Endangered Ch. 08

Her admission of being a prostitute when she was a human still shocked him. He didn't doubt it for a second after the ride she'd just given him. She'd never really talked about her past. He couldn't comprehend living for half a century like she had. All those memories, how did she keep track of it? She must think him a child. He supposed he still was, compared to her.

His powerful thigh muscles bunched in momentary spasm, his nerve connections resetting. He was going to fucking pound her. She'd jacked his cock up on whatever was in her venom, he was going to give it right back. He wanted to hear her scream in pleasure, beg him for more, beg him to stop, he didn't care. He wanted her to be sore and tender in the morning, walking around gingerly so everyone would know that he'd ruined her. She'd said he could have her however he wanted. He was going to put it to the test.

His cock throbbed angrily in anticipation, worked up by his little fantasies. Now or never. He stealthily reached for the feeling of the Ether, steeling himself for his pounce. He knew exactly how fast she could be. Surprise was going to be key. He took a slow, deep breath, gently tensing each of his major muscle groups to see if they responded. He smiled wickedly, turning to plant a little kiss against the damp skin of her temple.

Lillian felt his lips, such a tender gesture. In all her fantasies she'd never really considered getting all lovey-dovey with him but it would be so easy. Then, without warning, her world turned upside down.

She yelped in shock, clinging around his neck as they fell into nothing, twisting. A momentary grey glimpse of Ether light was her only clue what he was doing. She was too startled from her dozy sex-haze to resist as he merged back, standing next to the tub with her impaled on his huge cock.

A bestial snarl met her as she looked up at him. Purple rippled across his skin. Taloned fingers quickly captured great fistfuls of her ass, holding her suspended on him none too gently. The dragon. Her heart pounded in both fright and exhilaration. She tried to reach inside and bring her own nature forward again in reply. The stupid creature was still gnawing at the magic he'd deposited in her core, barely even raising its head to her call for help. Then she was distracted as she felt his cock reshape inside her, lengthening ever so slightly, his glans thickening and becoming more pointed, ready to pierce her. Oh god.

Chris' legs had almost given way as he merged back into the Norm, but triggering his transformation seemed to help cleanse the last of her paralytic from his system. Power welled up from deep inside as he and his dragon embraced into their magnificent hybrid form. She looked so startled, it was almost cute but he wasn't fooled. He knew exactly what lurked inside her now.

He took a lunging step forward with his considerable strength, then another, tackling her into the bathroom wall. A dull thump resounded as the drywall caved in around her ass and lower back, little crumbs of the brittle white material falling onto the tiled floor.

The air in her lungs evacuated in a hoarse moan, leaving her winded. The dragon's cock smashed painfully into her already tender cervix, his momentum coming to an abrupt halt, her body taking the brunt.

He didn't give her any time to recover, crowding her lush frame into the ruined wall, crushing her tits against his chest. Thank fuck he hadn't hit a stud. Pinned and breathless, Lillian only gave paltry resistance as he released his grip on her big rump and hooked her legs over his bulging arms. He spread her wide, elbows under her knees, as she gulped down air like a beached goldfish.

"Chris, wait..." was all the objection she managed. He shouldn't have been able to move at all for hours yet, she'd pumped that much of her paralytic venom into his bloodstream while he was out.

His pièce de résistance came in the form of his great purple wings reaching forward around his body. The strong ridge of muscle and bone at the leading edge of the great leathery membranes quickly hooked under her widespread knees and tracked upwards on the wall.

"Fuck! No, you're too big!" she screeched breathlessly in protest, beginning to thrash about in distress as he used both sets of limbs to raise her legs until they couldn't go any further. Her knees were up by her ears, and her ass had come off the wall when he finally let up. It felt like she was doing the splits and being folded in half at the same time, her huge breasts the filling of a vampire sandwich. Her thighs trembled, and her snug channel tightened down on his rampant erection as he tested her flexibility to the limit.

She bared her fangs in challenge at his rough treatment. Her arms, still wrapped around his neck, tightened with unholy strength, reeling him back into reach. If she could just bite him...

He reared his hips back, his monolithic cock pulling against her clinging insides roughly. She cried wordlessly in a mixture of pleasure and pain. It felt like he was going to turn her inside out, if her pussy could have sulked, she would have. Her grip on his neck slackened in surrender. For all she'd ridden his cock with abandon, she wasn't quite ready to be fucked by it and he knew it. The threat was clear. Behave, or things would get rougher.

