A noblewoman needs an heir, so she strikes a deal with the dragon Obsidian.

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  Gloria sat at her balcony, her gaze lost in the horizon. It was a gentle summer night, and the air was still warm enough for her to feel comfortable in her flowing blue summer dress.

  She was pensive, her blue eyes lost in the depths of her own mind. Was she really going to do it?

  It felt utterly insane, but at the same time, like a very appealing idea.

  Her hands caressed the scroll she had been given by her friend, its arcane words still ced with power and ready to be let loose into the world.

  It was not a powerful spell, but it didn't need to be, it just needed to contact the right party.

  She took a deep breath, and put her hand on the scroll, focusing like she had been shown by the person that gave it to her.

  In her mind, she uttered a missive to be delivered, and after a moment of stillness, the magic of the scroll died down.

  Gloria asked herself if it had worked, but she probably wouldn't know for some time, it was unlikely they could reply to her within the day.

  She walked back into her bedroom and started getting ready for bed.

  After finding a comfortable blouse, the tall noblewoman undressed by her bedroom mirror, her gorgeous body reflected in its surface.

  She was not a young girl any more, but she thought she still had her charm. Her hands followed her sides, hips, and belly, and she pouted at the fact that she had built some fat of her. She wasn't pudgy or fbby by any extent of the imagination, but she was finding it harder to keep as trim as she was when younger, which annoyed her to no end, no matter how many of her acquaintances told her she was still stunning regardless of her changes.

  Also, had her breasts gotten bigger? They were a nightmare to work around clothes, making everything not skintight look like a sack. She grabbed the plump mammaries trying to figure it out, they were already much bigger than her petite hands and the st thing she needed is for them to be even more of a weight on her back.

  She took off the earrings from her ears, twitchy and mobile as they were. Growing up, she had been extremely uncomfortable because of their peculiar, bovine nature, and she tried to hide them under her hair. Same thing with her little horns and tail.

  But nowadays, she didn’t care. They were showing her lineage, and she had loved her kind and caring grandfather, so she started wearing clothes that showed her cow-like tail and never hid her horns or ears any more.

  As she was putting on the blouse and brushing her hair, she was startled by a knock on the door of her terrace.

  This was a third floor on a walled castle, what on the realms could be knocking up here?

  She heard it again, another knock, and even more surprisingly, a voice coming from outside.

  "Midy, I believe you wanted to see me?" said a voice unlike anything Gloria had ever heard. It sounded like the soft rumble of a mountain, and while it wasn't threatening, it made her feel small and weak.

  "Who… who goes there?" she dared ask, trying to keep her composure.

  The voice talked again, calmly and in a soft tone.

  "You called for me, my dy. I'm Obsidian."

  Gloria went pale. The dragon Obsidian had answered her message? Already?

  And he was here?!

  "Lord Obsidian! I am so sorry, but I did not expect you so soon! I was getting ready for bed," she said while hurriedly putting on a cardigan over her blouse.

  "I can come back another time, apologies if I'm inconveniencing you," the voice said, reassuring her.

  Gloria hurriedly opened the door to the terrace, and as she did so, her eyes met with the red, fiery orbs that were Obsidian's.

  The dragon had assumed a humanoid shape, otherwise she suspected he wouldn't have fitted there.

  His body was not unlike that of a well-built and muscur human, but he was covered in smooth obsidian bck scales, hence his name, she thought.

  The general body shape was the only thing human about him, though. His head was reptilian in shape, like a mix of a short snout alligator with an iguana or simir. He had three horns, one at the front of his snout, like a rhinoceros, and two long ones that protruded backwards from the sides of his forehead.

  His eyes were his most striking feature, they glowed with an orange or reddish light, almost like magma.

  She could see an iris in them, golden and brilliant, but mostly obscured by the swirling colours of his eyes.

  His hands and feet had thick fingers with retractable cws, and a pair of majestic bat-like wings hung from his back.

  Gloria, with a quick curious gnce, noticed that while naked, there were no genitals visible on him, though he had a noticeable bulge on his crotch.

