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In a cave near the peak of a snow-capped mountain, the wind howled, a low, mournful sound, whipping snow around in small whirlwinds, the flakes shining silver under the light of two almost-full moons.

Another kind of howl was heard, one filled with longing and need - one coming from the throat of the creature that lived in the cave: a silver-blue, serpentine, winged naganess called Sil'thaera.

The she-dragon was circling the main chamber of her den, growling with frustration, tail flicking wildly from side to side, her eyes flickering between intelligent blue-green circles and feral slits.

She howled again, calling out for her mate, wanting him, needing him to sate the fire burning within her, but he was out hunting for food, nowhere near the den, and so she was left alone, driven half-crazy by the song of the moons.

She had to get out, she had to find... to find...

Roaring lustfully, she spread her wings, and flew from her den...

***

In the forest below, a large shape was hunting whatever night creatures could be found in this territory; moonlight glinted off white-tipped black scales, large wings, a two-horned head - the right decorated with a sapphire-jeweled ring -, and blue-grey eyes that peered through the trees.

Caldraken stalked through the undergrowth on his four paws, his tail held still behind him, intent on the small doe in front of him, almost ready to pounce - when a mournful cry from the skies above scared the deer off, and the drake froze.

He knew that at least two other dragons lived here - he'd caught their scent-markings all along this territory -, and he hadn't wanted to trespass, but he'd been so hungry, and food had been so scarce in his own area, that he'd decided to risk coming into their land.

He glanced up as the cry sounded again, and saw a shape soaring in circles above him.

He just had time to wonder if it was the resident drake or the dragoness that was flying above him, when the shape suddenly streaked down towards him...

***

Sil'thaera hadn't seen any sign of her mate, but she had_noticed the deer running away from something below her, the dash of movement enough to catch her eye, and a quick flash of desire for blood and flesh briefly overwhelmed the _other hunger burning in her... but then she saw what the deer had run from, and her territorial instincts flared as she dived down, landing in front of the strange, black dragon, her wings spread out as she rose on her coils, crest flared, teeth bared in challenge as she hissed out with her mind:

<Who are you?>

***

Caldraken gulped nervously as the dragon - his nostrils flared, catching the scent from the creature, and he corrected himself - as the dragoness demanded his name, her words almost searing her anger into his mind.

"C-Caldraken!" he blurted out, lowering his head submissively, even though he was larger than her; larger, but not longer, he noticed, peering out at her from half-closed eyes at the length of her serpentine form.

He couldn't stop looking at her - he'd never seen a dragoness like her before! The moonlight made her almost sparkle in the night, silver-blue body scales with darker blue underscales, a purple crest running from her head to the end of her long tail, webbed, clawed paws on the end of her arms - the only limbs she had, he noticed, besides her large wings... And as for her eyes! They seemed to draw his gaze in, her blue-green-on-black stare almost hypnotising...

He shuddered, wondering what she was going to do to him, and kept his head low.

***

The naganess' tail flicked from side to side as she studied the dragon before her.

Caldraken was bigger than her - but smaller than her mate -, with white-tipped black body scales, grey belly scales, and a row of bone spikes along his neck and back that ended about a third of the way down his tail.

He was actually very similar in appearance to her mate, she noticed, and for some reason this pleased her.

Sil'thaera was about to say something else to the dragon, but then the wind shifted, blowing his scent to her, and she reflexively breathed in his smell - his male, musky smell -, and the song of the moon grew louder in her ears, she felt the heat burning hotter inside her, and she threw back her head and howled, the sound echoing her desire in the air...

***

Caldraken almost bolted at the howl that the dragoness loosed, but something in her voice made him stay, some undercurrent in the sound reaching down into his core, making him feel suddenly warm, and he blushed as he realised that he'd been feeling a certain tingle under his tail for some time, a feeling that only intensified as he raised his head and found the dragoness looking right at him, with bright emotion shining in her eyes, some raw instinct that spoke to the feral part of him, and he growled - a low, amorous sound - as he felt himself swelling in his slit, as he realised that the beautiful creature before him was in heat, that she needed a male, and he took a hesitant step forward...

... Only to leap back as a copper-gold blur slammed into the ground between him and the naganess, and Caldraken found himself looking up into the cold, green eyes of a dragon far larger than himself...

***

"And just what, exactly, do you think you're doing, little drake?" Sol'laarth asked, a vaguely amused expression on his snout.

***

Sil'thaera's breath caught in her throat as she recognised her mate standing in front of her, blocking her view of the other dragon; she growled softly, heady with the smell of two males in the air, and slowly rose on her coils...

***

Caldraken was speechless for a moment, awed by the dominant presence of the larger male before him.

