by Logan Jacobs
“I mean, I did look up a wikihow about it at one point,” I conceded, “but that was mainly to make some homemade fireworks for one of our celebrations back home. I remember the recipe pretty well, but I have no freaking clue where you’d even find potassium nitrate around here… Sometimes you can get it from fertilizer, but it takes a very specific type of animal to produce the right type of waste. So, I guess, long story short, I could totally make a very unstable version of black powder, but it’d be a bitch to try and find all the ingredients.”
“Maybe we should just steal it from the orcs the next time we encounter them.” Nerissa shrugged. “If there is a next time.”
“I’m afraid there will be,” I sighed. “Even if they get our message and it somehow prevents them from coming back here, they’ll still be out on the high seas. And I doubt they’re going to give up on trying to capture those dragons on the volcanic island.”
“Probably not.” Jemma frowned. “But that’s why we’ll have to get there first!”
She could say that again. Now that we knew how to wake up the dragons and rekindle their bonds, all we had to do was get Jonas out to the island and have him perform the ceremony.
Then we’d have a literal small fleet of fire-breathing dragons to help us smoke the orcs out of any remaining islands they might be terrorizing.
But still, something was bothering me.
It would be rational to assume all of the people who’d been bonded with the sleeping dragons were dead, but Tirian’s mom was up and about just a few days ago.
Something wasn’t adding up, and I really wanted to get to the bottom of it.
I knew that soon, my crew and I would have to venture back out to the volcanic island, where we would try to piece together any clues that could help us figure out what happened to the bondmates of the deadly beasts. I was also curious to figure out if there were currently any inhabitants on the island, or if there had been at any point in time.
There were still a million mysteries left unsolved, but those would have to wait until another day.
For now, we were still reveling in our victory, and my children were leading the celebration.
“Then Dad was like ‘ha!’ and sliced off the orc captain’s legs!” Arrick mimicked attacking Oshuna’s legs with a sword, and the pink-scaled toddler instantly fell down onto her knees.
“My wegs are gone!” she cried out in the most adorable toddler voice. “I can’t ‘alk no more. Waaaa!”
I couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear as I watched Arrick walk over to his sister, place his hand on her forehead nonchalantly, and then gently push her to the ground, and Oshuna collapsed onto the stage and let her tongue flop out of her mouth as she played dead in the most child-like way possible.
“But Daddy wasn’t done yet…” my lanky “ten year old” son continued. “Then he had Tirian the dragon swoop in and put fire onto the orc’s wounds!”
Arrick gestured wildly at his sister and held the pose for a solid ten seconds. Then he glanced up into the sky, tapped his foot, and cleared his throat obnoxiously.
Oh! Tirian gasped. I missed my cue!
The silver-scaled dragon did a fly-over of the stage, and he spat a small blast of red-hot flames into the air harmlessly.
“Then the mighty Draco Rex sent the orc back to the other ugly orcs with a warning…” Arrick smiled. “Don’t mess with the dragonkin!”
The crowd erupted into applause as the story came to a close, and then all of my children who had been playing the corpses hopped up, locked arms, and took a bow.
“That was adorable,” Jemma squealed and clapped her hands vigorously. “I hope our child is just as creative and full of energy.”
“I’m sure they will be.” I smiled warmly at the deer-woman. “Boy or girl, they’ll probably have your sense of wonder and optimism.”
Jemma’s face blushed as she looked down and played with her food for a moment. She was surely thinking about how we’d conceived the child, and how it was going to be born in a matter of months.
“And what will our child get from me, Ben?” Ainsley interjected with a playful smirk.
“Well, that’s easy!” I chuckled. “Our kid’s going to be brave just like his mom. Most likely a natural-born leader, too.”
“Those are characteristics that apply to you, too,” the pale strawberry-blonde noted.
“Then they’ll probably get your spunkiness.” I winked. “They’ll probably be brutally honest, even if they don’t have to be.”
“So, our kid will be the one to tell us we dress foolishly?” Ainsley mused. “I can’t wait…”
With the show now over and the celebration winding down, we all finished our meals, did a bit of dancing, and then decided to retire for the night.
The Coonag women returned to the huts down by the border wall. We hoped to eventually get them something nicer and more comfortable for their people, but that was going to have to wait for a while.
The rest of us headed to our rooms in the palace, though I was stopped by a familiar face on my way to bed. Ainsley paused just outside of her room, turned around, and placed her hand on my chest.
“Yes?” I grinned at the beautiful pregnant deer woman.
