Dragon Emperor 11: From Human to Dragon to God

by Eric Vall

  “Rub her tits,” I murmured to the spirit. “I want you to make her climax while you lick my cum out of her.”

  Miraya reached forward and kneaded Laika’s breast, and the wolf-warrior’s back arched away from the bed.

  “Oh, gods!” Laika cried out.

  The spirit rubbed her thumb in circles around Laika’s nipple, and suddenly, the wolf’s juices were gushing down her slit and into Miraya’s mouth. My warrior moaned with pleasure, and ripples of her climax left her body trembling on the bed.

  “Fuck, yes,” I growled as I plunged my cock harder and harder inside the sword spirit. “Now, cum for me as I fill you up to the brim.”

  “Oh, yes, Lord Evan!” Miraya squealed as goosebumps pimpled her skin. “I’m about to… ohhh… yessss!”

  Her ass jiggled against my thighs as I pumped in and out, and then her tunnel squeezed my cock like a vise as she tumbled over the edge. Her sweet climax washed over my shaft like a sauna, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. Making love to Miraya was exquisite because she was an immortal being who had never experienced pleasure before I took her as my lover. So, every experience I gave her in bed was a first, and it excited my dragon soul to know that I had claimed all these parts of her mind, body, and essence.

  “Hmmmm, you are mine,” I growled as my seed erupted out from my cock in waves that flooded the spirit’s hungry pussy.

  “Ohhh, my master! You are filling my womb. It feels amazinnngggg!” Miraya groaned as I continued to pump in and out of her spasming tunnel, and her tight walls grazed the tip of my dick and sent shudders throughout my body. The orgasm rippled through me until I was finally drained to the last drop, and I glanced down to see my creamy sperm dripping out around my shaft and down Miraya’s pale thighs.

  Then I sat back on the bed to catch my breath as the women rolled over next to each other, but as I opened my mouth for a witty comment, the door burst open, and Alyona rushed in.

  “Lord Evan!” she cried out as she held up her white jade hand mirror.

  The surface of the mirror sparkled with bright colors while a dinging noise rang through the room.

  King Rodion was finally calling back.

  And of course, while I was naked.

  “Fuck, give me a second.” I quickly pulled my tunic over my head and ruffled my hair to a somewhat normal state as the princess sat next to me on the bed.

  “Ah, what should we do?” Laika’s gray eyes darted around the room.

  “Just stay under the blanket on the other end of the bed,” Alyona directed them. “He won’t be able to see the whole room.”

  My lovers nodded and then shimmied under the covers just as the princess accepted the king’s call.

  Her father’s face shimmered into view, and he looked like he hadn’t slept in days. His normally perfect pale skin was mottled with purple bags under his eyes, and his white hair was unkempt and tangled.

  “Father!” Alyona gasped. “Are you alright?”

  “Yes, my child,” King Rodion assured her. “I apologize for the delay. We were attacked by a group of outlaws.”

  “By the gods!” The princess covered her mouth with her dainty hand.

  “Don’t fret, Alyona,” her father laughed. “They thought I couldn’t handle them while I tended to the Breach.”

  “Well, that was dumb,” I chuckled.

  “Indeed,” the king agreed with a small smile. “Now, you have all the relics?”

  “Yes,” I confirmed. “We only need to find a place to hide them. Or several places, really. Any ideas?”

  “I assumed you already had a place in your mind, dear dragon,” King Rodion said with a mischievous twinkle in his amethyst eyes.

  “Well, ah, we’ve been looking…” I trailed off as a thought flitted across my mind and disappeared.

  “Your dream, my lord,” Miraya whispered as she and Laika stayed out of sight of the mirror.

  “My dream?” I murmured with a frown before it hit me. “Oh, shit! Yeah! I do have a place.”

  “Where might that be?” the king asked.

  “Hatra,” I replied firmly. “Not only did I build the place from the ground up, but the Crimson Dragon already guards it with her life.”

  “Then that shall be your first stop,” King Rodion declared. “We will consider options for the other two once you are there.”