The bigger drake was at least two heads taller than Caldraken, with thick-plated golden belly scales and copper-hued body scales; six horns jutted from his head - the upper-left most broken in half -, and six smaller horns ringed his chin and jaw, with a single horn adorning his snout; down the length of the dragon's spine, evenly-spaced bone-stubs protruded, and his tail ended in four wicked-looking spikes.

In short, the resident drake wasn't an opponent to be taken lightly - but Caldraken didn't want to fight if he didn't have to.

"G-Gods, I was just... looking for some food," he stammered out, keeping his head lowered submissively, curling his wings around himself to try and hide the swelling between his hindlegs, "M-My name's Caldraken..."

***

Sol'laarth grinned at the drake's attempts to hide his arousal; the copper dragon had already smelled the smaller dragon's excitement, just as he'd smelled the almost overpowering scent of his naganess' heat.

His gaze flickered between the almost-full moons overhead, his mate - he'd noticed Sil'thaera's earlier growl, and wasn't surprised to see her reared up on her coils -, and this interloping drake.

He knew exactly what kind of mood she was in - a dangerous one, halfway between lust and hunger, eager for both blood and seed, her instincts blurred together...

Sol'laarth knew that he could handle her - if it had been just the two of them. But the arrival of this other dragon had changed things; Sol'laarth wasn't too sure how his mate would react, but for the moment, she seemed to be caught in some indecision; but he knew her pause wouldn't last long, judging by the way her tail was flicking and her crest was wavering...

Sol'laarth studied Caldraken - the black-scaled drake was young and fit, but although he did have a thin line-scar down his left side, he had no battle scars, no old wounds from tooth or claw, which meant that he hadn't fought for territory... or for a mate.

Sol'laarth bent his head down, inhaling the drake's scent, and blinked once in surprise, nodding to himself as his thoughts were confirmed.

This one is unmated , he thought,No wonder he's so quick to be aroused by a female... But he has no experience... This could be... interesting...

_ _

Sol'laarth was about to speak, until he sensed movement behind him.

***

Sil'thaera - her nostrils flaring, filled with the scent of two dragons, one strong and familiar, one new and strange, both of them unmistakeably male - was trembling with heat, her claws clenching and unclenching at her sides.

The slow burning in her belly had flared to a raging fire; she could feel the wet heat in her nethers, felt the swell of her slit rubbing against her coils, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure of through her.

But she wanted more, needed more...

And one of these males would give her what she needed, even if she had to take it from him by tooth and claw.

Howling, she sprang at the nearest dragon...

***

Caldraken watched in shock as the naganess sprang forward and slammed into the copper drake, surprised at the ferocity of the female's attack, almost deafened by the volume of her howl, the sound still carrying that undertone to it, making him shiver and bite back a groan.

He watched as the naganess quickly wrapped her prey in her coils, and found himself blushing as he pictured himself caught in her grip, imagining her scales rasping against his...

He blinked away the short fantasy as he heard Sol'laarth give a low growl, watched as the copper-gold male reached out with a paw, grabbed his mate's neck, and quickly rolled, taking the naganess by surprise, hearing her squeal of pain as the copper's spines dug into her, making her loosen her grip...

***

Sol'laarth took the chance and escaped from his mate's clutches, using his weight to flip her onto her back, pinning her down, holding her thrashing form under him, teasingly rubbing his bellyscales against her.

"Oh, I love it when you play rough, my sweet Sil'thaera," he whispered to her, chuckling as she only growled and snarled under him.

Grinning, Sol'laarth looked back over his shoulder at the wide-eyed black-scaled drake standing in shock behind them.

"As you can see, Sil'thaera's a bit _wild_tonight," he said, "I don't think I can satisfy her by myself... Would you care to join me in taming her, Caldraken?"

***

Caldraken's jaw dropped.

"Wh...What?" he stammered, "J-Join you...? T-Taming her?"

The black hopped nervously from paw to paw, licking his lips.

Had the copper really just asked him what he thought he'd asked?

***

Sol'laarth rumbled a laugh at the drake's surprise.

The copper - still holding down his struggling mate - moved around so that he was facing the other direction, a hindpaw pinning Sil'thaera's neck so that she couldn't bite at his belly; he grinned at the black dragon.

"Come closer, Caldraken," Sol'laarth instructed, "After all, you can't taste her if you're that far away~ Though be sure to hold her tail down - Trust me, it's rather painful to be whipped across the snout..."

---

***

Sil'thaera growled and tried to snap at the dragon holding her down, but his paw on her neck prevented her from moving her head, and the weight of him on her upper body - her paws held at her sides, her wings pinned beneath her - held her fast.

