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The rumble of a sleeping dragoness stirs me awake to the beginning of another day. I groan as I shift my body, legs gently caressing Calin's scaly hind legs while I lay wrapped in her warm embrace. My member, now limp, still resides inside Calin's velvety sex with a hardened pool of our mating fluids on both our hips. Tingles and remnants of the lust we shared till we collapsed in the moonlight still linger on my mind, rekindling the passion we gave to one another.

Calin's wing rests over my form, diluting the morning sun as it hits my naked body. I do not feel one bit chilled as the dragoness beside me keeps me warm with her natural body heat. The sounds and smells of the forest seep inside cracks and crevices too small for Calin's wing to cover. Being this close to my mate ignites my passion of lust all over while her scent drifts up to my nose, a smell of candy cane and cinnamon.

My breathing is calm as I slowly wake up. I weakly thrust my hips in my lust induced sleep; Calin eliciting small grunts while my cock rapidly stiffens, parting her sex and comfortable walls. I tighten my grip around her gravid and scaly waist, pulling out further before thrusting my erect cock back into Calin's abused folds. The wet sounds of mating permeate the forest once more as I gradually emerge from my sleep, eagerly continuing to thrust deep into my mate's sex even after I realize what I am doing.

I sloppily access my pool of energy and guard my legs against her rough scales while still thrusting whole heartedly into her vent. My vigorous movements crack up the dried fluids from last night as they begin to rub against Calin's sore clitoris. I bring my left leg higher up against my chest, pressing against Calin's hind leg to obtain a better angle of penetration. My gaze roams down her form and to her swollen stomach, smiling as I remember the wonderful time we had last night.

Calin shivers from the painful pleasure received from our dried fluids but does not wake. I keep my steady pace while my erect member expands and pulls on Calin's abused walls. Most of my cum from last night has been digested by her stomach, but a small amount seeps back into her passage, reducing the friction and rough pleasure from the dried fluids. I bring my right leg forward, slowing down in my thrusts as I position it atop of her left hind leg.

I pull back, just leaving my cock head nestled within Calin's sex before slamming forward again, causing her to jerk awake and shift the eggs nestled inside of her distended stomach. A huff of warm air caresses my back while I rest the top of my head against her chest, still thrusting into my mate's folds. The pleasure rises slowly, just waking up from a nice sleep.

Calin shuffles her wings before repositioning them back, exposing me partially to the warm sun. She moves her forelegs around into a more comfortable position before flicking her tail. "Don't stop." She says. Her voice does not scare me as I had expected her to wake up when I thrust into her with extra force.

"I wouldn't dream of it." I reply, breathe quickly becoming labored since my enhanced endurance had worn away over night.

Calin, seeing me tiring out rather quickly in the awkward position we are in, helps in the only way she can. With a lustful smile, she clenches her powerful vaginal muscles, making me yelp and thrust forward harder, rattling her swollen stomach, causing our eggs to shift around. Calin grunts at the exquisite feeling, only to contract her abominable muscles again harder to try and get me closer to my climax. Seeing me rapidly coming to my orgasm, Calin squeezes her powerful walls again for a prolonged period of time.

The pleasure wells up fast, the pressure in my loins skyrocketing as Calin's vent begins to pulse and contract faintly. Wanting to climax at the same time, I take control of my energy again and halt my pleasure while slightly increasing my endurance. Calin senses what I want to do and bucks her hips forward, slamming my cock deep within her vent but not enough to enter her cervix.

As the minutes roll by, Calin's inner muscles start to twitch and quiver frantically as she the pressure within her loins quickly builds up. Raising my head, I extend my neck awkwardly while still thrusting into Calin. She notices my movement and curls her neck to meet my lips in a passionate kiss. The pleasure now boils within me, making my cock jump and spurt pre-cum lazily. Calin clenches her vaginal muscles again and we both cry out as we climax at the same time.

Calin's roar shakes a few trees but no fire comes out. Her vent spasms and contracts uncontrollably while juices spray out between our hips as my member gushes a few pints of sperm into her rippling passage. The afterglow is stronger than normal as we lay in each other's embrace under the warm morning sun. Calin purrs, scales vibrating while curling up tighter as my shaft steadily retracts out of her vent with some of my semen following out.

We lay there, content, happy as I adjust my form to bring my legs higher up to my chest, removing my member from her recently used sex. While hunger claws at my stomach, I do not let go of my mate, content to lie beside her and enjoy her warmth and company. Calin hears my stomach growl in need of food and begins to un-wrap her wings and legs from me. I growl in discomfort, not wanting this moment to end, but comply and move to stand up, brushing off loose leaves and grass before walking over to get my clothes.

Calin carefully stands up, the eggs in her stomach shifting with every movement. Once on all fours, she shakes her wings and head, dispelling the sleep from her mind while padding towards me as I gather my clothes. "That was fun," Calin says soothingly. "What now?" she asks, rubbing herself up against me as I turn around while she settles her wings comfortably on her back.

I look at her body, noticing how dirty her scales have gotten in our lustful passion of mating last night, dulling their shine and brilliance. Getting an idea, I share it with her. "There is a waterfall not far from here. Why don't you follow me so I can clean you up?" I answer, not putting my clothes on as I could use a bath myself. Calin nods her head, accepting the idea as she follows me deeper into the forest.

The walk to the waterfall does not take more than twenty five minutes as the rumbling gets progressively louder. When we arrive, Calin marvels at the beauty and wonder of it, the calm nature with the occasional call of an animal and the spray of mist from the waterfall. Chuckling, I tell her that Quin Shun is teaching me to respect nature, to know that all things are alive in one way or another. My meditation teaches me how to calm myself, to explore what mankind has ignored for thousands of years, for what the Indians originally praised.

After I finish my explanation, I continue walking towards the small lake in front of the waterfall with Calin following behind me. I place my robes on a nearby rock and take a running start into the shoreline before jumping into the lake, the wind rushing over my bare form feeling nice in the morning sun. I resurface a few seconds later halfway to the center of the lake, hair matted against my head and a smile on my face. Calin sees my enthusiastic personality and chuckles, padding forwards to join me in the lake.

I do not need to help her as she wades into the water, slithering forward like a snake in one fluid motion, dipping down beneath the surface. I stare as the water wraps around her scales, the red, orange, maroon, silver, and blue shimmering under the surface like a rainbow. My attention is so riveted to one spot that I do not notice her silently swimming around me. Calin surprises me by coiling her tail gently around my flaccid member that is bobbing beneath the water, tugging on it to get my attention.

I grunt and half turn around but Calin stops me by wrapping her wings and forelegs around my chest, hugging me close against her scaly chest. I quickly tense up before relaxing within her grasp, sighing in content as I feel her soft, smooth scales rub up against my back, protected by the energy I used on them when I felt her embrace me. We just float in the middle of the lake, sharing one another's love and companionship while dimly listening to the roar of the waterfall only a few dozen feet away.

Opening my eyes which I did not realize I had closed, I move my arms, seeking to be free. Calin gives me a quizzical look as she releases me and my member but purrs when I turn around and start messaging her shoulders as well as cleaning her scales, the vibration causing the water to ripple around her. She lowers her head and I open my mouth as we share a passionate kiss. Calin uses her wings and tail to balance herself within the lake, the weight of her eggs no doubt making it slightly difficult.

After we break apart, I ask her to roll onto her back in which she does so carefully, spreading her wings and using her tail as a rudder, eggs shifting inside of her swollen stomach. I paddle forward until I am atop her chest in front of her gravid stomach. I lower myself down onto her smooth scales, softened by the flow of water but still pebbly. I bring both my hands forward to caress her chest, cleaning it of any dirt and debris before moving down her body and repeating the process with her swollen stomach and in between her legs.

When I reach her sex which is still slightly puffy from our earlier activities, I dive under, flicking my tongue briefly across her hidden clitoris before surfacing again. Calin shivers at the sudden pleasure, thrashing her tail back and forth in eagerness, stirring up the water. Smiling, I use my energy in some way to hopefully breathe underwater. Taking a calm breathe, I dive back down, grabbing firmly onto her muscular thighs and extend my tongue to lick her clit again, making Calin buck her hips and disturb the water again.

I pull myself forward, maintaining close contact with Calin's rear-end while lavishing her clitoris with well practiced licks. Being assaulted constantly makes her clitoris emerge into the cool water as Calin hisses and grunts with her muzzle and some of her neck above the surface. Thinking to bring her further pleasure, I remover my right hand and plunge two fingers into her sex, spreading them open while moving my left hand to continue my attentions to her clitoris. The air in my lungs meanwhile runs out and I take a breath, finding that the spell I set on myself works as I take a calm breath.

The contact makes Calin buck her hips again, her loins convulsing as an orgasm steadily builds. The warmth of her walls combating the cool water throws Calin's mind into a frenzy of pleasure as I add a third and forth finger with the first two. The unique pressure from my attention on her clitoris and within her vent sends her into a world of bliss, making her splash her wings in the water while churning it with her tail.

In one smooth motion, I retract my fingers from Calin's vent before clenching them into a fist and thrusting it back into her sex. Her folds expand wide to accommodate my fist, vaginal fluids seeping past my arm to be swept up by the slow current created by the waterfall. Calin roars loudly, surprised by the intrusion but welcoming it nevertheless as the pressure in her loins increase dramatically, leaving her panting while lying on her back in the water.

Calin's frills are all pressed against her back and teeth bared shut while I slowly set up a good pace within her vent. Her pelvic muscles clench frantically, moving the eggs around in her swollen stomach as the pressure within her loins becomes too much. With another thunderous roar, her sex clamps down on my arm and fist, trying to milk it of something that is not present. Her walls constrict the blood within my arm, making me slow my thrusts until I can barely move anymore while I move my left hand to re-attain my hold on her thigh. A surplus of vaginal juices gushes past my arm to flow into the lake, surrounding me with her sweet aroma of cinnamon and candy cane.

A few minutes pass before her climax abates, Calin panting in the afterglow of such an exquisite orgasm under water. I slowly pull my arm out, her walls pulsating and rippling in time with her heartbeat. With a soundless exit, I continue cleaning her body of any dirt and grime gained by last night's foray. I materialize a rough sponge and some soap to help with the cleaning. Calin relishes the feel of my skin against her rough scales, the heat generated by her body not at all affected by the temperature of the water.