  “Sounds great,” I said with a glance at Alyona, who smiled proudly at my decision.

  “Then I will talk to you both soon.” The king dipped his head and disappeared, and the mirror’s surface shimmered again before it returned to my normal reflection.

  “I suppose it’s time to go back to Hatra,” Alyona announced with a smile.

  “Time to go home,” I agreed and planted a kiss on her cheek. “But first, I need some fucking food.”

  Miraya and Laika giggled from the other side of the bed before they scrambled around for their robes. I stood up to make my way over to the door, but then Alyona grabbed my arm.

  “My love,” she giggled. “You may want to put on your pants first.”

  The princess handed me my trousers while all three women laughed uncontrollably.

  “Maybe I wanted to assert my dominance,” I joked as I pulled on my trousers. “Make all the other guys jealous.”

  “They would have been very envious indeed, my lord.” Laika grinned, but then her gray-eyed gaze drifted to my bare cock, and she bit her lip.

  “Thanks.” I smirked.

  The women continued to laugh and chuckle as we made our way down to the dining hall, and the aroma of sweet bread wafted into my nose before I even made it into the room. When I got closer to the table, I could see the bread was fried, cut into thick slices, and covered with cooked roadrunner eggs.

  No shit. French toast?

  I looked around the table, and sure enough, several jugs of a sweet-smelling orange syrup sat between the plates. Next to the sweet bread, there was a tray piled high with thick slices of bacon, though it smelled a little more gamey.

  “Mmmm, boar bacon,” Laika sighed as she plopped down at the table.

  Aaliyah, Ravi, and the dryads were already seated and chatting with Lord Vallen and Lord Nikolaus. The lion Demi-Human was dressed in her usual crimson and gold robes, with her long blonde hair twisted into a braid that flopped over her shoulder and cascaded down to her hip. She turned to watch us walk in with her amber eyes glowing, and her grin revealed her long canines.

  Ravi threw her head back to laugh, and the phoenix’s long fire-colored hair swung around behind her chair. She wore an orange robe with a row of white flames stitched into the collar, and I could smell the campfire scent of her hair from here. She leaned over and put a hand on Polina’s leg as the two giggled together, and I smiled at the friendship between my women.

  Polina, Trina, and Marina were nearly inseparable, and now the dryad sisters sat together at the table and piled food onto their plates as they laughed along with Ravi. Their beautiful jade skin was covered by violet robes, and each of them wore a different colored flower in their hair. The dryads weren’t sisters by blood, but they were born into the same dryad tribe and were close enough so that they often finished each other’s sentences, and now they were all part of our family, my harem.

  Lord Nikolaus, or Nike as I called him, was my best friend and fellow nobleman. He had one of the most powerful swords in Inati, the Sword of Light, he was a brilliant strategist, and he was also an extremely formidable ally. His silver eyes scanned over us as we walked in, and he dipped his head in greeting.

  “Good morning,” Aaliyah said in a husky voice. “Busy morning?”

  “Ummm, no?” Miraya blushed a bright red and scurried into an empty seat at the table, while Laika and Alyona sat on either side of my seat.

  “We had a chat with the king,” I added to save the sword spirit some embarrassment.

  “Oh?” Lord Vallen, the leader of the city of Kana, grinned as I sat down and offered me a wink of his yellow eye. “Jus
t a chat with the king?”

  The lizard Demi-Human was small in stature, and his brown scales traveled up his neck to the base of his head which was covered with a cream-colored turban. His black and cream robes were in thick layers, and they wrapped around his short, round body.

  “Where’s Lady Naomi?” I asked to change the subject away from my bedroom.

  “Right here,” the lizard Demi-Human replied as she breezed into the room.

  Lady Naomi was Lord Vallen’s sister, and she sat on the other side of him with an annoyed look on her slender face. She’d almost always looked annoyed with me, though, ever since she tried to use her magic to keep me out of Kana. Her scales were a bright magenta, and they matched her magenta hair that was cut in a straight line at her chin. Her amber eyes had the same reptilian shape as her brother’s, but the color was softer like candlelight. She obviously avoided my gaze as she had for the last two days since she pleasured herself while watching as I fucked two of my lovers, and I smirked but didn’t say anything to call her out.

