The Noblewoman's Bargain with a Dragon (excerpt #2 - Bath Time)

Lucien was frozen in place at what he was seeing. His wife’s luscious naked body, glistening with droplets of water and her wet blond hair unkempt, was bouncing up and down in the dragon lord’s lap. Water splashed about in the hot spring they were resting in as she rode him. Xathias for his part looked like the luckiest male in the world. He had his head thrown back and his muscular arms crossed behind his head as he was content to let his human lover do all the work this time. A wide grin was stretched across his maw and his eyes were closed as he basked in this moment of pure splendor, Emilia riding his cock all the while.

Xathias opened his eyes and noticed Lucien’s presence, his grin not leaving his maw. He reached his large scaled hands back and took hold of the pert cheeks of her pale bum, one in each hand. He dug his claws into her soft derriere, but not enough to hurt her.

The watching knight did not know if the dragon lord was doing this for his benefit or his own, but Xathias suddenly spun his wife around and lifted her body up off of his cock. Lucien watched, his heart pounding in his ears, as ridge after ridge of girthy violet-colored cock slipped out of his wife’s pink pussy. With a wet slurp and a soft pop, his cock was extracted from her fully, throbbing and pulsing with need as it rested against her pubic mound, the pointy tapered tip reaching up close to her belly button.

Lucien could’ve sworn he heard Emilia softly whine with protest as his cock was pulled out of her, as if she didn’t want to let it go. She’d made a similar sound the last time Lucien had made love to her, so he was familiar with it. This sounded even more desperate and needy. And seeing what had just been pulled out of her, Lucien admittedly could begin to understand why. The dragon’s cock was gargantuan - long, thick, and inhumanly textured with a series of ridges. He could scarcely comprehend how his dainty wife had managed to take that thing inside her.

“I just want to ensure you are comfortable, my dear. Because I shall take it from here,” Xathias hissed seductively. He hooked his large hands around her thighs and spread her legs open, positioning her dripping wet pussy right above his ribbed pillar.

Lucien ducked around the corner so that he was out of sight. Fortunately, Emilia did not notice his presence. Her gaze was transfixed between her legs where her lithe body was suspended above the dragon’s immense cock, one plunge away from being impaled on it once more. Lucien gulped when the dragon’s cunning gaze glanced briefly in his direction, giving the barest hint of a nod at him.

His arousal spiked when he realized that the dragon was partially doing this for his benefit. He had yet to actually receive an unhindered view of Emilia being penetrated by the dragon’s monstrous girth. That was about to change. And despite the madness of this current arrangement, the injured knight could not help but appreciate the fact that Xathias was giving him this salacious show without his wife being aware of his presence. The last thing he wanted was for Emilia to feel guilty about any of this. At least, Lucien could observe a mating between his lovely wife and their draconic ally completely uninhibited.

The slightly curved and tapered tip of the dragon’s purple-colored cock prodded at the human woman’s aroused slit before Xathias let her body drop slightly. Emilia threw her blond head back and moaned blissfully while Xathias growled with pleasure. The first ridge of the dragon’s cock slipped inside her tight pussy.

Contrary to what Lucien expected to happen, the dragon did not savagely impale her on his girth fully. Despite the fact that her body could likely accommodate him with minimal effort now. Instead, he easily held her above him with his immense strength as she clutched at his scaled, muscular body, shuddering against him. After giving her several moments to compose herself, he used his hands to slide her further down his cock, the second ridge slipping inside her. Lucien realized that Xathias intended to prolong this penetration, not just to tease Emilia on the receiving end of it, but also to have Lucien watch carefully as inch after inch, ridge after ridge of that nonhuman member filled her sex hole.

Lucien nearly jumped out of his skin with surprise when he felt a stirring in his trousers. He felt a brief moment of elation from the realization that his libido was overcoming the effects of the poison that he had been afflicted with. This was followed by a tinge of embarrassment and shame that it took the sight of his own wife being stuffed full of a dragon’s cock to prompt this response out of him. Ultimately, however, the sheer arousal of what he was witnessing pushed aside any shame. Perhaps that shame would resurface again later, but for now, Lucien could not deny the effect that this was having on him, and he found that he could not look away.

Emilia began shifting her pelvis back and forth, trying needily to impale her tight pussy deeper onto the dragon’s ribbed purple spire. Xathias, however, kept his firm grip on her, preventing her from sinking down further until he was ready to make the next move himself. This incessant slow pace and teasing seemed to frustrate the young noblewoman.

“Xathias!” she gasped.

“Yes, Bluebird?” he asked coyly, holding her by her thighs. Her nubile body was held aloft with the first two ridges of his cock resting inside sex while the rest of his length remained outside her body.

Bluebird?! Lucien wondered with bewilderment, never having heard the dragon use a pet-name for his wife in the short time he’d been staying in the dragon’s lair.

“Push the rest in,” Emilia whispered so softly to Xathias that Lucien almost didn’t hear it. She looked too embarrassed to say it.

“What was that, my dear?”

“I said put the rest in, please!”

“Mmm, you human females are so needy, aren’t you?” he intoned a deep chuckle. “Patience. You’ll get the rest of what you crave soon enough, little by little.”

He dug his fingers into her thighs, and Lucien marveled at the contrast between his obsidian coloring and her creamy skin. Xathias let her body drop again slightly and the third ridge pushed its way inside her.

“Ooo yesssss,” Emilia moaned. The dragon’s cock became wider and girthier the lower toward the base it got, and each subsequent ridge that pushed inside her seemed to have a profound effect on her pleasure, especially now that she’d started getting used to his anatomy.

The dragon lord licked her cheek lovingly with his long serpentine tongue, delighting in her coos and moans. “Four more ridges left to go. Are you ready for more?” Emilia’s blond head bobbed eagerly in response.

Another gentle push, and the fourth ridge entered her. Lucien gaped like a fish as he noticed his wife’s pink lips stretched tightly around the purple ribbed dragonhood. The fifth ridge slid past her lips a few moments later, to the sound of a feminine sigh of pleasure from Emilia. A bead of clear juice trickled out of her delicate cunt, dripping down the purple shaft and ending at the base of the dragon’s cock and his scaly sheathe.

He rubbed the inside of her inner thighs as he balanced her atop his monolith of a cock. With a grin and a deep groan of pleasure, he lowered her ever so slightly, and her tight pussy slowly swallowed up the sixth ridge. Lucien did not know how she was able to continuously fit all of the dragon inside her; it seemed to defy reality. Surely the tapered tip of that monstrous tool would be tickling the entrance of her womb soon.

“How do you feel, beautiful?” Xathias asked, as if they were engaged in pleasant conversation and his cock was not currently sheathed inside of a married noblewoman.

“Mmm…f- full. So full,” she moaned, placing a hand on her lower belly. Lucien pondered the gesture with a mixture of wonder, worry and a tinge of jealousy. Could she practically feel that dragon’s prick through her skin, considering how deeply he was inside her? No, such a thing was surely impossible…wasn’t it?