She snarled, hissing in frustration, trembling with both rage and animal lust, the scent of the copper drake only fuelling her desire...

But then her snarls turned to a low, mewling moan as she felt something warm and fleshy and wet moving around the lips of her vent...

***

Caldraken groaned softly as the taste of the naganess sent shivers down his spine, as the sweet juices spilling from her swollen, hot nethers coated his tongue, making his tastebuds tingle.

First Flame! he thought, awed, She tastes wonderful! Wild, and sweet, and... Oooh~

_ _

He growled lustfully, sending his tongue deeper into her warm depths, lapping up her honey, his tongue brushing against her inner walls that pulsed softly around his exploring flesh.

***

Sol'laarth couldn't help grinning at the sight of the other male burying his snout in his mate's vent - he remembered being young and inexperienced, overwhelmed by the joys of exploring his first mate; he'd been just as enthusiastic and eager... But at least Caldraken was holding her tail down, so he wouldn't be tailwhipped by Sil'thaera as the naganess' arousal grew...

And it sounded like she was enjoying Caldraken's tasting of her, judging by the sounds of her moans and feral growls, her gasped breaths and flushed muzzle.

Sol'laarth judged it safe to release his hold on his mate, and he couldn't help letting out a soft growl as her head darted between his hindlegs and he felt her tongue licking at his slit.

<Oh, you're such an eager 'ness, aren't you, my love?> he purred softly to her in his mind, chuckling at her replied mewl, and he allowed his hardening member to slide out into her waiting maw, letting her suckle him with a needy purr, <Don't worry, you'll get what you need soon enough...>

---

***

Caldraken couldn't help glancing up at the sound of the copper's growl, and his eyes widened as he saw what Sil'thaera was doing to her mate's rather sizeable, deep-purple-coloured dragonhood, and he felt his own shaft grow suddenly harder, swelling from its hiding place as an image suddenly flashed in his mind of the naganess doing to the same thing to him...

His tongue moved faster inside the dragoness' folds, and he opened his maw wider, bringing his jaws down around her nethers, his teeth brushing against her swollen lips as his tongue moved deeper, teasing the sensitive flesh - and the round nub of her pleasure bud -, tasting her sweet nectar that leaked from her.

"Morrre~" he couldn't help growling out, half-intoxicated by the taste of her.

***

Sol'laarth suddenly grinned as he heard his mate's moans change to a low croon, felt her squirming more insistently under him, felt her suckling on his hot, throbbing dragoncock grow stronger...

He knew that Caldraken would soon have 'more' of the naganess, and his grin only widened - Sil'thaera was a very messy, very wet female~

***

All that Sil'thaera could feel was the wonderful sensation of her inner folds being explored and filled with hot flesh that roiled and danced and teased her, that made the heat inside her bloom hotter, that made sharp bursts of pleasure shoot up her spine, her body tremble...

She let out a muffled scream of ecstasy as she climaxed, feeling her walls tighten and throb, and the flood of her 'ness cum spray from her quivering vent...

***

Caldraken almost choked at the sudden warm, wet, sweet streams that burst from the writhing naganess, but instinct took over and he kept his roving tongue inside her, trying to drink down as much of her orgasmic juices as he could, but he finally had to pull away, his eyes wide with surprised glee, licking drops of the female's love-liquids from his snout.

"D-Did_I_ just... make her do that?" he grinned, "Good gods...!"

***

Sol'laarth rumbled a laugh.

"Well done, Caldraken~ And yes, you did make her come - messy, isn't she? But I wouldn't have it any other way... Wait until she comes while you're rutting her~"

---

***

Caldraken's red spear throbbed painfully, leaking a small stream of pre, at the mention of 'rutting' the naganess.

"W-Wait... You'd let me...? You'd really let me mount her?" he asked the copper in disbelief.

***

Sol'laarth nodded.

"I told you, I can't satisfy her by myself, not in the mood she's in now..."

---

He growled softly as he felt his mate stirring underneath him - recovered from the short afterglow of her climax -, as she took his shaft in her mouth once more, eager to taste him, her tongue twining around his hard, ribbed flesh.

Sol'laarth grinned, gently thrusting into his mate's maw for a short while, before he suddenly pushed her away, flipped her around and over, so that she was facing Caldraken, and he teased the wet entrance of her vent with his throbbing member, making her mewl and whimper.

"I'll let you mount her, but not yet - I'm the Alpha here, so I claim her first," Sol'laarth told Caldraken.

The black nodded, and Sol'laarth grinned, noticing the amount of pre spilling from Caldraken's crimson, large - though not as large as the copper's own - dragonhood.

