The Dragon’s Virgin Slave 2: Captive (Monster Breeding Dragon Shifter Erotic Romance)

by Cherry Dare

  His tail slid out of her. Telnar pulled off his loincloth. His huge cock sprang up, rampantly erect, so engorged with blood that it was a deep indigo against his jade green skin.

  “Go on,” Kara urged. “Put it in me!”

  He lowered himself over her, breathing hard. She imagined that she could feel his heart pounding. Telnar was obviously a virgin; she would have to help him.

  Kara reached out and took hold of his enormous shaft. He sucked in his breath at her touch. Putting her other hand on his muscular buttocks and pushing him down, she thrust his cock inside of her sopping cunt.

  She moaned as his thickness filled her. He might not have been born with the knowledge of how to please a woman, like Rhodar apparently had, but just having his huge cock inside her felt so good!

  “Yes, like that,” Kara gasped. “I love feeling you inside of me.”

  She pulled Telnar’s face down toward hers and kissed him as he fucked her hard, plunging his rock-hard cock in and out of her wet cunt. His forked tongue thrust against hers, coiling and probing inside her mouth.

  Then she felt a new touch against her pearl. She gasped in pleasure as Telnar’s tail-tip made heated circles around her pearl.

  He withdrew from the kiss. “Do you like that?”

  “Yes,” Kara breathed. “Don’t stop!”

  As he pounded her into the soft mattress with powerful thrusts of his huge indigo cock, his tail-tip gently, slowly caressed her pearl. The combination drove Kara wild. She moaned and thrashed beneath him, digging her nails into his back. The pressure of her coming orgasm was building up inside of her.

  His thrusts grew more urgent. The dragon-shifter gasped, “I’m coming!”

  To her surprise, he pulled out. A jet of his hot seed spurted from his swollen cock, directly on to her pearl. Spurt after spurt of his molten seed jetted into her pearl, as if it was positioned over a heated waterfall.

  Kara’s climax sent a fireball of pleasure through her, as if she had suddenly burst into flame. Her entire body lifted off the mattress with the force of it. She jammed her hand into her mouth to stop herself from screaming in ecstasy.

  As the ripples of her pleasure faded, she pulled Telnar down to lie beside her. He bent one jade green wing down, to cover her like a blanket. She caressed it.

  “I didn’t want to make you pregnant,” he said.

  “That was very thoughtful of you,” she replied. “And I liked what you did.”

  His handsome face, which had been so set in bitterness when he’d first walked in, was transformed. He looked younger now, almost boyish, and full of hope.

  He pressed a kiss against her lips. “Thank you. I hope there’s some other woman like you, somewhere out there...”

  “I’m sure there is,” Kara said firmly. “And if you want to meet her, you need to escape from slavery.”

  He nodded. “I will take you to your mate. And I will do my best to free you both.”

  “And Aralan and Suli,” said Kara.

  “And the little slave girls.” He looked down at her. “Would you like to bathe first? And wear something more practical?”

  Kara laughed and got off the bed. The two of them ran to the bathing room, where they quickly immersed themselves in the heated water. Then Kara searched through the closets until she found a blouse and short skirt of ruby silk. With the addition of a pair of sandals, it was the closest to “practical” that she could find.

  At the door, Telnar put up his hand to motion her back. “The Master will know when I release your mate. If he isn’t able to get us out of the palace, well...” His face grew grave. “It would be better if he killed you quickly, rather than let you live for the Master to torment. Are you certain you want to risk this?”

  “If we don’t, the Master will be able to torment me all he pleases,” Kara pointed out.

  Telnar nodded. He held up one taloned hand. Green light flared around the door, growing brighter and brighter, until Kara had to cover her eyes. The floor vibrated.

  “Come,” said Telnar. “Hurry.”

  She opened her eyes and followed him through the door.

  He ran through the corridors, pausing only to bang on a golden door. Aralan and Suli came out.

