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Legend of Spyro: Gifted Curse

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CHAPTER 8

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Giving Flame and Ember a day or two to rest was rather fortuitous for the hero couple. A message came for them by crystal at the Temple, though the Guardians were hesitant to go summon them. Volteer finally struck out, ambling down the stone path to their house and pausing to listen at the door. A loud, lewd moan confirmed his suspicion, Cynder in the throes of orgasm. Not bothering to peek in this time, the electric elder sighed to himself and waited outside, getting quite hard from the noises inside. It was easy to excite him, but he found it terribly difficult to stay aroused anymore after Ignitus's sacrifice. The depression of loss still clung to him. His research was the only way to distract himself, but until Cyril returned with information on the golems, he was at a dead end.

Terrador too had taken the loss quite hard. It had been quite a while since any of the three remaining Guardians had indulged in anything sexual, especially with the partial annoyance of Spyro and Cynder's very active relationship. Volteer pawed at his shaft, imagining a pretty 'ness under him, but the lack of motivation soon saw his hard-on waning and retreating into his sheath again. Four years and he still missed his friend terribly. Maybe it was time to get out more and do something other than mill around the Temple waiting for drama to happen.

After what felt like hours, the door opened and Spyro peered out. "Oh, Volteer, hi...something up again?"

"Communications requiring your attendance concerning Cynder's reproductive health, via crystal."

"Oh...thought they'd send a messenger. Alright, I'll get her ready."

Cynder overheard it but didn't pay it much mind for now, purring as she ducked under her mate's tail and started making out with his testicles again. Closing the door, Spyro gave a low moan of pleasure and lifted his tail for her, his retreating member reversing its course to throb against his belly and chest. "Mmmmmm...." she churred, eyes closed, relishing the intimacy. Her tailhole dripped with his fresh seed, an earlier load resting in her stomach. Licking along his sheath while she nosed at his heavy jewels, she sighed against his scrotum. "Could spend the whole day like this..."

"We probably could after we hear that message. We should get going though, no need to keep them waiting."

She whined, but acquiesced, pulling back with one last slow, loving kiss to each of his hefty stones. Cupping him with her paw, she rubbed his nuts, each one too big to fit in her slender paws. "I'm still dripping though."

"We can clean up at the lake before we head in."

Gliding down to the lake of etheric power, Cynder splashed around in the stream leading from it while Spyro scrubbed at his bits, letting the chill dull his arousal for now. "Kinda want a water bed if we could get one," Cynder stated as she let herself float a bit. "Really helps take the weight off my back for a bit."

"I know a place you'd like, when you can fly again. The Warfang Dam reservoir. It's a really neat place, you'd enjoy it. Probably need it too after carrying so many."

"Maybe..." She blushed as she slipped out of the water and he breathed fire over her to dry her off. "I...kinda want you to knock me up again though. Being pregnant...has been absolutely wonderful and I...I kinda don't want it to end."

"Careful, we don't know how to raise kids, you really wanna just keep adding to the pile while we're still learning?"

She looked away and he felt a wave of hesitation from her. When he nosed her in question, she nuzzled back at him, clearly struggling with an idea. "Spyro...what if..." She trailed off, about to dismiss it, but then steeled herself. "Ember said no one's been pregnant for four years. What if...after these eggs...what if we gave them eggs to adopt?"

The question stunned the slightly larger purple male, staring at her in confusion. "Cynder...are you sure?"

"They want a family, we already have six kids on the way, and I love being pregnant...what's to say against it really? If she can't get pregnant...why not help them? Why not help others?"

"But...are you really okay with giving away our eggs?"

"....Are you?"

"Are you asking this because you want to keep indulging in pregnancy, or because you want to help them?"

Looking away again, she hugged herself with her wings. "I...don't know. Maybe a bit of both. Truthfully...I just want to have lots of kids, but you're right about the logistics of it...we might overburden ourselves and be unable to properly parent them. But...I mean, you know how active we are. Can we really just call cold turkey on the sex when the kids hatch, just to avoid having too many to handle? I don't think we can."

Not wrong, especially if we're really Patriarch and Matriarch... he thought to himself. At least she was somewhat open to the idea, though he could feel a great deal of hesitance from her about it. "I...don't know if I'd be okay with it or not. It's too new to say. I know Flame and Ember would be great foster parents...but if we help them, and if it's true that dragon pregnancies are scarce right now...you'd have to be ready to give up more eggs for adoption to others that...we wouldn't know. And would that be right by our kids? That's what scares me about it." And what scares me about having to possibly father them with so many random girls...

"I dunno. It's on the table for consideration at least. I just...something in my gut says it might be the right thing to do. If I'm gonna have large clutches after this...why not help out?"

"I suppose. But let's see what the Matron has to say first."

"Think it's about my evaluation?"

"Probably not yet. Most likely just prep stuff for your laying. Now let's get moving before Volteer comes looking again."

He had to help her get into the air again with a bit of Earth power manipulation of her gravity, but once she was up in the air she was fine to fly to the Temple. Volteer was waiting for them on the balcony, with a large cluster of sparkling crystal stalks, around which a magic image of the Matron herself was faintly crackling. "Ah, hello my dears. I am glad we finally have these crystal communications working again."

"Hello," Cynder replied, dipping her head. "What news am I to expect?"

"A question first, love. Volteer, if you do not wish to remain for the subject, I think the field is stable enough for now." With a dip of his head the electric Guardian went back inside. "Now then, young one, have you been feeling any urges lately? Other than for sexual pleasure."

Blushing at that, she giggled nervously. "Um...well...the sex urges have been growing, yeah..."

"Expected."

"But Spyro also told me I might be feeling urges to nest? I have been finding myself wanting soft things lately."

"It is almost time then."

"He's been thinking up a new egg chamber to add to our house."

"Excellent! A good track, but you might be wise to expedite this seeing as she already has the urges to find soft things. These will increase within the next week for sure, and it is best to placate these urges rather than fight them. A wanting mother-to-be can overstress her eggs." Spyro couldn't tell for sure but he thought he saw her eyes flicker over to him for a brief moment. "Do you have any questions about this so far?"

"Yeah, I mean, what soft things are best for the babies?"

"Standard blankets will do just fine, though they might also find comfort in some treated animal furs like plush rugs. There is a town southwest of you that specializes in these, especially for expecting dragon mothers."

Probably been hurting for business there these last few years... Spyro thought sadly to himself. Might mean some good discounts though...

"But anything to avoid?"

"Yes. Fiber blooms are good for the eggs, but can irritate hatchling scales. At least for the first few months after hatching."

"What can...what can I expect though? With hatchlings? Like, what do they eat? Can they see? When will they walk and such?"

