Chapter 1: Passion of soulless and hunters.
Draconis stretched his muscular arms yawning as he continued to do paperwork on a data pad while sitting at a desk in his personal room. Another yawn joins his ad Jenetia stretches on their shared bed yet unlike Draonis who is wearing a toga she is wearing nothing at all. Jenetia smirks to herself before running one hand over her breast and the other over her pussy.
She knows how much Draconis loves it when she touches herself. She can see his eyes flicker over to her, watching her every move.
"Like what you see?" Jenetia asks, a playful smile on her face.
Draconis grins and sets his data pad aside. "You know I do." He stands and walks over to the bed, towering over Jenetia.
She reaches out and runs her hand down his chest, tracing the patterns of his scars with her fingers. He shivers, his wings twitching behind him.
Draconis's cock stiffens at Jenetia's touch, stretching out long and thick against his thigh.
"I've missed you, my queen," he growls, hoisting Jenetia up into his arms with ease.
"I've missed you too, my lover," she replies, purring with desire as she wraps her legs around his waist.
Draconis plucks her from the bed and carries her over to the hearth, setting her down on the cold stone floor.
The flames cast flickering light across Jenetia's bare skin, her muscles rippling with every movement as she crawls over to him.
She wraps one hand around his cock and starts stroking, causing Draconis to groan with pleasure. Jenetia leans down and takes him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip of his cock.
Draconis growls, his claws extending from his forearms as he grips the edges of the hearth. Jenetia takes more and more of him into her mouth, until he hits the back of her throat and she continues to take it as it slide down her throat.
She starts to gag but she loves it and the feeling of him so deep in her mouth is overwhelming. She can taste his cock, she can feel the heat coming off of him, she can see the pleasure in his eyes as she services him.
Draconis growls again, his wings twitching behind him. "Fuck, Jenetia, you know how much I love it when you suck me off like this."
Jenetia moans in agreement and takes him out of her mouth and licks the tip up and down.
She is teasing him, building the anticipation. She wraps her fingers around the base and starts to stroke him faster, her hand moving in time with the rhythm of her tongue as she darts back down to flick the head with her tongue.
Jenetia takes a deep breath, pushing her tongue deeper into him as she feels his cock throb in her mouth. The taste of him makes her ache with hunger and the sight of him ready for her is almost too much to bear.
Draconis's claws grip the hearth tighter, his toes curling against the rough stone as a wave of pleasure washes over him.
He can feel the sensation of Jenetia's throat spasming around the head of his cock, a sight that drives him wild.
He looks down to see Jenetia's eyes, half-lidded with desire, staring up at him as she strokes and sucks him off. The flames of the hearth reflect in her eyes, giving them an even more intense glow.
Draconis gently grabs a handful of Jenetia's hair, guiding her movements. He starts to thrust his hips, slowly at first, and then faster as his climax builds.
Jenetia's fingers tighten around the base of his cock as she moans and sucks him harder. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the quiet room, punctuated by Jenetia's moans of pleasure.
Draconis looks down at Jenetia, her eyes rolled back in pleasure, her lips wrapped firmly around his cock, her body swaying back and forth as she works on a new level. His muscles ripple as he delivers a series of powerful strokes, each one driving her deeper onto him.
Jenetia moans around his cock as she feels him bottom out inside of her, filling her completely.
She reaches up to grip the edge of the hearth, her fingers digging into the stone as she takes a deep breath. She can feel every inch of him inside of her, pulsing with power and desire.
"Fuck, Jenetia, you feel amazing," Draconis growls, his hips moving in time with the thrusts of his massive cock.
Jenetia moans in agreement as she feels his cock spasms in her throat as he cums. As he shoots thick rope of thick rope of semen into her throat and mouth.
Jenetia swallows every drop, allowing him to continue spurting, the taste of his cum... divine. Jenetia pulls herself off of his flesh in jubilant pleasure, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. Draconis lay down on the hearth, his body weakened by the intensity of their encounters.
Jenetia crawls up the hearth beside him and straddles him.
Her large breasts heave as she leans forward to kiss him deeply. He can feel the warmth of her breath on his lips, the softness of her tongue, and the tense muscles in her shoulders.
"Gods, I missed you," he growls, cupping the back of her head and pulling her closer.