After I have cleaned her back, carefully scrubbed her wing joints with a less abrasive sponge and polished her tail, we both exit the lake to dry off. Before Calin can dry herself, I let her know I want to try to do it myself. She seems a little apprehensive, but agrees, knowing that I will not hurt her in any way. Standing a foot or two back from her while she faces me; I close my eyes and gather my concentration and focus. I reach deep within myself to bring forth my energy, feeling it respond to my touch readily and willingly.

Opening my eyes, I raise my right hand, pointing it at Calin before whispering a few words or warmth. The power leaves my body, flowing out of my chest and down my arm before traveling straight towards Calin. I ignore any and all distractions around me, the crashing sound of the waterfall and the diminished calls of the forest animals. Calin glances around her body, feeling a soothing blanket envelope her, evaporating the water right off of her scales. I continue this for about two minutes until I lose concentration, my arm falling to my side while I stand gasping for air.

Calin looks back at me but does not worry as she knows I can handle it. Seeing how she is now dry, she comes over to me to return the favor with her gravid stomach beneath her. Just like a few weeks ago, she lowers her head and breathes a steady breath of warm air towards me. I stiffen, not expecting the flow of hot air but gradually relax when I spot that Calin is helping me dry off as well. I regain my breath as Calin dries me off, tail swishing behind her with the waterfall ever present in the background.

After Calin has dried me off, I embrace her, feeling her rough scales with roaming hands around her wing joints. Calin purrs, curling her neck around me back and extends her wings to embrace me, covering me in a world all of my own. We hug for a while, just relishing in each other's company. No words are needed as I reach my mind out to hers; wrapping my consciousness around all that she is, feeling the love and affection she has for me.

That is what we feel for one another, absolute love and true devoted passion. Our walk back to the cabin is peaceful, serene. After I get back into my robes, Calin tells me more about dragons, how long they live, some lore and some facts about mating. The information is not all that different than what I had imagined it to be; two dragons fall in love, the dragoness nips her soon-to-be mate's tail. If he accepts her advance he turns and bits down softly on the base of her neck near the shoulder.

They then begin courting, circling each other as their passions grow, becoming palpable in the air. With a lustful kiss, they rise into the air and join together at the hips, the dragoness's orgasm linked with her mates so only when he releases can she climax. Their wings beat in time so neither overlaps one another, perfectly synchronized in a dance of love and trust. The normal clutch size for a dragon is around 3-6, and that is for a young adult. Calin is a mature adult, and can have anywhere from 7-13 eggs in a single clutch.

The week flies by with Calin at my side, neither of us letting the other out of our sight. As Calin's stomach grows, so does my lust for her, mating twice a day, if not more. The feel of her eggs within her stomach sends my mind into pure joy, to know that someday, I could possibly sire hatchlings with Calin, my mate. I hold off on speeding up their growth, wanting to spend as much time as I can mating with her, touching and feeling the eggs she carries, the eggs that she is carrying for me.

Her vent is as tight as ever, pulsing, rippling and contracting around my member every time we mate. Sometimes I change my cock into a draconic member, multiplying the sensations I feel a thousand fold. The bond we share only grows, every time we connect our minds, we can feel each other's heartbeats, share in each other's pleasures so that our release is that much more special. Every so often I bring her down to the waterfall and lake so I can wash her scales which more often than not changes into a lustful bout of mating under water. The feeling is unique, especially for Calin as her body temperature conflicts with the cool water.

Quin Shun is nowhere to be seen, having possibly went off somewhere until my week is up. I have grown fond of him and his ways of teaching, he reminds me of Bruce Lee and every person who gains training from a wise master. Because of Quin Shun, I can do many more things than I could when I first became a Protector. My control over my energy has increased, although I still need much more practice. My combat skills have also improved, it all feel so natural to me, but Quin Shun sure puts me through rough training with those earth dummies.

Near the end of the week is when I decide to fast-forward the growth of our eggs. Calin said that she will go into labor within half a week after, the laying process taking about six hours, give or take. She also warned me that there could be some complications should I lose concentration. I was hesitant to continue after that but Calin said she had complete trust in me, trust gained over our time we have spent together, of knowing each other and sharing in deep carnal pleasures. Calin said some complications could include oversized eggs, cracked eggs, protruding shell lumps, harder shell casing and or fragile eggs, none which seemed particular favorable.

Gathering some much needed courage, I lead Calin to the middle of the room inside my Cabin. I tell her to lay on her back with all her limps relaxed. Calin smiles, frills partially raised as I know she has my trust. She extends her left wing but keeps her right wing against her body so I can get to her swollen stomach without tearing the delicate fabric. It has surely grown bigger but not by much over the course of the week. I would say she looks to be 2-4 months pregnant if she were a human. Calin's tail lazily moves back and forth across the wooden floor, in which I had placed a spell to protect it against her hard scales.

With her forelegs resting on her chest and her hind legs on the floor, I sit cross legged in front of Calin. Her stomach is imposing this close up, but it is not like I have been like this before when we have mated intensely over the week. Calin gives an encouraging smile to me, curling her neck so she can watch me as I calmly place both my hands onto her swollen stomach. The small bumps created by the nine eggs in her egg chamber are pleasant to touch, surrounded by hard scales that can deflect most projectiles.

There are small breaks between her scales caused by the nine eggs within her stomach enabling me to see her soft vulnerable pink skin beneath. I move my hands around her stomach a few times, running them teasingly over the dimples in her scales created by the eggs. Calin thrums with happiness, her tail flicking eagerly from side to side remaining calm with steady breaths. In preparation, I move my hands together thumb to thumb with my fingers splayed wide before closing my eyes.

I take long deep breathes, clearing my mind of any and all distractions. The whisper of the wind outside, the faint creak of tree limps in the wind and the chatter of the forest animals are pushed away as I bury deep within my mind to the familiar place where my energy resides. I confidently lay a single hand against it, pressing my full palm onto it as it slowly seeps into my body. My breathing increases, chest swelling out with each deep lungful of air I take. Calin stills her tail, knowing I will need total concentration to do this.

I open my eyes, determination seen within them as I speak a few words in an ancient language that automatically comes to me. "Voola, Miso, Raud, Okerm, Cresco." Nothing seems to happen for a few seconds before Calin grunts, stomach noticeably swelling a few inches before stopping. With wide eyes, I quickly regain focus and push more of my energy into the spell. Calin tenses up; wing's fluttering lightly at the unusual sensation of our eggs growing rapidly within her while her stomach begins to swell again. I can't pay attention, solely concentrating on increasing the growth of the eggs until the end of their gestation period of three months.

Calin scrunches her eyes and bares her teeth; tail wiggling as she squirms after feeling the eggs shift around uneasily within her egg chamber. Her stomach gradually expands, the nine eggs steadily growing bigger and bigger as time goes on. My concentration does not waver or break, intently focusing my energy on helping the eggs grow while Calin struggles to control her erratic movements. The soft malleable skin lining her egg chamber stretches with the growth of our eggs while she clenches her forepaws to keep herself from moving too much.

Calin's left wing pulls up against her body before snapping out again while her right wing trembles by her side, the sound lost to me as I continue the spell, hands moving with the growth and expansion of her stomach. The cracks in between her scales become more pronounced until her pink skin underneath becomes taut with pressure as do the bulges that signify the position of the nine eggs while her muscles strain to contain the clutch. She tries to control her breathing, chest billowing in and out shakily while the pressure in her egg chamber starts to become uncomfortable.

Thankfully the eggs finish their growth and the spell stops as I take an exhausted breathe, seems like that spell took more out of me than I had originally thought, Calin heaving in gratitude now that the process is over. After gathering my breath, I stand up, moving over to Calin's head which is lying on the wooded floor. She turns her head to look up at me, eyes shining in nothing but pure dedication to me. I smile at her, extending my left arm to lightly caress her jaw line and guide it to my mouth. Calin moves with the motion of my hand, gladly accepting the kiss, even putting more force behind it than usual. Our minds meld together, letting us feel out emotions for each other while our tongues wrestle for dominance.

As we break apart, I glance back at her now largely swollen stomach packed tight with nine eggs. I chuckle slightly, left hand resting on her neck scales which contract and tense as she looks at me curiously, ear frills partially extended. "I wonder how you're going to handle this. I can expect you won't be moving nearly as much as before." I say, admiring the arch of her stomach, the faint lines of veins webbing beneath her scales and the gently rise and fall of Calin's calm breathing.

Calin tilts her head, snorting in mock disdain before nuzzling the back of my head, causing me to lean forward dangerously. "You will be helping me lay my eggs, wont you?" She replies, looking at me with lust filled eyes. "And I can still move, just not as fast. I would not like being kept here all the time until my time comes, I would not like to ruin you cabin because of this. I still have a desire to relax in the sun though; it feels nice on my scales."

I recover from Calin's insistent nudge quickly, turning around to lay a firm hand on her snout, the pebbly texture of her scales rubbing against my smooth skin. "Of course I will Calin, we will have plenty of fun," I respond, smirking at the hidden meaning which she most likely gets. "And you don't have to worry about my cabin; I can always clean it, not like there is anything to do here other than train. I can always bring you to the waterfall if you want to sunbath; there is a nice big rock that absorbs a lot of the sun's heat in the morning." I reply, leaning forward to hug her while she is still on her back.

Calin moves her forelegs to wrap around my back, purring as she distractedly feels our enlarged eggs settle within her egg chamber. Right now they are not imposing on her ability to move freely, but once she moves to try and stand up, it might as well be trying to get up with only one leg. For now, she just lies on her back while I hug her with all my soul. Neither of us wants to break the hold but a particular discomforting shift from one of our eggs sends a small strike of pain through Calin's abdomen.

She yelps, cringing and curling her body onto itself as she tries to escape the discomfort while her frills retract against her body, jostling me within her grasp while her claw tips draw a few faint lines of blood on my back. I ignore the pain and back away quickly, immediately looking at Calin's largely swollen stomach to try and see what is causing her discomfort.

