King of the Mountain - Encounter at the borders

The next month Niar got more and more nervous and feared for the safety of his wives. They grew together very deeply. All of his wives formed a strong bond with him and Niar explained the situation to Inizza and Bizza, who did not hold it against him that he complied with the plot of his mother and made them pregnant.

The influence of his mother grew with every day, but so did his own. He was not sure if his mother suspected anything, but Khorta and Fathii had been very careful to select loyal dragons to join the close circle around Niar. A lot of them were young and strong soldiers. Only a few were older, because the older dragons were so used to the queen, that they were blind to her plots or even supported them.

Luckily his mother lost the interest on stalling the maids of Inizza and Bizza and they returned as servants to the queens' quarter. Niar assigned a wing directly between his quarters and the queens quarter for all direct servants, including the maids of Peach, Amma and Sathir, Bani, Fathii and the two blue dragonesses. Niar now also learned the names of the blue dragon maids.

Zariza was a 25 years old blue dragoness with very dark blue scales and the line at her spine being nearly black. Niar learned, that the darker line along the spine was a typical treat of blue dragons. Her eyes were of a very light blue, nearly crystal white, and she had a small patch of white scales around the left corner of her muzzle. Zariza explained, that they were from a wound she got as a whelp.

Laira was just 22 years old and her scales were in a powerful marine blue color. The line over her spine was just a bit darker and the strong color of her scales required the need of any observer to look very hard to see the difference of the scale color. She had no marks and her eyes were the opposite of Zariza. They were of a very dark blue color, nearly black. Laira told Niar, that the eyes of most blue dragons were in shades of blue. Only a very few leaned towards a greener tone.

The maids of his wives also grew closer to Niar and he soon felt like he knew them just as good as Bani or Fathii. He noticed, that all maids that had been sent with the princesses, may they be dragons or leo-gryphons, were very young of age. For peach that was most likely because of the war and because they needed the experienced fighters to be at the front. For the blue dragonesses he suspected, that his mother pulled some strings to get inexperienced guards to better trick them.

Now that all of them knew about the intrigues and danger in the palace, they acted more careful around his mother. Niar managed to place a few spies around his mother, or better it was Khorta who did this for him, to know about every step she did. It was hard work and sometimes they could not follow her, but he got note of the rapid changes in her power and influence. Both sides had about the same number of dragons, but Niar was in luck, that he managed to get most of the generals and important ministers or guards loyal to him.

Two more weeks went by until Mii finally lay her egg, which distracted Niar. He was present, but like with Soo, he was only allowed to look from afar while the maids helped the small dragoness. Mii still looked like a big whelp, not losing her cubby look. Niar thought the last days that she looked a bit weird with the big belly.

The laying of the egg was very painful and exhausting for the girl. It had been hard for Soo already, not being fully grown yet herself, but for Mii it was even harder. Fathii and Bani had to calm down Niar multiple times that there was no danger for Mii. She just had it a bit harder to lay the big egg, but her health was good and she endured it very good.

After two hours where Niar walked back and forth and the maids finally sent him out to not make the girl nervous, the egg was out and Niar was allowed to visit his sister. He nuzzled the exhausted girl and licked away the traces of tears in her face. "I am very proud of you Mii." He whispered and then he nuzzled their egg.

In the next days, Mii developed the same protective character like Soo. Her egg was a bit smaller, luckily, because else the laying of the egg would have been much more painful, but else it looked the same as the egg of Soo. It was pitch black and the surface was flat and even reflected like a mirror. It looked like it was made of one dragon scale that was polished to perfection. These days, Niar walked around the castle with his chest pushed out proudly and everyone congratulated him, even though he knew that some still whispered behind his back about him impregnating his sister.

One week after Mii laid her egg, their mother approached Niar with a new plan. "I will leave again." She announced to him, after they ran down the usual formalities for their official greeting in the throne room. "Where are you going?" Niar was not really interested, but he was surprised that his mother wanted to leave. He sensed some plot behind this. "To the green dragons' territory. They have always been our allies and I think it is time that they contribute to this alliance with giving you one of their princesses as a wife."