"Why don't you let her clean you up, hmm?" Sol'laarth asked as he winked one green eye; he'd seen the look of desire in Caldraken earlier as the black had watched Sil'thaera sucking on his shaft, "Don't worry, she won't bite..."

***

Caldraken blushed, but then he padded forward, pausing as Sil'thaera growled softly at him, but then she snaked her head forward under his belly, nosing at his exposed cock, before her tongue started licking at his shaft, making him moan in pleased surprise, even more so when the naganess pulled him closer so that she could wrap more of her tongue around him.

"Oooh... Th-This feelsss... Uhhhn~"

Caldraken instinctively started thrusting slowly into her maw, growling appreciatively and shivering with heat as she opened her jaws wider to take more of his thick cock in her mouth, leaking pre from his tip that she quickly lapped up, purring at his taste.

***

Sol'laarth chuckled.

"I think she likes the flavour of you, Caldraken," he smiled, "But make sure to save your seed for when you rut her~"

---

At the word 'rut', Sol'laarth swiftly pushed his throbbing dragonhood into the waiting warmth of his mate, sliding inside her slick walls in one thrust, groaning at the tightness of her flesh.

"Grrrr... I forgot how... hrssss... tight she is after she's come," he panted, holding still for a moment, savouring the feel of his dragoncock stretching her vent's passage, enjoying the muffled sounds of pleasure she was making, the trembling of her serpentine form under him.

And then he rested his forepaws on her back, braced his hindlegs, and started thrusting into her with long, lazy movements...

***

Caldraken almost squealed as he felt Sil'thaera's maw close on his spear - no doubt a reaction of her mate thrusting into her -, her teeth grazing against his shaft, but then she relaxed, moaning soft sounds and breathing hot breath over his member.

Gods, but this feels so good ~!

_ _

He growled and groaned, his hips bucking slightly as he felt his cock twitch and throb, streams of hot pre pouring from his spear, the tongue of the naganess swiftly moving to lap the mess up...

***

Sil'thaera mewled and shivered, her mind half-blank with feral lust.

All she could feel was the large male rutting her from behind, claiming her, filling her with his hot meat, her inner flesh stretched tightly around him, her juices flowing from her; all she could taste was the salty tang of the other male in her maw as she licked and suckled at his spear.

She wanted more~

She could feel the fire flaring up in her again, and she tried to hold back the flood, but the sensation was too intense, too good, the pleasure flashing through her...

***

Sol'laarth gritted his teeth, staying inside his mate as she came again, riding through her orgasm with powerful thrusts, feeling his shaft and underscales splashed by her wet heat, her musky fluids dripping from her quivering folds as he pulled out of her, his cock throbbing and leaking copious amounts of pre, but he'd managed to hold back his own climax.

Still, he'd need a few minutes to prepare himself...

"Caldraken, mount her, but don't spill your seed inside her," he instructed the drake, "Not yet... She's almost tamed, but she still needs another release, I think..."

---

***

Caldraken nodded, his mind almost on fire with thought of finally being able to rut a female, and he pulled away from Sil'thaera - the naganess let out a soft mewl, which soon changed to a startled hiss as Caldraken pulled her toward him as he sat back on his haunches, supporting himself with his tail.

He brought his maw to hers with a hungry hiss, and he groaned as she responded to the kiss with wild need, pressing herself against him, and he picked up her lower half in his paws, rubbing his hot spear against her swollen nethers, moaning as her hot juices slicked his shaft...

And then he was inside her, his cock surrounded by tight, wet, pulsing flesh, and he almost came then and there, but he controlled himself, panting with the effort, feeling the swelling of his knot pressing against her lips as he thrust into her, slowly teasing into her depths.

"Grrrruuu..." he moaned, his tongue hanging from his lips, eyes half-shut with ecstasy.

He heard her make that odd croon again, felt her inner folds pulsing around his shaft, and he knew that the naganess was close, so he thrust faster into her, holding her down while his teeth scraped along her neck, biting gently on her throat, and was rewarded with the feral sound of her scream of passion, the shuddering of her body, and the hot spray of her 'ness cum splashing against his crotch.

He stayed still, moaning as he held back his own climax, pulling out of her, his aching cock streaming pre that slicked his shaft...

***

Sol'laarth watched as Caldraken pleasured his mate, the sound of her wild howl making him shiver with lust; he was pleased to see that the black hadn't come, and he grinned, impressed, knowing how hard it was to not climax when rutting such a feral, beautiful creature as his mate.

He padded forward, gently taking Sil'thaera - whose eyes were closed, her sides shaking as she panted for breath - from the black drake.