Gently, she leans back, taking his neck in her hands and nibbling at his ear. "I missed you too," she whispers, her voice husky with passion.
She starts to grind her hips against his, the heat between them building with each movement. Jenetia wraps one hand around his neck and the other around his cock, stroking the head gently.
"You're so fucking beautiful," Draconis growls, his claws grazing her skin as he runs his hands over her body. "You have no idea how much I've missed this."
Jenetia's breath hitches as she feels his fingers trail down her body, stopping to graze her nipples before continuing lower.
He knows exactly where to touch her, the places that make her body ignite with pleasure. She moans as he reaches her clit, his fingers rubbing slow circles over the sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Gods, yes," she whimpers, her hips bucking against his touch.
Draconis doesn't relent, continuing the slow and steady rhythm as Jenetia grinds against him, her body begging for more.
"Please, Draconis," she gasps, her voice filled with need. “Worship my breasts, slobber on my tits my horny dragon!” Jenetia moans out.
Draconis smirks, his fingers never leaving her clit as he leans forward to envelop her right tit into his mouth, his tongue swirling around her nipple before giving it a strong pull with his mouth. Her nails dig into his shoulders as moans escape her lips.
“Yes! Just like that!” She screams out, unable to contain herself any longer.
Draconis chuckles, releasing her nipple from his mouth with a wet ‘pop’ sound. He continues to rub her clit, his movements slow but steady.
His fingers are slick with her desire, making a wet, slapping noise as they connect with her skin.
Draconis smirks as he feels Jenetia's body tremble beneath his touch. He continues his torture, loving the way she moans and writhes in pleasure.
"Please, Draconis," Jenetia whimpers, her hips bucking against his fingers. "I need you inside of me."
Draconis laughs, his breath hot on her skin. "Begging for it already?
My horny little warrior queen," Draconis teases, his deep voice rumbling through Jenetia's body.
She shivers in anticipation, her body begging for release. No matter how many times she experiences the pleasure of being with Draconis, it never gets old.
"I need you inside of me, my love," Jenetia pleads, her voice filled with need.
Draconis smirks, his fingers still working slow circles over her clit as his 23in long cock that is three inches thick rest on Jenetia pelvis and rock hard abs that lead to her narrow waist.
"Oh, you'll get it, my queen," Draconis growls, his fingers working faster as Jenetia's hips buck furiously. "You just have to be patient."
Jenetia moans, her arousal dripping from his fingers.
"Please, Draconis, I can't wait any longer," she whimpers, reaching down to grip his cock.
Draconis's eyes flutter closed at her touch, the heat of her hand on his shaft making him groan.
He leans forward to capture her lips with his, kissing her deeply as his hand leaves her clit and instead reaches down to grab her ass, pulling her closer.
Jenetia whimpers at the feeling of their bodies pressed together, his impressive length rubbing against the slick folds of her sex.
"Fuck, Draconis," she gasps, breaking the kiss as she feels him shift, his cock aligning with her entrance.
"Beg me for it," Draconis growls, his voice low and husky with desire.
"Beg me like the filthy little slut you are."
Jenetia shivers, her arousal spiking at the words. She's never been one for dirty talk, but something about the way Draconis says it makes her body burn with desire. "Please, fuck me. I need to feel you inside of me.
I need to feel every inch of your thick, hard cock stretching me open. I want to hear you growl my name as you fuck me senseless.
Draconis groans at Jenetia's words, his self-control snapping as he thrusts forward, burying himself hilt-deep inside of her tight pussy.
Jenetia screams, her hands clenching on his shoulders as her body adjusts to the sudden intrusion. Draconis sets a punishing rhythm, his hips slapping against hers as he drives into her over and over again.
Jenetia clings to him, her fingernails digging into his shoulders as she meets him thrust for thrust. Her body is on fire, pleasure coursing through her with each slap of their bodies. She feels every inch of him, stretching her open, filling her completely.
"Gods yes," Jenetia moans, her breath hitching as Draconis hits something deep inside of her. "Don't stop. Please, don't ever stop."
Draconis growls in response, his claws digging into her hips as he keeps up his punishing rhythm.
His hips slap against hers, the wet, slapping sound echoing in the room as they fuck.
Jenetia screams, scratching at his shoulders and back as her orgasm boils over.
