Dragon Seer: A Fantasy Cultivation Adventure Story

by Eden Redd

  Nate took a long sip. The sweet taste crashed into his senses. He didn’t often drink sweet wines or mead, but this was different. It was special to Norrah and he wanted to share the moment with her.

  When he handed it back, Norrah looked at him with warm eyes.

  “Let’s sit on the bed,” Norrah said with a sultry edge, then turned and walked to the bed.

  Nate followed. The pair reached the edge of the immense bed. Nate looked at it, seeing the edge of the bed was up to his waist. Norrah climbed onto it and Nate did the same. The pair sat, a few feet apart. Norrah took another swig and Nate simply sat and took in her beauty and their surroundings.

  “You must have many more questions,” Norrah said.

  “Izzi and Shego told me some things, but not everything.”

  Norrah smirked, “I know Izzi can be a little gossip. I’m sure at some point she told you about our history and how we came here to Sky Claw Island. She’s clever, but I see through her games and deceptions.”

  Norrah closed her eyes and took another swig from the bottle. When she was finished, he handed it to Nate and he took it.

  Norrah continued, “But, I also know she respects my direct commands. Shego and Izzi informed you of why we’re here and what is happening.”

  Nate nodded. “A war is coming. Your elders have tasked dragons to find their Seers.”

  Norrah nodded and looked away. “I fear my friends have been gentle in speaking to the reality of the situation. War has already arrived. The sides continue to be chosen, but many have already started to test and attack where they can. Orrem and Hexnia have rallied many to their sides and they are the first to throw down the gauntlet.”

  Norrah looked at Nate once again. “You know my title and Izzi spoke to my past.”

  “You’re a Life Giver, mother of many dragons,” Nate smiled.

  Norrah nodded. “I have spent much of my life birthing many dragons. Life Givers are special in our society because breeding between dragons can be a little dangerous. I have skills and power enough to keep rambunctious males in line. My body is strong enough to birth several clutches of eggs. Life Givers hold a position of honor and respect, similar to holy and royal figures.

  “For most of my life, I thought I knew my place in dragon society. The deepest parts of me love and enjoy my role as Life Giver. I was very surprised when myself and other Life Givers were commanded to find Seers. I fought against this command, speaking with many elders. Others joined me, unsure we should enter the conflict.”

  A small sadness touched the edges of Norrah’s oval eyes. “They heard us, but remained firm on their decision. They spoke to the dangers of what was to come and all I wanted to do was ignore them. I didn’t want to disrupt my perfect life.”

  Norrah firmed up her gaze. “Have you ever heard of sea serpents?”

  Nate nodded. “Everyone has. There are many tales of ship crews, pirates, and fisherman witnessing travelling sea serpents. They are a sight to behold, from how their stories go. I haven’t personally seen one, but everyone who has ever visited the coasts comes back with some kind of sea serpent story.”

  The dragon woman nodded lightly. “Sea serpents are not simple creatures that travel the seas and oceans. They are known as the Symir. They are ancient, powerful, and predate all known dragons. They are among the favored children of Orrem and carry out his will.”

  Norrah’s eyes took on a hard edge. “The Symir have no love for dragons and we have no affection for them. We are less enemies and more rivals. Kana brought us to life and encouraged us to the lands and skies. Orrem created the Symir to dwell in the great depths, an extension of his will. Both of our kinds have held a simmering grudge against the other, but never went to war. It is known that such a conflict could crack the world.”

  Nate listened and watched as Norrah’s expression twitched. He noticed memories behind her eyes as she continued.

  “Years ago, I had birthed a clutch of eggs in one of our island rookeries. There were several Life Givers there, bringing new life into the world. It was a magical time and we could not contain our excitement for our new broods. It was a time for celebration and since we had not had any wine in such a long time, it was time to put an end to our thirst.

  “I promised my fellow Life Givers that I would hunt us down some wine and come back so we may bask in our great contribution to our society. I flew off, my heart full and my senses alive.”

  Norrah’s eyes took on a dragging weight, like she didn’t want to speak further. She lifted her head and a strength and sadness filled her eyes.