***

Caldraken watched Sol'laarth gently handle his mate, who appeared to be unconscious.

"I-Is she...?"

***

Sol'laarth nuzzled the naganess, smiling to himself - the black didn't have to be worried about her.

In fact, if he was right, she'd be waking up right about...

***

Sil'thaera - feeling woozy and warm - blinked her _round_eyes, seeing the copper-scaled face of her mate in her vision.

<S-Sssol'laarrrth?> she slurred, and then felt a presence behind her, turned to see a black-scaled drake, remembering a name, <Caldrrraken?>

She shuddered, feeling a heat in her belly, the wetness under her tail.

<Oooh, godssss... S-Sssol, C-Cal,> she moaned, recognising the signs of her heat, still feeling the feral urges, <I n-need yooouuuu~>

She squeezed her eyes shut, moaning, her tail thrashing, claws digging into the dirt under her.

***

"Then you shall have us, my sweet Sil," Sol'laarth told her, glancing meaningfully at Caldraken.

The copper dragon pulled the naganess closer to him, rolling onto his back, holding the female on his belly, nuzzling her snout and nibbling her neck while his forepaws moved down, gently picking her up and slowly lowering her onto his throbbing dragonhood, feeling his large knot pressing against her pleasure bud.

He thrust into her a few times, hearing her moan in pleasure, feeling the wet heat of her juices slicking his shaft.

<Raise your tail for me, my love,> he whispered into her mind, and she did, coiling her tail along her back, showing her glistening, cock-filled slit to Caldraken, who was standing wide-eyed and panting with need, watching the two dragons.

Sol'laarth smiled at the black-dragon as he gently pulled the lips of Sil'thaera's vent further apart.

<Now you can spill your seed inside her, Caldraken,> he said, <Rut her with me, fill her with me, flood her with me, as we both make her scream in ecstasy and claim her... Follow your instincts, Caldraken!>

---

Caldraken didn't need telling twice.

With a feral growl, he moved atop Sil'thaera, and slowly pushed his throbbing dragonhood into her wet folds, alongside the shaft of her mate, groaning at the even tighter fit.

Sil'thaera mewled and whimpered, feeling her walls stretched and filled by the cocks of two males at once, their ridges scraping along her insides as they gently started thrusting into her, alternating their movements with rhythmic timing.

<Ooohuuauu~! F-F-Firrresss, yesss!> she moaned, <F-Fill me, oohhuururuu~!>

Sol'laarth growled, feeling both the wet tightness of his mate's folds clenching around his dragoncock, but also feeling the heat and ridges of Caldraken's cock moving against his own.

Cal'draken moaned, instinctively biting down and clawing at the writhing naganess under him, thrusting faster into her, feeling the pleasure building to almost unbearable levels at the fleshy heat against his spear, from both her pulsing passage and from Sol'laarth's throbbing hardness.

Sil'thaera could feel the onset of her climax fast approaching; she wasn't going to last much longer, the fire blazing inside her...

<Oh, yesss, yesss, morrre! Fasssterrr, harrrderrr! Pleassse, flood me, make me ssswell! Oh-gods-too-good-too-much--!!>

Sol'laarth grunted; there was one more thing he could do to please all of them.

He gave a special, low belly-rumble, the sound too low-pitched to be heard... but it could be felt, as the rumblings vibrated through his thrusting member - he grinned as he heard both Sil'thaera and Caldraken gasp as they felt the vibrations spreading to them -, and he reached up with his hindlegs, grabbing and pulling down Caldraken's hips, the movement pushing the black's crimson spear - shaft and knot - all the way into Sil'thaera's vent, and the copper gave one final thrust of his own purple dragonhood, shoving his large knot into her, locking both males inside the female.

All three dragons howled, growled and snarled as they climaxed at the same time - Sil'thaera squirting her hot 'ness cum from her quivering vent, while Sol'laarth's and Cal'draken's throbbing dragoncocks bucked and pulsed inside her depths, each of them jetting hot streams of their seed into her waiting womb, litres of liquid heat filling her, making her belly swell and grow as they flooded her...

Sol'laarth lovingly nuzzled his worn-out mate, who lay, collapsed with exhaustion, her belly large and round, on top of him, her eyes closed and gentle, purring snores sounding from her, and he grinned at Caldraken, lying on top of the naganess, panting, his muzzle flushed.

<You know, Caldraken,> the copper mused, <There are still three nights of full moons ahead...>

---

Caldraken just grinned back, catching the copper's meaning, and nodded.

Three more nights of this to look forward to, he mused.

Murrrr~!

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(Fin. Written by Sil'thaera, 16/08/2013)

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