"They mostly eat berries and soft raw meat. The more tender, the better. You may have to chew it for them if it's too tough. Mushrooms can be a good substitute but not for very long, their bodies will need protein, and lots of it. Prey protein, mind you, I know where your mind is straying."

Cynder blushed heavily at that, with a look like deer in headlights at the random mental stray idea of Spyro nursing them with his dick. "I u-um..."

"Trust me, young one, it's a strikingly common fantasy for some young girls, but is not practical. Moving on, they will also need a lot of water. Even if they want to be too active to drink, you will need to make sure they drink water before sleeping. Active hatchlings love to move and don't want to hold back for necessities, so you'll have to find your own way to get them to eat and drink as they need. As for their activity, they will be fairly helpless on their own for the first week while they stretch and grow. After all, they've been curled up in eggs for months at the least, or years if they're slow to hatch. It will take them time to adapt to not having an eggshell supporting them or constricting them. Keep them warm and well-fed, and they should recover swiftly and start crawling around."

"It's...a bit daunting to think of how unprepared we are..." she admitted, to which the Matron gave a warm grin.

"Think of it this way. Spyro's parents were dragonflies. If they can raise a hatchling without prior knowledge, you're well on your way already."

"That...yeah, I didn't think of that..."

"If they get sick on something seasonal, they'll need to be kept warm, so I suggest some extra blankets to be kept separate for sickness. Make sure they're comfortable fabric. Sometimes the 'special' quality of a blanket used for sickness can be very comforting for them. Toys and entertainment are easy enough, just get them some hardwood blocks they can chew on and stack and bat around, and when they're older, perhaps some figurines or dolls if they express interest. Do not let them chew on bones though, they might splinter them or hurt their teeth."

Cynder nodded, rubbing her belly. "When...will my exam results be in?"

"When I visit next, dear."

"Alright." Giving Spyro a kiss, she added "I'm gonna go see if I can find some soft stuff nearby, starting to feel that urge again."

"Alright."

"Yes dear, best to act on it as soon as possible. The more time you have to gather and arrange materials, the better off you'll be. I'll have Spyro pass on more information to you."

"Thanks so much for all the help!" With that she leapt into the air with a sweep of her wings and took off. Spyro gave a soft sigh and a shake of his head, the old dragoness on the other side of the mirage tilting her head at him.

"Is she well?"

"It's her way of saying she needs some time to process what she's heard. It's hard to give her information all at once."

"I see. She did seem to be struggling during my visit." Readjusting the glasses perched on her muzzle, she fixed him with a more stern gaze. "I do have some results to tell you personally, though, so her departure was actually quite well timed. I did not wish to have to ask her to leave."

"She's getting suspicious though. Especially with Ember, Flame's mate, accidentally telling her that no one's gotten pregnant in four years."

"That is unfortunate. And I assume she's already linked it to your trip and separate testing."

"Yeah...I did manage to talk her down and distract her with planning the nesting room, but I don't know how much longer I can sate her suspicion."

"Well, you do have some good news at least. We have not detected any malicious forms of magic in any capacity in your semen, so with that ruled out, it should be safe for you to have some experimental fun with others if you so wish. I would advise against getting anyone else pregnant for now though until we have run the gamut fully on Flame's contribution. Unfortunately, he shows the same pattern as all others - impotent sperm."

Spyro was all blushes, but did clear his throat. "Actually, that brings up last night with him and Ember. Ember stayed at our place with Cynder while she was out here having her jewelry work appraised by Terrador. Unfortunately, her reason for staying with Cynder rather than in the Temple was that she was having a much stronger heat cycle than usual, and...there were other visitors apparently, being bugged by it, so she spent the night at our place."

"Oh dear...which exposed her to your scent."

"Yes...and...I returned the day before yesterday, with Flame, and all that night and all of yesterday she...uh...basically drained him. He's never seen any heated dragoness this bad before, and he...gets around, apparently."

"Yes, I am aware of his habits with the ladies. But if she's that bad after exposure to you..."

"Does it mean...?"

"I cannot say until we complete the studies, as you know, but I do thank you for this input, it is very important. Get Flame some land crab meat if you can. It contains essential oils and nutrients for him to...restore. And Ember will probably need a lot of mushroom consumption to restore herself after so much sexual expenditure. Has Ember reacted to your presence any further or have you avoided her?"

"Avoided for now, but I was at their door for a while for Flame to retrieve something I needed, and he said later that she was still calming down."

"Good, good, very excellent to hear. I should be by within a week's time or so, just in time for Cynder to be nesting. I would like to check her nest patterns if she will be amenable to that. However, that is not for either of you to say right now, for in the moment she might be hormonal and defensive against other females. It varies between girls, so we will have to see when I arrive."

"I'll let her know, thank you."

"If there are any other developments at all, with yourselves or Flame or Ember by exposure, do not hesitate to contact me again with this crystal. I have a branch warden at the nearby shoreline ready to move on my behalf if an emergency arises. When the eggs are here, she will need to inspect them for me if I am not already there when it happens. Cynder's being the first in several years, there are other things we wish to ascertain as well for their health and yours."

"Residual magic stuff like what you just tested for me?"

"Among other things, yes. But do try to de-stress, Spyro. We are closer than I anticipated to more concrete answers, so by the time I arrive I should have final answers for you, and I will be there soon."

"That helps a lot to hear...thanks."

"Come what may of the final analyses, know that we are all in this to help you and will continue to do so regardless of the outcome. It's the least we can do after all, for you saved our world and our lives. We owe it to the future generations." With that she nodded to him and ended the image magic, the crystals shimmering in the sunlight. Spyro sighed softly, then pushed the crystal cluster back into the Temple. Volteer came out to collect it.

"She said to use this crystal to contact her in an emergency, so...what should we do with it?" he asked, the older lightning dragon humming in thought. Terrador came trudging up.

"I would say to keep it in your home, but we do need it for our own communications as well. I think it best to house it in the Pool chamber."

"For now, yes, this course would be most agreeable. I am still undergoing attempts to procure or fabricate additional facsimiles for personal usage, but successful copies will be provided to your abode."

"Thanks. I've gotta go check on her, make sure she's okay. She's not doing so well lately with info dumps."

"Yes, a gravid female late into her term may well be averse to large collections of information. Pregnancy is rife with hormonal pressures, which inhibit many mental faculties. Do be on your guard, young Spyro."

Passing through the halls to the garden, the purple dragon caught sight of Flame doing some stretches. "Yo..." he yawned groggily, looking very sleep deprived.

"Sup?"

"Not my dick, for once, thank the ancestors..." Flame grunted, giving a sidelong glare at his own sheath. "Ember's finally chilling down but still a bit needy, finally took a nap so I'm out for a bit to hunt and eat and get some exercise. The beds here are so comfy, but can't lie in them forever."