  “I had barely flown a few miles when the Symir attacked our rookery island. Three of them rose from the surrounding waters and blasted our rookeries with steam breath attacks, strong enough to melt stone.

  “I heard the cries of my fellow Life Givers. I turned and flew back. I arrived as streams of steam melted and smashed stone walls. I heard screams and the sounds of shattering eggs. I…” Norrah trailed off, her eyes wet.

  Nate saw the pain in her eyes as she relived the moment. He handed her the bottle. She drank deeply and finished it off. The dragon woman placed the bottle on the floor and let out a small delicate sigh.

  “I spent years fighting against the idea of finding a Seer and fighting in this war. Myself and my friends paid the price for such a fight.”

  Norrah reached the small distance between them, her hand touching his. “Nate, please understand that Shego, Izzi, and I know how to fight and defend ourselves, but we are not warriors. We were never meant to go to war. That is why this has been difficult between all of us. It doesn’t mean we are not fond of you. It doesn’t mean we don’t appreciate our long journey to find each other.

  “It means the four of us will be fighting in a war where our lives and many others will be at stake. Kana has chosen to fight Orrem and he has chosen to fight her. Hexnia has lent her strength to Orrem and his followers. There are others in the conflict, but Orrem and Hexnia have become the most dangerous and cruel.”

  Nate tuned his hand and closed his fingers around Norrah’s hand. “I understand the stakes and have already pledged myself to you, Shego, Izzi, and the side of light. It’s true, I have spent a portion of my life fighting and growing. My size has pushed others to fight me. My kindness has brought out the cruelty in others. I’d rather not fight through a conflict, but sometimes we don’t have a choice.”

  Nate tilted his head, shadows covering his eyes. “I’m sorry for your friends and the many eggs lost to such a heartless attack. If I was there, I would have fought to my last, dying breath.”

  Norrah’s eyes continued to gleam as she looked upon Nate. “In my heart, I know you would have. You have already proven yourself. Izzi and I saw you in those last moments, fighting those monsters to save Shego. When she is healed, she will not want to leave your side. Under her rough exterior, she’s a romantic. She often spoke to me about her favorite legends and stories of fighting alongside those you love and against great evils. She can be quite soft when she lets her guard down.”

  Nate smiled. “And you? How do you feel about the four of us, together?”

  Norrah smiled. “I feel confident.”

  Nate’s smile turned into a smirk. “Just confident?”

  The dragon woman lifted her legs onto the bed and curled them sideways against her. Nate noticed the warm affection in her eyes and along her womanly body. Her cheeks nearly glowed in the dim light and the room grew a degree warmer.

  “Izzi and Shego didn’t tell you how I felt?”

  Nate kept his knowing smile. “It depends. Will they get in trouble if they did or didn’t?”

  Norrah’s eyes closed as she let out a happy laugh. Her shoulders trembled as she pulled back her hand and grabbed Nate’s knee with affection. A tear touched the corner of her closed eyes and she wiped it away, the wetness glittering in the dim light. When the small laughter faded, her eyes opened and she looked at Nate with a sultry hunger.

  “I felt your
strength, honor, and kindness when we dreamed. The times we touched in the dreamscape, often left me breathless when I awoke. The moments were fleeting and I hungered for more of them.

  “The three of us slept often, trying to help guide you to us. But my affections grew beyond the point of no return long before you arrived. I still had to know if you were truly like your dream self. I’m happy you soared past expectations.”

  “I feel the same about all three of you,” Nate said with a genuine smile.

  The heat in the chamber grew. Nate’s senses felt the strong pulses coming off Norrah as she sat. It was almost like he could feel her very heartbeat.

  Norrah looked down. “Once the bond is achieved, only death can break it.”

  “I have no intention of any of us dying for a very long time,” Nate grinned.

  Green eyes gleamed in the light before Norrah looked away.

  “Nate, will you bring over a bottle of wine for us?”

  Nate nodded, slid off the bed and stood up. He walked past the large table and to the standing wine rack. He looked upon the bottles. They were large and nearly the length of his arm. He reached up to one at chest level, took hold and pulled. Muscles strained slightly at the weight before his body adjusted to it. He hefted the bottle in both arms before turning around and becoming very still.

