Dragons Bride

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She lay spread-eagle on the bed as she had been instructed. She'd been told not to move, lest she interrupt the dragon's passion and suffer a grievous injury. She knew he would take her in the rear, as the dragon's attendants had spent days preparing her asshole. It had been deeply humiliating, letting them fill her with bulb-shaped instruments, first small then larger and larger until she wondered at how her body could spread so wide. At least now she was ready for him.

She had been terrified, when she first received news that she was chosen as this year's tribute to the dragon lords in the mountains. Her mother had wailed endlessly and her father had sat stony-faced with shock. But this was their homeland's agreement to keep the dragons at bay: send tribute every year or else have girls disappear without warning. Not that she was a girl; she had seen twenty-one summers already. Perhaps if she hadn't waited so long to get married, at least she would have a human for a husband instead of a dragon.

No dragon's bride ever returned from the mountains, that was all anyone knew. She shivered with cold, despite the sulfurous warmth in the air against her naked skin. Once chosen and delivered, they were never heard from again. Did they die, consummating their marriage? Were they eaten afterwards? Both possibilities were horrifying. She swallowed and tried to breathe deeply, as the dragon's attendants had taught her: in slowly, out slowly, to still her frantic heartbeat. They hadn't said anything of what would happen afterwards, so perhaps there was hope... or maybe there was no point in telling her she was about to die.

No, she thought, shaking her head. It was more likely that the dragons held on to their prized brides just as jealously as they guarded their treasure hoards. That was how her people had first encountered them: Raging against human incursions into their territory, giant scaled beasts as silvery in the sunlight as a fish, but as lithe and deadly to a person as a cat to a mouse. They had long, lizard-like faces and big, sharp claws. Sitting on their haunches, they were as large as a doorway; standing full height, their clawed wings could reach the roof of a house. She shivered again. She could only imagine how large his male organ would be.

She heard a low rumble and was hit by a wave of warmth; he had arrived! She shut her eyes, not wanting to see how large and frightening he was. She could feel him grow closer and closer, as the heat rolling off his body grew more intense. Suddenly a clawed hand was at her side, gripping her gently despite its size, and flipped her over on the soft bed. It was joined by a second, now both pulling at her hips. He meant to take her from behind, she realized, just like a dog or horse.

Cheeks burning with shame, she raised her buttocks high towards the vaulted ceiling. The dragon gave a low hiss, and she froze. She had moved on her own; had this angered him? She swallowed down her fear, trying not to shake as her heartbeat sped ever faster. But soon the sound changed to a low purr, and she felt him draw closer. He spread apart her butt cheeks with his leathery paws, and she felt the hard, hot tip of his dragon's cock against her asshole. It began leaking warm, oily fluid, and for a moment she wondered with relief if he were already done.

But no; he started to move around her asshole, rubbing and rubbing until she began to feel an ache in her behind that she had never felt before. She hadn't sensed it when she'd been training her body for him - was it some draconic magic, or perhaps the effect of how warm he was? He continued massaging her slowly in a circular motion with his dick, spreading his viscous precum, and it was all she could do to not move. Her body urged her to writhe and push against him, but she held fast and stayed stock still, remembering as she was told. She wanted more, she realized, and flushed with embarrassment. Was she truly enjoying this degradation? Hopefully he wouldn't notice.

After an unbearably long time, he began pushing harder and harder, until finally the tip of his cock opened her asshole and slid inside. She gasped; he was as large as the largest tool they had trained her with. She felt a moment of pain, wincing as she stifled a cry. But it was soon gone, as her insides filled with his slippery fluid. She could feel the walls of her asshole being stretched thin to make room for his massive organ. He didn't go very far at all, but still she moaned in pleasure despite herself, for his cock was hard and hot and filled her with need. She felt more warm juices ooze out into her ass, and he began rocking back and forth ever so slightly.