“I need to talk to you, my king,” she purred, and my pants grew tighter as I realized where this was going.
I looked over at Mira, Nerissa, and Talise, but they all didn’t seem to care.
“See you in the morning, Ben,” Talise giggled.
“Don’t wear him out too much, Ainsley,” Nerissa interjected with a wink. “We’ll need him to help us repair the wall in the morning.”
With that, the three dragonkin women sauntered away to their rooms, and Ainsley and I were all alone.
The long-legged deer woman opened up her door, stepped inside, and then pulled me in immediately. The second we were out of the hallway, she pressed her mouth against mine, and I got a brief taste of her sweet lips.
Our tongues began to dance around in each others’ mouths as we made our way back to the bed against the wall, and Ainsley fumbled with my belt the whole time. She finally got it off, tossed it to the side, and then sat down on the bed.
“I missed you,” the deer woman cooed as she looked up at me with her ocean blue doe eyes. “Also, I wanted to give you a reward for your bravery…”
Before I could ask what she was talking about, the woman yanked my pants down around my ankles and exposed my erect, throbbing cock. She licked her lips as she stared at my member, and then she quickly cupped my balls and flicked her tongue across the head.
“Oh, fuck, Ainsley,” I groaned as I threw my head back. “That’s some reward.”
“I haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.” The deer woman winked, and then she shoved the entirety of my dick into her mouth.
Her wet, hot throat spasmed as she tried to take me all in, and I tensed up from the pure ecstasy of it all. Ainsley’s head bobbed up and down on my erection as she pleasured my cock, and eventually she got a rhythm going where she would deepthroat it two or three times, pop it out of her mouth, and run her smooth tongue up and down each side. Then she’d suck on each side of my balls while she stroked me off using the wetness of her mouth’s passion.
It felt fucking incredible, and I didn’t know how I was going to last very long.
“Gods, you’re good at this,” I groaned. “Where the fuck did you learn how to do that?”
Ainsley let my dick flop out of her mouth and caught it firmly in her right hand. Then she looked up at me and shrugged.
“I think about it,” the strawberry-blonde woman admitted. “I think about it a lot.”
“Well, keep fucking thinking about it,” I whispered. “Because I’m gonna paint your throat with my cum if you keep at it.”
“I don’t want it in my mouth,” Ainsley protested. “I want it inside of my womb, where you put it before. Where you made this baby grow inside of me.”
Instantly, my cock grew harder
at the thought of filling this beautiful deer woman with my seed again.
Ainsley noticed the swelling of my manhood, and she let out a soft moan at the sight. Then she gave it one last little kiss on the head before she started to move up, and the deer woman ran her slender fingers along my pelvis and stomach before she grabbed the bottom of my shirt and began to pull it off.
The second she got the garment off, I went to work on her.
The beautiful strawberry-blonde woman was wearing a tunic that hugged her perfect breasts and slender torso like a wet towel, and I practically salivated at the notion of tearing it off her. She was a tall, pale, fucking gorgeous package, and I was the addressee.
Ainsley gasped as I pulled on the edge of her fabric and held it up high in the air. Then she did a slow twirl for me and went into a fit of giggles as the tunic unraveled on her body.
A few seconds later, and the deer woman was completely nude.
Much like the other deer woman, Ainsley was all legs, and my eyes always started at those succulent, delicious limbs before they wandered up to the pink slit between her perfect thighs. Her pussy was already dripping wet with anticipation and covered in a small, tasteful amount of blonde hair. Her stomach was just starting to show the results of one of our previous lovemaking sessions, and her already large breasts were also growing as they prepared for our first child.
I ran my hand along Ainsley’s outer thigh as I nibbled on her neck. The woman’s long, toned legs were creamy and like silk to the touch, and her skin felt like a cloud against my lips.
She let out a soft moan as I circled my hand around to her inner thigh, and then she gasped with excitement when I slid two fingers into her warm mound of love. I fingered her gently as I pressed my thumb up against her clitoris, which was swollen with excitement at my touch.
“Oh, Ben…” she groaned when I began to make circles with my thumb. “This is fucking incredible.”
“You’re so fucking wet,” I whispered into her ear, which only made her spasm around my fingers.
Then Ainsley’s pupils narrowed, and she took a step away from me. She flipped around, laid her upper half against the edge of the bed, and shoved her tight ass up into the air before she looked back at me with her begging blue doe eyes.
“I need you inside me,” she pleaded. “I want you inside of me right now.”
I wasn’t going to protest.
