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When next I woke, I felt even better. My wounds were not aching nearly so badly, and I felt like I might even be able to stand. Slowly I eased up into a kneeling position where I waited for some minutes, panting with the shallow ache of pain that surrounded me and pulled at every muscle within me. Eventually, I was able to stand, and though I swayed on my feet, I felt relief swell through me...I could stand...I was not so crippled that I would not heal.

Next to me, I spotted the recently killed carcass of a deer. My stomach rumbled and I knew...the kind blue dragon had left this here for me. I looked around, and didn't see him, so I settled down to eat his offering. As I cracked the bones in my teeth, I heard the flapping of massive wings and instinctively, I cringed back against the boulders that were scattered around the area, trying to make myself small and seemingly defenseless. I didn't know yet what he would do, and I did not wish to become his meal.

He landed with a thud and a rumble a short ways from me, a torn carcass of some sort of cow falling from his claws between he and I. He looked at me, his head lowered, his eyes soft and gentle, then he spoke, again using that soft and quiet tone he had used before.

"I pledge thee, lady, I will not harm or harass you. I seek only to help you lass, you needn't cower so from my presense. If it disturbs you so, I will try to remain out of your sight until you are healed of your wounds and can take care of yourself. A beautiful female should not be without a protector though, and you, dear little hart, seem very much in need of one."

I looked up at him, still cowering back against the sheltering stone of the boulder, blinking at his words, wanting to hiss and growl until he left, while yet another part of me wanted to welcome his attention and purr like a cat. I chose a halfway mark. I moved slowly away from my boulder and laid down a short distance from him. I looked up into his huge face.

"I thank you...gentle sir...and would not want you to leave your den because of my fears. You've been so kind to me already...and as much as it distresses me...I have to ask...how would you like me to pay you?"

I blinked at him, deliberately letting a seductive little lilt enter my voice as I twitched my tail.

He looked at me for a long moment, shock and distress clear on his face.

"I would never ask a lady to repay me for kindness, particularly not if that payment is what I think you think I want. You are not some little whore-dragon...to be bought with a favor. I would accept no payment. Just rest and get well, little one. Come and lie next to me...I pledge I will not touch you in any manner you are uncomfortable with."

I stood and slowly walked over to him, then laid down next to his belly, his massive size nearly 4 times my own size. He gently stroked my scales, grooming me once more, his gentle healing magick warming the sore places, healing me further. I looked up at him and saw the effort this was taking out of him, how he panted with the energy he was expending on me, how his vivid blue scales dulled as his warm magick washed through me.

I nipped his hand then, and growled softly.

"Do not kill yourself for my sake..."

He smiled down at me, his massive face so close to my own that his warm breath seemed to wrap completely around me.

"Do not fear for me, lass...I am not so old that I cannot afford what I give to you."

Still, he moved his hand and simply stroked me, from neck to tail, gently petting me. I simply laid there, purring softly, until I drifted back to sleep, feeling warm and cozy, painfree for the most part.

When I woke up, I found that I was still laying next to him. He was relaxed...his head down in slumber, his body rumbling softly with the snores coming from his chest. I laid there for a few moments, staring at his bulk...feeling like I was a hatchling next to this dragon. Then an idea came into my head.

This old gentleman had healed me...saved me from death and from being eaten...had used so much of his magick to restore me...and yet he wanted nothing. I knew then...regardless of his supposed desires...he would still get me. I would still pleasure him...even if I had to do it while he slept. I slowly moved backward, wiggling back until I reached his hips. He was laying on his side, so I could clearly see his sheath and the soft outlines of his balls, each one the size of my head. The opening of his sheath was so large...I knew right then...sex with this dragon would be very very difficult, perhaps impossible.

I stood there for a moment...uncertain...knowing what I wanted to do...knowing that I wanted to please and pleasure him. Ever so slowly...I moved closer to his sheath...staring at the moist looking flesh..at the tiny scales across his balls...staring at the opening...where I knew a dragon's cock resided. Tentatively I stuck my tongue out, probing the slit, stroking the soft skin of his groin as I rubbed my head against his soft balls, rubbing my soft mane across his seemingly sensitive body.

He groaned in his sleep as I flicked my tongue across his flesh, and I jumped back, startled and alarmed, praying he was not going to wake. He didn't, he simply stretched and rolled over a little, which granted me further access to his body. I walked back over to him and sat beside his leg...staring down at the slightly protruding flesh. His cock, a wet looking black thing with a slightly spade-shaped tip, was just peeking out. I stared at it for some moments...curious and strangely a little aroused by this big dragon's beginnings of an erection.

I shivered, mentally preparing myself. This would be a thank-you for this massive dragon...I would give him such pleasure he would remember this dream for years to come..Slowly, with much hesitation, I lowered my muzzle to his groin and started to lick his cock, coaxing it out of its sheath, bringing it to a full erection with slow delicate flicks of my tongue. He continued to groan sporadically, his body twitching even as he snored, a grin blooming across his face as I continued my actions.

