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Darknites: Mating Flight
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DarkNites: Mating Flight
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She staggered into the damp cave, clutching her abdomen. Fighting
the urge had taken everything out of her. She had had to leave her garrison
before things had gotten out of control. Worse, her mate was on patrol of
the Eastern Shore and probably out of her range..
"Asgarth kira mayar sagatron,
atreya mayar nu.", she intoned.
A fire and a sleeping pallet materialized, casting eerie shadows on
the mossy walls. She crumpled on the furs, tucking her long slender legs
under her, shivering even though it was bright and sunny outside. Her copper
hair streamed down around her delicate face as she leaned forward to get
close to the fire. She couldn't hold out forever...
A fierce, shrieking scream echoed off the cliffs outside her cave.
She lifted her head immediately, her aspect changing subtly as she recognized
the tone. Her eyes glowed and burst into flaming red as she rose to her feet
gracefully, her shivers disappearing into strength and intent. She walked out
of the cave into the bright sunlight and stopped at the ledge at the edge of
the cliff. Then she leapt off.
The wind screamed past her ears as huge wings opened and caught
the currents. She glided and then picked up speed, hurtling towards the
mountains opposite her, screaming a challenge of her own. He came into
view then. A magnificent red, in the prime of life. The lust she had
been fighting slipped out of her control.
He swept past her, masculine power and grace, his neck coyly arched.
He tilted at an angle, showing off his wing span, and then executed a series
of rolls. Then he shot up towards her, wind whistling as he came in so close
that his belly rubbed seductively against the smooth scales on her back.
She growled in approval. For a youngster, he was doing unbelievably well...
He executed a series of spins and dives flawlessly. She drifted
on the winds admiring his sleek form and strength. Then the urge hit again
and there was no more time to think. She rolled in mid air to expose her
soft copper underbelly, inviting him to come get her..
Anticipation mounted as she watched the red jackknife around and dive
towards her. Then out of nowhere, a green streak of fury slammed into him,
knocking him off-course. She uttered a welcoming cry. Her mate had heard her
call and had arrived in time to battle for the privilege...
The two dragons above her grappled, clawing and snarling as they
fought for supremacy. She flew around them to a vantage point atop the cliffs
to give them room, knowing that they would need it.
The green was older and clearly more experienced but the red had youth
and sheer strength on his side. They parted and came back together in a
flurry of wings, teeth and claws. The red had landed a particularly effective
slash across the other's face when the green calmly chomped down on his
challenger's wing. The two dragons started dropping away, still locked
together like a pair of lovers.
The red managed to break away and immediately came back into the
attack, his wing bleeding but still usable. The green dodged nimbly out the
way, almost playing cat and mouse with his injured rival. In an unexpected
move, the red executed a loop and came in right under the other, drawing his
talons viciously across his opponent's belly. Deep streaks of red blossomed
across the shimmering flesh but the damage was tolerable. The green screamed
in pain and fury and slammed his own body into his rival, sending them both
hurtling towards a cliff. The red's jaws clamped into the green's exposed
neck, but before he could cut the jugular, they slammed into the mountain...
The collision knocked the youngster partially into unconsciousness
and that was enough to end the fight. The victor snapped his rival's wing
tip with a triumphant cry. Then he was circling up into the sky, wings spread
to the max to catch the sun's rays.
She watched with pride from atop her rocky perch. Her mate's coloring
had intensified into a deep, glowing emerald and he was proudly showing himself
off as he went into the courtship ritual. Spectacular aerial acrobatics,
subtle signals, the display of speed and form.. Everything was designed to
entice the female into mating. And she was more than ready.
With a proud shriek, she spread her wings and launched herself off
her rocky pinnacle. With an answering cry, he shot up to meet her. They
met midway, coming together in a tangle of wings and limbs before spiraling
down in a way that was completely different and yet very much the same to the
battle beforehand..
She arched her spiny neck to nibble fondly at her mate's neck as the
earth spun up at them at a frightening rate. In an almost nonchalant move,
they came apart and pulled up in a graceful arc barely 50 feet off the ground.
The green raced after her, his greater wing-span easily covering the distance
between them. They twined around each other in an aerial ballet, even as the
wind rushed by them. His penis had fully engorged, its thick red length
prodding into her belly. This time when the urge hit, she didn't fight. She
thrust herself down on her mate's organ with a triumphant scream. They locked
together, wings beating strongly.
His forelegs tightened around her body as he thrust deeply into her.
The warm, wet tunnel shifted and squeezed around him even as the motions of
flight automatically provided the thrusting and rocking that brought them
closer to the finish line. As their excitement built, they grew rougher,
clawing and biting as they shot over the arid landscape. When the tension
grew unbearable, the female slowly brought in her wings. Without her help
in keeping airborne, the tangled pair started losing altitude. Adrenalin
started pumping through his veins as the ground started rushing up at them
again. Muscles strained, wings creaked as the speed and danger gave them an
unbelievable high. He felt his cock pulse and throb as blood surged through
it in waves. And then without warning, she thrust herself hard down onto
his shaft and sank her teeth deep into his thick shoulder muscles..