  She’d soon be mine. It was only a matter of time.

  “We have a plan for one of the relics,” I announced instead while I continued to stare at the lady mage.

  “You do?” Ravi asked, and she leaned forward excitedly. “Where are we going?”

  “To Hatra,” I declared. “That’s what we were discussing with King Rodion this morning.”

  “A sound plan.” Nike nodded approvingly as he took another bite of his toast.

  “What?” Naomi gaped and dropped her fork with a clang. “Wouldn’t that be the first place for a thief to look? Word has probably spread that you’re protecting the relics by now.”

  “Even if they do come for the relics, Valerra would slaughter anyone who tried to get in.” I smirked. “She doesn’t care much for other people, but she cares about the place I have in mind.”

  “Why?” The lizard mage raised a slender eyebrow.

  “I’ll tell you one day,” I replied and winked.

  Naomi dropped her gaze to her plate as she picked up her fork and poked at her breakfast.

  I had time to get her on my side.

  For now, it was time to get the Bow of Wellston and go back home.

  Chapter 2

  Once we’d finished eating breakfast, we walked down the hallway to the door that would lead us to the old catacombs, and the wooden entrance featured a huge lock that held the latch closed. Though Naomi had built a new set of tunnels when she’d first started using her magic as a child, we’d chosen the old passageways after the bandits discovered the others and had stolen the Sundex. These catacombs were less complex but also less known to outsiders. It wasn’t perfect, but it had kept the Bow safe from the bandits for the last few days, and that was all we’d needed.

  “Here we are.” Vallen pulled the ring of keys from his robes and unlocked the door. The lock opened with a squeak and a clank, and Alyona and Naomi led the way down the stairs and stopped just before we reached the bottom.

  The two mages joined hands, and they began to remove the disorientation spell they’d set up. Alyona murmured a few words, and Naomi repeated them. Then the two women chanted together as the transparent curtain of disorientation magic wavered for a moment and disappeared.

  The disorientation spell was the first line of defense for the Bow we’d hidden beneath the city.

  We followed the path and jutted off to the right down a back tunnel. The front entrance to the cavern we needed was blocked off thanks to a collapsed wall and a strengthening spell, so we had to go in the back way.

  Just before the final turn, I strode to the front and stopped the group with a finger to my lips.

  “The drovian is likely right around this corner,” I whispered. “We need to get her back before we go in, or she’ll attack us for getting close to her younglings again.”

  “Can you just petrify her again?” Aaliyah asked. “It worked before.”

  “I don’t know if she would survive it.” I frowned. “And she tore through my webs, so I can’t tie her up with those. We need a way to get her to return to her nest without hurting her. What else would make her move out of the way?”

  “Scare her with fire?” Laika suggested.

  “It could catch on her feathers,” I said and shook my head. “What else?”

  “I could try to speak to her in bird form?” Ravi offered. “I mean, she kind of hated me before, but it could work.”

  “If it doesn’t, she’ll just be pissed off again,” I countered. “We need something with a higher chance of success.”

  “Um, I have a strange idea,” Miraya volunteered quietly.

  “What is it?” I quirked an eyebrow.

  All of our heads turned to look at the spirit, who tucked her white hair behind her ear and took a breath before she answered.

  “You could use mimicry to look like a mate,” she said carefully.

  “I can mimic a bird?” I asked in surprise, but I immediately lowered my voice as a squawk echoed down the tunnel toward us.

  “I don’t see why not.” Alyona shrugged. “I think it’s a great idea, Miraya.”

  “Thank you, milady,” the spirit murmured with a smile.

  “You should know how to court a lady by now, Lord Evan,” Nike chuckled with a twinkle in his silver eyes. “Go win her over.”

  “Ha, ha,” I grunted and focused on my mimicry magic. Then I pictured the drovian mother we’d set up to guard the door to the cavern. Her white and beige feathers covered most of her body, though scales crawled up her long neck, and her muscular pink legs were exposed down to her three-toed feet. I envisioned the feathers, scales, and dagger-like talon but in a more male form, and when I looked down, I nearly fell over from the awkward shape of my large round body. I craned my long neck around to see my strange pink legs, and then I lifted one foot to inspect my clawed toes.