The words echoed in the throne room and Niar twitched with his ears nervous. "Another wife?" he asked. "Didn't you say that I should have three? I already have 5." His mother smirked. "The more, the better. If we want to rule over all neighborhood dragon tribes, we will need to produce an heir under our control, that is also from their blood."

Niar had not anticipated that his mother was spill out her plans this bluntly. She never had talked about her intrigues. Sure, there were not many other dragons in the throne room right now, but still it surprised him that she was so open about it. She seemed to feel much more powerful than he thought she was.

"I will not fight with you over this. You may fly to them. I will wait for your return." Niar had to force himself to say these words. He would not wait for her. In reality she could stay away forever if it was for him.

The next day, Niar had the full day free. It was a rare occasion and original he had wanted to spend this day with his wives, but his head was brimming with thoughts, so that he decided to take a flight to get the head free. It had been a while since he had taken a flight but he enjoyed it so much, that in the evening he decided to fly again, but alone. He always had loved to fly in the dark.

Carefully Niar sneaked out of the castle. It was easier than he thought. He went to the balcony of the queens' wing, after he bid them good night, and jumped up to fly towards the sky, when the clouds hid the moon and made the night very dark. The wind picked up and became a strong storm, but Niar always loved to fly in stormy weather.

It was wonderful to fly free. His mother always tried to prevent him taking daily flights and hogged him with work, but now he was free. He glided over the land, watching the villages of dragons pass under him. He began to understand, why his mother did not want him to leave the palace. Even though most dragons slept, he saw signs of a hard reign and merciless torture in the land. He suspected his mothers' handwriting in this. It made him feel angry but he continued to fly and watch at the ground beneath him, not noticing that he flew further away from the palace. After a flight of two hours, he finally stopped and when the moon started to crawl out of the hiding, he saw a big field with rotten corpses and skeletons of dragons all over. It took a while until he understood, that this was the battle field, where his father died.

Niar landed on top of a big rock and watched over the plains. His heart began to sadden from the look and the memory of what happened here. At this battlefield, his father and his brother died. So many other dragons, red and black, died here.

After a long time, Niar looked up and at the other side of the plain he spotted a small figure walking towards one of the bigger rocks. The moon light was clearly reflecting from scales and glimmered red. Niar was hit like a lightning. A red dragon had sneaked into their territory. Silently he spread his wings. He knew that there were guards patrolling the borders and the land. He had evaded a few of them on his way here. He would check out, who it was and then call the guards.

When he silently glided through the air over the intruder, he noticed that it was a very young dragon. From the size, ususally red dragons were the same size than black ones, this dragon was just a bit older than his sister Mii. He closed in and saw that the young dragon was limping and one wing hung down on the side. This red dragon seemed to be no threat.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" he asked, after he landed hard next to the dragon. The red dragon jumped and snarled and bared her teeth. Now that Niar was close and saw the deep but beautiful yellow eyes glimmer in the darkness and the slender red body, he noticed that this was a dragoness. From the way she winced when she stepped on one of her hind legs and how she held her wing, he was sure that she was insured. After she noticed that he was not a grown dragon but a young one as well, even if he was a bit bigger than her, she stopped baring her fangs, but still looked at him with a frightened look.

"Don't worry, I will not hurt you. Are you injured?" he asked with a caring voice. The dragoness before him observed him for a full minute before she answered. "I need to hide. The guards will find me." She seemed frightened by the thought of being detected by the guards who were patrolling.

Niar extended his wing and went next to the dragoness, holding the wing over her which hid half of her body. "You do not need to be afraid. I am sure there is a cave in that mountain. I will help you to get there." It felt unreal to help a red dragoness to hide herself from his own border guards. Niar did not know what it was, but when he looked into her eyes, he felt some weird feeling in his stomach and the strong need to help her. She did not complain. She was clearly at the end of her energy and with his help, parts of the way he had to support her with his flank, she finally lay down in a big cave with a hidden entrance under the mountain.