She nearly yelped at the sensation; the movement felt wonderful against her tender asshole, sliding across the raw nerves of her opened walls. As soon as she had begun to acclimate to the feeling, the dragon pushed a little deeper inside her, then repeated the process. He did this again and again, lubricating and opening her as he went. She could feel him now, filling her guts beneath her stomach, and hoped we wasn't going to tear her weak flesh. Still, it was pleasurably agonizing, being spread wider and wider, feeling him go deeper and deeper. Her face flushed hot; she felt ashamed, enjoying being used in such a way.

At last she felt his hard scales against her buttocks, and realized with surprise that he had filled her completely. Wasn't he too large for that, or else she too small? But the thought disappeared as he pulled out, and she felt cold and empty as a cave for a moment. Then he entered her again, his hard scales grazing her, and she moaned as he split her open with his monstrous member. Over and over, softly yet firmly at the same time, he thrust inside her. She squirmed with pleasure, and gave into her desire, pushing her butt in the air in time with him to guide him even further inside. With her help he pushed ever deeper, and she could feel him high inside belly.

After what felt like an eternity, but must have been only a few minutes, the dragon began to go faster, bit by bit. With each escalation she groaned in pleasure, no longer able to hide her lust. She rotated her butt, pushing him against the walls of her sensitive insides. The dragon thrust harder and harder, until she could feel herself getting close to her peak. She knew the feeling from when she used to secretly touch herself in the night, but never had she thought she would experience it being taken in the ass, by a dragon no less. Once more she blushed with shame for enjoying such a humiliating act, but the pleasure was so intense that she almost couldn't care.

Her orgasm drew closer and closer, as the dragon's pace became rough and hard, now in full rut. She could hear him groaning and sighing in pleasure, and wondered if he too was close to fulfillment. It washed over her without warning and she suddenly felt a flood between her legs, bursting with bliss. The dragon seemed to have reached his climax as well, for he began to jerk and groan inside her. She felt a hot, viscous liquid spurt deep into her bowels, and realized that he had filled her with his seed. She had never been with a man, but she wondered if a human could ever ejaculate so hard so many times for so long. She yearned for more once he was done, belatedly flushing as the reality of the act she had enjoyed set in. At least taking her in ass meant she wouldn't have to worry about bearing a dragon's child, for now.

Once the endless throes of pleasure passed, she slumped against the bed, still pinned by his cock. The dragon moaned softly and pulled his wet member out of her, dripping the last vestiges of his cum onto her ass. She shivered as cold air hit her gaping hole and a thin stream of liquid leaked out of it. She heard slurping and licking as the dragon cleaned himself. Spent, she fell sideways onto the bed, more exhausted than she had ever felt in all her days, even as his long, raspy tongue began to roam over her ass. Deep between her butt cheeks he searched, lapping up the last of his cum. The action felt caring to her; he was cleaning her just like a man might do. Or perhaps he just enjoyed the taste of his own juices.

Slowly her eyes began to droop, and she gave in to the heaviness. Part of her wondered if it would be like this every time they met, and she burned with the realization that she was already looking forward to doing it again. She had never come so long and hard before in her life, but still, to ache for her dragon husband to fill her forbidden hole once more... how shameless of her.

Suddenly a face came into view; not the long snout of a dragon, but the soft round form of a human. Her eyes flew open in surprise, and she fought against her tiredness to look at him properly. He smiled and reached out a hand to caress her face.

"Hello, my bride," he said tenderly.

She pulled in a deep breath; never had she heard that dragons could take human form. If not for his blazing gold eyes, she never would have suspected him if she were to pass him in the street.

"My lord," was all she could reply, before her eyelids closed unbidden and she fell into a deep, comfortable sleep.

The dragon man turned her on her back, pulling the bedcovers over her sleeping body. He kissed her sweetly on the forehead, then lay down beside her. He wondered how his new wife had felt such pleasure from his touch, grinning as he watched her breathing softly in her sleep. He'd heard that most balked at the act, necessary as it was to ready their bodies to safely bear a dragon's child. But she had moaned and squirmed around him, clearly enjoying being impaled by his cock. He knew his precum was meant to warm and lubricate his mate, but never did he expect a human woman to respond so lustfully, in the way of she-dragons of old.

How lucky he was, to have a bride such as her, he thought as he joined her in slumber.