremony, but now it made sense.

The scent of ribs and steak hit me like a truck. My mouth watered instantly at the sight and smell of the meat ladened plate.

“You better have a few more of those ready.” Kelly was partially joking, but the fact was the predators at the table could knock back one of those trays pretty easily. The server hurried away.

I looked around, realizing everybody had food placed in front of them while I’d been distracted. Each person had a different meal carefully tailored to their needs.

Morgana’s was even a flight of blood wines.

“Given the fae and vampire relations, I’m shocked they have blood wine ready.” I commented.

Morgana and the girls gave me a strange look.

“They don’t. The fae likely brought this in just for you and this month.” Jadelyn pointed out.

I paused before nodding. Summer had really gone to effort to make the stay more comfortable.

Even as I thought it, the doors opened and Summer walked in with a flowing white dress. There were gold chains hanging off of the garment as the dress trailed behind her on the ground.

“Sorry I’m late. Getting into this thing was a pain with all the chains. But I just had to wear it for the dragon king.”

Maeve was a little less gaudy, walking in right behind Summer. She was wearing a silver number that made her blue skin stand out.

Despite the lack of gold, she had my attention. She smiled as she noticed my eyes taking her in.

“Let’s make a little room.” Summer wiggled her fingers, and the table stretched and chairs scooted to make room.

I frowned and looked over at Maeve as she sat down. “What exactly is fae magic?”

Summer seemed almost akin to a god with the move she’d just done..

Maeve pinched her brows slightly in thought. “There is the elemental magic we have, and then there’s magic related to glamors. That magic lets us bend reality a bit. But it’s not permanent. Reality always bends back.”

Maeve looked over at Summer. “But at the height of Summer or Winter’s power, they are not far off from gods in terms of their power.”

Summer just smiled as she strolled over to a seat and sat down.

“With that kind of power, much is possible. But it’s ultimately only temporary.” Maeve explained.

I glanced back at the motherly fae who was now talking to my nearby wives like she wasn’t listening.

I realized that she’d chosen to spend the peak of her strength with us, helping create a pleasant space for our trip. It felt like she’d gone above and beyond the ask, and I was curious what she was fully after.

I appreciated all that she’d done for us, and I wished I could voice it. But if I did, I risked binding myself to her.