While the girl, groaning from the pain of her injuries, tried to catch her breath, Niar took a closer look at her. From the looks she was about one year older than his sister but other than Mii, she was past the stage of whelp proportions. She already looked like a small, slender and cute version of an adult red dragoness. Her scales were fire red and her eyes gleamed in a yellow light like sparks of a fire. On her forehead she had a patch of darker scales in the form of a diamond. The heart of Niar was touched. Even though he did not know her and she was of a tribe he was in war with, he wanted to protect her, just like he always felt for his sister.

The eyes of the girl looked up, still with fear in them. Niar took a step forward, which made her wince and when he bent down she closed her eyes shut, but he only extended his tongue and started to lick over the forming tears of fear, her head and moving further over her body, wings and legs, cleaning her scales from dirt and dust. The whimpers and groans vanished and made place for a low comfortable purr. Niar investigated the wing and the leg, but nothing seemed to be broken and the girl most likely only had bruises and pulled some muscles under her scales.

After he was finished and stepped back to see the now sparkling scales of the girls, she opened her eyes again. The fear had vanished from her eyes and they looked up thankful and soft. Niar was sure that he gained the trust of the girl with his actions and that she would not be afraid of him anymore. She did not know who was standing in front of him after all.

"What is your name?" he whispered and the girl twitched with her ears. After trying to get up to stand, but breaking down with a painful yipp when she tried to put weight on her leg. "You should rest. I think nothing is broken, but you might not want to stand on this leg right now and I think the wing will take a few weeks to heal." The girl looked up to him and fear came back into her eyes, but Niar was sure it was more on the promise of having to wait it out here for weeks than from him.

"Don't worry. I will come here whenever I can, at night, and I will bring you food and water as long as you are injured." The girl looked deep into his eyes and a sparkle returned into her gaze. She did not say anything but Niar felt the thankfulness and relieve in the girl. She lay down again, but did not break the eye contact.

"I am Niar." The black king said, noticing, that he did not introduce himself yet. "What is your name?" he asked again and this time the girl opened the muzzle and answered. Before her voice had been a bit husky and deformed by her pain and haste, but now it was warm, soft and sweet. A bit of fear still made her voice shake, but it just sounded like a little girl, just like his sister, and was comfortable for Niar's ears.

"I am Trissa." It looked like she wanted to say something more, but then closed her muzzle. "Nice to meet you." He replied, still captured in her bright eyes. "What were you doing out there alone? This is not the red tribes land." His voice became a whisper as if he did not want to break the spell between their eye contact.

"my... My father died at this battle and I wanted to... see it with my own eyes..." Niar felt something crack in his hear. She also lost someone important in this battle, just like him. "me too..." he whispered and there was nothing more that needed to be said regarding this topic, so both went silent and just looked at each other.

Niar noticed that the girl shivered slightly from the cold wind that came in from the storm outside. Slowly he closed in again, laid next to the girl and put one of his wings over her body. Her right wing was folded over her back, while her injured left wing hung down on the ground, most likely because it was not hurting that much in this position.

Niar felt the heartbeat of the girl and she lay down her head between her front legs while he shielded her body from the wind, that invaded the cave, and warmed her with his body. He watched the girl, that slowly fell asleep now, that she seemed to felt safe and protected, for a while until he as well got a bit sleepy. He put his head over hers and fell asleep with her while the storm outside raged on until it finally piped down with dawn nearing.

Niar left her in the cave, after he took a few rocks and blocked the entrance to wall of the wind if the storm would pick up, and promised Trissa to return in the next night. There was not much the girl could do. Before he left, she explained him what happened. She wanted to see this battle field and slipped out of her home, just like Niar did, but the storm got too strong. She was not a stable flier yet and her wings had not been strong enough to fight against the storm. She was pushed against the side of the mountain, hurting her wing and then fell down from hundreds of meters. She did not know how she managed to slow down her fall with one wing and another strong hurting wing, but somehow, she managed to not get crushed by the impact. Her leg, which first touched the ground, was injured from her landing and shortly before Niar already found her.