"Definitely not. But I heard from the Matron just now and told her about...Ember's...issue."

"What'd she say? Hopefully nothing bad..."

"She didn't really say anything. They're keeping it all quiet until we know for sure. But she did say that there's no bad curses or anything else malignant in my...my cum...so that's good news."

Flame smirked. "So you're clear to knock up Jeela and others, huh? Gotta get that necklace for Cynder after all~"

"Not that far you twit, and I couldn't cheat Jeela like that, they'd need the money for an egg anyway."

"Eh, fair 'nuff I guess." Rolling his back and flexing his wings, he groaned. "Oh, thanks by the way. The food was a huge help."

"The Matron said for Ember to eat plenty of mushrooms and for you to get some land crab meat."

"Oh heck yes!"

"I'll ask Cynder to make some and I'll bring it over. She's out searching for soft stuff right now."

"Hey, need help carrying soft things from a store, lemme know, we can get outta here for a bit and let the girls doof off and do girl things here. But yeah, I think after tomorrow I should be good for that date, if you think Cynder can get across to the nearest west shoreline. From there, there's a nice scenic spot I know they'll love."

"Alright. I'll let her know to plan on that then."

When he found his mate, she was already hard at work carefully plucking the feathers from a fresh poultry kill, periodically running her paw through the downy fluffy gathering or getting a concerned expression and re-testing it with the sensitive scales of her nose. Spyro edged up over her and she squealed softly when his shaft sank itself into her tight tunnel. "Well hi to you too~"

Purring and nibbling at the back of her neck, he gently thrust into her, slow and deep, breaching her cervix after a few thrusts and then bottoming out in her, to their mutual delight, her tail curling around his to hug his hips against her rear. "Found soft stuff?"

"A bit, but I got a bit hungry." Taking a bite of raw drumstick from her prey, she nibbled on it while she continued plucking carefully, sometimes using the tip of a claw to work at the base of a feather to loosen it. "Got anything to tell me?"

"She has a branch warden at the shoreline in case of emergencies, and will be by shortly after you start nesting, at the very least. Flame says he knows a good spot for that double-date idea, it's a bit of a flight but it's just across to the shore and then north apparently. Matron also suggested getting Ember plenty of mushrooms after their...all-night romps, and Flame needs land crab meat as well for the same reason."

"Mmmmph..." she cooed, clenching on his shaft when his tip rubbed along a sensitive spot inside her. The little thrills of pleasure warming her loins with every pass of his fleshy barbs in her tight grip were heavenly sparks of joy. "Well...why don't you cum in my butt and then we'll see about getting a crab?"

With a smirk he pulled out, making her squeal under her breath, then jabbed a bit around her undertail before finding his mark and sinking slowly into her anus, Cynder moaning softly at the warm fullness of his slick length. Even if it wasn't orgasmic for her, she did enjoy having him under her tail like this, letting him gently fuck her. Unwinding her tail from his a little, she found his balls and rubbed them with a curve to avoid her blade getting anywhere near him, Spyro groaning and purring in pleasure while her backside hugged at his girth. "Love you, my black night sky..." he whispered in her ear, nipping at her neck and hugging her belly with his paws for leverage as he settled back to lightly grind his hips back and forth. It was a bit awkward since he couldn't fit more than half his dick into her this way.

"Love you, my purple sunrise," she purred back, still gently pleasuring his hefty nutsack with her tail. Loosing his personal restraint, he didn't fight the rise of pleasure, and soon enough was moaning out over her and giving short, quaky jerks of his hips, tail flagging against hers with each pulse, filling her insides with more warm cream. She could feel him jetting against her and it made her shiver with playful lust and satisfaction. Huffing against her neck, coming down from his high and still pumping into her, Spyro started grooming her lower neck and her back between her wings, making her shiver a bit at the light tickle of his teeth against her scales. "It's kinda funny," she remarked as she finished up the plucking, "when we were on our adventure, I would've probably killed someone if they said I'd be your cum dump. Now...I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be but under you like this. Any time we have sex is heavenly..."

Smiling, he purred louder and peppered her back and neck with small kisses and licks and tiny bites, making her giggle and shiver some more, clenching on his shaft and leaking cum from the tension forcing some out around him. "I'm just glad I can make you so happy. You deserve it."

Blushing at that, she leaned back to blindly nuzzle at him, careful of her horns. Trading licks and nuzzles, they finally met in a soft kiss, losing themselves to each other, until he eventually softened enough to flop out of her ass, getting a small disappointed yet pleasured groan from her. "You go get the mushrooms, I'll get the crab. Let's get it roasted up and delivered to them."

Gathering and hunting was fairly quick for them. Luckily for Cynder, a crab was trying to crawl up onto the shore in pursuit of something that had similarly crawled out and dragged itself away. With its carcass beached, she had an easy time dragging it along behind her to their grilling area, working on the shell separation and gold flake extraction much the same as she usually did, except now she found herself feeling around the various bits for softness too, or nipping at small areas of meat that seemed the juiciest. When Spyro brought the mushrooms, and the grill was loaded up with crab cuts and fungal slices, Cynder tried her best to focus on making some more spice, but couldn't resist teasing her beloved with gentle licks and kisses at his balls any chance she got.

One quick delivery, and soon enough they were back in their house, on their bed in sixty-nine pose, Cynder purring around his testicles while sucking on them and Spyro purring deeper into her still-tight folds. They just couldn't keep their paws off one another. Shivering with a delighted coo, the black dragoness ground against her mate's chin, and he reciprocated by stabbing his tongue right up against her g-spot to set her off with a delighted moan around his balls, her hips jerking and insides squeezing around his oral muscle while wave after wave of feminine nectar gushed into his waiting maw. While he cleaned her up, she pulled back and slowly but steadily fed his throbbing maleness into her throat, gulping around his delicious member and purring to him to vibrate against his sensitive flesh, her purple lover moaning out against her nethers and giving a powerful throb of hot pre. She began to nurse on his sheath and swallow on his spire, purring happily in her afterglow with his pendulous jewels pressed up against her nose. His paws roamed over her heavy belly while he moaned and lightly humped against her muzzle. "Were you serious about...mph...about doing this all day?" he asked, feeling her smile around his dick and purr louder. "Fffuuuuu-" His voice cut off with a deep moan, hips jerking a little and tail flagging, balls pulled up against his groin. Cynder squealed around his dick in anticipation and started swallowing faster, drinking while he ejaculated, closing her eyes and smiling proudly.

"Mmmmm~" she churred, feeling his load sitting heavy and warm in her stomach. Still nursing on him even as he softened and retreated from her throat, she reached up to caress and heft his balls as they relaxed from his orgasm, holding them against her nose and huffing warm breath against them to tease him further in his afterglow sensitivity.