  She averted her eyes quickly, as she didn't want to be rude.

  As he saw her in the dim light of the terrace, he made a courteous bow, which she responded with a curtsey, almost out of instinct.

  "My dy, thank you for receiving me at this hour, but I reiterate I can come back another time if you prefer," he said, Gloria catching a glimpse of his sharp teeth as his mouth moved.

  "No, please," she said, inviting him in, "I'm the one that called you, and honestly, I'd rather discuss things sooner rather than ter."

  Obsidian smiled at her and crouched to come inside, the door frame a tad too low for Gloria herself, and he was at least a head taller than her.

  She rarely felt small, being usually taller than most men, so this was novel for her. The noblewoman had to admit she found it attractive, regardless of her guest's odd appearance.

  "I'm afraid I don't have much to offer in my chambers, but

  I can fetch us some wine or call the servants for some refreshments," she said, trying to be the best host possible.

  The dragon smiled at her and gnced at the bottle on her table, one that she had brought before in case she fancied a drink while reading.

  "Please my dy, do not bother your staff so te, this wine will do fine while we discuss," he said, giving her a lovely smile that she didn't think possible with his rather imposing appearance.

  Gloria smiled back and poured them a couple of gsses. She then tried to sit next to him in the most polite way possible, keeping her nervousness in check.

  After both taking a few sips, Obsidian took the initiative and got straight to business.

  "My dy, you did include your proposal on the magical message you sent my way, but please, I would rather hear things from you in person now, to make sure nothing was lost or misinterpreted," he said, his eyes almost piercing through her.

  Gloria took another sip of her wine, her guest was making her feel… odd, not threatened, though she definitely felt small and harmless compared to him, giddy was probably the best word to describe it, something she hadn't felt since she was younger, like a teenage girl talking with the cool and handsome kid she had a small crush on.

  "Lord Obsidian, as you know, I'm the baroness of these nds," she took a moment to arrange her next words in her head, "they were a gift to my grandmother for her service as an adventurer, so she and my grandfather settled here and since then, my family has managed this nd as best as possible."

  Obsidian nodded along, listening carefully.

  "I'm currently the st heir of theirs as sadly my parents had no other children, my mother was not fond of them and only had me out of familial duty, and my aunts and uncles have all gone to other nds in their own adventures or sadly passed away," her gaze turned down toward the smooth marble table, Obsidian's gaze making her feel tingly, for ck of a better word.

  "Currently, I'm under great pressure to produce an heir," she said, the words sounding uncomfortable in her mouth, "and please don't get me wrong, I am no prude, but through my life I've not had many romantic endeavours."

  "How come?, if you don't mind me asking, my dy," said Obsidian, doing his best to keep the conversation going.

  Gloria swirled the wine in her gss, lost in thought for a second before answering.

  "I honestly don't know. Too busy with life, I guess?" she took a short sip of her cup and looked back at her guest, his eyes locked with hers again, and she felt a jolt go through her spine, giving her goosebumps.

  "I've had flings, mostly with people from the vilge and staff here at the castle," she sighed as she tried to get comfortable in her chain, she was feeling very warm all of a sudden, probably the wine.

  "But I've never had a retionship that would have been appropriate for my title, I guess, I just have never fancied any nobleman or dy that I've met. Not that way at least," she finished her wine with a long swig, not very dylike, but she felt she could be honest with her guest.

  Obsidian smiled back at her, and reclined on his chair, the light of the dim mps in the room reflecting off his marvellous scales, making him look almost like a gem in Gloria's eyes.

  "I understand, my dy, it's fair," he leaned forward, and for a second Gloria thought he was going to pounce on her, "but why me? You could make a deal such as this with any nobleman."

  She thought about the best way to expin it, and straightened herself on her chair before responding.

  "Lord Obsidian, you are a dragon, if you pardon my obvious observation, and as such are not bound to the rules of the nd like I am," she said, in her best diplomatic tone, "and yet, you are powerful, your influence extends all the way here, and many pledge loyalty directly to you."