When the ridge of his throbbing glans had just popped out of her hot sheath, he had the nerve to tease her, rocking back and forth barely an inch or more. He was fucking her with just his fat cockhead. Her enflamed labia were hard pressed to handle such treatment. Spread wide by his prodigious girth, they were pulled outwards and pushed inside her repeatedly with his shallow strokes. It was torture, but the way her throbbing clitoris was being bumped had merits of its own. Not to mention how the sensitive tissues on the roof of her vagina were being meticulously stimulated by his pronounced coronal ridge.

She whimpered, mounting pleasure draining her will to struggle. Her body squirmed weakly, pinned between his massive hybrid form and the wall. Distracted by the first stirrings of a climax, she was lulled into the rhythm of his shallow thrusts. His teasing was starting to feel really good.

Without warning he plunged all the way back inside her, butting the end of her passage as his heavy balls thudded into her springy buttocks. A great dam of pleasure burst in her ravaged core, flooding her entire being. Her body began convulsing and finally, she did squeal. For the right man, she squealed like the slutty little sow she knew she was. This was the right man and her body was letting him know all about it.

Chris felt something hot splatter against his balls and thighs, even dripping down onto his feet. He chuckled against the side of her flabbergasted, flushed face, kissing her rosy cheek. He'd never had a woman squirt on him before. Maybe she'd just lost control of her bladder in the moment, but he didn't care. He was occupied enjoying the frantic fluttering of her molten pussy. Jesus, she had some strong muscles in there.

"You cocky little fucking stud!" she cried, her brown eyes wide with shock and pleasure. "Fuck me, Chris. Right now! Fuck me as hard as you god damn can!"

He growled at her challenge and pushed his clawed wingtips through the wall, locking them in place. He didn't care about the damage, the wall was fucked anyway, he wanted his hands free. As her legs were already spread as high and wide as possible, his wings pressing up against the back of her knees was all he needed to hold her, suspended and trapped.

He reared his hand back and delivered a punishing spank to her wide rump.

"What are you... how? Oh fuck!" she moaned as she realised her predicament. Short of using her incredible strength in a pitch to struggle free, he had her pinned, their previous positions reversed. With his rigid cock bringing her off so masterfully, she wasn't sure if she even wanted to break free.

"I'm doing the fucking now, vampire," he hissed dangerously between his sharp teeth. "And I'll decide exactly when, how, and where I fuck you. That was the deal, wasn't it? If you want my blood?"

She squirmed haughtily, full to the brim of dragon cock, considering her options. The beginnings of a snarl curled the corner of her plump lips. She didn't like her own words being used against her.

He slapped her other buttock for good measure and squeezed the juicy flesh, hard.

"Yes!" she croaked as her ass smarted painfully. Her pussy creamed and a great shudder ran through her body. His rough treatment was like dropping napalm bombs on an already burning forest. Complete overkill. "Fine, yes, that was the deal!"

"Good," he dodged his head forward and stole a peck against her lips. "I'm going to fuck you slow, Lillian. What happens after that will depend on your good behaviour."

"Shut up and do it!" her body shivered at the thought. Where was this coming from? How could the kid push her buttons so well?

Whack! She whimpered as he struck her again. She gushed a little of her clear fluid as her womanhood spasmed in approval.

He withdrew from her clutching depths slowly and pushed back in all the way to his root.

"I am going to fuck you like I'm paying for it, Lillian. I'm going to get my money's worth. I bet you were worth every cent anyone ever paid for you." He thrust slow but hard, watching her incredible breasts quake, grinding his crown against her cervix each time.

"I was! I'll be worth every drop of blood you feed me, too. I'm going to be your personal whore, Chris!" His cock was doing terribly wonderful things to her.

He smiled at her promise and placed a hand on her soft tummy. Contorted as she was, her belly had several little rolls of fatty padding which he found incredibly endearing. He pushed her firmly back towards the wall. Space opened between their bodies. This put even more strain on her quivering thighs. She shut her eyes and bumped her head back into the wall, hissing as she tried to accept his punishment, breathing through it.