"From one evil to another," he groaned, legs twitching each time she breathed across his sack. Letting him finally flop out of her mouth, she took a deep breath to calm herself and then nuzzled at his nuts fondly, his paws groping at her belly and hips again.

"Just for you."

"Or all for yourself?"

"Maybe." Letting those heavy orbs rest on her muzzle for a bit, she pulled back and giggled at him, laying her head atop his belly to smile at him, Spyro doing the same and reclining on her much larger belly, nuzzling fondly at the slight swells of eggs tangible through her hide. "I kinda miss when we were out in the wild and you'd just slide your penis into me any time you wanted."

"What's the difference now?"

"The Guardians yanking you away so much."

"Meh."

Nosing at his scales, the black dragoness nibbled on him lightly, raking her fangs between his scales and making his skin shiver and twitch at the light touches. His rubbing on her belly grew more insistent, a deeper massage that made her moan softly. "Spyro...?"

"Yeah? You've got that tone again from earlier. Is it about egg adoption?"

"No...well, maybe. But what if...what if you tried to get Ember pregnant?" She felt him tense up under her, his eyes going wide and pupils shrinking at the rush of adrenaline. His reaction made her quirk a brow. It wasn't the usual trepidation she felt from him, or the dismissal...or even arousal she expected. It was a rip of fear, of anxious anticipation. It was only a flash from him, but it still caught her attention. "I mean, Flame's obviously not getting the job done."

"Would you...be okay with that if it boiled down to that option?"

"Sure! I don't see a problem with it."

"Except if their kids and ours decided to hook up later."

"Is that really a problem though? From what the Matron's said so far, it...doesn't seem like incest is as big an issue for us as it is for the other creatures around us. Why else would it be okay for parents to teach their kids about sex if there's a pregnancy risk?"

"That...would be something I'd have to ask her I guess." Nosing at her belly, he sighed through his nose against her scales, leaving a momentary trail of breath condensation on the silky smooth surface. Giving him a few more licks and nibbles, she rubbed his shoulder with a paw.

"I am serious though, I don't mind if you try to give Ember the eggs she wants."

"Knowing Flame he'd want to mount you too."

"Would you get jealous of that?" she asked, sounding more concerned than her usual lustful teasing of an idea.

"I...don't know. At the very least I'd expect him to gloat over how much he made you squirt."

Giggles bubbled up in her throat and she laughed at the idea. "Ember told me how big he is. He'd have to try quite hard to make me cum the way you do."

"Don't put it past him to get creative on that front. He knows way more about sex than we do. Stud of Warfang and all that self-aggrandizing conjecture."

"Not much of a stud if he hasn't made eggs yet."

Her little cuts around the heart of the issue were making him itch and squirm internally. If only she knew...

"Spyro, is something wrong?"

"I dunno. I'm still just worn out from everything going on. Doesn't help that you make me melt with that throat of yours."

A proud, lustful grin spread over her muzzle, complete with bedroom eyes, making her purple lover twitch as his maleness began to firm up again in anticipation of her attentions. "It's just afternoon now, we've still got all evening for me to keep treating you to my throat. Or my ass, since you want to save cumming in my womb for that double-date."

"Do I get a choice?"

Groping at his dangling apples again, she licked slowly, teasingly along them, from behind under and up to his sheath, making his toes flex and legs squirm, shaft hardening right up against her swollen belly. "Nope!"

"Wow...."

Cynder gasped as they glided over the seemingly endless forest of green at the foot of the mountain chain. Their target was now in view, and only from their current angle - a deep valley, carved by the river that flowed through it. Tracking up along several branching streams, Flame had been oddly silent with a weird grin of a suspended secret on his lips. Now they knew why. A gorgeous multi-tiered waterfall cascaded over enormous crystal pillars exposed in the mountainside from the eons of erosion the river had taken to carve the valley, and a large basin sat at the base of the falls, a wonderful deep blue color and surrounded by soft white sand and a myriad of colorful trees and mushroom shrubs. The entire valley was a gash of color through the surrounding monotonous mountain forest. They landed on a large flat outcrop of rock overlooking the end of the valley where the river began to fork into streams, Ember and Cynder gawking at the sight.

"It's so beautiful! When the hell did you have time to find this?!" Ember demanded, Flame puffing his chest out.

"Knew you'd like it! I found it several months ago with that caravan you requested magmatic gem cores from. They thought they'd find a few here like they did last time, brought down from the mountain in the falls. Unfortunately, we didn't find any here this time around."

"Wow..." Cynder repeated, padding over to the edge of the rock, both males ogling the sexy sway of her hips in counterbalance to her huge swollen belly. Trees of silvery bark bore pinkish-red, orange, yellow, red, and even purple leaves, while some of the taller mushroom shrubs gave off pastel clouds of glittering, glowing spores. The water glimmered and sparkled with fallen spores catching the sunlight. "Where are we camping?"

"Up by the waterfall basin, there's another outcrop of rock where the caravan camped out. Might still have the campfire stone ring too. Should give us enough protection if it starts raining off the mountains with all the Burned Lands heat in the north. Shouldn't rain but...y'never know."

Gliding down to the riverside forest below, they started making their way through the underbrush. The grass was lush and soft and very green, and the trees were incredibly vibrant, no doubt fed from the ash and soot that came down the mountains and in the rains from the north where the Burned Lands constantly threw off smoke and volcanic particulates. It was a perfect day for a casual stroll, especially after spending the morning flying across the sea and giving Cynder a lunch break at the beach to rest her wings and back while they splashed around in the ocean with her. It was just now becoming afternoon, the trees giving plentiful shade. Spores wafted around them on the cool breeze wafting down the waterfall. Cynder detoured a bit to feel the soft sand and gravel on her paws and take a drink. Cold, clear water, slightly sweetened by mushroom spores, and the riverbed was a beautiful array of various spore pastels caught on the upstream surfaces of the larger stones and pebbles.

Not too far down their path, they came across a small grove of oddly shaped trees - broad of trunk, squat and only rising to the height of an adult dragon, it was the odd round swells on the tree trunks that caught their attention. "Oh!" Ember squeaked, darting over and wresting one of the round orbs off. Tucking it firmly between the roots to brace it, she then bashed it with her forehead to pop the shell open, backing up and rubbing her head. "Ow..."

"Here, lemme get that," Flame offered, strutting over and giving it a quick side-swiping headbutt that used the base of his horn to strike, rather than his forehead. The shell squished enough that it split along several thin seams, and with his claws he yanked it in half and gave her one. The brown shell was slightly flexible, like hard leather, and the fruit flesh inside was pulpy and bright orange-pink and gave off an incredibly sweet, almost sugary aroma.