"Calin! What's wrong? Are...Are the eggs coming already?" I ask frantically, hurriedly moving down to carefully press my hands onto her shifting stomach, running them over the various bumps of the eggs to ascertain which one moved while Calin has her hind legs drawn partially up against her body, tail curled instinctively. Her fore-claws are clenched up tight, threatening to penetrate her own tough hide.

She does not respond right away as she curls her neck close to her chest, waiting for the pain to go away. I extend my mind into her egg chamber to see if I can find what is wrong, to find what could be causing my mate pain. "It...Its nothing." She growls, slowly but gradually relaxing her muscles, allowing her hind legs to drop to the floor and neck to uncurl to rest on the floor as well. Her wings flutter weakly before dropping to her sides, left wing partially outstretched and right wing up against her body with her tail thumping occasionally behind her.

"It can't be nothing if it is causing you pain. Please tell me Cyalina so I can help you." I cry out desperately, using her full name, tears threatening to spill forth as she swishes her tail weakly across the floor boards. I do not want to lose my mate like this, not when she is so close to laying our eggs, only for sometime after when I could be siring live dragon hatchlings to look after.

Calin turns her head to look at me, a prideful smile on her face. "It is nothing Colby," She says with a soft whine, trying to console me. "One of our eggs just shifted a bit and caused me some discomfort. It is nothing you have to worry about my mate." She says, leaning her body to the right to lay on her right side.

Seeing this, I back up a step or two, watching Calin grunt as a few more eggs shift visibly under her well armored hide, creating noticeable bumps where they move. I tense up, worried another egg could cause her pain any second, but nothing happens as she roll onto her side, large gravid stomach swaying with the movement before extending a wing, inviting me to come near here. I hesitantly move forward, carefully watching her stomach to see if anything else happens, but Calin just chuckles deep within her throat, and lightly flaps her wing impatiently.

She finally connects her mind with mine, sending me raw emotion to promise me nothing will happen, and that our eggs will be fine. Heaving a sigh, I crawl forward, positioning myself so that I lie on my left side before Calin brings her left wing down over me, encasing me in a world of dimmed colors. Underneath, I can see Calin's chest expanding and contracting with each of her calm breathes. Her large gravid stomach which houses nine eggs rests near my legs, looking so big as to appear to be 9-11 months pregnant.

Sensing my relaxed nature, Calin starts to hum a soothing tune which vibrates her scales and rattles her eggs. The odd mixture of sounds soon lulls me to sleep within Calin's secure grasp within my cabin. Knowing that my mate is next to me fills me with love and peace, peace that soon our eggs will meet the new world even though they are infertile, that soon, I will have the chance to sire eggs that are fertile and contain draconic hatchlings which Calin and I will raise with love and care.

Over the next few days, I keep a constant watchful eye over the progress of Calin's stomach, not that there was anything to watch, it is just I was fearful an egg would shift, causing her discomfort or pain. I could not watch my mate squirm in agony for even a few seconds, it is unbearable to me. She kept reassuring me it was just the eggs settling down after having been enlarged so quickly over a short period of time. While that did prove to sooth my anguish for the most part, it did not stop me from keeping my mind connected with hers twenty/four seven, even if the concentration gave me headaches in the morning.

There is only two days left to my vacation away from Quin Shun, and I was starting to worry whether or not Calin would lay our eggs in time. She did say either of us could use our energy to put her into induced labor, but I wanted it to come naturally, not forced, even if the eggs are unfertile. I would shove off my duties as a Protector to spend the rest of my days with Calin, with just my mate, living side by side, creating hundreds of healthy little dragon hatchlings, having endless hours of lust filled mating and passion.

We went to the lake as often as we could, as the buoyancy created by the water decreased the strain on her abdomen, letting her get some rest on the shoreline instead of having to be careful on how she laid down or walked. I could see the uncertainness in her eyes even when she hid it from me. I knew she wanted to appear strong, but I knew the situation was starting to wear on her as well, so I kept her happy and content whenever I could. I gently messaged her muscles, paying special attention to her abdomen and near the base of her tail.

Sometimes I would venture further down; giving Calin some sexual relief I no doubt knew she had while I would resist giving myself release as I knew I would need it in the end. She lavished my attentions where we would float in the lake, embracing each other until I got too pruned or cold to stand it. She knew I had limits and even suggested to make it so I could last longer within water, but I refused, I would not have my mate exhaust herself for me over such a simple matter. I lived and breathed to take care of Calin, my mate, not the other way around.

At night when the stars came out, I would assist Calin in rolling onto her back very carefully; as this was the most comfortable position she could be in when not relaxing in the lake near the waterfall. I would sit right next to her, arms tucked up against her for warmth and comfort, just the feeling of her against me got me excited. We would look up at the night sky, observing the stars, pointing out shapes and figures we found, sometimes a constellation, other times not. The joy that filled my heart when I was with Calin; I could live a thousand life times and not care about what else happened as long as I was with her.

As the hours slowly whittled away, night turning into day, and day into evening, I told Calin about me, about humans. She was interested in our customs, our history and the technology we had. It was foreign to her to say the least, as it was when she gave me knowledge on how dragons mate. The longer we were together, the more we understood of each other, the deeper the passion we shared in our hearts, connecting two minds, connecting two souls.

The night before the last day arrived where I would have to let Calin go if she did not lay our eggs it rained, and it rained hard. We were in the forest in a deep discussion over dragon heritage and human lineage, which was quite exciting for me when a loud clap of thunder startled us and then promptly began raining a few seconds after. We ran for my cabin, but I could not leave Calin behind, waddling in mild discomfort from the precious package she carried, so I went back and used my energy to create an invisible umbrella over our heads until we made it to my cabin.

The strain got to me after awhile as it happens every time I try something new, but Calin helped me coup while the thunderstorm raged outside for what seemed like forever. I moved Calin to my bedroom and dried her off, the process substantially easier this time than the first time, gained by much practice. So we sat, Calin lying on my bed with me beside he, cuddled up together, sharing each other's warmth. I of course had gotten wet in the brief panic when the rain started but I had dried myself under the invisible umbrella I made, making me slightly more exhausted than I originally let on.

As night wore on, Calin grew tired and eventually fell asleep, having it fall on me to watch over her, not that anything bad would happen, it just made me safe to think that she is guarded by someone who loves and cares for her well being. The occasional rumble of thunder and flash of lightning made Calin twitch, causing me to look at her every time, fearing one of our eggs could move and abruptly wake her up in a fit of pain. My fears were lost as she soon fell into a somewhat restful slumber, in which I followed soon after.

Morning revealed damp trees and muddy ground with low hanging clouds, the thunderstorm having run its course and dissipated an hour or two after midnight. Both Calin and I were still asleep, neither of us wanting to move from each other's grasp while I lay close to her, caressing my right hand lovingly around her swollen stomach. Small, indecisive ripples could be seen beneath her hard scales, her muscle pulsing to every beat of her heart.

Eventually, I got up, letting out a dragon sized yawn while stretching my hands into the air over my head and cracking some joints. The action jarred Calin slightly in her sleep, but did not arouse her. Scratching my stomach as I had slept with nothing but my pants robe on, the humidity being mild from the thunderstorm, I carefully remove myself from the bed and head into the kitchen. I remember Calin telling me she does not necessarily have to eat, but I thought if she was going to soon lay a clutch of nine eggs, then it might be a good idea for her to eat some meat to gather her energy up.

I opened the fridge to see if I had any meat, but practically smacked myself in the forward when I remembered I barely used this cabin since I almost finished building it some time ago. Sighing in defeat, I closed the fridge door and went to one of the counters along the eastern wall of the cabin. I had materialized a few things since becoming a Protector and starting my training, but my cabin was far from finished. I focused my mind on what I want, nice, pure, steak.

It soon materialized on the counter where I was staring, the scent no doubt traveling to my bedroom in which I had summoned a door, but the smell would not be deterred. The meat left blood stains on the counter, no doubt I could clean it up later. With quick hands, I materialized some spices and created a low flame above it, being careful not to burn my house down. I worked fast and efficiently, soon making three, 36 oz. steaks to fill Calin's appetite and give her energy for her laying.

It could come at any time now, it had been about half a week but Calin had yet to show signs of distress or any increased discomfort from usual to tell me that she was going to lay our eggs soon. It worried me to know I might miss her laying because I had to make her vanish until I got some more time to spend with her. When I materialized her after so many weeks, she had come slightly gravid, a month and a week to be precise, but now she was no doubt three months, if not more, but I kept calm, for the most part.

Like I thought, the smell of steak had Calin up and padding slowly and carefully into the mixed kitchen and living room. When she spotted the three steaks I had for ready, her maw started to salivate as her frills rose, enticed by the lovely scents wafting from the steaks. With a happy smile, I motioned to the red cuts of meat, saying that they were hers, that if she was going to lay our eggs anytime soon, that she should eat to have the energy to lay nine eggs over six or more hours.

Calin quickly smothered me with her love, pushing me to the ground, apologizing in which I laughed, and then dove into my mind, melding her emotions with mine while closing her eyes and purring her love. Our mouths came together to share a passionate kiss, deep and meaningful. I closed my eyes as well, wrapping my arms tightly around her neck as our kiss lengthened; feeling her nervousness as she also had some doubts as to when she would lay. All our fears were set at rest later that day.

After some time, I managed to get Calin off of me after sharing in her intense show of love and passion before lowering the steaks to the ground for Calin to dig into. While I cleaned the counter top, I watched, or rather stood mesmerized as to how she ate, delicately, yet savagely tearing into each chunk of meat as she would from a live catch. She ate carefully, blood never spilling to far from the source, being mindful that I would have to clean it up, or not.

Once she finished her third steak I made for her, the spices feeling rather exquisite on her tongue, she proceeded to lap up the spilt blood, cleaning up the mess she made rather nicely, but leaving a few smudges of blood on the floor nonetheless. I proficiently erased the last sign of her meal, her swollen stomach even larger now with three, 36 oz. steaks inside of her, partially hiding the bulges made by our eggs. She assured me everything was ok and she would likely lay the eggs within a day or two, but I could see her uneasiness over which she said it.