  "If you were to sire my heir, no one would dare challenge them for this nd, afraid of incurring your wrath, and it would save me from a boring and undesired marriage of convenience," she stood up, and looked out the window towards the nd and people she wanted to keep safe from the predations of others, "I also have it on good information that you care not about titles or ruling like an overlord, so I feel your connection to this pce would be good for all," she turned to her guest, trying to maintain her composure while look at his hypnotic eyes, "does it make sense?"

  Obsidian stood up, and slowly walked towards her. He was so big compared to her in this shape, his chest was wide and inviting, and Gloria wished she could press her face against it and his embrace.

  To her shock, and almost as if he was reading her mind, he gently pulled her towards him and held her against his chest, he was deliciously warm, and his scales were smooth and soft to the touch, despite their obvious sturdiness.

  He wrapped his arms around her and caressed her long bck hair, letting her bask in his warmth. Gloria felt safe and happy in his arms, and felt her tension fade away as if a myriad of knots were being disentangled.

  "You've been under such stress, my dy," he said, still caressing her hair gently with his cws, "it would be my honour to help you."

  He held her face in one hand, and lovingly lifted it, so their eyes met again, his smile made her heart flutter, she felt like a teenage girl with her crush once more, and part of her just wanted to drop on her knees and worship him.

  "Thank you, my lord," she said, trying to contain her bubbling desires, "what would you ask in return?"

  Obsidian gave her a pleasant smile and kissed her forehead, which made her melt like butter in his hands.

  "My dy, I will get to y with you and also potentially make a wonderful friend and lover," he slowly removed her cardigan, exposing the fair and silky skin of her arms to the gentle light of the room.

  "I cannot think of a better reward than that," he moved the tip of his cws over the skin of her back, caressing her spine and shoulder bdes, and Gloria could not hold back a soft moan of delight.

  She bit her lip sensually, and started caressing his firm chest, her breasts feeling hot and tingly as she pressed them against him.

  "Will you take me tonight then, my lord?" she said, her body now burning for the handsome dragon in her room.

  "It will be my honour, my dy," and as he said it he moved his lips to meet hers. Their kiss was gentle at first, lips tasting and exploring each other, but as the seconds went by the kisses turned more fiery, Gloria opening her mouth invitingly for his long and prehensile tongue, which explored every inch of her mouth while her hands reached to his back side and squeezed his firm rear.

  Obsidian didn't waste time either, and gently removed the blouse from her shoulders, making it flop to the ground like a waterfall of silk. He admired Gloria's body with his magma-like eyes, making her feel as if she was about to sizzle and burn.

  His cwed hands explored her sides, her rear and her back, slowly turning her around, so he could fondle her sensitive and full breasts that barely fit on his hand despite his size.

  He lovingly nibbled her twitchy ears and pyed with her tail, making her give out an uncharacteristic slutty moan.

  "I love your ears and tail, my dy, they are so cute and sensual," he said, his tongue exploring her right ear while her body started to twitch and shiver.

  "Thank you, my lord," she said in between gasps, "my grandfather was a minotaur, and I'm proud to carry a bit of him still."

  Feeling more comfortable, she guided his left hand towards her crotch, all while she rubbed her soft and delicious rear against his burning nethers.

  "That's so sweet," he said, his fingers parting her lower lips as he looked for her tiny and sensitive clit. "You're such a cute little moo, my dy."

  In any other circumstances, she would have found this offensive and off-putting, but Obsidian's genuine loving tone made her smile at the moniker.

  "Can you keep a secret, my lord?" she said, rexing in his hands and letting him enjoy her body.

  "But of course, my dy," the dragon said while slipping a finger into her rather ravenous pussy, eliciting a delighted moan from Gloria.

  "When I was little, I did moo on occasion, especially when I was content and happy in my grandfather's big arms. I stopped because other children made fun of me."

  Her hands caressed his as he groped and fingered her, jolts of delight making her body arch against his.