  The women all gave me a thumbs-up, and I wished my beak could smirk as I turned the corner to test out the theory.

  The drovian mother looked up with another squawk as I came into view, but after she stared at me for a long moment, she just settled back down onto her nest. The baby drovians she was protecting crawled around and over her with little squeaks, and she kept her adoring gaze on her younglings.

  I crept closer, and the large bird monster finally looked up at me again. I wasn’t sure how to hit on a dinosaur-looking bird creature, but I was going to have to try. So, I sauntered next to the beast, leaned down, and pecked her beak with my own. She looked startled for a moment before she wrapped her long neck around mine. Then she rubbed her scaly throat along mine and made a light humming sound.

  Was this a fucking bird hug?

  I waited for her to release me, and then I attempted the same honking call I’d heard from her. She nodded and began to round up the younglings. Then she followed me down the hall and around a few curves to her real nest. We’d recreated the other nest closer to the door for added protection, but now she could return to the one she had made.

  I dipped my long neck toward the nest, and the mother drovian pranced over and landed with a happy plop. She shifted her body around to settle deeper into the sand, and then she looked up at me and hummed again. Even the baby drovians crawled into their tiny sand hills with satisfied squeaks and sighs.

  As I turned to leave, the drovian mother sounded another squawk and cocked her head to the side, and I froze for a moment. It wasn’t like I knew how to speak the language, and I didn’t want her to chase me back down the tunnel. So, I resorted to the scientific fact Nike had given me.

  Drovians were instinctual creatures, and I had to act like a dominant male.

  I slammed my clawed foot into the sand and gave her a side eye with another loud squawk, and the drovian mother lowered her head immediately and returned to watching her younglings without another sound. I stood for another moment as I made sure she didn’t look back up at me, and then I turned around to leave.

  Finally, I scurried back d
own the hallway and released the mimicry magic as soon as I was out of her sight. I felt my own muscular arms take shape as my black scales formed along my forearms, and I shook my head as my shaggy black hair swished around my face.

  I never wanted to have feathers again.

  “Did it work?” Miraya whispered as I came back around the corner.

  “Yes,” I confirmed. “The drovian mother is back to her original nest, and the babies followed. Though I think she was a little upset that I walked out on them.”

  Naomi nodded and took the lead to the door. I walked behind her, and Nike fell into step with me.

  “So, are you going to tell me what happened?” Nike deadpanned.

  “Absolutely fucking not,” I muttered, and the noble stifled a laugh.

  We approached the door, and Naomi traced the symbols with a clawed finger. The deep mahogany door was covered by three light-colored concentric circles, and each of the circles had been carved with a series of letters and numbers that had meant nothing to us at first. Once we realized it had been made when her parents were alive, Naomi figured out the pattern was the initials and birthdays of her and her siblings. That was how I’d learned about her piece of shit brother she’d magically paralyzed for attacking her and her family when he wasn’t given the role of lord after his father’s death.

  “I didn’t realize our family crest was on here, too,” the lady mage murmured as she ran her fingers over the lizard in the center of the circles. “The elders used to say the first lizard had been cursed by a sorcerer for impregnating a human, and his punishment was to be burned into the crest forever. At the time, Demi-Humans were forbidden to exist, and the sorcerer in power didn’t take the offense lightly. That’s why it seems like the lizard watches you wherever you go.”

  I stared at the lizard painted onto the wood, and a shiver ran through my body as I remembered how I’d thought it seemed so real the first time we were here. Its eyes had seemed to follow us while we tried to solve the puzzle of the locked door, and now it looked like I hadn’t been too far off.

  Naomi spun the circles to enter the right combination, and the inner lock sprung open with a clang. We followed her into the cavern, and suddenly, the pull of the Bow slammed into me like a brick wall. I could feel its desire for me to free it, and I had to fight to resist its will.