Not wanting to upset her, I asked if she would like to bath and relax in the lake again in which she just licked my face happily and then nuzzled me against my neck. I held her close before going to put on my shirt robe and going outside with Calin. The weather was nice, a little hot but cooled down thanks to a nice brisk wind flowing past. The walk to the lake was uneventful like many times before, although it held some tension about the state of our eggs.

We did not let that bother us as we just enjoyed the new day, Calin drifting aimlessly about in the lake while I messaged her bloated stomach when she would lie down on the shoreline on her back. The sun beating down warmed her scales, making Calin nice and cozy halfway out of the water while I was naked and starting to go down lower to her sex. She purred in content, feeling my smooth skin caressing her rough scales while idly flicking her tail.

Calin did not mind one bit, letting out a loud groan as my agile hands trailed over her hidden sex, coaxing it to part and admit me entry. Calin flexed her wings, spreading them out wide to soak up more of the glorious rays of the sun while lazily swishing her tail back and forth in the water with me straddling it. My hands soon went to tease her hidden nub of sensitive flesh, making Calin shiver as her clitoris gradually emerged as I lavished my attentions on it.

The waterfall was ignored in background, neither of us paying attention to anything but each other. Slowly, tantalizingly, I eased a single finger into her glistening sex, parting her folds to make her hiss with thin lines of smoke trailing out of her nose. The scales around her sex were indefinably small, containing many nerves which sparked when rubbed against or stimulated to give Calin untold pleasure. She parted her maw to pant shallowly, chest rising and falling calmly as I kept up a steady pace.

The heights I would go to please my mate were endless as I steadily pumped my finger in and out of her velvety sex, her walls rippling around my digit, trying to pull it deeper. After a few minutes of light stimulation I add another finger, moving my left hand to spread her right hind leg, in which she moved both of them so I can have better access to her swollen folds. Moving a bit closer, I lean forward and softly kiss her clitoris, her walls shaking and releasing some vaginal fluid into the lake as small flakes of fire escape Calin's nostrils.

While I tease her slowly, gradually building up her pleasure, Calin occasionally beats her wings, stirring up the air around us while her breathing steadily increases as time goes on. My own erection is not lost on me as I feel my member rubbing up against Calin's tail scales, stimulating me as I pleasure her. Calin's tail begins to sway more frantically while she clenches and unclenches her fore-claws under the barrage of pleasure.

Kicking it up a few levels, I insert a third and forth finger, everything except my thumb plunging inside Calin's pulsating walls as they gradually start to contract rhythmically. Her grunts and hisses grow louder as her pleasure soars, vaginal fluids seeping out nonstop as her clitoris quivers in anticipation. Not wanting to leave my mate under stimulated, I lean forward, my semi-hard length pressing up against Calin's scales as I give a long, slow, languid lick across her sensitive protrusion of flesh. Calin's vent clamps down instinctively around my fingers, the pressure in her loins rapidly building as she starts to buck her hips, jarring our eggs within her stomach.

Seeing Calin begin to lose her control sends fear into my mind for our eggs. Temporarily slowing down my thrusts into her sex and raising my head, I mutter the words I used to restrain Silver when I pleasured him in my cabin. Invisible bonds wrap carefully yet firmly around Calin's hips and waist, limiting how much she can move, not like she notices it or anything under the pleasure her brain is receiving.

Smiling happily, knowing she will not injure herself anymore, I decide to give it my all. I increase my thrusts into her vent, jabbing them in to over stimulate her walls while curling them for extra stimulation, vaginal fluids surging past my fingers in a rush to coat my hand and arm in a slimy liquid. I lean back down to resume my administrations to her clitoris which shakes at the overwhelming pressure gaining in her loins, my hand still resting on her hind leg. Calin tries to buck her hips but cannot due to my restraint, instead opting to smash her tail against the surface of the water, surprising me before I regain my senses quickly.

A steady stream of fire leaks from her nostrils, sending a smoky scent over to me as the wind blows towards the waterfall. The earthy, pine filled scent spikes my lust as I remove my fingers from Calin's rhythmically contracting vent, causing my member to jump in excitement. She growls at the lost sensation but roars loudly when I thrust my whole fist into her sex, folds expanding wide before sucking in my arm and keeping it there. Her wings flutter uncontrollably and her tail splashes against the water frantically as her roar dies down and her breathing is labored.

Calin clenches her teeth and pulls her frills against her back, entire body tensing up before she roars again and spews a column of fire, coming nowhere near any trees to ignite a forest fire. Her sex clamps down painfully on my fist and arm, forcing it to a halt under the sudden tension within her muscles. I hear a faint groan, but cannot ascertain where it came from, instead wiggling my fingers and rapidly flick my tongue across her clitoris to prolong her orgasm as a steady stream of vaginal fluids gush out of her vent.

It takes Calin three minutes for her climax to fade, left panting heavily with her wings and tail partially limp in the water. Her swollen stomach shifts and moves as her chest rises and falls rapidly. I remove my fist out of her vent and raise my head to look at her exhausted form, forelegs resting on her chest and hind legs settling beside me, faint twitches of muscle pulsing beneath her scales. Calin's maw is wide open, tongue hanging out as the fire vanishes into the air, leaving behind a faint earthen smoky scent.

I stand up and walk out of the shallow water, kneeling beside Calin's head before sitting down on my rump cross legged. I reach out my right hand to scratch the underside of her neck, the most vulnerable part of a dragon. Calin tenses up but relaxes her muscles just as quickly when she knows it is me, the ultimate test of love, trust and partnership completed. Calin thrums happily, closing her maw and curling her neck to look at me, eyes shining as the reflected sun off the waterfall mist glints in her eyes.

I raise my arms to embrace her neck behind her head and bring her forward for a deep, passionate kiss. Never wanting this to end, I use some of my energy to allow me to last much longer, in which Calin pushes back that much harder. We both mash our minds together, the love we feel for each other alone creating perspiration on my skin and her scales. I move my hands sensually up and down her neck, sometimes rubbing in small circles against her scales, other times to feel her frills flex against my touch.

When we finally break apart, I straddle her neck and lean into her neck, raising my head until it is beneath her chin as Calin rumbles in pure joy. "I never want to leave you Calin, ever." I whisper, leaning back to suddenly mash my mouth and her lipless maw together in another lustful kiss. Calin does not reject or push away, relishing in the long contact and sheer love we have for one another.

After our second kiss we look into each other's eyes as Calin gently folds her wings and repositions her hind legs, her sex still gaping slightly with a trail of left over vaginal fluids flowing into the lake. Totally exhausted and not having one inclination to move or stand up, I scoot backwards before laying down on Calin's neck, legs on top of her chest, mindful of her precious package. Calin moves her forelegs over to my back, the faint lines she tore now healed naturally over the half week since I enlarged our eggs.

I rest my head on her neck while she purrs and sings me a soothing song as we lay peacefully in the sunny morning. The waterfall is remembered, adding to the cascading melody of Calin's voice and scales vibrating. Her swollen stomach, packed with our clutch off eggs shifts slightly, imperceptibly as something changes. For now, Calin and Colby sleep the morning away, both having their minds melded together in safety and security, for love and passion.

It is a few hours after noon before either companion wakes up. With a jubilant nature and giddy joy, I slowly rise off of Calin as she also wakes up from our nap. Everything seems fine as I carefully stand up off of my mate's neck, giving her a rough rub on the neck to encourage her to wake up as she gives a low growl, neither threatening or angry, but loving and caring. I chuckle, going over to the rock to put on my robes that have a tinge of blue to them because of my extensive training.

As I finish putting my clothes on, Calin has rolled to her right side carefully and looks over at me lustfully, her mind showing that she is watching me. I take pride in slowly walking over to her, kneeling down beside her largely swollen stomach to caress each bulge that represents an egg. Calin smiles in appreciation, purring at the pleasant feeling obtained from her mate touching her sensitive stomach scales. Moving up, I bring her head up to mine again and kiss her on the bridge of her nose before lowering my mouth to kiss her on her maw, tongues extending not out of dominance, but of affection.

After we break apart Calin stretches, moving carefully onto her four legs and stands up, curling her back and spreading her wings to their full extent while giving an enormous yawn. Our eggs shift slightly in Calin's large swollen stomach, but otherwise remain calm. Looking at each other again, I walk forward and press my forehead right below her eyes, closing mine as I feel her rumbling purr vibrate throughout her form.

Having had enough time to wake up, we start back to the cabin, hopefully in which Calin can begin to lay her eggs within the next few hours. I walk right beside my mate, going slowly so I can stay by her side while she waddles awkwardly with her large stomach packed with our clutch of eggs swaying below her. I rest my right hand compassionately on her neck, feeling every muscle that contracts, every shift in her scales and the warmth emanating off of her. It does not occur to me that her time is upon us much sooner than we anticipated even though we were worried when she would begin to lay our eggs.

The signs are ignored while we continue walking, ten minutes away from the cabin, fifteen away from the lake, stuck in between with the vast forest all around us. Calin begins to slow her already careful walk, feeling an odd tension within her abdomen as her muscles briefly clench up and then relax, feeling no pain but disconcerting to say the least. I continue to walk on, oblivious to my mates growing unease while my hand slips unnoticed from her neck.

With a worried growl that partially gets my attention, she curls her neck to look at her large swollen stomach, housing nine eggs within her egg chamber. "Don't worry Calin, we are almost to my cabin. You can rest there until your time comes for you to lay your eggs." I say, unaware that that time is now.

Unannounced and with a loud cry of pain, a strong contraction suddenly rips through Calin's abdomen, sending her whimpering to the ground in pain on her side, teeth clenched and frills pressed firmly against her back. I whip around, frightened and scared that something or someone could have hurt my mate, but what I see is Calin writhing on her side, stomach muscles visibly contracting around our clutch of eggs underneath her hard scales. I rush over to her side, whispering soothing tones to try and calm her.

"Calin! Calin! Oh, be calm by mate, be calm, I...Breathe, you need to breathe deeply, let the pain flow through you, do not push, do not push," I repeat firmly, trying to lift her head to look me straight in the eyes. "Calin! Look at me, please, I need you to be calm, our eggs are coming, please my mate, be calm, look at me!" I shout desperately, trying to move Calin's head away from her locked position of pain.