She feels herself tighten around him, grasping at his cock as wave after wave of pleasure crashes into her.
Draconis throws his head back and roars as he reaches his own release, filling Jenetia with his seed has he thrusts harder into her.
His wings flutter wildly behind him, and Jenetia's nails dig deep into his back as she too reaches her climax, gasping his name through gritted teeth.
For a moment, the two remain like that, panting and spent, their bodies pressed together as intimately as two parts of the same person. Draconis's cock slowly softens inside of Jenetia, and she wriggles free, sliding off of his lap and sinking down to sit on the floor, her legs spread wide as she helps herself clean.
He watches, eyes dark with lust as she fingers her pussy, her fingers gliding in and out of her slick folds, and she smirks up at him, daring him to join her.
He doesn't hesitate, crawling towards her on all fours, his wings fluttering behind him. He leans forward to press his lips to hers, tongue darting out to taste her lips, before trailing lower to capture a nipple in his mouth and suckling it hard.
Jenetia groans in pleasure as he takes her nipple between his teeth, her delicate fingers running through his hair as she arches her back in ecstasy.
He moves his hand down to her flat stomach, feeling every muscle tone, before sliding between her legs. She opens for him, her large, firm thighs parting to give him access to her most intimate place.
Draconis groans and reaches down, caressing her mound before casually lifting her up with one arm.
"Ahh, my god," Jenetia murmurs, her body tensing as he positions her so that she straddles him, her flesh dripping wet with her own juices. He raises her up and down, teasing her before guiding her to ride him.
Her large breast lay in his face and he kisses and licks them, his tongue swirling around each tip, before taking them into his mouth, biting down gently.
Jenetia moans, her body arching into his touch, her hips grinding against his.
Draconis groans, his fingers digging into her hips as he feels her tighten around him. He thrusts upwards, his cock filling her completely, causing Jenetia to cry out in pleasure.
He sets a punishing rhythm, his hips slamming into hers as he fucks her hard and fast. Sweat drips down their bodies, mixing with their arousal as they become lost in each other.
Draconis lands a series of feverish kisses on Jenetia's neck, nipping and biting as his claws dig into her skin, leaving marks that will certainly linger long after their passion subsides. Jenetia whimpers and arches her back, urging him to take control of her, to take her hard and fast.
He does not disappoint. Driving himself into her again and again, his body glistening with sweat as he holds her close, his arms wrapped tightly around her.
Jenetia's fingers are still tangled in his hair, her nails digging into his scalp as she arches her back and gives herself over to the pleasure.
"That's it, bitch," Draconis growls, his cock throbbing inside of her. "Take it like the whore you are."
Jenetia cries out, her body trembling as she comes again, her pussy clenching tightly around his shaft. He growls, the sound deep and primal, his hips thrusting into her one last time before he feels the familiar warmth spread through him.
His climax hits him like a freight train, and he grunts as he empties himself into her, filling her to the brim with his hot, thick cum.
"Fuck, I can feel you filling me up," Jenetia gasps, a smile playing at the edges of her lips. "Such a big, sexy dragon."
Draconis grins at the praise, his hips still twitching with the aftershocks of his orgasm.
"Aye, lass, I certainly do" He leans forward to capture her lips again, his tongue darting out to taste her, to claim her as his.
Jenetia replies with a moan, her fingers tangling in his hair as she gives herself over to him. Draconis wastes no time, pushing her back onto the bed and following her, his large frame hovering over her smaller one. They've worn each other out, but their passion for one another is stronger than any fatigue. Jenetia lays on her back, waiting for him to take her, her legs spread wide and arms above her head. Draconis leans down, kissing her roughly, his lips demanding and hard as he slips a hand between her legs, rubbing her slick folds.
"Please, Draconis," she pleads, her voice shaking. “Fill my ass with your cunt breaker of a meat log you call your cock.” Jenetia orders, breaking the kiss and giving him a fierce look.
Draconis doesn't hesitate, grabbing her hips and flipping her over so she's on her hands and knees.
He runs his hands over her perfect ass, squeezing and kneading the firm flesh before parting her cheeks.
His fingers trace the puckered skin of her asshole, teasing her mercilessly as she wriggles beneath him.