  Obsidian moved his snout closer to her lips and kissed her again. Gloria indulged his lips and tongue with hers, using her right hand to stroke the scales on his cheeks.

  "That sounds incredibly cute, my dy. I hope my company tonight brings that bit of childhood joy back," and as he said so, he grabbed her body by slipping another finger in and rubbing his wrist against her mound.

  This made Gloria's legs shiver, and she would have fallen to her knees if it wasn't for his firm grasp.

  She looked at him with dreamy eyes and bit her lip sensually.

  "Honestly, lord Obsidian, I wish so too," and she pnted another kiss on his lips, this time she was the one pushing her tongue into his mouth, tasting his ivory sharp teeth and his long muscur tongue.

  The dragon purred at her happiness, and to Gloria's dismay removed his fingers from inside her.

  He dragged them slowly towards her belly, over her womb, and started tracing something on it while whispering an incantation.

  It felt pleasant and warm, so Gloria rexed in his arms as he did so, still stroking his scales and rubbing her silky rear against his burning crotch.

  As he finished his incantation, Gloria felt a jolt inside her loins and as if everything from her pussy lips to her womb had been sucked into oblivion itself.

  She felt empty inside, emptier than she ever did, as if there was a vacuum in her very soul that could only be filled by something phallic ravaging her, taking her completely and breeding her like an animal.

  Her body shivered in Obsidian's arms, and she looked at the dragon both worried and more aroused than she had ever been in her life.

  "My lord! Something is wrong, I feel so empty, it's painful," she said while grabbing the flesh over her mound.

  Obsidian lifted her in his arms as if she weighted nothing, and carried her towards the bed.

  "Do not worry, my dy, it's just a spell," he said while ying her on the silken sheets of the bed.

  "I wanted to make sure the deed would be done, so I cast a fertility spell on you. Now you are sure to be with child before the end of the night, but it does have some side effects."

  He moved atop her, looking at her from above with his fiery eyes like a predator ready to devour her.

  If Gloria hadn't been so taken by the whole situation, she might have felt some shame, but right now her mind was consumed by the most overwhelming desire she had ever experienced.

  Her eyes darted to the dragon's crotch. From a fold onto it, a thick and rge exotic phallus had protruded. It was covered in ridges and had a spear-like tapered tip, and at that moment Gloria wanted it more than anything.

  Gloria's legs were spread like those of a wanton slut for her partner, her chest heaving from her long breaths, her whole body flustered by utter need.

  "Please take me, my lord, I cannot hold any longer, I'm so empty, I need you inside. Please fuck me, pound me, breed me like an animal," she said, her pussy glistening in the dim light next to Obsidian's cock.

  The dragon smiled and obliged her, aiming his phallus towards her soaked folds and pushing it in as he lowered his body closer to her.

  She moaned incoherently as she grabbed his head with her arms and wrapped herself around him, her legs firmly locked on his back as she pushed him as deep into her body as the universe would let her.

  Obsidian growled in delight and held her back, pcing one hand behind her head, cradling it, while another firmly grabbed her by the shoulder.

  The dragon's cock felt like a hot coal inside her, and her mind was evaporating from the sensation. She clenched her legs harder, making the tip of his cock push into her womb like a spear piercing a heart.

  She normally would have found this painful, but the need was too strong right now, the desire the spell had released in her would take everything he had to give to satisfy her.

  "This is… quite a reaction to my spell, my dy, not that I'm compining," the dragon said, settling in and commencing to thrust inside her.

  Gloria cwed at his scales and bit his neck like a ravenous animal.

  "I think, I had been needing a lover for a while, my lord," she managed to say in between pants.

  "Do not concern yourself with it, please, tonight, I'm just a needy woman for you to enjoy," she moaned loudly as her body trembled from the sensation.

  Obsidian growled in approval and held her tighter against his body, the rhythmic thrusting of his hips rattled the bed and made Gloria yelp and whine like a feeble needy creature under the dragon's firm scales.