Slowly and with concentration, the contraction passes and Calin fearfully turns her neck to look at me straight into my emerald green eyes. Tears roll down her muzzle in which I wipe away, shuffling forward to embrace her so she knows she is not alone. "Ma-Master?" Calin whimpers softly, half out of fear of another contraction and half out of relief to know I am here.

"Colby, my name is Colby Calin, Colby," I reply, almost chuckling as she calls me something a slave would. I lovingly caress her soft scales, muttering words of encouragement and happiness as I feel her shake. "Don't you see my love, Calin? Our eggs, our eggs, you are going to lay our eggs now. Please, do not be scared, I will help you through it; know that I will always be there for you." I say, leaning forward to rest my forehead between her snout while closing my eyes.

I can feel her tremble, both in exuberance and of fear for the pain brought with each contraction just as another one bears down on her. With a short roar of pain, she clenches down instinctively, trying to push out the egg that won't come out for a while. Her wings are splayed haphazardly against her side; stomach compressed by her weight and the ground as her tail thrashes side to side, throwing up dirt and leaves.

"Calin. Calin! Please my love, do not push! Save your energy! Breathe deeply Calin, yes, just like that, breathe, in and out, in and out, don't try to force it or more pain will come, just relax and let it happen." I try to get to her and Calin hears me, shakily slowing down her breathing as the contraction eventually ebbs, leaving webs of pain shooting over her spine and to her head.

"I...It hurts Colby. I don't know what to do." Calin whimpers, burying her head against my chest. I gladly embrace her, shushing her quiet sobs as another small contraction comes and goes, leaving Calin shaking and scared.

"Do not worry Calin," I say calmly, petting her neck with love and care. "I will take care of you. I will provide for you. I will help you get through this my mate. Just trust me and soon, in the future, we can have as many hatchlings as we want." I whisper soothingly, Calin's trembling and crying halting as she lifts her head slowly.

She sniffs, frills half raised out of fear and anticipation, but I gently relax her by combining my mind with hers, showing her my emotions, my devotion and my commitment and everything she means to me. "Do you...Will you do all of that...for me?" She asks, gradually regaining her confidence.

"Of course Calin, and more. You are my love, you are my future. I would happily die and come back for you just to know you are safe and well. What have we been doing this past week to build our friendship? The pleasure we shared, was it for nothing if not to know how much we care for one another? I will never leave you Calin, you are my shining heart." I whisper back, wrapping my arms around her neck, smothering her mind with my own, showering her with love and passion, total commitment only gained through decades of living together, sharing one another's secrets and joys.

Calin fully relaxes, still tense from the pain felt by the contractions, but calm in my loving embrace. "Thank you Colby. Yo-You are the only one I want to be with. I would gladly bear you hatchlings for you whether you are a human or not. The comfort you bring me fills me with-" She stops, gasping in pain, holding on harder to me while another contraction hits her hard, one of our eggs slowly moving to press up against her cervix, ready to come out. She shuts her eyes, clenching her teeth while letting out a growling wail.

Her cry grows in pitch as I completely mold my mind with hers, sharing in her pain and discomfort. "Sh-Sh-Sh-Sh-Sh, Calin, relax, I am here. Breathe, breathe deeply, let it come, do not push. Yes, just relax, I am here. Breathe deeply. In, out, in, out." I repeat, getting Calin to calm down, her trembling form grasping me while I feel her pain and faintly sense the nine eggs within her egg chamber including the one pushing against her cervix.

Calin's wings flutter unresponsively as her tail thumps against the floor, blowing more dirt into the air. As her contraction recedes, I retract my hold but Calin desperately holds on. "Calin, I am going to help you, but the only way I can do that is if you let go. Yes, let go, I promise I will not leave you. I am in your mind; I will feel your pain. Whatever you feel, I will feel. I am here for you my darling." I convince her to let go, patting her gently on the bridge of her noise, eliciting a small grumble of content from her as she shifts position, getting control of her wings back before rolling to lie more on her right side, exposing her large swollen stomach.

Resting her paws in front of her, Calin looks back at me as I walk over to her gravid stomach, placing a tentative hand on her scales to feel her muscles pulse and ripple as another contraction rips through her abdomen, making Calin hiss out in discontent at the pain while being calmed by me. She breathes deeply, focusing solely on my presence both next to her and within her mind. Her tail swishes weakly, stirring up dirt and leaves while her abdomen clenches powerfully, gradually pushing out the first egg into her cervix and birth canal.

Calin grimaces in pain but remains calm, breathing, deep, even breathes to let the pain flow through her, not pushing until her mate says to. The first egg strains against her cervix, the tight ring of flesh unyielding against the hard egg, causing Calin even more pain along with her contractions, but I sooth her by enveloping her in my love. I gently rub her large bloated stomach, sending faint shivers down her spine to relax her as another contraction further excels the eggs progression. Calin's wings shake lightly as she moves her tail back and away from her entrance, preparing to push.

The next eight minutes are agonizing for both Calin and I, me trying to calm her, to get her to breathe easily while she grunts and trembles in pain with each rippling contraction that passes. The time arrives soon enough where the first egg stretches Calin's cervix at its widest point before a particularly strong contraction pushes the egg into her birth canal. Calin sighs with relief, shaking as the pain is dimmed but not forgotten. I get up, moving over to embrace my mate happily as her breathing is heavy but not labored. Calin looks at me as I wrap my arms around her neck, imitating her purr the best I can while swirling my thoughts of praise and commitment in her mind.

She lowers her head onto my left shoulder, taking a brief respite as the contractions ease to small pulses about one minute apart. Tears travel down her muzzle to soak into my robes as I hold my mate with pure love and a smile etched into my face. The weight of the egg in Calin's birth canal is uncomfortable for her as when the next powerful contraction comes, muscles rippling across her abdomen, I can tell the need to push bears down on her heavily.

Calin whimpers, the pain returning as the eggs still within her egg chamber jostle for position on who is going next. I sooth her, whispering soft phrases of our time together after she lays our eggs, of the fun we have and the bond we share. Calin does not move her head, body shaking as the contraction passes, leaving her winded while a few beads of perspiration cling to her scales. The trees offer a momentary distraction as the afternoon breeze cools her off from her progress so far.

The next contraction comes as unexpectedly as the first which left her whimpering on the ground. Calin bunches up her muscles, trying to restrain from pushing while warring with her instincts to do just that. I can feel the tension held beneath her neck scales as her head trembles in fear of the pain in laying the egg. I shush her, calmly patting her neck while soothing her with my mind. From all the draconic memories Calin gave me when I first mated, it is a surprise to me that I am this calm at all. If I had not received her help all those weeks ago, I might be just as scared as she is, and this could have ended up much differently than either of us intended.

In the few seconds the contraction start, I whisper one word to her, spoken with confidence and faith held within my mate. "Push." Calin hesitates, muscles remaining tense as the contraction continues to roll over her abdomen in pulsating waves, each one bringing fresh stabs of pain into her mind. I hug her tighter, not letting go as I try to calm her down enough for her to relax, for her to trust me, to trust her mate. "Please." I whisper, voice shaky as tears of my own are on the verge of falling.

Not wanting to see her mate cry, Calin does what her Maste- mate says, taking a deep breath while prying her eyes open and then pushing down hard, teeth bared as she aids the first egg down her birth canal. The pain does not diminish or increase, staying at a bearable level as the egg gradually travels down Calin's birth canal.

Calin's wings snap open before relaxing her tail and moving it further away as the need to push overrides any other body function. Her fore-claws clench down, tearing deep ruts in the soggy ground. I open my eyes, peering to the left to watch Calin's muscles pulse and ripple as the contraction fades as does her strength to push for now. I lean back, immediately giving my mate a barrage of kisses on the bridge of her nose, the pebbly texture and warmth radiating off of her scales both soothing and pleasant.

Calin closes her eyes appreciatively and relaxes her frills, enjoying my affection before opening her maw and mashing our lips together in a wonderful kiss while another contraction just as strong arrives. Calin gathers her breathe, breaking apart before resuming our kiss and pushing down to guide the egg out further, the pain forgotten under the sea of love given off by me within our united minds.

This continues for about twenty six minutes, the process long and exhausting for Calin but bearable because I am with her, holding her, soothing her through every second of it. The egg progresses steadily through her birth canal and to the edge of her vent, various amounts of fluids seeping out as the egg lightly stimulates her walls, giving her some pleasure within the stabs of pain accompanied by contractions. The other eggs within Calin's egg chamber reassemble with each contraction before the next egg pushes up firmly against her cervix, seeking to exit her body.

Calin breathes through the pain, kissing me when small contractions hit but bearing down hard when the need to push is overwhelming. Eventually, the egg stretches her walls wide so that her sex is spread apart, allowing anyone to see inside and spot the mirage of colors wrapped around the egg. At this stage I get up and walk over to her back to observe and catch the egg when is arrives. Every time a contraction comes I instruct Calin to push harder than she has been, the pain reemerging to mix in with the increased pleasure.

After another three minutes I can see clearly see the tip of the egg emerge, spreading Calin's sex wider with discomfort and pain. I encourage her to push after breathing for a couple of seconds, her contractions having decreased to thirty seven seconds in between. She does her best, tensing her muscles and pushing while I rest my hands gently on the top of her left hind leg, giving her some of my strength while embracing her mind firmly with my own.

Calin's chest heaves up and down, her breathing starting to become labored as our first egg stretches her folds to the limit as it comes to the midway point. Her pink walls are dragged out into the open by the rough surface of the egg, exposing them to the cooling air outside. The pain assaulting her mind causes me to doubt whether she can handle this, the size of just this egg threatening to tear her in two, but she holds up. I think of the only thing I can do at a time like this, and move my right hand to lightly flick across her exposed clitoris, painfully erect due to the constant pain and increase in hormones.

Calin sucks in a startled breathe, eyes flying open and frills expanding, momentarily forgetting about the pain and the position of the egg as that brief flash of pleasure causes the egg to lurch forward a centimeter or two. I smile and bring my left hand to lightly touch the shell of our egg, a confusing array of light green and sky blue patches like military cameo. Calin shivers and purrs, melding our minds closer together as she pushes at the egg again while a few seconds later a contraction comes, making the egg move forward another inch or two.