  “Aralan, Suli,” Telnar said. “Fetch the palace slaves, and bring them to the dungeons. It will be open. Tell them this is their chance at freedom.”

  “I knew you’d do it!” Aralan pounced on Kara and gave her a wild kiss.

  But Telnar was the one to whom Suli turned. “I should have reached out to you before. I was afraid. I am sorry.”

  The slave girls ran down the corridor.

  Telnar hurried on, Kara at his heels, until he came to an iron door.

  Light flashed as Telnar raised both hands. “It’s safe for you now.”

  They followed him through, down a flight of stone steps lit dimly by some unseen source. The air was cool and smelled of blood and iron.

  At the bottom of the stairs was a ring of cells, containing a multitude of strange beasts and people, all caged individually. There was a minotaur and a lizard man, a golden lion-man and a girl who seemed made of flowing water, and— Kara shuddered— a naked woman whose body was striped in gold and black, with heavy breasts, buzzing wings, and a vicious stinger hanging below her black-furred cunt.

  But Kara only had eyes for Rhodar.

  He leaped to his feet at the sight of her. “Kara!” Then he caught sight of Telnar. “And... a brother dragon-shifter? I thought I was the only one.”

  “So did I,” said Telnar. “I have been a slave, but your mate convinced me that it was time to seek my freedom. And yours.”

  She started to rush toward Rhodar, but Telnar caught her arm. “I must use magic to free him.”

  “Free them all,” commanded Rhodar. “We have been talking. I promised them all that if I was released from this cell, I would free them from the palace.”

  “All of them?” blurted out Kara. “But... the wasp queen!”

  The wasp queen spoke in a grating voice that hurt Kara’s ears. “I do not enjoy killing helpless prisoners, girl. The Master forces me. Free me from this enchanted cell, and we shall see how the Master likes my sting!”

  A chorus of assent rose up from the prisoners. Then a soft patter of feet sounded on the stairs. A crowd of scantily clad slave girls and boys hurried into the dungeons, led by Aralan and Suli.

  Telnar raised both hands. Light blazed up, and Kara covered her eyes. There was a blast of heat, and the floor shook. When she opened her eyes, the iron bars of the cells were gone, and black pools of molten metal smoldered and hissed on the floor.

  Rhodar walked through the molten iron barefoot, with no sign of pain. Kara threw herself into his arms, and gave a sigh of pure happiness as they kissed.

  “My clever little one,” said Rhodar. “I did not expect to see you here so quickly, or for you to arrive with an army at your back! And yet somehow, I am not surprised.”

  Telnar turned to Rhodar. “Can you truly break the spells around the palace?”

  Rhodar nodded. “I could not work magic inside the cell, but I could still sense it. I have been studying those spells ever since I came here. I cannot break them alone... but you and I can break them together.”

  Rhodar turned to the gathered crowd. “Everyone who means to attack the Master, go do it now. Everyone else, run up the stairs and wait in the corridor. Only a dragon-shifter can stay in this room and survive.”

  Kara hurried up the stairs with the slaves and prisoners, leaving Rhodar and Telnar behind.

  In the corridor, the wasp queen gave a buzzing laugh. “Who will come with me to take revenge?”

  The lion man, a cobra-headed man, the water girl, and three scantily-clad slaves stepped forward.

  The lion man indicated the slave girls and boy. “How will they fight?”

  “With my hands and feet, since I have nothing better,” said a small slave girl whose hair was made of green vines.

  “
They are brave.” The wasp queen’s stinger thrust at the air, a glistening bead oozing from its tip. “I shall sting some guards and give the slaves their weapons. Brave people deserve the chance to fight.”

  The seven of them ran off down the corridor. As they turned the corner and vanished from sight, white light flared from the door to the dungeon, and a huge explosion shook the palace.

  “Come!” Rhodar shouted from below.

  Everyone ran down the stairs. At the bottom, Kara blinked in the sunlight. Rhodar and Telnar had blown out the entire wall of the dungeon, leaving it open to the desert.