I made certain to be very gentle and go very slowly, I didn't want him to think this anything more than a dream. I caressed his cock, worshipping it, my tongue stroking up and down the solid length. At its fullest point, his cock was as wide around as one of my limbs, the entire length of it as long as a limb. I was stunned at the massive size of it, even as I was awed and wonderstruck that any male should be this large. This was by far the largest I had ever seen on any male, even the rapist that was now dead.

I shivered as thought of that dragon crossed my mind. I gripped the dragon's cock fiercely, nipping at the tough flesh of it as a fierce rage filled me. I was glad that the dragon was dead, but my heart wanted to see him killed again, wanted to spill his blood. Beneath my teeth, the dragon quaked, a massive shudder wracking his huge frame as he growled in his sleep, his cock spasming beneath me, a thick viscous substance spewed from the tip of it, coating my muzzle. Some of it got in my mouth, and I was pleasantly stunned to find that this stuff didn't taste half bad. I licked it with some relish, enjoying the texture and the flavor of it, a bold masculine spicy taste.

At this point, I had started to purr, pleasure rippling in my own body. At the time, I didn't realize that it was his pheromones that were arousing me, all I thought was that there must be something sick in me...something wrong, that I seemed to enjoy doing degredating things. The big male beneath me was breathing hard at this point, his cock hard and rigid, veins standing out, and I knew...he was getting close. I straddled him then, my paws gripping him even as my back legs and tail laid across his swollen balls. I grinned to myself as I realized what else I could do. I started to stroke his balls with my tail, a featherlight touch across and around them, curling around them, squeezeing gently through his scaly sack.

I was panting by that time, his cock was leaking such vast amounts of that fluid I could scarcely lick it fast enough. Finally, I just went for it and opening my mouth to the point of pain, I took his cockhead fully into my mouth. It filled me so completely I thought I was going to puke as it pressed against all the muscles of my jaw, my teeth pressed against the soft skin so much that I thought I might do him damage if I even tried to move. As he writhed in his sleep, he seemed to aid me, his cock thrusting hard as his hips slid under mine, his balls jumping beneath his skin as his cock moved within my mouth. I struggled to relax my gag reflex as his cock slid in further, each motion making me want to expell him even as it aroused me. That thick slime flowing from his cock flowed down my throat, a warm viscous goo that made me want to hum, it felt so good as it flowed into my belly. I began to suck then, purring against his cock as I grew more comfortable with this sleeping behemoth's member.

I could feel his body tensing beneath me, his breath quickening as his cock began to swell, both of us gasping for air as pleasure rippled through me. I continued to swallow, forcing his cock down my throat more and more until I felt his ballsack against my lips. Then I started to hum, breathing out of my nostrils, the hot masculinity of him making me more aroused than I had ever been before. With a contented mumble coming from his sleeping body, his cock started to jerk, his seed spilling down my throat, a hot flood of spicy hot fluids that I took into myself with pleasure. To my surprise, I felt my own body orgasm, fluids flowing from my sex with a spasm of pleasure and delight running through my body.

As he came down from his orgasm, his cock jerked a few times and I started to clean it, stroking it slowly, taking it out of my mouth in gentle little motions until his cock was fully out, laying wet and spent across his belly. A contented snore rippled through his body as I sat there staring down at him, watching his cock receded back into his sheath. I licked the last of his seed from my lips, then ever so gently groomed myself to remove all traces of my own pleasure from myself. Then I stood up and laid down closer to his chest, away from his still-damp sheath, and I let my mind wander as I contemplated this sated and happy state I now found myself in.

My body was still sore...the echoes and pangs of pain still very prominent, but a soft glow was within me, a feeling of well-being and a sort of delight that I was whole enough to feel pleasure. Even if I was warped so that pain and humiliation was pleasure, I was still glad that I could feel pleasure. In my mind, I wondered if I COULD take his cock, if the pain would be worth it to feel a male take me without wanting to rape me. This gentle giant certainly seemed the best of ideas in that category. I knew that even though I had been through so much...I was still a dragon, and that meant that I was still fundamentally a randy beast. All dragons are known for that.

Eventually, I slept, my head on my paws, my body relaxed. When I woke again, it was to the raspy sensation of his tongue grooming me, moving down my scales, from head to tail, up and down in slow deliberate strokes. His tongue flicked across my head, stroking my closed eyes, licking the edge of my muzzle before retreating back to my shoulders and the rest of my body. I murred softly and stretched, opening my eyes to look up at him.

He stared down at me with a soft look in his eyes and a gentle smile on his face.

"Awake, little one? Did you sleep well? How do you feel today?"

I yawned and sat up, curling my tail around my haunches as I blinked sleepily.