Spyro plucked one off the trunk and sat up with it between his paws, giving the others an inadvertent view of his sizeable sack and large sheath, a sight all three had no intention of passing up. Cynder licked her lips and Ember stared in lewd fascination, while Flame's tail hiked just a bit and his tip peeked out of his sheath. Spyro, oblivious to their stares, had his eyes closed as he focused, then gave an Earth Shot breath that traveled down his forelegs at the same time that he gave a smart squish on the fruit shell, the impact of the elemental power nearly bursting it apart. It got the job done at least, the shell halving between his paws. "A bit too hard?"

"Not hard enough down below," Cynder murred, making Ember laugh.

"Yeah, almost squashed it there, but hey, at least you avoided the headache."

Giving half to Cynder, they sampled their find. "Mmmm!!" Cynder squealed, digging in more voraciously. "This is delicious! What are these?" she asked, looking up with juices dribbling all over her muzzle.

"Plunits!" Flame replied, similarly messy.

"Can we grow these?"

"Sadly no," Ember replied, eating hers a bit more daintily. "They thrive in areas near volcanic regions. Warfang had a few of them out in the plains before the war."

"Awww..." Cynder whimpered. "I wanna grow them back home, I could so use these!" Ember had to refrain from telling Cynder that it had been her attacks in her corrupted years that had destroyed the plunit trees around Warfang.

"Wish we could though," Spyro muttered, lightly scraping his teeth against the inside of the shell to get as much as he could.

"You could try to get some of the shore sand from Boysitbig," Ember offered, "but I don't know how well they do with fertilizer. Never was good with horticulture. Gimme shiny rocks."

Tossing the shells into the river, they continued their walk through the forest, sharing some stories of their travels. Cynder and Ember laughed at Flame's recollection of an encounter with a cheetah tribe a month south of Warfang. "I kid you not, I was scared I'd lose more than my dignity! That cheetah princess was crafty!"

"Do we have to watch out for cheetah-dragon hybrids?" Cynder quipped.

"It didn't that far far, thankfully, but my gosh...I mean, the way her paws were all over my balls, I think she had a mind to try it but...what was I supposed to do, deny a princess in her homeland?"

"So you're saying she basically raped you with her paws?" Ember asked with a smirk.

"Oh no, we both wanted it, she was curious about dragons and I was...yeah, curious about cheetah girls. Fur's super soft! Feels great down there!" Spyro just rolled his eyes. "But turns out she was rebelling against her father's wishes, I had to bolt outta there when he found out what was going on. Pretty sure I wouldn't still have my balls if I'd stuck around to apologize."

"Noooo not my favorite bits!" Ember whined. "Gotta protect those sexy balls!"

"Hehe...those are your favorites on him?" Cynder asked. "Spyro's are my favorites."

"Mmmm...I just find a guy's balls so damn sexy," the pink dragoness murred, the two settling into girlish chatter about their admiration for their mates' bits. Flame hung back and nudged the purple dragon with his wing.

"She's been near you for half a day and hasn't been needing sex yet. I think her body got tired of her heat, or maybe immunized itself to you for a bit?" he whispered.

"Thank the ancestors..." Spyro muttered back.

"You two done comparing balls back there?" Cynder asked.

"I dunno, maybe when we get to the waterfall you can 'cum'pare them for us," Flame shot back with a proud grin.

"No contest, Spyro's are way bigger," Ember said with a wicked grin, her mate deflating with a frown.

"Ouch, babe. Ouch. Don't spear me like this."

"Then you'd better spear me later."

Again, Spyro rolled his eyes. Cynder caught his gaze and shot him a wiggle of her brow and a small lick of her lips with a devious grin, causing him to blush fiercely.

Finally arriving at the waterfall basin, they found the spot Flame had mentioned. It was an elevated pocket in the stronger stone that formed the basin bowl, with a large leaf of flat stone jutting out as a makeshift roof. There were remnants of campfire rings here and there under it. The girls set about foraging, Cynder showing Ember what to look for while the two boys went hunting for a main course. Flame caught three large pheasants, while Spyro managed to bag a rather large four-antlered deer. The girls still weren't back yet, so they got the animals prepared for cooking. "Can't wait to try Cynder's culinary skill," Flame remarked, stomach rumbling. He winced as he gingerly pulled at bird guts.

"Hey hang on, save the liver, she does amazing stuff with that. And the gizzard, see if you can wash it out in the river."

"Seriously?" Flame grumbled. "How the hell do you work with them, they're so chewy!"

This time it was Spyro's turn to smirk. "Oh, trust me. You'll like it."

"If you say so."

They had the choice cuts and organs ready by the time the girls returned, Ember's nose scrunching. "Ew...I keep forgetting how horrible it is to work with fresh prey..."

"You get used to it," Cynder replied. "Hey hun, could you get me a flat stone for cutting?"

"On it." Spyro moved out to the deeper part of the river and dove down to dig for a flat rock. Bringing it up, he then focused his earth breath into his paw and essentially planed the stone with his claws, creating a nice flat working surface. Propping it up on some gravel, Cynder grinned.

"Perfect. Now we just need a grilling rack. Did you save the fat?"

"Yep. Got the best cuts that you usually want. Here's a bowl too." Punching a round small boulder, he formed it into a large bowl for her to mix things in.

"Sweet. Flame, if you wouldn't mind, help Ember melt the fat in the bowl please while I work on the herbs."

It didn't take Spyro very long to find some good branches to trim down and cure with his fire breath and set up a grilling rack for her over the campfire. Finishing his work, he watched her hum to herself while rapidly, skillfully chopping and mincing herbs with her tailblade, occasionally breathing a slow flame over top of them to dry them. She looked so beautifully sexy in the afternoon light, laying on her side with her legs lightly splayed and her belly in full view.

A sudden, intense urge to casually slip his penis into her and start fucking her right there came over him, but it just as swiftly was doused. Not yet, he told himself, though his cock was already starting to make itself known from that brief rush of arousal. He could also feel Ember's straying gaze on his hefty sack.

With the fat melted and slightly charred, and the herbs ready for mixing, Cynder got to work, basting the meat cuts while slowly turning them over the fire. Flame and Ember watched keenly, Spyro heading out and coming back with some mushroom caps and a few berry clusters. "Ooooo~" Cynder churred, sniffing at the berries. "This will go very nicely..." She quickly crushed the berries into the herbal fat mix, getting an odd look from Ember.

"Berries...on...meat?"

"You have that all the time," Flame whispered with a smirk, his paw lightly fondling his balls for her to see.

"You dingus."