  Norrah was standing by the bed. She looked away as her scaled hand ran down over her voluptuous chest and down her stomach. The silky silver dress began to turn into wisps of energy, dissipating like smoke into the air. The fabric continued to split and fade away until her hand touched her own thigh.

  Nate was frozen as Norrah stood in her nude glory. Much like Izzi and Shego, scales ran down the sides of her arms, midsection and thighs. Pale skin glowed in the dim light, contrasted against her green scales. Heavy breasts defied gravity’s pull and brown nipples stood erect. Thick thighs framed her hairless valley, warm and inviting. Her rubenesque figure was like a dream, a light for him to follow in the dark. Her tail was limp, the tip touching the floor, but her eyes were filled with a loving desire.

  Nate began walking toward her. He didn’t blink as he drank in her nude form. She was nearly his height, just an inch shy. Hands clutched at the large wine bottle, but his mind filled with lustful desires. The sight of her caused his manhood to stir. Despite the intimate time with Shego, it wasn’t enough to dull his desires for long. When urges welled up, it had become a curse he could not deny. In the back of his mind, he knew dragons would not suffer from exhaustion like many of the other races.

  The young man stood before the dragon goddess and admired her beauty.

  Norrah lifted one hand and took hold of the bottle’s neck. She pulled it from Nate’s hand and grabbed the cork with her other scaled hand. The cork popped easily and fell to the floor. Norrah lifted the opening to Nate and urged him to drink.

  Nate took hold of the bottle, lifted it up and drank deeply. The rich red wine flowed down his throat and into his full stomach. It reached the mead already there and swirled. Nate gulped, enjoying the taste before lowering the wine bottle. Norrah took hold, lifted it up and drank deeply. When she had her fill, she placed it down beside the bed and Nate’s pack.

  Norrah turned to Nate and stepped closer. The distance between them disappeared as she pressed her body to his strong frame. She looked into Nate’s eyes and bit her lip. She took a deep inhale, enjoying his musky scent and the growing heat from his body.

  “As a Life Giver, it can take some time to satisfy our desires.”

  Nate kept his gaze on Norrah’s emerald green eyes. “As Norrah, how deep are your desires?”

  Norrah let out a warm sigh, her lips inches from his. “Deep enough to bring on a degree of madness. I hope that doesn’t frighten you?”

  “It doesn’t and it never will,” Nate smirked with confidence.

  Norrah’s hand touched Nate’s waist. Soon, they drifted up to his shirt. Clawed fingers moved with deft skill, undoing buttons and working her way down. Nate helped by unbuckling his belt. When Norrah reached his waist again, Nate’s shirt was open. She took hold of his leggings and gently pushed down. Her body lowered as the leather leggings slipped down over his strong thighs and his manhood was free.

  Norrah licked her lips as Nate’s cock throbbed before her. It slowly rose before her eyes, thick and pulsating. Veins rose along the shaft and soon it stood under its own power. Nate stepped out of his boots and then his leggings. They were quickly kicked away as Nate stood over the kneeling dragon woman. Norrah looked up from Nate’s impressive member, his shirt open and revealing his hard body.

  Norrah inhaled Nate’s scent. Body heat touched her senses, wave after wave crashing into her and causing her own inner flames to grow brighter. Her nerves tingled in his presence, the dragon hardly able to contain her own urges. She lifted a hand and ran her fingers down the shaft. It bounced to her touch. She looked up and saw Nate’s urges barely held at bay.

  Fingers curled around the shaft and she gently stroked him. Nate let out a long exhale, watching the motherly dragon stroke him with masterful skill. Her palm was smooth and soft. She grasped him just right, massaging his member and making it diamond hard.

  Norrah leaned closer to his member. She continued to stroke him as her pointed tongue slipped out and licked his throbbing head. The taste caused her to take a deep, sultry inhale. She looked up again as her tongue glided along the purple tip.

  Nate was lost to the sensual touches of Norrah’s hand and tongue. Power sparked across his body and he fought every urge to throw her onto the bed. Despite years of absolute control, it mattered little in the presence of Norrah, Shego, and Izzi. They overwhelmed his senses, his mind, and his heart. The hungry beast Nate locked away roared and rattled its cage. It wanted out. It wanted to drive every urge into the beautiful dragon woman licking his cock.

