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"Keep going."

Emmers responded as Erant loosened the metallic guards covering his lower arms and wrists, inevitably slowing down as his armor fell to the ground for the second time.

"Yes, young master." Despite seeming absolutely composed, he couldn't be sure of his fate. Whenever Novall would punish him, a swift punch to his jaw or fairly painful beating sufficed, but she had never made him take off his armor beforehand. It was needless for him to admit to himself, but he was actually somewhat scared, if nothing else.

"Just 'master' is fine until mother returns." Emmers said as he slowly circled Erant, stepping around the large pieces of polished metal time and time again, holding back only his most true intentions.

"Y-yes, master." Erant froze up as he stuttered, dropping his gauntlets to the ground.

Emmers stopped just behind Erant with a smirk, his massive pinkish member that was normally hidden within his body was fully showing, and it only grew harder at the sound of Erant's voice.

"Something...wrong?" Emmers stroked the length of his member as he looked down on Erant from behind, placing a hand on his shoulder to keep him in place.

"N-no, master..."

Erant continued to strip down to mere civilian clothing as Emmers watched from behind, grabbing the base of his hefty member with a grin. Unable to contain himself any longer, Emmers took a silent step forward and lifted Erant's shirt only enough to press his cock against Erant's bare skin, smearing him with his plentiful precum.

Almost as though it were second nature to him, Erant took a step forward from Emmers and spun around, spacing himself as he'd do in a fight against a serious opponent. He looked forward to face Emmers with a cold sweat and a solid expression, hiding his worry.

Emmers took a slow step forward with a dark grin, licking his lips. "Something the matter?"

Erant cringed at the sight of Emmers's length, taking a slight step back against his own will. Eventually, he forced himself to stand still despite the prince's approach, but he couldn't keep himself too composed or quiet any longer.

"Is this...punishment?" Erant wanted to run, but he had the mind and body of a night. Regardless of what would happen, he would endure.

Emmers burst into laughter as he used a powerful, and sudden grip on Erant's shoulders to force him down to his knees and just under his cock. "You think this is a punishment?" Emmers continued to laugh. "I just want the same thing that Nova got..."

With a sudden gasp, Erant reached for his nearby sword, but Emmers ensnared his wrist tight with his tail.

"In the name of your master, Novall..." Emmers mocked him before yawning. "How about you save us both some time and give my cock a nice licking? If you wait too long, Novall might just return and catch you in the act..."

He was almost frozen, it was his duty to serve Novall and her children in any way possible, but he had never expected thi-

"Time's wasting..." Emmers reminded as he waved a solid twelve inches just above Erant's head with an impatient and bored expression.

After only a short while and a quick gulp of his regrets, Erant rose up on his knees and gave Emmers's member a quick, long lick, causing Emmers's expression to quickly change. He knew that he'd eventually get Erant's full cooperation, but he never imagined that it would be so soon.

"Whoa, slow down, I'd hate for you not to enjoy yourself..." Emmers placed a guiding hand on Erant's head before taking him close to his fleshy member again, but Erant didn't respond.

Very slowly, Erant poked out his tongue and licked Emmers's member from its fleshy, bulbous base to its dripping tip, filling his nose with the strong musk of a proud, spoiled dragon and filling his mouth with a unique bittersweet taste.

"Ahhh..." Emmers let his tongue hang out of his open maw, unwittingly dripping globs of steamy saliva onto Erant's head and face, but not disturbing him in the slightest. "I hope the taste is to your liking..."

Erant didn't respond, he didn't know what to think, or even feel. He hadn't ever imagined finding himself literally getting himself "fucked" by a dragon, but now that it was actually happening and he wasn't even fighting back...

"Oooh!" Emmers grabbed Erant's head and lowered himself, slightly thrusting as Erant used his tongue in ways he never knew he could.

Every few moments, Emmers moaned and grunted uncontrollably, his entire being thrown into the depths of complete pleasure as his servant delicately, but thoroughly cleaned every inch of his cock despite his girth. It didn't take long, but Emmers eventually found himself at the peak of bliss, already lasting infinitely longer than his sister.

"Argh!" Emmers grunted and growled as he grabbed a handful of Erant's hair with one hand and his cock with the other. "Open your mouth! Now!"