Cynder blushed at the sudden idea conjured by Flame's lewd gesture and hint. What if she tried making a dish with Spyro's cum? It would have to be done quickly before it denatured though, something she'd have to try back home when she had better access to kitchen stuff.

The smell of cooking meat and spices and herbs was positively mouth-watering for all four of them. Flame was actually drooling a little as he gazed in longing at the drumsticks, breast cuts, ribs, flank steaks, and various other meat cuts getting a nice char on the outside while still dripping with juices inside. The sweet berry glaze was setting in nicely too, crusting over on a few of the meat cuts while others sizzled with a different blend. Spyro worked on toasting the mushroom caps and roots with his fire breath, adding to the aromatic medley. Finally, as the sun began to set, everything was ready. Using some flat stones as plates, Spyro effectively sanitized them by coursing electricity across their surfaces and then using ice to cool them off. Some small drinking bowls filled with cool river water had a touch of ice cubes from his breath added while Cynder doled out drumsticks, cuts and shaves of meat portions, and some ribs, and Spyro gave them some of his mushrooms and roots as a side. With everything laid out, they dug into their meal. Flame practically dove headfirst into his plate, then paused when the flavor hit his tongue, eyes rolling back and a doofy grin spreading over his face.

"Hooooo~" he crooned out, licking his lips. "Now I see why you used the berries."

Ember, much more hesitant on something new to her diet, poked at a berry-glazed thin slice, then picked it up and nipped at it. Her eyes popped and she shoved it into her mouth. "No way!" she squeaked, licking her claws. "That's- Mmmm! That's amazing!!"

"Definitely a good find," the black dragoness agreed, leaning over to kiss Spyro's cheek.

"Good stuff here," he churred back, chewing on a large bite of steak and watching her tear into her own larger cut. Flame was chomping at a drumstick and almost purring amid his gulps.

"Wow. How do you come up with this stuff, Cynder? This is fantastic!"

She blushed, giggling a little at the praise. "I like to dabble. It helps me understand the ingredients better. When Spyro's away I'm either out foraging and making my own spices, or experimenting with foods. It's fun and helps pass the time."

"Any time I try stuff like this it's just a burned mess," Ember grunted, nibbling daintily at her steak. "But Flame's right, this is...mmmm...I could eat this every day..."

"Just takes time and patience to learn it I guess. I dunno really, I just...kinda picked it up as a hobby while Spyro was away on recovery stuff, and it stuck fast."

"Was that before or after you two became mates?" Flame asked, lapping at his drink bowl. "Actually, when even was that anyway?"

Spyro blushed and rubbed his neck with a shy grin. "Well...heh. It was...kinda right after we saved the world from Malefor. We woke up in Avalar Valley...and...I guess after everything we'd been through, emotions were running high."

Cynder purred at the memory, blushing too. "Yeah...when we realized we weren't dead in the Core, I guess that's when it all finally hit us and we just let our hearts dictate. It's been a blessing every day since."

"Awwww~" Ember squealed. "That's so cute! You two became mates right after saving the world? Wow...it's like something out of a story!"

"How did you two meet?" Cynder asked. "I mean...obviously you've known our story, or most of it anyway..."

Flame and Ember shared a secretive grin. "Well...we've known each other since we were really young," Flame explained. "Been close since then too."

"Really close," Ember prodded.

"Yeah. But it was also in the years after the Temple raid, I think you two are a few months older than we are, probably, if Spyro's story of his hatching in the swamp is anything to go on. We hatched during the war and grew up really only knowing each other for a while until we were forced to go into hiding during...well...your attacks. No offense."

Cynder just shrugged. "It used to burn me up when someone mentioned that stuff but this butthead here's helped me get over it all, mostly." Spyro laid his wing over her with a grin.

"Heh...well, those attacks were what forced us apart, unfortunately. We were with other kids and families for a bit, but then the Ape attacks split us up and we all had to go into hiding away from Warfang. Didn't really get to get out much from that until after the Destroyer War, but I told myself every day during hiding that I'd find Ember again and ask her to be my mate."

Ember nuzzled at his cheek and then kissed him with a quick peck. "Waiting for Flame to find me again was how I got through it all. It was so scary...I was with dad, and thought I'd never see mom, Flame, or anyone else I knew again. When we heard about the raid on Warfang and the Golem's attack we were so scared that Warfang would be completely gone, that maybe Flame might've gotten to Warfang after the hiding and gotten killed in the attacks..."

"Nah. I was too far south. But yeah...all the uncertainty was hell, and then felt like I couldn't get back to Ember fast enough to beat any competition. Not that I doubted her heart but...y'know. Having to settle for someone else when you think your love is dead...that was my biggest fear, that Ember thought I was gone and would've settled with another."

Nuzzling at him again, she sighed with a sad smile. "I'm glad I waited for you though." Flame grinned back and nuzzled her nose, sharing another quick kiss with her. Cynder giggled and Spyro smiled, happy he'd been able to help them reunite.

"Kinda feels weird though that I promised you two a dinner in Warfang to celebrate finding Ember, yet you're the ones treating us to dinner first here. You gotta swing by Warfang when you can, we're gonna have a par-tay!" Flame beamed ear to ear at the notion.

"Could be fun," Cynder agreed, nipping at a roasted mushroom cap. "It's gonna be a while more though. Just the flight to the shoreline wiped me out. You'd think I'd be used to the change in my center of gravity but they feel heavier every day, faster than I can adjust to."

Ember nodded. "Yeah, you need to be careful with that. You're a slender girl, you're not made for that much weight so fast. I know some masseurs in Warfang, we visit them regularly to treat paw cramps from our fine jeweling work. You should see them after you lay, get some work done on your body."

"Might have to take you up on that...if I don't get pregnant again right after," she joked. Flame and Spyro's eyes met with a flash of shared worry at the possible unwitting reality of her joke.

"It usually takes one or two years at least for a dragoness to go into heat after laying," Ember replied a hint of a sad tone masked behind her factual choice of words. "I just...really hope Flame's cum took, I wanna have at least one egg."

"We'll get there," her fiery mate whispered, nuzzling her neck and laying his wing over her. "Maybe it's one of those things that'll just happen when it happens instead of planning for it."

"I guess." Spyro and Cynder both noticed Ember's tail was raising slowly. Rather than returning her mate's affections though, she returned to her meal to finish it off. "This is so good though...but why does the sweet berry go with the salty meat? It sounds so weird, but tastes so good!"

"Certain flavors and flavor types complement each other, though I don't know the science behind it," came the ebon girl's reply. "I could ask Volteer but I don't wanna slog through his grammatical expounding. It's also just more fun to experiment and find what works and what doesn't. Not all sweets go with all meats of course. Some are terrible. There are also a few sours or bitters that go well with something salty or savory like these meats."