  Norrah’s tongue guided Nate’s member closer and she closed her lips over the tip. Nate fought the urge to grab her curved horns, lost to her sensual kiss. Lips and tongue worked together, sliding over and along the ridge of his member. Norrah stroked him as her mouth played with the sensitive tip. Her breasts bobbed to the movements of her mouth, head, and neck. The kiss grew deeper, inches filling her mouth. Strokes were slower, teasing and begging for his seed.

  Nate could barely stand. His hand clamped on her shoulder and she moaned. The vibrations of her moan travelled along his cock and Nate ground his teeth in frustration. The tip of her tongue glided along his shaft, weakening his control. He looked down to see Norrah’s eyes were closed. She sucked on his cock like she was sipping a fine wine.

  Norrah’s hand pulled away and thick inches were pulled deeper into her mouth and throat. The dragon woman opened her eyes and looked up, Nate’s cock mostly buried between her lips. She moved gently, back and forth. He was caught in her grasp and Nate found it difficult to leave, if not impossible.

  A drop of pre-come touched her tongue and Norrah let out a muffled, sultry moan. Nate’s fingers dug into her shoulder and she moaned louder. The tempo and rhythm grew slowly, the lovers caught in each other’s gravity.

  Wetness dripped from between Norrah’s parted thighs. It touched the stone floor and the dragon moaned her delight. She reached down between her thighs with her free hand. When she touched her dragonhood, her fingers gently massaged herself and honey coated her fingers. With a slight shift of her hand, she touched her engorged clit and rubbed it to the same tempo as her lips wrapped around Nate’s cock. Shockwaves of bliss rolled through her as she gently sucked on Nate’s firm member. Wet inches appeared and disappeared as she moved back and forth. Wetness continued to drip between her fingers and her nerves bunched up. The tightness grew along her entire body and she felt like she would snap in two.

  Pure bliss filled Nate’s entire body as his willpower cracked. The flood was held back by a strand of his own discipline and it began to weaken with each stroke of her lips. When Norrah’s tongue licked just the right spot and her lips smoot
hed down the veiny member, Nate lost his last strand of control and his senses erupted in bliss.

  Norrah’s lips slid forward as Nate’s cock thickened. When she kissed the hilt, a groan filled the air and thick spurts of come painted the back of her throat. Norrah closed her eyes, the amount nearly obscene and welcomed. The first few spurts filled her throat and she drank it down. A muffle moan rose up as another volley splashed into her throat and she drank that down too.

  Nate’s grunt turned into a low growl. Sensitivity flashed and was overwhelmed by his need to spill more. What normally would have caused a normal man to weaken so he could regain his strength, Nate’s body powered through to desire again. He looked down at Norrah milking every drop of come and his cock, still hard in her mouth.

  Norrah looked up and smiled slightly with Nate’s member still between her lips. A blink later, she opened her mouth and stood up in a blur. Nate wasn’t sure what was happening until he felt her hand grab his waist. Norrah picked him up and spun. Nate tried to grab her arms when she let go. Nate flew backwards and crashed into the middle of the firm bed. He slid slightly on furs before coming to a stop. Nate lifted his head to see Norrah climb on like an animal in heat.

  Norrah’s eyes glowed with uncompromising menace. She crossed the distance quickly. She glanced at Nate's cock before she lowered her head and licked the head back into her mouth. Blood surged into Nate’s manhood, unable to break the hypnotic spell of the dragon’s mouth. Norrah moaned loudly, inches appearing and disappearing between her lips. She continued to suck with her tight mouth. Her body moved sideways until she lifted her leg and came fully around. She planted her knees down, her dragonhood over Nate’s face. Wetness dripped onto his lips as he stared up at her valley entrance. In another breath, her valley pressed down on his mouth and her tail waved in the air.

  Nate reached up and grabbed her firm ass. He spread her cheeks as his mouth and tongue licked at her dripping slit. The connection between them glowed like the sun. The intimate sucking and licking whipped the lovers into a frenzy.