He didn't even allow her that, reaching up to grab a fistful of her dark, sweaty hair close to the roots. His grip was used to direct her gaze down at their coupling.

"Look at us, Lillian. Watch me fuck you," he whispered darkly into her ear even as he tightened his hold, tugging wonderfully at her roots across most of her scalp. She loved it when a man knew how to treat her hair properly and wasn't afraid to do so.

It was hard. Her tits rose and fell with each of his slow, powerful thrusts. Between her cleavage, she caught glimpses of his immense penis sluicing in and out of her. He was glistening with clear juices and white flecks of the cum he'd already pumped her full of. Her pink labia were struggling on valiantly and he looked fucking absurd when he pulled most of the way out. He held their heads together, kissing below her ear and scenting her sweaty skin.

Chris was incensed by the view. Her voluptuous thighs, wide hips, and relatively slim waist screamed at the dragon that she was perfect breeding stock. That wasn't even mentioning the most spectacular pair of breasts in existence. She was absolutely built for it, a perfect, full bodied goddess. He wanted to watch her tummy swell with his growing child.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Lillian," he murmured reverently, watching his cock pistoning into her clinging furnace. He was really beginning to puff now, using his dragon strength to make her big body hitch up the wall with each mighty thrust. Next cycle, he paused at full depth, mashing their slick pubic bones together with a tight circle of his hips.

"Fff.. fucking... fuck!" she cried as he resumed his measured rutting.

It was all too much. His hot breath, the sensation of their bodies pressed together, her welling emotions, his rich blood, her quivering womanhood, his perfect cock. A quiet little orgasm rocked her to the core. It was incredibly gentle physically, but sent her emotions thrashing about like the ocean under a tropical cyclone.

"I hope you made your choice to save me wisely," her choked whisper brought him up short, her happy little clam sucking and pulling at his big pecker. Her sudden change of tone had him concerned. Perhaps it was all just a ploy to regain dominance in their little sexual feud but he cared for her too much to risk being callous.

"What's wrong, Lillian? Of course I did. Don't you remember what I said when we were dancing? I want you, Lillian," he released his grip on her hair and tucked it tenderly behind her ear to look into her beautiful eyes. There was red fluid brimming at the corners.

"Oh god, you're so young, Chris. You're binding me with every climax but how can this ever work?"

He snorted, then chuckled. Watching confusion and a little indignation play across her beautifully sex-flushed features.

"That's easy, Lillian. We both have feelings for each other. Those are genuine, at least on my part," he teased. "We're going to keep having nasty, debaucherous sex and my magic is going to take care of the rest. If we trust each other and talk through our issues, we'll still be going strong a couple thousand years from now."

"Promise me!" she glared, feeling incredibly vulnerable. "I'll fucking hunt you down if you leave me."

"I promise. But Lillian, we need trust and honesty. I'm never going to leave my brood, but I would love you to join us."

The pause grew long as she considered. Their tingling sexes were eager for the resumption of glorious friction.

"Yes," she finally nodded acceptance, her bearing slumping. "It's going to be a bit of a strange transition but I want to, Chris. I just get so possessive sometimes. Your blood does some serious shit to my vampire."

"Good." He kissed her nose affectionately. "I'll keep you plump and happy, you'll never go hungry."

They stared at each other for a moment before kissing tenderly. She squirmed a little, still spread-eagled on his rampant cock, her arms entwined around his neck. It was several minutes before they came up for air and their kissing wasn't nearly as tender.

She shoved his head down into the vast expanse of her perfect tits, guiding him to her large nipples with tugs on his ears and coos of delight when he laved and nibbled her tender buds. Her skin was still covered with traces of his drying seed but he couldn't care less.

He brought his hands into play, hefting and kneading reverently. Her pale, vein-latticed boobs looked so sinfully perfect spilling out of his big, purple hands. He soon learned that she liked it a lot when he traced his talons delicately over her flesh or burrowed his face under her big jugs and sucked at the soft skin there. With his cock skewering her to the wall they explored exactly how sensitive her magnificent breasts could become. It wasn't long before she couldn't take it anymore.

"Let me down, Chris, I need to make love to you," her soft tone whispered of untold delights.