I move my left hand to the bottom of the egg, preparing to catch it while I press a finger teasingly onto her clitoris, making Calin hiss out in pleasure and push extra hard, her folds straining as the egg slowly but surely moves. Her tail thumps on the ground, sending light vibrations through the earth and up her scales. Calin clenches her teeth and closes her eyes, pressing her frill against her back as I put more pressure onto her clitoris, increasing her pleasure while coaxing more contractions to come.

Calin pushes frantically, the discomfort of our first egg lodged on the edge between the outside world and her birth canal forcing her primal instincts to come forth. Her abdominal muscles ripple and pulse as each contraction is stronger than the last. As I continue to pleasure my mate, making the pain easier to manage, an all too familiar pressure builds up quickly within her loins, a buildup of vaginal fluids pushing up against the egg, causing the pleasure to become even more intense.

I can see my mate is trying her hardest to push the egg out; all she needs is one more nudge to help her. Having my left hand hovering under the egg in preparation for its arrival, I stop my teasing on Calin's clitoris; instead, I stick out my thumb and press it up against the sensitive nub of flesh and wiggle it, making Calin roar out loudly in pleasure and diminished pain as the backup of fluids combined with her explosive climax and a contraction aids in pushing out the first egg.

As it pops out I catch it deftly with my left hand, the egg weighing more than I anticipated as I quickly bring my right hand up and put it off to my left for safety. Calin meanwhile is panting heavily, chest rising and falling rapidly while the egg that had been pressing up against her cervix is now pushed to the halfway point because of the combined force of her orgasm and contraction. Her wings flutter occasionally, tail swishing and thumping as the contractions involuntarily move muscle in the base of her tail.

Calin bares her teeth, the pain immediately returning as the next egg makes its presence known instantly while I sit back and gaze at my mate's sex, gaping open with her vaginal fluids splashed haphazardly against her thighs and across the ground. Calin's mind recoils from mine as another contraction suddenly rips through her abdomen, shoving the egg from its precarious position on her cervix to her birth canal. Calin roars out in pain, shocking me out of my brief state of elation at the arrival of our first egg.

I automatically throw my mind at Calin's, sharing in her pain and reassuring her that I am always here for her. The pain she feels in her stomach is mirrored to a slightly less intense discomfort in mine, about the same when you go hungry for long periods of time. She pants in exhaustion, wings hanging limp, the first egg having taken out a lot of her energy, and I begin to doubt that she will be able to lay all nine, err, eight of the remaining eggs. No sooner had I calmed her and checked on the first egg had I gotten the idea for how I could help my mate handle her laying.

I place my left hand comfortingly on her left thigh to sooth her, murmuring phrases of love and compassion. Calin briefly rests her head on her forelegs until another contraction passes, making her growl in pain and discomfort. I quickly put my plan into motion and begin rubbing and flicking Calin's oversensitive clitoris again, causing her growls to turn into half groans and hisses of pleasure. She moves her tail back further away and shifts her weight onto her back legs once the contraction passes. I stop my administrations to her clit as she gets comfortable again, shuffling her hind legs so that the weight of her stomach is not as impeding in the process of her laying.

It takes a while and a couple contractions where I quickly put my thumb to her clitoris before she gets up to just stand on all four feet. I come up to her neck to caress her form, feeling the twitch of muscle beneath her scales before going to face her straight on. Calin looks directly at me, a weary smile on her face before we engage in another kiss. After we break apart I whisper words of encouragement and praise, making her thrum with happiness, giving her the will to continue on.

When I go back to stand in front of her sex, another contraction comes and Calin pushes hard, squatting down to allow gravity to aid in the progression of the egg. Calin shuffles her hind legs further apart, repositioning them to get more comfortable while spreading her wings before half folding them and using her tail to steady herself. I duck underneath her tail and continue my caring attention to my mate, giving her pleasure to distract her from the pain.

Calin pushes, grunts and groans for close to forty five minutes before the second egg crests, spreading her sore folds once again, having gone through five climaxes in the time to get there. Already half exhausted and tired, I pour more of my strength into my mates so she can continue on, a few drops of sweat starting to appear on my brow. When another contraction comes, this one stronger than the first one, Calin growls, teeth bared before it turns into a whine as the pain rises while the egg roughly stimulates her walls and spreads her folds wide.

I quickly increase my speed and pressure on her clitoris, changing her whine in a groan mixed with small hisses of pain. The second egg soon progresses enough so that I can see its color clearly, a maroon red with silver strips and swirls. I bring my left hand up to touch her outer folds, easing the egg further out of Calin's vent, the pressure within her loins building up once again as a contraction comes and goes.

A few seconds later sees Calin writhing in pleasure, her walls clamping down painfully hard around the egg as her tail thrashes to and fro and her wings flutter involuntarily. The egg strains her sex wide, Calin baring her teeth before it pops out at the pressure to land safely within my hands. Calin straightens her hind legs, giving out a low growl of discomfort while her neck and wings droop lower to the ground in exhaustion. I hurriedly put the egg with the camouflaged one and go to lovingly stroke my mate's neck while her sex gaps open with trails of vaginal fluids soaking down her inner thighs.

She weakly raises her head to let me plant a soft kiss between her eyes which makes her purr in content and happiness. "Be brave Calin, we still have a long way to go. Why don't you lie on your back for now, it will be easier." I say to her, rubbing my right hand across her pebbly neck scales while resting my chin on top of her nose, looking into her gorgeous eyes, how they sparkle with the passing rays of the sun.

Calin nods her head, moving her tired body to crouch down before folding her wings and rolling carefully onto her back. With two eggs down and seven to go, the size of her stomach has diminished, but not by much. I go to straddle her chest, slowly lowering myself down so I do not cause her anymore pain then she is already in. Calin raises her neck to look at me and places her forelegs gently behind my back, smiling confidently as she seems to have regained her breathe and some of her energy. The third egg in her egg chamber now presses up against her cervix as a long and painful contraction barrels through Calin's abdomen.

This one lasts for thirty seconds, her third egg straining to enter her birth canal while her sore cervix is loosened greatly from the last two eggs and easily gives way, causing considerable less pain than before. With a huff of withheld air, Calin pants lightly as she feels our third egg in her birth canal. Not taking nearly as long as the other two, Calin rests as she lets a few contractions pass, her weariness letting the instinct to push fade but not vanish, ever present in the back of her mind. I lean forward to kiss beneath her chin and then move steadily down her neck, causing her to shiver at the pleasant feeling of my lips on her neck scales.

Calin lays three eggs while on her back, the whole process taking around four hours and twenty three minutes, with each egg draining her energy and leaving her with less strength to push. I helped her in any way I could. When she started pushing again I went back to pleasure her, using my fingers to rub and compress her clitoris, making Calin thrust her hips weakly in response while I used my tongue to orally pleasure her at the same time until her egg spread her folds wide.

My fear was never lost as each egg seemed bigger than the last, hence why it took so long to lay them and how Calin's energy and strength were drained with each passing minute. I tried to give her bursts of my energy from time to time, but she stopped me when I almost fainted, raising her tail to smack me in the back of my head to keep my awake. I was still an apprentice Protector, I did not know how much energy or magic I had, Quin Shun had yet to teach me to sense when I should stop. I could mentally see my energy within my mind, being a large round sphere of blue/white energy, I just could not sense how big it is, but, control comes with time, and efficiency with practice.

By now night was setting in, and I had a difficult choice to make, either stay here and risk becoming cold while Calin continued to lay her last four eggs which could take until morning, or turn back to the lake or head to my cabin. Either of the latter choices involved having Calin walk for about ten or fifteen minutes, pausing when a contraction came, stopping when she had to push, I just could not put her through that, not when she is my mate. I made the only choice I could; Quin Shun had not taught me much about it, but I remembered it from Eragon, that the nature around you could give you energy only in the direst of circumstances. While I did not feel like killing countless plant life or animals for the sake of staying warm and providing my mate strength to continue on, I took that path anyway.

Sitting beside Calin as she took a break from pushing, egg number six nudging its way past Calin's cervix, I crossed my legs and began to calm my breathing. Calin had her full neck and head on the ground, eyes closed and frills pressed against the ground while panting lightly from exhaustion with her wings resting weakly on the ground half spread. Her forelegs were resting on her chest and her hind legs were splayed wide with copious amounts of vaginal fluids on the ground and her hips, her clitoris and folds oversensitive and sore from dozens of climaxes. I would do it for her, as anyone would do it to save the one they loved or cared for. Her wings were partially folded on the ground and she twitched her tail occasionally, stirring up small clouds of dust.

I curled my hands in a U shape within my legs, dipping my head down to listen intently to all the voices of the forest, to all the whispering of the trees and plants. The faint noise of Calin's raspy breathing was tuned out, but I never broke the link between our minds. Once she recognized what I was doing, she tried to reason with me, but I kept focusing, concentrating until I could feel the individual energy held by each plant, tree and wildlife.

Calin let out a desperate whine to try and reason with me to stop, saying she would stand up again and shield me with her body heat when night came, but I did not want her to kill herself over me when just one egg left her wobbly and wanting to change positions. I kept going, reaching my mind out to hold onto the nearby tree and plants, a few rabbits and a deer in the distance. I started drawing their life force towards me, rejuvenating myself while they slowly, painfully whittled away. Calin had turned her head to look at me, but closed her eyes and turned away as a tear fell from her muzzle. I did not like doing it either, but there were few choices I had.

The suddenness with which Calin went into labored startled us both, but we held on and willed our way through, now night was falling and there was little time to go anywhere else before it started getting cold. One by one, trees began to wilt, rabbits dropped dead and the deer struggled to stand, carrying offspring of its own, but I did not care, at least not right now, energy was energy to me when it was for the survival of my mate and our future hatchlings.

Eventually, I opened my eyes to see Calin's wings flapping weakly, another contraction rippling through her abdomen, pushing the sixth egg past her cervix with ease, the loosened ring of muscle long since relaxing and allowing our eggs to pass with only a twinge of pain. Calin had her teeth bared, tail thumping lightly on the ground as she heaved through her nostrils. I got up quickly and calmly, giving a brief glance to the five eggs I had put in a small makeshift nest before walking over to Calin's side and kneeling down next to her deflated stomach. Even though they were infertile, I still did not want them to role away. Her stomach had shrunk considerably now that the majority of our eggs had been laid, but it was still prominent.