  His cock kept smming against her cervix and pushing into her womb. She had never enjoyed her lovers being this big, but for some reason the pain had completely melted away with the dragon, and it was like she was losing her mind with every thrust.

  Her womb was so hungry, her thoughts kept swirling around his cum filling her, assaulting her ovaries and impregnating her like an animal in heat.

  She loved it, the idea of being filled, taken, bred.

  Was it because of the spell, or was it because today she was actually looking to get knocked up?

  Regardless, she was dying for it, and with every sm of the tip of his cock against her womb, her neediness was growing, not waning.

  "Please fill me, my lord, stain my womb with your cum, breed me, impregnate me, gods I need it," she said with no decorum whatsoever, both ashamed and aroused by her behaviour.

  Obsidian growled again in her ear, and spoke to her softly, like a rumbling of the earth before a volcanic eruption.

  "Get ready then, little moo, I'm going to fill you with babies like you crave, I'm going to take that womb for my progeny."

  Gloria's thoughts started spinning like roulette as he said this, and she clenched her pussy as hard as she could while pressing her hips against his, milking his cock with her innards as if her life depended on it.

  Obsidian clenched his jaws and bared his teeth while holding her face against his neck and thrust so deep, Gloria saw stars as his cock smmed against the back of her womb.

  A torrent of cum started pouring from his cock into her ravenous insides, and Gloria could feel it as if it was flowing over her very skin.

  It flooded her womb like a runaway river, so much so that her belly could not contain it all, and it poured backward into her pussy, spilling onto the sides of his cock and her thighs.

  Gloria shook her head and clenched Obsidian closer, trying to stop his cum from dripping out of her.

  "No, no, no, please no, I want it all in, I need it all in," she cried begging her lover and the universe itself to hear her plea.

  Obsidian continued cumming for her, though, filling her womb further till she felt it could burst, his cock twitching inside her as it dripped every st drop into her.

  He looked at her with his magma-like eyes, panting against her lips, caressing her long hair with his cw.

  "Well my dy, sometimes there might be some doubt about the effectiveness of a spell, but today I'm pretty certain… that worked," he said, giving her a dirty smile.

  And he was right, she couldn't expin how or why, but she could fill his seed spreading itself inside her, conquering every nook and cranny. There was a warmth to it, as if it was penetrating her being as his cock had penetrated her womb. She was with child, or would be shortly. Her womb was taken, and she was overjoyed with it.

  But this had awakened something in her, it felt right, wholesome even. It made her feel safe and complete.

  "Dare I say, my dy," Obsidian interjected, perhaps once again knowing her thoughts before her, "it seems you have a bit of a breeding fetish."

  Her heart skipped a beat as he said so. A breeding fetish? This evoked images of herself with a pregnant belly, or getting fucked hard like before to breed again, and again, and again.

  Gloria bit her lip and shifted uncomfortably, her mind racing through these newfound and delicious thoughts.

  "Lord Obsidian… you are… more perceptive than I expected," she did a spit take while trying to sound coherent, despite her once again growing arousal, "I didn't know I had such a… preference, but I suspect you may be right."

  The dragon gave her a dirty smile, and kissed her tenderly, his cock still hard stirring the mess inside Gloria's womb, making her shiver and moan for him.

  "So you're saying that you'd like for me to bring you to my Lair, take you repeatedly for months till you give birth to my little ones, and then repeat the process again and again till the day you die?" His question carried a pyful tone, being formuted more to tease her than tempt her, but there was a grain of want in his words.

  Gloria's mind felt like it almost exploded as he teased her, her body was once again on fire, and her pussy hungry for more.

  "Actually, that does sound dreamy, my lord," she said, averting her eyes out of shame.

  Obsidian's face changed to a more serious visage, but he quickly smiled again while looking at her with hungry eyes.

  "Don't tempt me, my dy, you must know I do not hoard treasure, but lovers and wives," he said, while kissing her supple breasts.

  She gently caressed the back of his head with the tip of her fingers, feeling the softness of his scales and moving towards his smooth horns.