So, I moved in closer to my lover, grabbed her around her slender waist, and then slowly slid my throbbing cock inside of her pussy. Ainsley was super wet, but she was still amazingly tight. My dick shook with delight as it pressed further and further into her warm tunnel, and I just about blew my load when I felt my head hit her cervix.
“Oh, Nira, that’s amazing!” she whimpered as she leaned her head forward and let her hair cascade onto the bed. “You’re so thick and long.”
I gave Ainsley’s ass a slap and watched it jiggle as I started to thrust in and out of her slowly, and with each movement I made, even the very slight ones, seemed to send her into a fit of trembles. Once I had a rhythm going, I increased the intensity of my movements, and Ainsley practically melted onto the bed.
The strawberry-blonde woman gripped the edge of the bed so hard her knuckles turned white, and she began to only communicate in hurried gasps.
“Holy fuck, you’re tight,” I moaned as I continued to take her from behind. “I’m gonna fill you to the brim with my seed.”
“D-Do it!” Ainsley gasped. “Fill me up, Ben. I want to feel your warm seed oozing into my womb.”
The dirty talk from my lover almost sent me over the edge, and I had to slow down before I unraveled right then and there.
As much as I wanted to cum, I was a gentleman, and a gentleman always lets his lady “come” first.
Ainsley must have sensed I was on the verge, though, and she suddenly went in for the kill. The deer woman crawled forward and pulled herself off my cock, and then she flipped around so she was on her side and patted the bed.
“Lay down,” she ordered. “You’ve had a long day, my king… Let me handle things from here.”
I walked over to the bed, laid down so I was on my back, and then watched as Ainsley crawled up so her pussy was even with my erection. She kissed my Adam’s apple gently before she sucked on my neck with intensity, and then the strawberry-blonde woman lowered herself down onto my cock from above.
She started off simply bouncing her ass up and down on my erection while she nibbled on my neck, and I ran my hands through her luscious hair. Then Ainsley looked up at me coyly, and she instantly sat up, placed her hands on my stomach for support, and began to ride me full cowgirl style.
Her arms pushed her breasts together, too, so I got a view of her wonderful cleavage as her boobs bounced up and down with each movement she made.
“God, I love watching these things,” I grunted as I ran a finger across one of Ainsley’s erect nipples.
“And I love seeing you so excited to breed with me.” The deer woman bit her lip hungrily. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this hard before.”
“I really like your baby bump.” I winked, but then I threw my head back into the bed as a wave of pure pleasure shot through my body.
The tight coil in my abdomen was winding up for the pitch, and I didn’t know just how much longer I could keep it from breaking.
Thankfully, I didn’t have to wait much longer.
Suddenly, Ainsley’s body went rigid as she closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and let out a few pathetic whimpers. The walls of her warm tunnel tightened around my cock, and I knew she was about to cum.
“I-I think I’m going to--Ohhhhhhhh!” Ainsley let out an ear-shattering moan as she went over the edge, and her orgasm was so intense she dug her nails into my chest and went rigid.
The sight and sensations of her pleasure was enough to send me over the mountaintop, so I grabbed onto her waist, forced her down onto my cock as far as it would go, and then unloaded a gallon of my seed inside of her wet, tight pussy.
We both stared at each other lovingly as we panted and started to come down from our highs. Then Ainsley leaned forward, laid her head on my chest, and slowly rolled off me.
The long-legged deer woman snuggled up close as I ran my fingers across her engorged breasts, and she let out a little coo to let me know she liked that, so I kept on doing it even as we laid there and tried to recover.
“So,” Ainsley purred as she nuzzled into my chest. “Was that a good enough reward?”
“Fuckkkkk.” I whistled. “If that’s the reward for killing a bunch of orcs, I’ll run straight there and start fucking each and every one of them up.”
“There will be plenty of chances for that, my king,” the strawberry-blonde reassured me. “Our battles are far from over.”
She could say that again. Until we eradicated the entirety of the orcs’ home base, they were going to continue to go around pillaging and murdering at their discretion.
That’s why it was so important we got to these dragons before they did. If we had a few full-grown dragons on our side, we would be able to wipe the entire orc population off the map in just a few short battles.
But first, we had to secure these beasts. And to do that required another trip to the volcanic islands.
All of that could wait for another day, though.
Right now, I just wanted to savor this victory and savor the beautiful, pregnant woman who was cuddled up next to me.
Tomorrow, we’d go about fixing the wall and planning for our next adventure, but today, it was time to revel in being Draco Rex.
End Book 6
End Notes
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