Niar was sure, that the storm had also been the only reason, the guards did not see her, helpless in the plains. If the weather would have been better, he was sure he would not have been the only one to spot the helpless dragoness out there.

Over the day, Niar was a bit restless, because he thought a lot about Trissa. He was afraid that she would be very hungry and thirsty by now and at noon, he sneaked into the storage to get some meat. He had done this as a whelp a lot and still knew the best hiding spots, even though it was harder now, that he was much bigger. He could just have demanded for it, but he did not want to bring anyone's attention to Trissa. It was not that he did not trust his wives or close servants, but if he would tell about her, they would also know that he sneaked out of the palace and he was sure they would scold him. In addition, he was not sure what they would do with Trissa, even if he would speak for her. After all, his mothers spies and allies still were around the palace and if they got wind of this, it would surely be a welcomed reason for them to discredit him.

The water was a bit harder to get. There was nothing that he could use to carry the water of the fountains. He looked around for hours, until his eyes fell upon barrels in one room of his own sleeping wing. He remembered, that his mother had have them being placed there. He was sure it was not poison, because he saw what was in there. It was the blue water. His mother had urged her scientists to create a few barrels full of the blue water, something that showed Nair that she planned to not stop with the green dragoness maybe, and place them there. No one would know if he would take one of the barrels, because only a few dragons knew about them and very few would come to his quarters.

He took one and placed it in his sleeping chamber together with the meat. Then he rearranged the barrels in a way, that the missing barrel would not catch the eye in case one of those who were in the loop directly. The rest of the day he waited with growing impatience for dusk.

Niar brought the food and water to Trissa, who was hungrily and thirsty when he arrived and welcomed his gifts. He did not tell her the special qualities of the water. He had not planned originally to put her through this but just had wanted to help her heal up, but now that he had given her the blue water, he anticipated the effect with growing excitement. The nights he spent with Trissa were sweet and he grew more and more attached to the girl.

At the nights they often lay side by side, and when the weather was nice they lay together at the entrance, gazing upon the stars and enjoying the warmth of each other's body. The pain in her leg and wing faded slowly, but only if she rested them. She still could not walk more than a few steps before the pain started and her wing was far from being ready to fly again.

A week passed and Niar got more excited the last nights, waiting for the time the heat of Trissa would start. He still did not tell her and sure enough, when he entered the cave this evening, he picked up the sweet and spicy scent of a fresh heat and he heard her growl. She looked at him with teary eyes.

"I think I got ill." She complaint with a bit of fear in her voice. "I feel hot and everything tingles." Niar knew the confusion of the first heat from his other wives well, at least how it looked like as an observer, and he started with calming her down and ensuring her that everything was alright. He offered her to take a closer look and had her stand on all fours. Little did she know, that he placed her in the perfect mating stance.

Niar started by comforting her with licks over her scales and slowly closed in to her nether region. When he started to lick over her snatch, she yipped first, but the pleasure caused her to moan and raise her tail for him. The confusion started to add to her mind and the pleasure pushed away her nagging uncomfortable feeling of the heat and therefore she trusted him to do the right thing.

Niar took his time to make her relax and licked her to her maybe first ever climax. She relaxed and her wings both splayed out to the sides in a comfortable position, while her tail was curled up and her snatch was dripping.

The black boy took the opportunity, not being able to resist the heat of Trissa anymore. He jumped on top of her back and before she could do more than groan because the weight did make her leg feel uncomfortable, but it held the additional weight without giving in, and yipp in surprise before his yaw closed around her neck and his claws softly held her wings down and pinning her in the position.

His member was already rock hard and his knot fully formed from her smell and taste in the last minutes. There was no hesitation or thought in Niar anymore. He became a horny beast at the moment and without noticing it, the heat did not only start to confuse the mind of the girl, but his as well. His body and mind had been trained to react to heat in a certain way and his body just moved on his own. Not that Niar would have wanted anything else, as his penis parted her slick and soft scaled folds and broke her hymen, which caused a screech of the girl that echoed a few times in the cave but was not heard by anyone but Niar.