He spilt himself in her with an ecstatic cry.
She unfurled her wings right before they hit the ground, extending
them to the max. They slowed with a jerk and then drifted down to make a
relatively safe landing...
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The cave was warmer because of the still-burning magical fire. They
were moving in the general direction of the pallet, but not making very much
progress because they were still caught up in their hellos. Nerys had her
arms wrapped tightly around Barron's neck and he was busy reacquainting himself
with her lips. His hands ran possessively down her sides, streamed through her
shimmering copper hair, coming back to hold her head still as he explored her
mouth. Nerys had already felt the next wave of desire coming so she locked her
hands around his waist and practically dragged him the remaining distance to
the fire. He didn't put up much of a fight when she pulled him down over her,
swiftly undoing his robe with the ease of long practice.
He was breathing hard when their lips parted, his eyes glowing red as
he looked down at her. Her cheeks were flushed, her gleaming hair spread
around her face as she drank in the sight of her partially nude mate. With
one fluid move, he dragged her shift over her head to leave her bare in front
of the fire. Her hands found the edges of his robe, pushed it off his
shoulders and tossed it into a corner.
Barron pulled back to drink his fill of her. The flickering firelight
cast reddish highlights in the masses of her copper hair and lovingly
detailed the curves of her bronze body. Her eyes glowed right back at him
as she looked him over greedily. The whipcord strength under the faint green
of his skin, the graceful sweep of his black hair as it fell to his shoulders.
Her pounding heart swelled with pride as her gaze felt on the slashes he'd
taken in the battle for her. Her hands reached for his shoulders, scratching
her nails lightly over his skin. With a soft growl, he caught her wrists and
pinned them over her head. And then he was on her..
His teeth found the sensitive skin of her neck and nipped sharply. She
gasped and shivered as the soft rasp of his tongue swept down her neck to her
bare shoulder. Barron traced the faint line of her collarbone, occasionally
nipping at a particularly exquisite piece of skin. He went lower, brushing
his cheek against the tempting mound of her breast. She whimpered slightly
then, that particular part of her body had become unbelievably sensitive
due to the mating urge. Her nipples felt like they were on fire and then
suddenly there was a blessed cooling as his mouth found them. Then his
tongue flicked across the swollen tips and the fire came flooding back. She
arched up towards him with a muted cry, trying to get as much of her into
his mouth as possible. He obliged her, squeezing and molding her flesh
as he sucked on one hot nipple. Heat radiated from their bodies as their
internal furnaces blazed higher. Then out of nowhere, the urge hit again..
With an inarticulate cry, Nerys pushed herself off the pallet, taking
him with her. Barron's hand lost their grip on her wrists, as he found
himself lying on the damp floor of the cave with her on him. She rose
up into a sitting position slowly. He caught his breath as he saw her eyes,
quietly smoldering with lust. There would no more time..
She rose to her knees, offering him an intensely arousing view of
her damp groin. He instinctively reached for her, slipping into the
damp tunnel that contracted softly around his fingers. A hungry groan rippled
from her throat, she needed so much more... Her hand wrapped around his
throbbing shaft and stroked deliberately up and down its length. Barron
gasped with pleasure and removed his fingers from within her. She lowered
herself slowly, guiding the head of his cock to her damp vagina. Barron
arched back slightly as they made contact, his hands coming up to brace
themselves on her hips. She had tilted back her head, her eyes squeezed
shut, concentrating on the sheer pleasure of being penetrated. Her hips
took on a life of their own as they rolled and thrust around him.
"Elie meta sirrin, merahati farrah tyro", he gasped. It was
unbelievably hard to remember the words of the spell when every fibre of his
being was drowning in the delicate pleasure of the mating..
"Atreya rabbin meta karrina, Barron es Nerys.." she replied, her
hips rising and falling with every word. The magic of the spell started
moving. The urgency built as did the pleasure. She was groaning
uncontrollably now, building up speed as she thrust herself forcefully down
on his glistening shaft.
Barron's mind was reeling as he watched her move over him. The spell
practically finished itself as the words poured from his lips. The magic
spread, filling them as a shimmering wave of electricity. Nerys was crying
out now, her pleasure intensified by completely unnatural means. She went
into a frenzy, finding her clitoris with her fingers and rolling it around
in circles. The magic centered in her groin as a huge pressure. Oh God, she
couldn't take it anymore! She screamed. A fierce, challenging scream.
A split second later, she froze as the spasms racked her whole body.
Endlessly... Barron, Barron!
Barron couldn't hear her. He couldn't think of anything but the need
to come. He held her hips steady as he thrust powerfully up into her. Once,
twice.. And with a triumphant cry, his power surged through his shaft with
unbearable force. And fused with hers. Nerys arched back as heat exploded
from her body. Conceived in magic and power, a new dragon life...
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