With soothing words to Calin through our link, I placed my hands once again on her swollen stomach, feeling the last few eggs shift and move inside of her egg chamber. Another growl comes and goes from Calin, another contraction pushing the egg along. I sit next to her, gently rubbing, caressing and calming Calin as she pushes the sixth egg further down her birth canal and to the edge of her folds. I apply careful pressure, using a small amount of the energy I had gained to dim the pain she feels.

The moon arrives as the egg starts to peak out into the open world, the process going faster as I channel more of the borrowed energy to give her strength and remove her pain. The silver moonlight shines down on us, almost as if protecting us from anything that wishes us harm. The wind picks up, the air biting my nose, ears and fingers while I help Calin lay another egg.

When ten minutes have past and the air starts to become frigid, numbing my nose and ears but combating the warmth given off by Calin near my hands, I stand up, stepping back a few feet before kneeling down and placing my hands onto the ground. Calin hisses, pushing for a few seconds before looking over to see what I am doing. The sixth egg has crowned, colored a light orange mixed with sparkling silver and some base green while Calin's folds are spread partially, not as tight as before, having loosened up as well.

The ground rumbles ominously and Calin's eyes go wide, watching as thin, transparent sheets of earth rise up to form a rough enclosure of a house, large enough for Calin and myself to move around in, keeping the cold out and keeping the warmth generated by Calin in. Slumping to the ground on my hands and knees, my breathe comes out shakily as I try to maintain myself from passing out. Calin sees my distress and slowly stands up, the current egg sliding back into her vent as it rubs painfully against her sore walls.

Calin walks over, gait steadier but still unsure from the drain in strength from pushing out eggs over long periods of time. She straddles my body, her chest scraping against my back and the scars as she turns around so she is oriented in the direction I am facing. The enclosure I made is big, approximately 25x25 feet, more than enough room for us to walk around. Calin spreads her wings, lowering herself until she covers me, vaginal fluids dripping from her sex as another contraction rolls through her, making her pause to breathe deeply while it pushes the egg out again.

I can feel Calin atop of me, but my mind is fuzzy from the exhaustion of building the enclosure. She is not angry at me, nor is she cross, from the bond we share across our minds; she smothers me in her love and devotion, showing me how much this means to her, thanking me by transferring some of her remaining energy into me. I tense up, afraid she will fade away like the first time, but Calin tells me she has gained much more energy in her time away from me, her body preparing itself for this specific day. It also helped that I had given her something to eat, the energy from the three steaks stored as reserve and emergency, and now was the time to use it.

I smile weakly, knees shaking as my breath slowly steadies and I push up, looking to stand and hug my mate. She backs up, nuzzling the crook of my neck as I turn around and gaze into her eyes, into her soul, into her mind. She reads my every thought and I read hers. Calin moves to where she was, egg jostling near the edge of her folds until a strong contraction comes, causing her to pause and lower her neck to involuntarily push.

Turning around, I dash, or stumble over to my mate, moving her tail away and mashing my tongue against her sex while pressing two fingers against her sore and oversensitive clitoris. Calin grunts, arching her back and instinctively pushing as I provide her with painful pleasure. The egg practically glides out of her vent, copious amounts of vaginal fluids making her passageway slick and slippery from multiple orgasms.

Feeling rather than seeing the prominent bulge around her sex made by the egg, I pull back my head, increasing the pressure and pleasure to her clitoris as Calin roars loudly and pushes hard, forcing the egg out of her vent. Her folds spread wide once more, tinted with dark red as the edges are almost rubbed raw from the shell of the eggs. At the halfway mark, her roar ends as she takes a deep breath, squeezing down hard, baring her teeth and closing her eyes as another contraction passes through her abdomen, preparing another egg against her cervix.

The pressure that had been rapidly building up in her loins explodes; her walls rhythmically contract powerfully as the edges of her sex push the egg out of her vent and into my awaiting hands. Covered in vaginal juices, making the egg extremely slippery, I use a little of my regained energy to increase the friction between my hand and the egg before putting it with the other five. Six down, three to go.

Right now, my passion emerges in full bloom for my mate. My erection had come and gone throughout the day, getting more painful as my senses urged me to take my mate, to claim her, to help her. But now that I can see that Calin will make it, I grab my chance and take off my robes, setting them aside while walking up to her head and grabbing her jaw line before mashing our lips together in a lustful kiss. My bare feet squelch in the soggy ground, an odd yet pleasant feeling all the same.

Calin's eyes go wide, not expecting the sudden show of love, but giving in after a few seconds, putting an arm around my back to hold me close. My member quickly springs to its full length of 6.4 inches, squirting some pre-cum as my lust overtakes me and I back off, staring right into Calin's eyes before moving my hands sensually down her neck. Calin hums at the pleasant feeling, purring loudly as a contraction passes through unnoticed while the egg spreads her folds a little wider.

I move down her body, taking my time to caress every inch of her scales, to feel every pulse of her muscle and every beat of her heart. Our mind is one, and so is our desire, but if I am to bring Calin to her most glorious climax, I will have to build her up to it, to tease her while helping her lay our eggs at the same time. Her wing joints are packed with essential muscle to allow Calin the ability of flight, her chest expanding with each breathe she takes and her legs allowing her to surge forward faster than you could imagine.

As I arrive back at her sex, a particularly strong contraction rips through her body, making Calin grunt and push hard, edging the egg out until it is almost at the halfway point. I immediately resume my administrations to her clitoris and the outsides of her folds, pushing against the edges while holding onto the egg with my thumb and forefinger. While my left hand is aiding in guiding the egg out, my right hand is pleasuring Calin as she bucks her hips against my touch, helping force the egg out faster.

Before I know it, the pressure in Calin's loins becomes too much for her and her vent starts to contract and ripple in time with her heart beat, more vaginal fluids building up behind the egg before it pops out onto my chest. I quickly secure it and bring it to the others, hastily wiping it off so the fluids don't harden and crack the egg before I return to Calin and resume pleasuring her as the next egg had entered into her birth canal the instant the other one left.

Leaving Calin with no time to rest, she takes a few deep breathes before pushing hard again, her wings partially extended and tail flagging from side to side. I hum to her between our bond while flicking her clitoris back and forth, causing Calin to moan and hiss at the wonderful feeling. I know this is not going to be enough, my shaft standing erect below me while there is a copious amount of vaginal fluids on and around Calin's hips and thighs.

There are many ways I could help Calin lay her last two eggs, but seeing as how she needs my comfort right here and now, I decide to go with the direct approach. As another contraction rolls through Calin's abdomen, pushing the eighth egg through her loosed cervix and into her birth, I remove my fingers from her clitoris, quickly giving my erect shaft a few strokes before walking forward and putting my right hand on her hip.

"Lower your hips Calin." I ask in which she spreads her hind legs, arching her back and swishing her tail higher up.

Her sex is now at the perfect height for me to help her; eagerly thrusting forth to plunge my cock within her lightly pulsing vent as the next egg slowly makes its way forward. Her folds part easily, vaginal fluids squirting out to coat my hips as I set a quick pace so Calin can focus on the pleasure and not the pain. I place my hands in the crook of her hips, holding on tight next to her deflated stomach as I can spot the current egg traveling through her vent and the last on resting in her egg chamber.

Calin moans, ear frills flat against her body and teeth clenched as she soon gets lost in the blissful sensations of her mate taking her while she is laying, her sore walls getting rubbed and stroked in just the right way to diminish the pain. Another contraction ripples through Calin's abdomen, far stronger than any previous ones as the egg lurches forward, scraping over her walls roughly, causing Calin to whimper in pain.

Not wanting my mate to feel anything but satisfying pleasure, I speed up, the pressure in my loins reaching a peak where my release would sufficiently coat Calin's vent so that the last two eggs could progress quickly. Calin's own pleasure hits a new level as the duel stimulation from the egg and her mate's member makes her hiss under the feeling, tail swishing to and fro while bucking her hips.

Thirteen minutes go by before the pressure in Calin's loins erupts, forcing the egg forward into my member, making me grunt in discomfort yet undeniably pleasure as I speed up my thrusts, thrusting into Calin's vent hard enough to make her hips shake. Calin roars out as her walls contract powerfully around the egg and my member, squeezing them painfully hard as the egg hits the top of my head and continues over it, further stretching Calin's vent wider than before. I grunt, the pressure in my loins becoming too much as I still my hips while my member grows firm before throbbing and spurting stream after stream of rich hot sperm into my mates vent.

Calin growls in lust, the pressure caused by the egg caught above my member while I discharge into her makes her pleasure soar, her walls clamping down futily to try and expel both objects. A constant stream of vaginal fluids pours out of Calin's vent, causing wet smacks each time my hips contact hers. After a few seconds, her climax induces another earth shattering contraction, pushing the egg up and over my member to poke out at my stomach. Calin shakes uncontrollably, the thousand sensations that her body is sending her is making her walls spasm and ripple around my member and the egg.

The egg steadily glides out, stretching Calin's sex wider than before, making the pressure on my member both discomforting and arousing at the same time. As another contraction passes through her body, I quickly pull out, letting a rush of vaginal fluids and only some of my semen to trickle out, leaving the egg to push forward and slowly exit her vent while Calin trembles. The egg picks up speed and by the time her contraction ends, dropping into my awaiting hands for me to carry to the others.

With one egg to go, Calin pants heavily, chest heaving and legs shaking as her tail and wings droop lower out of exhaustion. Smiling in whole hearted comfort and praise, I walk up to Calin's head and raise her tired neck, forcing her to stare at me while her maw is parted, tongue hanging out with nostrils flared. "You're doing great my love. One more and you're done. I know I had faith in you that you could do it, I never lost hope." I say to her, leaning forward to lay my forehead on the bridge of her nose.

Calin thrums in content as she closes her eyes and pushes her head up against me, tail wagging happily as our minds show each other how much our devotion is real, the love and passion flowing through us to give us both strength for the final stretch. Calin's sex is still gaping open while the last egg pushes up against her loosened cervix with a weak contraction. Calin ignores the slight discomfort and shifting of the egg, perfectly happy to just stay within my embrace for the rest of the night, never letting go.