His thrusts became faster and harder and the groans of the girl under him mixed with moans from her heat. It did not take Niar long until his knot crashed with her tight lips and his tip peaked through her cervix and into her womb. She was even tighter than his sister Mii had been, even though she was older and a bit bigger, but her lubrication helped him to push forward and after minutes of groaning from the girl, his knot finally slipped past her tight lips and with his knot sealed inside her hot spade and his tip nestling inside her fertile womb, he let go of a pent-up gush of semen, which filled her small cavern in no time and started to stretch it when he was not even half finished.

The tunnel and pussy of the girl started to contract in her second climax and she milked him off his load, which increased his spurts for a few seconds. When he was done and only a few weak spurts entered her, he heard her groan from the stretching and while he went over the edge of her belly with his hind leg, he felt that it bulged out strongly. His mind slowly gained back control and he released her neck and started to lick over her head and face. The girl under him had her eyes shut and now and then a drop of a tear exited the edge of her eye.

"We are one now." He whispered, after the sobbing of the girl piped down together with her groans and she seemed to have adjusted to the heavy stretching of his knot and spunk. "You are now my wife." And he licked over her head in affection, earning a few moans of the girl. She did not respond to his words but seemed to except them.

Niar stayed like that on top of her, licking her and earning a low purr of the girl, while his knot slowly shrank drown. He felt her filling spilling over his shrinking knot and base, accompanied with a sigh of the girl. Niar did not step down from her but just started to pull back and push in, when his knot was deflated and his member started to slip out half limb. This revived the hardness of his rod and he took the girl a second time, a bit slower than at the first time, making her moan stronger with each push.

When he came a second time, he noticed, that Trissa's legs started to give in. Her injured leg could not uphold the heavy weight and pressure and it gave in. Niar assisted her in laying down on her belly and chest, still knotted deep inside her and he laid down on top of the red dragoness, putting his yaw on her head and concentrating on the nice feeling of her heartbeat that slowly calmed down from a racing speed, her breath that still went fast and her moans. Her noises faded from the sleep that grasp her and soon after her, Niar also fell asleep on top of her, with his knot still deep inside the dragoness.

After the surprise and the shock of her first time faded, Trissa became more and more affectionate with Niar and in the next nights she already presented for him the moment he entered the cave. He was not sure if she understood that she would be pregnant after that but he also did not care. He came to love the red dragoness just as much as his other wives and even if he could never bring her to his palace, he was happy that he claimed her and that they would have whelps. He was not sure if he would ever see them and he did not think about what would happen if a red dragoness of her age, in a tribe that did know nothing about the blue water, would lay an egg and if the whelps would then show clear signs of the black dragon tribe. Niar just mated his hot and cute red wife with all the love and affection he could muster and she returned the same feelings to him.

For two weeks the dragons bonded and her stamina increased each night, until they mated most of the night without sleep up to the time he had to fly back and in the small breaks just lay together, watched the stars or listened to each other breaths. They did not talk much during this time, because their head was filled with lust and horniness.

Niar had managed to get a barrel of normal water and brought it to Trissa, because he was not sure if the blue water would have any negative effect if taken during the heat. He cared well for the health of his wife and when her heat piped down, her leg and wing were healed completely and did not hurt anymore.

With Trissa being able to fly, it was an easy task to bring her over the borders. In a cloudy night, they flew together through the canyons until they were at the border. Niar did not dare to cross them, because he was sure there were guards at the red dragon tribes borders as well.

In a small cave at the borders, he climbed on top of his secret red dragon wife again and took her one last time, which was not as pleasurable for the girl, now that she was not in heat anymore. The bid farewell with licks and head rubs and sweet words that they would never forget each other and the hope, that one day their tribes would form peace and they could be together. Niar finally told her everything about the heat and what had caused it and that she would lay an egg. Her yellow eyes sparkled when he talked about this small little gift he left inside her and she promised him that she would take good care of their whelps. Niar was sure, that his love to her and his affection was returned just as strong and that she was genuinely happy about the whelps to come just as much as he was.