Almost as though entranced, Erant did as he was told ignoring the pain of having his hair pulled, and his own hidden erection to obey the young master, opening his mouth and expecting the very worst. He tried his best to reorganize his thoughts, but in only moments they were all lost to the air as Emmers came.

With an excessively loud grunt and somewhat whimpering moan, Emmers suddenly came with the force of a water hose, slightly pushing Erant's head back with the blast before pumping a few more hefty, translucent shots in his mouth and on his face to drip to his lap below. Satisfied, Emmers released Erant's hair with a dark, triumphant grin while Erant's eyes were wide with surprise and his tongue somewhat burned from the heat of Emmers's release.

"Well?" Emmers knelt down and looked directly into Erant's soul through his eyes. "You're not just gonna keep wasting it, are you? Swallow it."

Erant forced his mouth closed and swallowed the most of Emmers's load before leaning forward slightly to retch and look up to Emmers to open his mouth, showing his obedience without a word. Emmers's grin only grew wider at the sight of Erant's clean tongue and face spattered with his spunk and saliva. Without a single word, he leaned forward and gave Erant's face a slow lick, cleaning him off and taking his own seed into his mouth before kissing the knight.

He couldn't believe what was happening, but he couldn't convince himself to stop any of it. Even though he had never mated with a male of any kind before, it was almost seemed to be a habit, sucking cock and drinking semen from another's mouth.

"Swallow it..." Emmers growled and Erant eagerly obeyed, swallowing the rest of the dragon's load as his tongue was tugged back and forth.

After a while, Emmers pulled away, leaving Erant to gasp for breath before standing up and making his way to his bed to sit down and stroke his member. It only took a few moments for Erant to realize what was expected of him, causing him to slowly, but surely, make his way over to Emmers to kneel down.

"That's it..." Emmers caressed the back of Erant's head and loosely wrapped his tail around him. "Now suck it."

Erant opened his mouth wide and took in the dragon's cock. Emmers moaned out like before as Erant took as much as he could and massaged him to the fullest without a word. The moment was almost perfect, the sun was still high and the room was warm and it would only get warmer.

"You know, you're not bad at this, much better than most dragonesses." Emmers boasted sexual experience and cunning far greater than many males older than him, but he had never bothered looking for a mate. To him, sex was for pleasure and fun, nothing more, nothing less, and at the moment, he was having as much fun as possible. "I wasn't very sure if it was a good idea for mother to keep a dragon-slaying knight around the castle, but now..."

Erant stopped for a moment, long enough for Emmers to use a sharp, dagger-like, appendage at the end of his tail to cut off his servant's shirt and pants, leaving him naked and gasping from surprise. Instantly, Erant grabbed his shirt and pants, clenching them close to his body, hoping Emmers wouldn't see his own engorged member, but to no avail. Emmers easily snatched away Erant's clothes with only his tail before grinning.

"Stand up." Emmers commanded, but Erant was hesitant, requiring a second command before finally standing up, showing Emmers his fleshy, throbbing cock in all of its glory.

For a moment, everything became blurry for Erant as Emmers took his arms and swapped their positions, pushing Erant on the bed as he leaned over him.

"So, my dear sister left you hard, did she?" Emmers let himself drool on Erant's chest at the thought rubbing their cocks together. "She can be so...cruel..."

"M-Master, I-" Erant managed before moaning at the feel of his fleshy member pressing against Emmers's, the surge of guilty pleasure left him almost breathless.

Despite Erant's call, Emmers slid his glistening cock up against his partner's, holding back his own moans as he closed his eyes, deeply taking in the pleasures before leaning forward to give Erant another sloppy kiss.

"Mmph..." Emmers continued to keep a tight hold on Erant's arms as he tasted every crevasse of the human's mouth, tying them together with his saliva as he pulled away to look down at Erant with a grin.

"So..." Emmers licked his lips and prodded Erant's asshole with his penis. "I bet your knight's training hasn't prepared you for anything like this...!"

With a loud grunt and a short struggle from Erant, Emmers lodged himself into Erant's ass, looking deep into his eyes as he slowly pushed inside grunting loud as Erant responded with one of his own. Emmers grabbed Erant's waist with one hand and his cock with another, stroking the wide-eyed knight as he massaged his insides.