"I slept decently, I think. I'm feeling much better...barely sore at all."

He lowered his head down to be eye-to-eye with me, his huge face tinged with an emotion I had no word for.

"Do you believe you are fully healed then? Do you wish to leave my company, fair lass?"

I heard a hint of agitation on his voice, and saw his tailtip twitching restlessly, which in a dragon is always a sign of agitation. I quirked my head at him, not quite certain what to make of his strange behavior.

"Do you want me to leave?" I asked him with a little bit of teasing in my tone.

He shook his head.

"Nay...I have grown fond of you and your fighting spirit...I do not want you to leave me just yet, littling."

I grinned and fluttered my wings.

"Then I will stay. For now."

I stood then and rubbed my head against his jaw. I knew...something had changed in our relationship. We were...something more, now. I nuzzled against him, rubbing my body against his like I was a cat, and he the master. He looked down at me then, shock...and a little bit of pleasure...in his eyes.

"Lady, if you continue to rub my scales in so pleasurable a manner, I fear I will overstep my gentlemanly duty and give in to carnal desires."

I laughed, my residual soreness forgotten, the old spark of the horny dragoness who used to pleasure herself with her tail fully aroused and awakened within me. I twitched my tail, continuing to rub against his body, stroking myself across his soft bellyscales.

"I wouldn't mind if you felt like expressing your...carnal desires...as I offered yesturday."

The big blue dragon looked down at me, shame and lust warring in his eyes. A sigh rumbled through him.

"I have not been...intimate...with a female dragon for a great many years. I could not allow myself to give in to my own desires...particularly since you are so small...and so newly healed."

I licked his neck, running my tongue against his scales until I heard a purr building in his chest. I knelt close to him, against his chest, my clawed fingers reaching out to stroke his face.

"You cannot hurt me any more than I have already been hurt..."

His chest rumbled softly as he bent his head and licked my cheeks where silent tears were flowing.

"Nay, beautiful lass...I will not do this...as much as I desire you, I will not harm you. You are far too small for us to safely do anything amorous. As much as I regret that..."

I looked up at him, regret in both of our faces, both of us aware of how tenuous this bond...how it had only been a few days before that I had nearly died, how I owed him my life...and how there seemed to be this fragile sort of love between us, a fledgling thing that could not fly or mate or live...but still existed. I snuggled against him, then licked the corner of his mouth, tasting the tears of sorrow that fell from his eyes.

I didn't know what to do...it seemed so sad that here I had found the perfect gentleman, a male who could love me, and we were so incompatible. I vowed then and there, in my mind, that I would mate with this dragon, and no matter how much it hurt, no matter how much it tore my flesh...I would take his girth into me. Even if I died...I didn't care. As long as I died with him inside me, knowing he had grown to love me, I would be happy.

With this new resolve hardening within me, I slid my body down his, settling my small body between his hips. I slid my paws down his sheath and stared him right in the eyes.

"I want you to fuck me. To the death, if that's what it means. Just once, I want to feel a male inside me that I love, a male who is a true mate, protecting and cherishing me. I don't care anymore. My life isn't worth so much that I wouldn't give it up for one good fucking. We'll go slowly and carefully, but I am going to get your cock in my cunt, and that's the end of that."

He sighed, a flicker of life already beginning to show as his cock peeked from his sheath under my gentle strokes.

"As you wish...lady love. We will do this, and if you die because of this...just know...I'll follow you into that death. You're the only dragoness to ever capture my heart so completely, and if I lose you...I will have no more reason to live. I'm thankful to the gods for every second I am with you."

I purred softly, then whispered softly against his bellyscales.

"Roll over...lay on your back, and let me do this. Let me control the pace."

He complied, rolling over so that I straddled his huge hips, my entire body perched on his thighs. I began to tease him, ever so slowly stroking the emerging cock, my paws tickling and caressing, up and down, up and down, until his cock was fully erect, as full and hard as I remembered it. I continued to stroke it, until a little precum started dribbling down, then I straddled him, my legs held wide trying to straddle the width of his hips. I lined my hips up with his, until I could feel the wet heat of his cock just touching the outer lips of my sex. I rubbed myself against him, spreading that lubrication across my folds, wanting to take this slow and easy.

I glanced down at him, seeing his huge erection between my thighs made me shiver, but it was the look on his eyes that made me absolutely certain that we would continue. He was watching me with such a look of tender love, soft tears glimmering in his eyes, his body still except for his quivering hips, all of him concentrated on allowing me the control, allowing me to set the pace. I smiled down at him, then leaned over to lick his chest in a slow sinuous circle before once more turning my mind to the matter at hand.