Some things have to end though as I want to get back to my cabin before Quin Shun comes back, so I walk back around to face her sex as Calin curls her neck to follow me. I place both my hands on her hips, her scales rippling with potent muscle and tissue as my member now lies flaccid with a few strings of combined cum and vaginal fluids hanging from it. Calin smiles at me and I smile back, both acknowledging the best way to finish this as she raises her hips so I do not have to bend down.

With a calming breathe, I trail my hands lovingly down her hind legs, caressing her scales and marveling at her curvy build, mixed with agile grace and powerful muscle until I get to her sex. Calin turns her head around to look straight forward, spreading her hind legs to get comfortable while I slowly, sensually message her outer folds, making Calin moan and flap her wings weakly as her tail curls upon her back.

Just as another contraction comes, this one forcing the last egg almost painlessly through her cervix, I thrust both of my arms into her sex, causing Calin to grunt and arch her back at the sudden, indefinably pleasure. I can feel her powerful walls rippling around my arms, trying to push them out as another contraction comes, the time between them gradually getting closer together. I spread her sex almost as wide as her eggs do, gradually stretching them further apart as the larger part of my arms, and the inability to press them against each other soon stretches them uncomfortably wide.

Calin now taps into her reserve energy, the rejuvenating rush allowing her to breathe steadier and focus on pushing out the last egg. Her strength swells with the surge in renewed adrenaline, Calin pushing with all her might as she bares her teeth and spreads her wings to their full extent, lightly flapping them. Her frills compress along her back as I continue to plunge my arms forward, seeking to grab a hold of and retrieve the last egg to aid Calin in her laying.

The pressure in her loins meanwhile jumps a whole new level of pleasure as she bucks her hips frantically against me, pushing my arms deeper into her vent and closer to the last egg. Her vaginal fluids coat my arm, making them slippery as the indentations within her walls caress my biceps and forearms, trying to push them out as I soon feel the top of the egg, the hard shell bumping against my fingers before stopping. I extend my hands to try and wrap around the egg, making Calin roar as a powerful climax added with a strong contraction aid in pushing the egg further out, the movement of the egg compressing my hands against her walls and around the shell.

I immediately hold onto the egg, or try to as Calin's vaginal fluids make it hard to get a firm grip on the egg. Thinking back to what I did with another egg, I use my energy to increase the friction between my hands and the egg, effectively velcroing them together. Calin grunts as the pressure in her loins builds up again, her walls secreting a constant river of vaginal fluids to help pass the egg. With a heave, I pull back, tensing my legs and using my back to pull the egg out of Calin.

The egg budges, steadily coming out as the surface of the egg rubs up against Calin's walls, making her hiss out in pleasure before contracting her vent around the egg and my arms, halting the progression. From my connection with Calin, I can feel her discomfort at the unusual feeling. I rub my mind against hers, relaxing and calming her, assuring her that it will be over soon enough. Calin briefly opens her eyes again and pants heavily, chest rising and falling as she gathers her breathe to push.

Slowly, she relaxes her vaginal muscles, letting the egg slide forth with the help of my hands. Calin bucks her hips again, on the verge of a powerful climax. Smiling happily, I tug with all my might, using a generous amount of the energy Calin gave me to give her indefinable pleasure. The egg moves, but her rhythmically contracting walls due to her quickly approaching orgasm slow the process, so I stop pulling, twisting to the right before lifting my left leg to press it firmly onto Calin's muscular thigh. The slick mud stuck to the bottom of my foot makes it hard to gain a foot hold, but the roughness of her scales counteracts the slickness of the mud.

All I need is one last push from Calin and I can pull the egg out, but in order to do that, I need her to give it all she has, coupled with a strong contraction and her oncoming orgasm with my pulling to end it. Taking a deep breath, I make sure my foot hold on the back of Calin's scaly thigh is firm before addressing my mate.

"Calin," I call out. "You have to force the strongest contraction you can. Do not be afraid my love, I will give you an ocean of pleasure to sooth you. One last push, that is all it will take, and all this can be over." I ask her, uniting our minds so that I can feel every pulse of muscle within her body, every beat of her heart, the steady breathing of her chest. Calin likewise can feel my love and commitment to her, the trust gained through weeks of passion and lust, all combined in one powerful emotion.

Calin opens her eyes and steadies her wings, curling her neck to look back at me with slightly uncertain eyes. The sudden pain from the first contraction is still with her but has dimmed as time elapsed. "I-I don't know if I can do it Colby," Calin replies hesitantly. "I can feel this one is big."

"Don't worry about the egg or the pain Calin, I am here for you and always will be. Even though these eggs are infertile, think about the joy and fun we could have when the next time we could be raising hatchlings of our own?" I respond, arms still holding tightly around the egg with my left leg firmly against the back her left thigh, feeling the straining muscle.

Calin nods her head once, smiling in faith that she will concentrate only on me, on our bond of love and passion we share. She straightens her head once more, taking slow, long deep breathes, holding out as a brief contraction passes through her while the moonlight seems to shine even brighter around us. Calin flaps her wings a few times before settling them on her back, her tail holding still along her back.

I thank her with my mind, Calin reciprocating the gesture with pure affection, telling me she would do anything for me. As Calin gathers the rest of her strength, I do the same, building up a good portion of the energy that my mate gave to me, leaving me with just enough so I can have the strength to get her back to the cabin. I tell her to go on three, creating the strongest contraction she could as I filled her with mind blowing pleasure.

Calin huffs a few times in nervousness, shuffling on her forelegs, rebalancing her weight as I slowly count down. "One......two...," Breathes are held. "Three....Push!!" I shout, Calin guiding her energy to her abdomen and inducing the strongest contraction she can, rivaling the three most powerful ones since she started to go into labor. Her vent pulses and ripples spasmodically, every second sending waves of pain into her mind as her walls squeeze down hard on the egg and my arms.

As Calin growls in instant pain, I push my energy into her clitoris and vent, simultaneously igniting an earth shattering, body tingling climax that sends Calin to her knees while she roars out loud, spewing fire high into the air, singing some trees but miraculously not setting any trees on fire. While her rear end remains in the air after I triggered her massive climax, breathing now labored, I suck in another breath and pull as hard as I can. With all three actions going on at the same time, progress is made quickly, very quickly. A loud pop is heard as the egg rapidly crests, my hands added stretching Calin's sex wider than before, causing her orgasmic roar to turn into a whimpering growl.

Calin's wings flutter involuntarily while her tail flags insistently from side to side. Every muscle in Calin's body clenches and unclenches spasmodically, mostly centered on her abdomen and vent. The sudden expulsion of the egg sends me stumbling backwards, landing on my back on the partially dried ground. The impact forces the air out of my lungs as I wheeze, holding the silver sparkled egg with maroon stripes and blue swirls.

The area dissolves into quietness; only the labored breathing of Calin on her knees with her rear end in the air, whole body trembling and me on my back trying to get my breath back are the only things that can be heard. Calin's wings droop out of exhaustion, her tail flopping to the ground, partially covering her gaping sex with copious amounts of vaginal fluids around her folds and thighs. Her eyes are half lidded, a serene and peaceful expression laid on her face with maw open to softly pant.

After a few minutes I open my eyes and raise my head to look at the last egg, marveling at its array of color before rolling to my left carefully and stand up. Holding the egg with one hand, I twist my right arm to feel my back, coated in mud and grass. Sighing, I walk towards the pile of eight eggs and place the ninth at the edge, stepping back to gaze on the beautiful collection and assortment of colors held on the shells. If our hatchlings come out to be anything like this, we could make a dragon rainbow.

A low purring and soft growl is heard off to my right, the noise startling me slightly but I instantly relax when I know that it is Calin. Looking over at her, I see her sex covered by her tail, completely smothered by vaginal fluids while her wings rest weakly on the ground. If she even had the strength to lift them, it would leave her weary and panting for breath. The peaceful look on her face brings a smile to me as I walk over to kneel beside her neck, calmly stroking her scales and whispering soothing words of congratulations and praise.

Calin thrums in happiness, tilting her head to look at me, responding in kind by shoving her mind closer to mine. Eventually I get her to sit down, laying on her right side with her head on my lap, purring contently as I rest on her left foreleg while looking up into the night sky. The stars shine brightly, illuminating the forest almost if to guide us home. My hands casually roam over her neck scales while Calin purrs at the touch, our minds still connected, the flow of emotion for each other not diminishing as our love only grows for one another. Her wings rest neatly on her back, assisted by me as she could only lightly raise them before falling back down.

Our eggs lay off to the side a ways, the enclosure I had created letting the heat created by Calin stay within its borders to warm me so I do not freeze. As time passes and the moon steadily rides to the west over the horizon and beyond the forest, my mind wonders, thinking of what I will do now that Calin as laid her first clutch and our feelings are so strong for one another. What will happen when Quin Shun finds out about things? What will he think? Will he continue my training? Or cast me off to live alone, possible without Calin, the dragoness who I love so much?

I just cannot let that happen, my indefinable devotion for her would make me go to mars and back, fight death itself, give my heart to her so I know she lives. The future is a mystery, a maze of possible roads in life, of possible choices to make and the consequences that follow. If I were to leave with Calin and never return, what would happen with the rest of the world? Would they search for me? Would Quin Shun try to find me? I would not let him take my mate away from me. He would need to kill me before that happened, and still I would fight until my last breathe, until my soul disappeared before I gave up hope, but not before then.

The world is certainly a strange place; with many different cultures and nations as well as governments and leaders. If I could bring Calin somewhere else, to the mountains up north or to Canada, would our love still exist through all the obstacles we face? What if she were to be captured? Would I be strong enough to free here? To protect her? Only with my powers as a Protector would I be able to do that, an apprentice at that, but if Quin Shun has taught me one thing in my time in training, is that no one is powerless, unless you believe you are. A regular person could be a national hero if he has the capabilities and hope he can do it.

So many questions, so many answers left unseen. Is it best to wait for them to come to me, or for me to search them out? As long as I am with Calin, my mate that is everything I will ever need to be happy, for there is one thing I will never do to her. I will never hurt her; never make her cry, never abuse her, never humiliate her, and above all, I will always be there for her in her time of need.