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Dragon's Blood Chapter 5
As I lay in bed, my thoughts were a burning cyclone of avarice and concupiscence. I had finally had sex, and it had been wonderful. You would think that would sate my hunger. You would be wrong. I didn't even like my sister before our fishing trip. Now I wanted nothing but to see her face tormented by ecstasy, feel her tightness grip me, and further claim my possession.
The door opened slowly. I pulled the blanket over myself. There were only two other people in the house, and I did not want my father to find me in such a state. But it wasn't my father. Gwells stuck her head into my room, looking quite shy.
"Oh, you're awake." She stepped into the room and closed the door softly behind her, wearing only a sheer nightgown. "It may sound strange, but I had a premonition that you might need me at this witching hour." She had read my thoughts. She was so much of more an obliging dragoness than my mother. She bit her lip in either anticipation or anxiety, I couldn't tell.
"You were correct." I smiled at her, noticing that her gaze was fixed to the pavilion my cock made of the blanket.
"What do you need from me?" She nervously crossed the room. "I will gladly give it."
"Do your words sound strange in your own ears?" I sat up and removed the blanket, watching her face closely. Her eyebrow developed a little tic, and she bit harder on her bottom lip when my cock ventured out into the open air. "I can't remember when you gladly gave me anything, Gwells."
She paused, her gaze venturing to my eyes. "What you say is true. But you are not the same man, Remnic."
I was pleased she'd called me a man. Despite my eighteen years, so many dismissed me a boy. "I am the same man." I wanted to believe this lie.
"You might convince a blind woman, but..." She pointed at my horrible dragon cock. "I dare say you are changed." She sat on the bed next to me, her hands creeping across the sheet toward my hideousness. "Would you like me to please you with my hands, my mouth, or my breasts?"
"Ummmmm..." I remembered how she had awkwardly failed to satisfy me with all those parts of her body. She was not my mother, after all. "I would have your pussy, Gwells."
Gwells paused with her fingers just caressing the vibrating cockhead. She took a deep breath. "Then you shall have it, Remnic. But we must be quiet. There would be murder if Father caught on." She kissed my cock, stood, and removed her nightgown. "Do you need me to ready you with my hands?"
"Do I look stiff to you?" I smiled at her lovely naked form. She was a treasure, and she was mine. My horde was growing. Thinking of treasure put my mind on the circlet. I reached under my bed and retrieved it.
"You look very stiff and frightfully large." Gwells ran her fingers through the hair between her legs. "And I am ready, too. I don't think my vagina has ever been more ready. Do you want me on top again?"
"No." I rose from the bed and moved close enough to her that my cock nudged her hip. "Wear this." I handed her the circlet. I wanted my treasures together.
Gwells gasped, noticing the circlet for the first time. She took it from my hand with trembling fingers. "This is elf jewelry. It's worth more than our house. It's worth more than several of our houses. Where did you get this?" I could tell she was reluctant to put so fine a thing on her head, but she did as I asked.
"It doesn't matter. All that matters is that it is mine." I turned her toward the wall, and placed her hands upon it. "We cannot use the bed for fear of the noise. But ever since the river I've been wondering what it would be like to take you from behind." I placed the head at what I hoped was her entrance. She reached under her and lowered it a bit.
"Have you been thinking about me all day? How sweet." She wiggled her ass at me. "Father has been wanting us to get along better."
"Put it in." I grabbed her shoulders and pulled, arching her back.
"Ohhhh... it rattles... it rattles. Oooohhhhhhhhh." She slid it in. "The way it vibrates... inside... is... aaaahhhhhhhh." Gwells was making too much noise.
"Quiet... or you'll... wake... Father." I thrusted into her, meeting some resistance from her channel. But, it didn't take long for her pussy to allow my full entry. "Quiet... Gwells." I put one hand over her mouth to muffle her moans. I found that grip useful to control my precious treasure. I pulled her head back and whispered in her ear, "You will wear... ugh... that circlet on your head... all tomorrow... uh... uh... uh... as a sign that you are... mine." My hips smashed into her ass with some ferocity. My dragon cock completely disappeared inside her with every plunge. Of course she could not wear it where others would see her, but I planned on keeping her to myself until Mother returned.
Gwells only answer was a muffled mewling through my fingers. The way she trembled I could tell her climax was already upon her. We humped most of the night. Wisely, I did not release inside her or on her this time. I had her finish me with her hands, and I blasted the wall. Father would have had some questions if she was covered in blue dragon sperm in the morning.
I sent her from my room just before first light. She still wore the circlet as I'd demanded. I think she slept with it on. I was already up and making breakfast for the family when Gwells joined us. My father was sitting at the table and whittling a small carving. He looked up at my sister and gasped. "What in the eleven hells do you have on your head, woman?"
"This?" Gwells took it off her head, but did not put it into my father's outstretched hand. "This is Remnic's circlet. He's letting me borrow it."
My father turned his steely gaze on me. "What are you doing with such a treasure? It is clearly elf-made."
The truth wouldn't do. So, I added one more lie to the pile in front of him. "I found it on our fishing trip in the woods. Someone must have dropped it."
"You think?" My father took some deep breaths. I was happy at his efforts to control his temper. That might serve me well in the future. "And what would happen if the owner of that circlet traipsed down from the castle and saw your sister playing dress-up with her jewelry? We might be accused thieves. And the only things elves hate more than dragons are thieves. Although, I'm sure the two are related. You must return the thing this very instant."
I wished that my father would forget the whole thing. All my concentration went toward bending his will.
"Well?" He didn't seem to be affected by my thoughts. Of course, my powers were designed to seduce a dragoness, and he was far from that. He cocked his head at me quizzically. "If you don't know the owner, you can ask around at the castle. Someone will know who the circlet belongs to."
"As you wish," I said through gritted teeth. Why had we been so careless? My trove would be barren soon. Lillia would laugh at me when I returned it to her. "Come on, Gwells." I opened the door and waved my sister outside. She looked at me with wide eyes. She must have been terrified by the morning's turn of events.
Just as I closed the door, I could hear my father call out, "You must stay, Gwells. Who will finish preparing my breakfast?" The door slammed. Gwells reached for the knob to return to my father.