  A quiet moan escaped her lips as he licked her nipples, making her giggle nervously, her mind still lost in the fantasy.

  "Honestly, Lord Obsidian, if I didn't have a duty to this nd, I'd take you on the offer," she said with a wishful tone, "from what I hear, life in your Lair is not bad at all."

  He looked up while still enjoying her breasts, which made him look rather cute and silly, less a terrifying dragon, and more a boy with delicious candy.

  The dragon smiled at her, slowly lifted one of her legs over his head, rotating her on her side as he did so, while still deep inside her. He then nestled behind her, spooning her tight, his lips kissing her head while he rotated his hips to stir her still delightfully stuffed insides.

  Gloria, moaned and whined throughout the whole change of position, enjoying the feeling of his cock still lodged against her cervix. It was a bit painful, but the overwhelming joy of the situation cancelled any desire she might have had to let him pull out.

  She happily nestled against him on her side, holding his big cwed hands against her body and her cheek against his forearm. It was dreamy, she felt safe and happy, all her anxiety from the previous days gone.

  He finally spoke to her again, with a soft rumbling tone, almost like a purr that seemed to dig straight into her mind.

  "My dy, I know your duty to your nd and people is great, but you speak as if there are no ways for you to leave this pce with your head high," he said, still kissing her head and caressing her hips.

  She listened closely, though her hips started moving on their own again, her pussy and womb hungry again for more of him.

  He noticed and happily obliged. With his right hand he lifted her thigh and leg, allowing him to push deeper again, his tip penetrating into her womb again, making Gloria bite the pillow to not scream because of how pleasant it was.

  She was still stuffed with his cum, and this made the pressure twice as hard in her insides. It felt as if she could burst, but nothing would have convinced her to stop.

  As she moaned, Obsidian continued with his previous thought, moving his lips close to her twitchy ear.

  "There are several ways you could take your leave… you could nominate someone to administer your holdings for you, you could give away the nd to someone you trust, hell, you could turn it over to your people and ask them to select a person or council to rule it on your behalf." He kissed her cheek before continuing, shoving his cock as deep as he could at the same time, making her eyes roll back in delight.

  "And regardless of what you chose, I give you my word, this nd is now under my protection, and I will not allow anyone to take it without your permission," he turned her head towards his, and pnted a long wet kiss on her mouth.

  Gloria's head was spinning with delight as her tongue pyed with his. Was it possible? She never wanted this responsibility, she had chained her whole life to this pce and now, she was being offered a way out.

  Was the dragon trustworthy? She had researched plenty of him before, and all seemed to indicate that he was, despite some faults, a noble creature and true to his word.

  "Lord Obsidian," she said snuggling closed and holding one of his hands against her chest, "you've given me hope and made me a happy woman this night, but this is very sudden," she took a moment to think.

  "I want to give this a shot, but before I do, I need you to give me your word that you will protect this nd and its people, and also… that you will love and care for me, and that if this new life is not for me, that I can come back with no consequences."

  Obsidian purred against her ear, clenching her body harder against his. He kissed her neck and gave her a loving nip.

  "My dy, I would do that without an oath, but of course I would give you what you want."

  He turned her head on the side again, so his fiery eyes could be locked with hers. Gloria felt as if she was being dragged into the swirling colour of his sclera, utterly mesmerized.

  "I swear to you, that I will protect your nd and people, always respect your wishes in regard to them, and also I swear to take care of you as one of my wives, love you and if you ever felt like I was not keeping my promise, that you could come back with no consequences."

  His lips locked with hers, and Gloria breathed a sigh of relief and desire.

  "But, unless you decide to break our arrangement," he said, moving so close his snout touched her nose and his eyes covered all of Gloria's vision, utterly consuming her in the warm twisting colors. "You are mine, my wife, my lover and my treasure," he smiled showing her his teeth again, making her tremble with desire for them to mark her all over.

  "Oh, my lord Obsidian," she said, her body about to burst with arousal, "breed me then, fuck me more and fill me with your babies, make my womb yours."