“Fuck,” Jenetia gasps, pushing back against his fingers as they probe at her tight entrance.
“This isn’t about you, you impatient dragon. It’s about me, and what I want. And right now, I want you to fuck my ass.”
Draconis growls at her words, his fingers pressing harder against her, teasing and taunting her until she begs for more.
“You’re such a dirty little slut,” he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to the small of her back. “I love it.”
He removes his fingers and replaces them with the head of his cock, slick with their combined fluids.
He teases her entrance, rubbing it against her, causing Jenetia to squirm beneath him.
"Please, Draconis, just fuck me already," She growls out, her voice hoarse with desire.
"As my queen commands," he replies, pushing forward and burying himself in her ass.
Jenetia cries out, a sharp sound of pain and pleasure mixing as she feels him fill her up completely. He doesn't give her time to adjust before he starts to move, his hips thrusting back and forth as he drives himself deeper into her.
Jenetia gasps, her hands clenching on the sheets as she struggles to take him.
He's large, even larger than usual due to the size of his draconic form, and she feels every inch as he fills her.
Draconis sets a punishing rhythm, his hips slamming into hers as he ruts into her like an animal.
He's lost to the pleasure, his mind blank to anything but the feeling of her tight ass wrapped around his cock. He pulls up bring her with him as his hands grip her tits as he stands and fucks her ass with his cock causes a bulge in her tone stomach.
Jenetia gasps, her back arching as she takes every inch of him. She can feel every ridge and vein of his cock, stretching her ass wider than she ever thought possible. She feels so full, so used, so completely dominated by him and it only makes the pleasure more intense.
Draconis' strong arms lift her up and down on his cock, pistoning ferociously in and out of her tight ass, causing her to moan louder and louder with each penetration.
"Fuck yeah, my queen!" he roars, his wings spreading wide as they thunder against the stone walls of his personal quarters, casting shadowy silhouettes upon the flickering dance of the flames from the hearth.
Jenetia is squeezed tightly around his cock, her muscles clamped unto him like iron, her nails dig deep into his shoulders as she pushes back to meet his ruthless thrusts.
"Goddess, yes," she screams, her eyes rolling back into her head as the intense pleasure explodes through her like a storm of stars.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck. Cum inside me, Draconis. Fill me up with your dragon seed."
Her vulgar words push him over the edge and he roars, his wings beating furiously as he empties himself deep inside of her, his cum spilling free and running down her thighs as he collapses onto the bed next to her.
"And that's how an intimate moment is done," Jenetia laughs, out of breath as she wipes the sweat from her brow and turns to face Draconis.
She straddles his taught abs, her large bubbly butt pressing against his hard member and her ample bosom swaying invitingly.
"Agreed," Draconis rumbles, his claws retracting back into the palms of his hands, his face glowing with satisfaction and desire.
Jenetia leans down to plant her lips on his, their tongues meeting and swirling in a deep, passionate kiss that sends a flare of desire through both of them.
“You known I have heard many in my sisterhood and some of the female custodians whisper about you, about how much fun it would be to ride you my dear dragon.” Jenetia saids.
She glides down his chest, running her hands over his hard chest and abs as she reaches for his spent cock. He twitches under her touch, already growing hard again at her nearness.
“It’s true,” Draconis replies, watching her intently. “Sometimes I fear I'm too much for you to handle.”
Jenetia scoffs, her fingers wrapping around his shaft and giving it a soft squeeze. “Please, Draconis.
I’m not some fragile flower who would break under your touch. You know I can take whatever you give me and more.” Jenetia's voice is filled with confidence and determination, her hand gliding up and down his growing length as she strokes him.
Draconis's eyes flutter shut at her touch, his hands reaching out to grab her hips and pull her closer as he asks “So what do you want to do about those whispers?” Jenetia smiles wickedly, wrapping one hand around his neck and tiltting her head back to give him access to her throat. She gasps as he nips and sucks at her neck, making her hips twist and dance against his fingers.
"We should take them and fuck the whispers out of them. Just the thought of your cock rearranging their inside is making me extremely wet," she comments for the thought of Draconis dominating those other women who have bodies that are the exemplar of muscle and women charm is a very enticing thought.