  “Prisoners!” Telnar shouted. “Don’t leave the slaves unprotected. Every group of slaves needs at least one prisoner to fight off any attacks. Choose your destinations, and run!”

  Everyone began calling out the names of places, then breaking into groups. Kara had never heard of most of the places they mentioned.

  “What about you?” she asked Telnar. “Where will you go?”

  He shrugged. “With any slaves who have no protector. And then... anywhere. Look what your mate has taught me.”

  With a flash and a shockwave, Telnar transformed into a beautiful green dragon.

  Suli and Aralan ran up to him and stood looking hopefully into his storm-gray eyes.

  “We have no protector,” said Aralan.

  “You do now,” said Telnar. “Would you like to ride a dragon?”

  With squeals of joy, they climbed on to his back.

  “Good-bye,” called the girls. “Thank you!”

  Telnar bowed his huge head to her. “If you ever need me, your mate can call me. I will never forget you.”

  He launched himself into the air, winging up and up until he and the girls vanished into the clouds.

  The slaves and prisoners had all departed, and the sounds of battle began to echo from the remains of the palace.

  Kara nudged Rhodar. “I’d like to ride a dragon.”

  “You may ride me as I am.”

  Rhodar lifted her into his arms and sprang aloft, his powerful wings beating furiously. The wind whipped Kara’s hair about her face as they flew out over the desert.

  “Little one,” said Rhodar. “I am curious. Everyone in the dungeons insisted that Telnar would refuse to release us. It seems many of them had tried to convince him before, and all had failed. However did you persuade him?”

  Kara’s stomach clenched. What if she was wrong about Rhodar? What if he was furious? But she couldn’t bring herself to lie to her mate.

  “Well... The reason he would never help anyone escape is that he thought there was no life worth living as a free person. He thought he was a monster whom no woman would touch. So... I touched him. I mean, I had sex with him. I needed to prove to him that women would want him. He’d had such a sad life, and I wanted to give him some hope. Oh, and also I had sex with those slave girls who rode off with him.”

  Rhodar’s arms tightened around her. His voice quivered strangely as he asked, “Because you felt sorry for them, too?”

  “I did feel sorry for them, but that was more to persuade them to help us.”

  “Was it terrible for you?” Rhodar asked.

  Kara shook her head. He might hate her forever, but she wasn’t going to lie to him. “No, I liked it. Both of them. I mean, all three of them.”

  Rhodar’s chest vibrated as he burst into a hissing laugh. “Little one, little one! You had a far more enjoyable stay at the palace than I.”

  Kara let out a sigh of relief. “You’re not angry?”

  His forked tongue flicked out and left a burning caress along her lips and throat. “You saved yourself, and me, and many others. You helped a brother dragon-shifter. You satisfied your desires. I could wish that I had been there as well, but I was locked in a dungeon; you did not leave me out deliberately. Why would I be angry?”

  Kara shrugged. “A human might be.”

  “Humans are strange,” said Rhodar.

  “But you love strange things, don’t you? So do I.”

  Rhodar smiled. “I do.”

  They flew far across the desert, but finally Rhodar’s wings began to falter.

  “I spent a great deal of power breaking the spells and walls,” he said. “I can go no further today.”

  He landed by a cave in a hill, and rested inside while Kara gathered firewood, built a fire, and dug up and roasted some tubers for their dinner.

  After they ate, they lay together by the fire, watching the flickering flames.

  Kara began to doze off, but snapped awake when a hot rope slid sensuously up between her legs. Then she recognized the touch of Rhodar’s tail. Desire burned through her body at its caress. His tail wrapped around her ankles, binding them tight together, and then slid upward to wrap around her knees, binding them as well. Her thighs were now locked together.

  “You are my prisoner.” The crackle of flames underlay his husky tones.

  “Forever,” she said. “Use me as you will... though you’ll have to uncoil your tail if you want to use my cunt.”

  She tipped her head back to see the hard planes of his masculine face.

  His lips curved teasingly. “Not so,” he said.