  He thrust with his hips so hard, Gloria though he might have actually impaled her on his delicious cock, making her, to her surprise and delight, release a soft cute moo from the back of her throat.

  She held a hand to her mouth and giggled, he had made her moo after all.

  “Silly little moo," he said, again with a sweet and loving tone that made her feel warm rather than mocked. “Your womb is already mine…."

  And with a grin, Obsidian started pounding the hips of his new wife with an intensity that Gloria had never experienced with any lover.

  Gloria rexed in his arms and gave herself to her lover without reservation, enjoying every thrust as while daydreaming of herself heavily pregnant with her Master's progeny.

  Master, the word had come to her head with such ease. Was it his aura? Dragons could apparently influence how other creatures in their presence felt and thought without even realizing.

  While she mused this in delight, Obsidian pced one of his big hands over her mound again, and grabbed it firmly.

  He whispered something arcane into her ear, soft and deep words that carried power and made her feel a pleasant chill down her spine.

  She felt a piercing and burning sensation on her mound that extended downwards into her being like roots on a tree, digging deep into her as she whimpered in surprise.

  The burning feeling quickly transitioned from painful to oddly pleasant, the tendrils of warmth extending across her being, twisting around her insides, along her skin, into her bones and inside her head.

  It made her feel safe, warm and owned. She had been cimed, she thought, as she could now feel her lover more intensely than before, every one of his heartbeats reverberating into her being.

  And his cock felt even more delightful. It's like her body had become the perfect pce for it, every inch of her pussy wrapped around perfectly like a glove.

  Gloria slowly regained her senses, she had been gone a moment with her eyes rolled back and her drool on the pillow.

  Obsidian gently caressed his magical brand on her body, which shined with a delicate pink light.

  "Does it feel good, my little moo?" he said, intensifying his thrusts as his own orgasm was imminent.

  "Oh gods yes, Master," Gloria took a second to groan and savour the words, "I don't know what you have done, but it feels so good."

  She bit his arm in pure ecstasy, her teeth unable to make a dent on his scales, not that she wanted to.

  Obsidian purred in delight at her words, holding her even closer to his warm chest, wrapping his wings around her.

  “I've cimed you, bonded your body to mine," he licked her twitchy ear, "now we will always perceive each other's needs, and following your desires will feel even better than ever."

  Gloria moaned against his arm, her body shivering as her orgasms made her lose control against her lover.

  "Oh, and as a bonus," Obsidian said with a smirk while pushing his lips close to her ear, "the fertility spell is now permanent."

  Her eyes opened wide, staring at him with shock and desire.

  "I'm going to knock you up so many times you will lose count…."

  She orgasmed again as he said this, her mind filled to the brim with dreams of passionate breeding sessions with her lover.

  Her body quivered and spasmed against his, as he once again exploded inside her.

  She was full before, now she was overflowing. His cum shot in long streams, absurdly more than any man that Gloria had ever been with.

  Her womb hurt from the pressure, but to her surprise, she was enjoying the sensation. It just felt right to be so full, so bloated, as long as it was by him.

  It was so much cum that small streams shot from her warm pussy, trying to escape by finding any crevice not taken by her lover's cock.

  The brutal overstimution finally got to her, and still panting and moaning, she closed her eyes, safe in the embrace of her lover, who kept kissing her head and ears while still twitching inside her.

  Gloria couldn't remember another night that had brought her such bliss, and she didn't want it to end, but fatigue was making it hard to stay awake.

  Obsidian, more aware than ever of her thoughts and emotions, thanks to his brand, helped her get comfortable in his arms and properly wrapped her with his wing, holding it close to her skin as if it was a bnket.

  "Rest, my little moo, sleep," he said, caressing her sides to help her rex and drift off, "we will have more time together soon, I promise you."

  And with this, Gloria let the night take her, her mind drifting to dreams of the future, perhaps prophetic ones, of her caressing her pregnant belly while rexing in her Master's ir, reading, writing and looking forward to the day when she'd be bred for him again.

  But for now, she slept.