"Huh...I wish I had a head for this stuff. Gems make sense to me, foods and plants don't."

"Gems and sex, you mean," Flame churred, nipping at her neck. "You've been all about sex ever since we discovered it."

"Well yeah," she giggled, purring lightly. "Mmmmm..."

Finishing their meal, Cynder and Spyro snuggled up together to share a kiss while Flame and Ember locked paws and quietly necked each other with slow nuzzles. With hot food in their bellies and a fun day drawing to a close, inhibitions were waning and passion was taking hold. Kisses and nuzzles quickly evolved into making out and rubbing, purring and moaning, with playful nibbles and swats here and there until finally Flame nudged Ember over onto her back and stood over her, bearing down on her with a deep kiss that she readily returned, clinging tightly to him and purring deeply in anticipation. She could feel his rock-hard erection sandwiched between their bellies, his sheath grinding between her labia and his balls teasing the small divot of her tailhole. Spyro was spooned up with Cynder, grooming her, rubbing her belly with his paws while his teeth tended to her neck, the black dragoness purring happily and gently masturbating herself with a curve of her tail.

Backing up over his mate, Flame growled lustfully at her and made her tremble with a surge of arousal, legs spread wide. With practiced ease he slipped his pulsing spire into her welcoming passage and she cooed out in bliss, gasping when he thrust up and his sheath snuggled up to her labial scales. "Yessssss..." she drawled out, humping back lightly against him. Cynder felt her pulse pounding in her ears and chest, butterflies fluttering in her gut at the sight of the two so shamelessly mating before her. She loved sex, but to see someone else doing it so close was...oddly thrilling, and her excitement was infectious, Spyro picking up on it and erecting against her back. Craning her neck back, she kissed him and gave a sly look.

"Wanna let them see what they've been wanting to?" she whispered. "Your whole penis inside me?"

Normally, he would've balked at that and declined. But this time, due in part to Flame's goading on their travel and Cynder's obvious enjoyment of the casual nature of the situation, his reservations were greatly eroded...that, and he was getting a rush of a perverse thrill of showing off with her. He didn't say anything, but she could sense his acquiescence, purring and kissing at him. Rolling onto his back so Flame and Ember had an unhindered look, he let his erection throb in the air, Ember gasping in shock at the sheer size and Flame staring, pausing his rolling hips. Cynder shot them a wink as she licked her mate's shaft from sheath to tip, Spyro spreading his legs so they could clearly see his sheath. Standing over him, Cynder teasingly pressed her full belly to his face and Spyro kneaded at her with his paws and licked all over, making her giggle and sway her hips to tease his penis against her vaginal folds. Hiking her tail to line herself up a bit better, she moaned cutely when his tip found its mark and sank into her nethers. Backing up slowly, one small step at a time, she wiggled her way down his length, biting her lip when his tapered tip kissed at her cervix and then gently but insistently pried it apart, slipping up into her womb.

"No fuckin' way..." Ember gasped, realizing just how deep Spyro's penis was in the night-scaled female. But Cynder didn't stop there. She kept pressing back, moaning under her breath the whole way down, Flame and Ember's eyes going wider in disbelief and an incredible surge of arousal at the sight, until finally Cynder sat on Spyro's lap and leaned back to hold onto his legs for support, every inch buried in her body, her labial scales kissing his sheath. There was a small bulge in her belly right above her gravid swell, and when she lifted up a tad, it vanished, only to reappear when she sheathed him again. "Holy fuck..." Ember rasped, clenching so tightly on Flame's dick the poor boy winced. They both almost came right there at the display. "Y-you take him that deep all the time?!"

"Every time~" Cynder cooed, eyes rolling back as she started bouncing on Spyro's lap, slowly, gently, trying not to shake their eggs too much.

"Doesn't it hurt?!"

"Nope!" She moaned out louder when Spyro's bigger paws fell onto her belly and started rubbing all over her stretched hide. Having refrained from getting filled with his cream, she was so close to her favorite goal again now, and it made her clench on him with anticipation. Bucking his hips in time with hers, they started their passionate cycle, purring and moaning together in pleasure. Flame and Ember couldn't tear their eyes away, both giving light humps against each other but not really aware of it, still too awash in lustful shock at what they were seeing. The butterflies were invading their guts now, jitters of excitement spiking their arousal at the sight of such a long penis tucked away inside Cynder's belly and giving a bulge just under her chest every time their parts met. With the angle of Spyro's leg, Ember couldn't see his balls, but now she was incredibly curious as to how much he produced. Bigger balls usually meant bigger loads, even if the testicles weren't the direct source of all the actual fluid, but it was a sort of biological given for dragons at least. Flame's eyes were glued to Cynder's rotund middle. Was it a trick of the light or were there slight bulges there with Spyro's dick pressed into her, was he actually rubbing against the eggs too?! The thought made his mind spin even more.

So much lust between the four of them, their stamina lost out, and it didn't take long for the crescendo of butterflies at showing off to crest into a tidal wave of orgasm crashing over them. Cynder was the first to peak, gasping out and jetting a small gout of flame as she arched back and humped hard and fast on him, quivering with each ripple of her insides milking her mate's length, her juices splashing all over his belly in hot waves of bliss. He followed only a few clenches after, roaring out and humping up into her, tail going rigid with each jet of hot cream gushing up into her belly. Cynder purred in delight at the sensation, swearing she could feel his urethral vein swelling with every deposit leaping joyously into her womb. They ground back and forth on each other, riding out their climax, Flame and Ember gasping together when they realized Cynder's belly was visibly getting bigger with each flag of the purple male's tail. That set them off and they both cried out, having barely fucked in their stunned stupor of voyeurism, yet having an intense climax of their own from all the gathered arousal of the display, Flame's tail flagging too with each pulse into his mate's loins and Ember quaking under him as her body spasmed on his dick. Panting and moaning in afterglow, the two couples relaxed and made out while they recovered, Spyro kissing Cynder deeply and purring while rubbing her filling belly, Flame humping into Ember and sucking on her tongue while she gasped for breath and churred back to him. With a lewd wet noise Cynder started to slide off Spyro's massive spire, slowly, making sure to let Flame and Ember see every inch leave her folds, until at last it plapped onto his belly, covered in both their juices. The purple dragon winced at the cool night air on his sensitive flesh, then groaned out when she reversed and slid him into her throat in one fell swoop, wiggling her hips over his face to show him his handiwork in her gaping netherlips.