"Not a fucking chance," he rumbled into the soft skin of her neck, easing his cock tenderly in and out of her. "You've been so well behaved, but I know what you really want, Lillian."

"Is that so?" she cocked an eyebrow at him. "You've got a lot to learn, young one."

He surged forward, his thrusts suddenly kicked up into 12^th gear.

Her eyes bugged out and she let out an inhuman shriek as he began jackhammering her into the wall. Her vagina fluttered in protest for the short span of five thrusts from his giant dragon cock before seizing like an overheated engine. Her lush frame shook violently as her shriek died into a gurgling hiss of pleasure. Clear fluid splattered and dripped over his balls and thighs again, leaking from her overstuffed cunt to splash the wall with in an obscene wet streak.

Ten minutes later, as his cock still slammed into her with all the might his powerful body could muster, she had to admit he'd been right. He knew exactly what she needed.

Even though she'd told him she could handle absolutely everything he could give her, he'd had to be coaxed and reassured that he wasn't going to hurt her. He'd finally ramped up to the pelvis shattering strokes he was currently giving her, bringing her off twice already in the process. She'd screamed his praises for the whole city to hear each time, raking her claws across his tough, tiny scales. In retaliation, he'd roughly mauled every feminine curve her lush body had to offer. It only drove her to loftier heights of pleasure. The boy-dragon could fuck like a god, it was perfect.

Her vampire had finally awoken when he really began throwing down the righteous dicking. He'd offered her his shoulder and she dined on his delectable blood once again, that had triggered her latest climax. There was no way she was going to paralyse him in the midst of such glorious, sweaty fucking so she simply enjoyed the loving ruin of her body, sex, and mind.

They were both huffing and puffing now. Their inflamed sexes squelched lewdly, their bodies clapping together in the unmistakable rhythm of sex. It was incredible to be so full yet fucked so powerfully. Lillian would never admit it but she hoped he would cum soon. Full of blood, drowned in pleasure, she felt like she could curl up on top of him and sleep for weeks after they were done.

Chris was close, it was such a turn on to have her incredible body at his mercy, submitting to his youthful whims and ministrations. He couldn't believe how she took all he had and only cried out for more. After his final transformation and growth spurt, he'd resigned himself to forever holding back in the bedroom. Not with Lillian.

His cock was throbbing, spitting runny precum to mix with her copious juices and leak down over them. She was hot and tight and oh-so-wet. His dick was in heaven, shuttling back and forth inside her, covered in a slick froth of their fluids. His feet were getting slippery on the tiled floor. They'd made such a mess, he was losing the precious traction he needed for his long-dicked thrusts into her salacious, clinging cunt.

He wanted to be on top of her.

He paused mid stroke in her greasy sheath, panting for breath. Sweat was pouring off him, his muscles quivering as they tried to recover from the gruelling performance he'd demanded of them.

"No! Don't stop now, Chris, no more teasing. I need you," Her finger traced lovingly through his sweat-damp purple hair, her building pleasure put on pause. She clenched down with her tired pussy, milking his beautiful cock, desperate to receive his seed once again.

"I'm going to slip over in your puddle if I don't move, Lillian. Jesus, you're the messier than Susan. Such a piglet." He kissed across the flawless, rosy skin of her clavicle, trailing up towards her ear. His tongue tasted her skin, sampling her scent and salty sweat.

"It's a defence mechanism, you bastard," she sassed breathlessly. "You're tearing me up with that thing Chris, my poor cunt is just trying keep everything nice and moist for you."

"Bullshit, you love every second," he nipped her earlobe cheekily.

"You know I do, young one," she smiled indulgently. "Now for the love of god shut up and get back to work. This pussy isn't going to fuck itself."

"Yes, Madam," he smirked. "Hold on."

He supported her weight by cupping the gloriously glowing cheeks of her full-bodied rump and pulled his wings gingerly from under her knees. Both winced as muscles relaxed for the first time over half an hour.

He lowered them towards the floor, never withdrawing from her warmth. She gasped as he laid her down on the cold tiles but he silenced her protest with a passionate kiss, their tongues careful in the dangerous environment of their sharp mouths.

Lillian wrapped her legs up around his waist, spurring him back into action with little giddy-up kicks to his butt. She stroked down his spine with gentle fingers, exploring the larger scales there and sending delightful shivers up his neck.