"Unnh!" Emmers grunted again as he huffed, clenching his teeth tight. "You're pretty damn tight, you know that?"

Erant tried his best to speak out, but the surge of pain and pleasure through his body was nothing like he'd never felt before. From the moment Emmers entered to the moment he found himself holding back his own orgasm, Erant couldn't seem to catch his breath or even fight back, gripping the covers as tight as he could as though Novall would arrive and tear him off the bed at a moment's notice.

"A-Ah! E-Emmers..." Erant started before moaning out and grunting with each of Emmers's slow thrusts. His body became hot and bring stroked so roughly wasn't helping him take control of himself in the slightest.

Suddenly, Emmers shook the entire bed with a fast, hard thrust, almost completely burying his cock Erant's anus with a grin and a loud grunt. "That's master to you!"

"Ah! Ahh!" Erant grunted, panting loud and hard before his arms fell limp, the pleasure becoming too much to bear.

With Emmers deep inside Erant up to the bulbous base of his cock, he slowly starts to push forward, pulling back every few minute as he strokes Erant more sensually, treating him as though he were his mate. Despite Erant's grunts and desperate half-pleas for him not to push any further, Emmers continued until he was fully lodged within Erant's insides.

"Ergh...that's it..." Emmers sighed deeply, gently slapping his scales against Erant's skin. "Now it's your turn."

"N-no, wai-!" Erant pleaded before releasing a lustful moan as Emmers gave him a rough handjob, licking his lips as he stroked the meaty, veiny cock before him.

Only a few minutes later, Erant released his load, giving himself a thick spray of his own seed, leaving a thick line from his chest to his face. He couldn't help but pant mercilessly, his insides couldn't help but clench up.

"I guess that means it's my turn now!"

Erant quickly found himself face-down with his lower half hanging off of the bed's edge, Emmers standing behind him with his hand tight on his hips. Before he could manage a call, Emmers rammed him hard from behind, slapping his scales against Erant's warm skin as Erant moaned out uncontrollably.

"Ungh!" Emmers moaned as he gave Erant's firm, toned ass a swift slap. "You're quite soft, squishy...unlike dragonesses...I think...!" Emmers thrusted deep into Erant's rear, warranting a loud cry. "I like you!"

"Ah! Ahh!" Erant whimpered as he grabbed onto Emmers's covers with a weak grip, his strength being drained away with every merciless thrust.

"Heheh, come on now, don't act like that!" Emmers prepared for his second release, picking up speed with a glowing-eyed grin. "It's not like I'm fucking your heart...yet..."

The bulb near the base of Emmers's cock started to swell up, making for extremely rough pushes and primal screams from Erant, but before too long, Emmers finished up with an overly loud grunt and moan. With Emmers's second release came a shock to Erant's mind and cry from his mouth unlike anything Emmers had ever heard before.

Lava...Emmers's second release was much hotter and much more plentiful than the first. It felt like he was a balloon being filled up with lava. The mere feeling left Erant feeling weaker than before, causing him to fall down to his knees the moment Emmers finished filling him, leaving his throbbing pucker leaking large blobs of white goop.

Emmers found a moment to look down at the mess of a human before him. He was proud of his work, but it wasn't over yet, even if Novall was close by.

"Get up, we're not done yet." Emmers's voice had become a little deeper than before, his presence was replaced with that of a truly vicious dragon. Even with Erant's weakness and shaky mind, he forced himself to stand up, and let Emmers lead him out of the room, knowing nothing good could come of whatever would happen next.

A few minutes and a flight of stairs later, Emmers pushed Erant against the wall of the furthest bathroom from the castle's front door. As Emmers thought quietly to himself, Erant managed to stand for an ample amount of time before leaning back against the wall and sliding down onto the ground from mere exhaustion, letting his mouth hanging open to pant.

Suddenly, Emmers was struck with an idea. Novall wasn't far enough away for him to knot up Erant like he wanted...but a third release wouldn't be bad for a day's work. He grabbed Erant's arms and raised them high, forcing him to grab onto a towel rack above his head.

"You're not to let go, understand?" Emmers spoke with moderate hurry. It was clear to Erant that Novall was going to be returning soon, but his mind was so shaken, he didn't know how to do anything other than obey.