Not easily outdone, Flame growled and bit Ember's shoulder, hunching his back and thrusting up into her hard and fast. Squealing out in post-coital sensitivity, she clung to him and humped up against him shakily, clenching so tight on his penis he could barely pull out without dragging her with him despite the slickness of her juices lubricating his length. Loud, wet, rapid slapping of scales on scales resounded around them, Spyro and Cynder watching sidelong while sixty-nining, Ember squealing and gasping out as she was fucked deep and hard. It didn't take long before the pink dragoness was roaring out under her mate and humping madly against him in the throes of another intense climax, squirting against his crotch and dripping everywhere while he jackhammered into her.

Cynder couldn't help herself, sliding off of Spyro and crouching to raise her tail. Rolling over quickly, he growled out and grabbed her hips, hopping up onto her back and sheathing himself inside her, just barely controlling himself so as not to hammer against their eggs. A lewd wail of bliss escaped her as she felt that generous meat slide right up into her depths, his testicles giving her clit a light slap. He had to fight so damn hard not to just abandon his senses and fuck her into the ground, he'd never felt this competitive but seeing Flame fuck Ember so rapidly lit a fire in him, a fire Cynder was all too happy to bear the brunt of, moaning and gasping for breath under him with each deep thrust into the lake of cream swelling her belly and cushioning their eggs. The two males bred their females, a cacophony of wet hip slaps, loud moans and lustful growls just barely drowned out by the waterfall nearby. Ember and Flame reached their peak together, Ember almost crushing Flame in a deathgrip of her limbs while her body jerked and spasmed, milking him for every drop she could get, gushing all over his legs and balls and sheath. The red male growled at her and gave her a few hard bucks while he ejaculated, nudging her clit against his belly, then finally relaxed atop her and started grooming the small nicks in her scales from his teeth. Turning aside, they watched as Spyro rutted Cynder deeply, balls swaying under his tail, her belly lightly jiggling under her with each impact of his hips against her rear. Kissing deeply, they both groaned out and Spyro grabbed her hips tighter, pulling himself up to his sheath in her and quivering as he unloaded again. Each pulse teased at her nerves until she too was sent over her edge with a squeal against his lips, purring and gasping for breath with the sheer ecstasy crashing over her. Flame and Ember gawked agape again at the sight, Cynder's belly definitely getting lower and rounder than before. Ember expected to see Cynder in pain, but the black dragoness was awash in pure pleasure, fully blissed out and smiling like an idiot while panting for breath. Spyro held Cynder close with a foreleg and edged her onto her side with him so he was spooning her again, showing off her massive belly to their friends and purring while he groomed her neck, letting her bask in her afterglow.

"Wow..." Flame croaked, feeling a bit dry in the throat after the vigorous mating. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, yet the two laid there before them in the light of the fire, stroking her huge belly and purring back and forth in delight, Spyro still gently rocking his erection into her.

The frisky fun quickly wound down into more snuggling and making out, the two couples just indulging in their mate's presence for a while to cool off. Craning her neck back, Cynder kissed Spyro with a dreamy grin. "So lucky I have you in my life..." she whispered, her purple lover purring back deeply and kissing her in return. His paws kept kneading at her swollen belly, rubbing from her chest down to her groin and then back up, around from her back to her middle, leaving no scale or patch of stretched skin untouched. It made her quiver against his chest and press against his paws for more. Covering her with his free wing, he nibbled and licked down along her neck, making her arch her head back and purr happily, giving him better access to her scales. Flame had pulled out of Ember a while ago and she was still busying herself with licking his bits clean while he kneaded her thighs and tail, slowly making his way up to her vulva. She cooed and spread her legs when his paws spread her labial scales and exposed her pink flesh within, purring in delight, his tongue quickly sinking into her depths while he purred into her and made out with her nethers.

"How...how much...does he cum?" she asked through panting breaths.

Cynder rubbed Spyro's tail with her own and shot him a smirk over her shoulder. He pulled out, having to shuffle back a bit to do so with his prodigious length, then slid back up along her back and moaned softly when she clamped her thighs together around his dick, reaching down around the massive encumbrance in her middle to start stroking him with her soft paws. Sawing his hips, he stroked his penis between her silky smooth thighs, both Ember and Flame marveling at how long his member was compared to Cynder's gravid belly. She purred and craned back to nibble and lick at her mate while her paws worked on the tapered tip, soft toepads teasing his fleshy barbs, humping her vulva lightly against the top of his dick and pleasuring him by crossing her legs to lock his cock in place between them. He started thrusting faster, rubbing against her legs, her belly, her paws, groaning loudly, Cynder working her legs and hips to help stroke him more with lustful glee. With Flame and Ember openly watching him, the rush of embarrassed excitement welled up his climax faster than usual and he finally shuddered and humped erratically as his loins pumped. Ember watched in lewd fascination, thick white ropes jetting from his tip and shooting quite far. Cynder grinned deviously and angled her mate's penis, Ember and Flame gasping in surprise and getting splashed by the hot, thick cream gushing from the purple male. Unable to help herself, Ember moaned out and let her mouth hang open to catch what she could, gulping it down eagerly. Her red mate started licking it off her body, purring at the flavor she was so obviously enjoying. Coming down from his high, Spyro panted and watched with glassy eyes as the two lapped up his cum from their bodies, Cynder swiping up a few strands hanging from his tip and licking them off her toes with a pleased purr of her own. Flame took a long, slow lap along Ember's chest, licking up a particularly thick streamer, then tilted his head back and swallowed it with a grin. "Mmmm..." they both churred out at the same time.

"Fuuuuck..." Spyro groaned out, getting painfully erect again at the confused rush of arousal at seeing another male enjoying his semen. "I'm tapped..." he whispered hoarsely to Cynder. "If I cum again it's gonna hurt my balls..."

"Kinda same...all this excitement got us going pretty hard."

Unwinding from each other, Cynder stretched languidly, albeit a bit shaky still from such a hard climax, and followed her mate to the river. Breathing fire onto his paws, he held the fire there and dipped his paws into the cold water. An eddy swirled and gathered under his power, becoming quite warm for her, the black dragoness dipping into the water with a relieved sigh and quickly washing herself off, taking a quick drink as well. Flame and Ember edged over, Ember stumbling a bit, legs feeling leaden and weak, and he helped her wash herself off in the warm water, licking a few stray streaks of cum from her face in the process. Finally, Spyro took his turn, relaxing a while longer while Cynder snacked on the leftovers and Flame and Ember curled up by the fire to snuggle and groom each other. Upon returning, Spyro mounted Cynder and she purred as he slid his penis into her depths once more, then mantled his wings around her and got comfortable atop her side, making sure not to put too much pressure on her belly. It didn't take them long to fall asleep like that, the four dragons purring deeply to each other.

Ember yawned and smiled at the sight, leaning into Flame's nibbles along her neck. "I really wanna feel him in me..." she whispered.

"Me too."

"Wonder which of us can hold more of his cum?"