  The soft leathery skin of his long black tail continued to slide upward. Kara’s ankles and knees were still bound tight, but the blunt tip of his tail eased between her closed thighs, pushing relentlessly toward her cunt.

  Kara swallowed, her hands clenching in fists. Rhodar and his half-dragon body could bring her to pinnacles of ecstasy she had never imagined, and he seemed to get endless enjoyment out of making her come. She shivered in delicious anticipation.

  His hot tail-tip pushed closer and closer, with agonizing slowness. Kara’s entire body felt shrunk into the one space between her thighs; everything else faded around her. When the tip touched her cunt, burning like a painless fire, the sensation was so intense that even that merest brush made her jump and cry out.

  Rhodar’s huge, strong hands held her steady. His talons pricked the slightest bit into her shoulders.

  She felt his huge cock stirring and hardening beneath her ass. The size of him had terrified her when she’d first seen it, but she had come to relish the sensation of being so filled and stretched. And just as he loved making her writhe and scream in ecstasy, she loved making him groan and shudder at her touch. She settled herself atop his cock, grinding her ass cheeks against it. Rhodar’s breath hissed in his throat.

  “Do you want it there?” he whispered.

  “I want it anywhere,” said Kara.

  The thought of his huge cock up her ass frightened her— it was far bigger than his tail— but it excited her, too.

  “Not now,” he said. “You are not prepared. It would hurt you. Now is the time for this.”

  As he spoke, his tail eased further into her cunt, sliding against her swollen pearl. It slipped back and forth, stimulating her until she moaned, then cried out. Her tight-closed thighs added to the friction. Kara rocked back and forth, grinding her cunt and pearl against the firm, hot flesh of Rhodar’s tail.

  Her cunt grew wet and her juices flowed down, creating a slippery area of friction between Rhodar’s iron-hard member and her ass. Realizing that, Kara rocked harder, rubbing her cheeks shamelessly against Rhodar’s hard cock.

  Rhodar let go of her shoulders and wrapped his strong arms tight around her, his fists clenched. She knew he was protecting her from his sharp dragon’s talons. She knew, too, that if he didn’t dare hold her shoulders, he was on the verge of losing control. She smiled to herself at the thought of the sexual power she held over this huge, strong, dragon-shifter, with his dragon’s store of knowledge and dragon’s magical gifts.

  “Shall we race to see who can make the other come first?” he suggested. His words were playful, but his tone was ragged. He was clearly close to the brink.

  “Ha!” gasped Kara. She too was near the edge. “A woman always wins this game.”

  She rocked faster against his cock. Bu
t Rhodar’s hot tail suddenly penetrated deep within her cunt, making her gasp with surprise and fulfillment. And then, unexpectedly, it rippled and undulated within her. The hot movement against her pearl, her slick folds, and the sensitive spots within her body overwhelmed her with pleasure.

  Kara’s orgasm seemed to explode through her entire being. She screamed, writhing uncontrollably, forgetting the game in her burst of ecstasy. Her cunt gripped Rhodar’s tail hard, clenching and releasing around his hot flesh.

  Rhodar thrust violently against her ass. She felt his cock spurt out his hot seed against her thighs. As he came, he threw back his head and shouted her name.

  Slowly, his tail slid out from her cunt, caressing her gently as it withdrew, and uncoiled from around her legs.

  Rhodar held her tightly in his strong arms.

  “My mother of dragons,” whispered Rhodar. “My leader of rebellions.”

  “My breaker of spells,” whispered Kara. “My fucker of women.”

  Rhodar laughed.

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  Meet Cherry Dare

  Cherry Dare is known for her sizzling sex scenes. She lives in Miami, Florida, where the blazing sun reminds her to keep her stories red-hot!

  By day, she is a physical therapist who specializes in helping people recover from sports injuries. By night, she explores the steamier side of the human body by writing erotica.

  She lives with her husband, a professional athlete who enjoys giving her tips on male sexuality, two cats, and a hamster.

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