Erant didn't respond, but Emmers didn't seem to care, pinning Erant to the wall before jamming his cock into the knight's mouth. He didn't waste any time to swishing his around in Erant's mouth or hold back any thrusts as he grabbed onto Erant's head, guiding him with a great grin.

"Ungh..." Emmers groaned as he let the base of his member swell up to its full size, easily boasting size enough to tear Erant apart if he wanted to. He poked the back of Erant's throat and used the tip of his glistening member to give Erant's tongue a thorough coat of their mixed fluids. He had already made it clear how good Erant felt, but he couldn't help but show it once more as he pulled away from Erant's face to give him a quick, third coat of goo, much less than the two heavy loads before it, but enough to show just how much he loved Erant's mouth.

Emmers took a second step back and Erant's head rolled over to face the bathroom's door, but even with everything that had recently happened, nothing had prepared him for what happened next.

"I take it...you've had your hands full with my children?" Novall leaned against the bathroom's door with crossed arms and interested eyes, looking to Erant then to Emmers with a solid gaze. "Or should I say mouth?"

"M-Mas-" Erant started to retch, "ter...I-"

"Hold that thought..." Emmers revealed a darker intention than before as he pointed his cock directly at Erant, only to release a stream of steamy golden into his face, but he could barely turn away. He was weak, weaker than he'd ever admit to even himself.

Novall only watched with an interested expression as her son taunted her knight with a slight chuckle.

"What, haven't you ever been marked before?"

Emmers's obscene fun lasted only a short while, but he left the knight trembling with warm piss in his mouth. With a mere "excuse me" Emmers left the bathroom, leaving Novall and Erant alone.

"Well then?" Novall took a step forward, but kept her feet clean of her son's extremely strong scent as she looked down to Erant. "You're not just going to let it sit in your mouth, are you?"

Erant looked up to Novall before closing his mouth and forcing himself to swallow before falling to his hands before Novall and rising to his knees. As Emmers's fluids churned inside him, Novall couldn't help but cringe, the last thing she expected him to do was swallow something so foul, but he was Erant, his resolve and loyalty to her was something to behold.

"You should consider yourself lucky." Novall started, continuing quickly as to not mock Erant. "If I were any farther away than I was, you and Emmers would have been stuck together for a very long time."

Erant became quiet for a very long time, trying his hardest not to throw up. Eventually, he managed a question.

"W-what does...being marked mean?"

Novall kept her arms crossed, she showed nothing more than perfect composure. "It means that you're Emmers's property now. More or less, he'll do whatever he wants to you whenever he wants."

"I...I see..." Erant continued to tremble, his naked body cold from being doused in Emmers's most pungent fluids. "What do I do?"

"Well, you can either leave this castle and find a new place to stay for a while, or you can allow me to mark you myself and become my property for the next few days. I'll warn you though...I like to play rough with my toys..." Novall grinned as she looked down to Erant with her hands firmly placed on her shapely hips.

"Master." Erant knelt down at Novall's feet with a fist on the gold-soaked floor, his answer seemed to take absolutely no thought. "I was your property since the day you defeated me. My entire being is yours, my grace."

Novall smirked, "you act like you enjoy this."

As Novall positioned herself over Erant and released herself with a powerful, steamy, golden stream, she couldn't help but feel a little touched. Despite being so brutally fucked by her son, Erant chose to stay at her side. Even dragons of such courage and loyalty were impossible to find, surely enough, Erant was one-of-a-kind, but more importantly, Novall grinned, he was hers.

Novall finished up over Erant and turned away as though nothing had happened, hiding any and all emotions aside from an intense ego boost from marking Erant.

"After I left, I had ordered you to clean the castle. I'll forgive your mistake this time, but next time, don't count on my leniency, now go get cleaned up and attend to your duties. After we've eaten, you'll report to my chambers, do you understand?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Also, I'll be throwing a party in the near future. You'll be entertaining, don't disappoint me." With that, Novall started off from the bathroom. "In the meantime...I'll need to have a nice, long talk with my kids..."

For the first time in a long while, Erant couldn't even begin to guess what would happen next, to him, or her kids. Despite everything that had happened and Novall's strange warning, Erant convinced himself to stand up regardless of the soreness in his rear. Even if he was in a little pain, he didn't have all day to shake it off; he had a thorough bath to take, a castle to clean, and a master to cook for.