His cock was undoubtably huge, but I knew...if we did this slow and gentle...my body could take him. I knew this...but I wasn't certain that we could endure the time it would take for me to stretch to encompass his swollen hot length. I once again slid my hips against him, coating my body with that thick slimy fluid, lubricating the contact as much as I could. I hesitated for a moment, then firmly lined myself up with his cock, and started to press my body downward, letting myself begin to impale my body on that huge shaft.

I felt the heat of the head of his cock pressing firmly against me, and I groaned softly as I felt the delicate tissue of my sex start to tear a little as my desire overcame my patience. I felt blood trickle down in a tiny flow, but not enough to concern me. I continued to push against him, the giant head stretching me tender flesh, the pain building slowly within me until with a loud pop and a flash of pain that made me bite my tongue, the head entered me and there it remained as I stood, trying to lessen the pressure and the pain.

Big Blue looked at me with concern, and I quickly smiled at him and "shhhhed" at him, then stroked my paws down his chest again.

"Don't worry about me, lovey, I'm in no danger. Just let me continue. I'm okay, really."

He nodded and once more laid quiescent even as his cock continued to jump with eager little pulses as slowly but surely my sex swallowed him. Centimeter by centimeter I slid down his member, the going much faster now that the large head was inside. The actual size of his cock was actually easy to slide into me, given how stretched the head was making me. Each little motion filled my entire body with jagged pulses of pain, but I was insistant on continuing, and I refused to show how much pain I truly was in.

After what seemed like hours, I opened my eyes to see that his cock was inside me, the entire length of it, all the way to his huge balls. Somehow, I had gotten it all inside me. I felt like everything was pushed out of the way inside me for that cock to enter me, the pain was intense, but somehow, some way, his entire cock was inside of me. I looked down at him and grinned.

"See? Told you I could make it fit. And I'm not dead, as you can see."

I stuck my tongue out at him, even though I wanted to whimper and scream from the pain, but again, I was just so determined. He grinned at me, panting hard, sweat beading his brow as I felt him trying to contain his cock, trying to keep from taking control. I laid down on top of him, letting my tense body fall into a more comfortable position, then started moving my hips against him. Each motion stabbed horrible pain through my body, and I could feel blood running from the internal damage, but I knew...none of the hurts would be fatal. Uncomfortable to say the least, but he was inside me, and it would not kill me.

I kissed his belly, then bent and licked his swollen balls.

"You can thrust now, love. I'm not going to die, and I can see how strained you are."

He grunted, his teeth clenched with his willpower as he started to thrust against me, tiny motions at first that grew steadily stronger and faster as I rode his thrusting hips. Eventually, the pleasure I began feeling sparked into a bonfire within me, and I lost myself to the grunting and growling speed of his thrusts and my thrusts as our bodies squished and ground together, his hands reaching down to hold me tight against him as his powerful member claimed me in every way possible.

When I felt his member harden still further, I knew that he was getting close to an orgasm, and I knew that mine was not far off. I growled then, and bit down on the soft skin of his belly, which made him jump, his hips slapping against mine as his cock stiffened so hard I could feel every vein on that shaft. With a roar, his seed shot into my body, filling me with liquid lava that seemed to jet into every corner of my being. As that hot flood filled me, I felt my pulse quicken so fast I thought I was going to die, the pleasure so exquisite, mixed with the intense pain, everything coming to a head and coming out of me with a scream and a groan as my entire body seized up in one mind-numbing orgasm. Blood splattered from my sex as he continued to wildly thrust, his body not even slowing down as wave after wave filled my body, and my orgasm climbed yet higher until once again, the pleasure crashed over me and I screamed so loud I thought my eardrums would break.

After that, we slowly cruised down, both of our bodies slowly untensing as his seed slowed down pulsing into me and he slowly unwrapped his hands from my body where they had held me with such bruising force. I collapsed against him, his cock still inside me as I panted with the relief that had been granted to my body. We laid like that for some time, neither of us saying a word as his cock slowly shrunk, flowing out of me and back into his sheath with a slow gentle force. When the head popped from inside me, a flood of blood-flecked seed flowed from my body, and I groaned with the relief of being full and yet empty. I sighed then, and crawled up his sweaty body to curl against his chest, my head next to his.

I licked his cheek, and to my surprise, tasted tears on his face.

"Why are you crying, dearling?"

He looked down at me, his soft soulful eyes full of tears.

"I hurt you...I hurt you bad, and I just feel so horrible for letting myself run away with the moment. Look at you...you're bleeding, and it's my fault."

I reached up and held his face for a moment, looking right into his eyes.

"You didn't hurt me that badly at all, and had it not been for my ill-treatment, you wouldn't have hurt me at all, so stop crying. I love you, and a little pain is nothing compared to knowing that we CAN mate, and that I have found the one true dragon I love over any other. Don't cry, love...just love me."

I curled up against him then, throbbing body and all, and he held me close, licking my face and purring softly as we slowly fell asleep, peaceful and sated.

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