Jenetia smirks, taking his cock between her hand and mouth, teasing the head with gentle swirls of her tongue. She starts to bob her head up and down for the head of his cock, enjoying the taste of him as he groans out and threaded her hair, pulling it back from her face to get a better view. Jenetia varies her pace, giving him slow and long strokes when he briefly closes his eyes, but quickly speeds up when she sees the tension in his jaw and the tightening of his fingers in her hair.
"Fuck, Jenetia," he groans, his hips bucking upwards as he thrusts deeper into her mouth. "You're going to make me cum if you keep that up."
But Jenetia won't stop. She loves the taste of him, the way he moans and groans beneath her, the feeling of power she gets knowing she is bringing the mighty Draconis, the Evolving Dragon, to his knees with just her mouth.
Jenetia’s skilled mouth works tirelessly, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, her lips wrapped tightly around the shaft as she takes him deeper and deeper.
She can feel him swelling and twitching in her mouth, his balls tightening as he reaches the brink of release.
Jenetia moans around him, the vibrations pushing Draconis over the edge.
He roars as he comes, spurting hot cum down Jenetia’s throat.
She takes it all in stride, swallowing every single drop and licking her lips as she pulls back, releasing him with a soft pop.
“Gods, I love how you taste,” she murmurs, before climbing back up the bed and settling on top of him.
Draconis groans as she settles on top of him, his still semi-hard cock resting against the warmth of her slit.
"I love how you feel," he replies, sliding his hands down to cup her ass and pull her closer.
Their bodies fit together perfectly, just like always. Jenetia asks if Draconis would share his bed with others. Draconis smiles at her before saying “Only if you help me dominate them to make them are personal toys to enjoy when ever we wish.” Jenetia’s eyes glint as she lays her head on his chest, her hand absently tracing patterns on his chest.
“Tell me more about these sexual escapades you have planned out,” she says in a husky voice that has Draconis’s cock swelling once again.
He obliges, detailing all the sex positions and tasks he wishes to see her and their new conquests engage in.
"I want to watch as you take control, fucking them hard and fast while I take my time with the other. I want to see them submit to you, the Silent Queen, their bodies trembling beneath your touch."
Jenetia moans at his words, her hand tightening on his cock. "And what about after? When I'm finished with them and they're spent and satisfied?"
Draconis grins, nipping at her earlobe. "Then it's my turn to claim them.
To mark their bodies with my teeth and claws, to fill them with my seed and make them mine."
Jenetia moans at the thought, grinding her hips down onto his cock as she imagines him taking other women. Watching as they worship him, their bodies trembling beneath him as they submit to his will.
"Do you know how much I love watching you dominate them, my queen?
The way they beg and plead for your touch, the way their bodies tremble beneath your hands. It makes me so hard." Draconis says, his fingers threading through Jenetia's hair as he speaks, pulling her closer so he can press his lips against her throat.
"Mhmm," Jenetia hums in agreement, her hips beginning to gently rock against his as she feels him grow harder beneath her. She loves hearing him talk like this, his dirty words only fueling her desire for him even further.
"That's right, my queen," Draconis murmurs, his hands tightening on her hips as he guides her in slow, grinding circles on top of him.
Jenetia moans at his words, his dirty talk lighting a fire deep within her. She craves his dominance, his raw primal passion matching her own. She nods eagerly, lifting herself up and guiding him inside of her still slick entrance. “You known my love that through my mastery of biomancy I can give you a temporary cock to fuck then with as well.” Draconis says.
Her eyes widened at the thought of giving herself to others, but there was a spark of curiosity in her dark orbs as she thinks about the prospect of a cock most likely similar to Draconis own being form on her above her pussy to fuck other women with.
She kisses him deeply, her tongue delving into his mouth and wrapping around his as she moves her hips, grinding herself down onto his hardness. She moans low in her throat, feeling him harden further inside of her and stretching her sweet pussy.
He groans, his hands gripping her hips tighter, holding her a little closer, a little harder against him, his hips bucking upwards slightly to meet hers.
"Fuck, yes," he groans, his wings spreading wide behind him as if to imitate the intimate act.
Jenetia moans, her head falling back as she feels him hit a particularly sensitive spot deep inside of her. "Yes, just like that," she gasps, her voice hoarse. She rocks her hips back and forth, setting the pace as she rides him, her ample breasts bouncing with each movement.