The pleasure of it bubbled into his brain and made it impossible to think about anything else.
Heneededthis cock inside of him.
Needed it to empty into him and give him what hedeserved.
“Fuck me.”Clove’s voice was thin and strained with yearning, his eyelids ever drooping, his body lax as the dragon’s cock remained still inside of him.He turned his head, letting his lips brush the cockhead he’d been neglecting since he’d been penetrated, and pleaded for what he wanted with a swirl of his tongue.“Want it deeper.Want it hard.Want it allinside me.”
The dragon hissed, and in an instant, the thick head pushed onward, digging him open as it went.The passage Clove had grown so aware of before sang to life again, filling with shocking speed and depth.The shaft seemed to burrow only deeper and deeper, with no sign of stopping, and Clove cried out again and again, the sensation beyond words.
When it finally did stop, it did not withdraw.
It remained inside of him, filling him so completely that Clove’s breath came shorter, his very lungs compressed by the bulk of the intrusion.
He was stuffed so full, the dragon loosened its coils and allowed Clove to recline upon its body—it was clear the beast no longer feared that he would flee.
With the coils out of the way, Clove noticed the sigils on his belly burned now with increased intensity, shining so brightly, they were almost blindingly white.
But not even the brightest light could hide what else he saw when he looked down his body—his stomach, once flat, now bulged as if he were with child.
Unable to catch his breath, Clove laid a hand on the new roundness and pushed, only to trigger the sigils just like he had before.The urge to give in to pleasure filled his mind and body both, and this time, he did not fight it.He pushed down more firmly and let those feelings possess him.
Inside of him, the fullness that had rounded his stomach began to ripple.
The dragon had begun to thrust.
Its cock, stuffed so completely into Clove that he had swollen from it, pleasured itself inside of him, and as the dragon groaned and dipped its head while that pleasure took hold, Clove was filled with a strange sense of pride.
Hewas the one making the dragon feel this way.
Him.
Hisvirgin body.
It seemed silly now that he had treated his virginity like treasure locked in a chest, for now that the chest was open, he realized it had been empty this whole time.
It was only now, with each deep thrust, that the dragon was filling it with gold.
No doubt sensing Clove's enthusiasm, or perhaps simply picking up on it from the way Clove tightened imploringly around its shaft, the beast steadily grew bolder.Inside of Clove, that long, muscular appendage pushed back and forth, stroking itself with Clove's silken insides.The length gliding out of him was astonishing—especially as his belly remained completely distended and packed full—but the length sliding back inside was even more incredible.
“Nowyou are defiled,” said the dragon with a rich, smug chuckle that bled into a moan.
Its words left Clove speechless and wildly aroused, so rather than try to find something to say, he turned his head and put his lips back on the cockhead, thanking the dragon for what it was doing to him with the warmth of his mouth and the wetness of his tongue.
“I’ll defile you in a way no one else can,” the dragon crooned as Clove suckled.It allowed him another few hungry gulps, then took its organ from Clove’s lips and trailed it down his body, over his rounded stomach to the space between his legs where its twin was hard at work, thrusting frenetically into Clove.“In a way you’ll never forget.No mere man, no simple walker on the earth, will ever satisfy you… likethis.”
There was pressure.
Clove, panting, watched between his legs as the second cock butted up against his stretched hole, strained, and with a squelch, slipped inside.
It was obscene.It was impossible.
But Clove felt neither pain nor fear.
He knew the dragon would not let him die.
The bump swelled.Clove watched, stunned, as he grew bigger.Fuller.He didn't need to press on the sigils anymore in order to feel their magic—he was so full, the dragon's cocks were activating them from the inside.
“Take it,” the dragon hissed, cocks thumping endlessly into Clove.Each new impact triggered the sigils and brought Clove higher and higher until—as stuffed as he was—he began once more to move his hips, fucking himself on the dragon while the dragon fucked itself into him.“It’s yours.It was always meant for you.Every moment of this life, every day and every night, every single step, has been bringing you here tothismoment.Bringing you here… to me.”
