Dragon 4 Chapter 7

Chloe and Larisa had taught me how dragons settled arguments. No surprise, it involved fighting. The process felt archaic, but it was effective. Once again, I wanted to follow dragon customs as I learned more about their culture.

"You've disrespected my mates in front of the whole conclave. You will duel me, and when you lose, you will kneel to my mate in apology. And you will accept that your daughter will never be a part of my family."

The dragon woman gasped like I’d slapped her, but then she raised her head haughtily.

"Fine, if I win--"

I cut her off. I had a feeling what she said was going to involve her daughter, and that wasn’t going to happen. "If in some outlandish scenario yo win, I will not hold your disrespect towards my mate against you. This time."

The leader of the blue dragons stepped into view. I thought he might try to smooth over the moment, but instead he simply said, "Come, let’s find an open space so we don't wreck the party." His face turned towards the woman, shifting into a dark scowl.

For a moment, I could have sworn her head was about to roll.

Brom chuckled and slapped me on the back. "Come. This will be an excellent demonstration for the dragons. Most of us are smart enough to feel it and accept your status. But it is always good to show them."

"Feel it?" I asked.

"You probably wouldn't understand. Every dragon has an aura around them. When you stand near other dragons, it makes their knees weak and their heads heavy. You need no crown or ceremony; all of us can feel it in our bones." Brom explained.

"She doesn't seem too intimidated."

Brom coughed out a laugh. "Sometimes we don't acknowledge what our bodies are telling us. You might have a few challenges from those lacking sense, but this is a good time to show off. I fought three dragons during my first conclave before they accepted me as king."

The party spilled out past the torch-lit jungle, down towards the sea where a cliff face dropped off onto a beach.

It was almost like half an arena; the circular beach made a perfect fighting pit and a sheer cliff face wrapping one side.

"Go, I'll host it." Brom nudged me.

I knew I couldn't show an ounce of hesitation, despite it being the first time I’d truly fought a dragon. There had been that minor scuffle with Yev and the running battle with the silver slave, but this was different.

"Zach." Morgana caught me. "Good luck. Remember what I taught you. And give me your clothes to hold."

"Thanks." I shucked my shirt and jeans, leaving only my enchanted bracer on my arm.

"Knock her out." Jadelyn gave me a ferocious growl, at least as ferocious as the loveable siren could be. I had a feeling if Kelly were here, there’d be far more growl in her voice.

Scarlett nodded. "Stay out of your head, big boy."

My first mate knew me well.

I jumped down into the sand. Shortly after, the woman jumped down, naked herself.

"This duel is between Karen of the blue and Zach, heir of Bahamut, and recognized King of Dragons." Brom's booming voice rolled out from on top of the cliff.

I tried not to snort at her name. It fit.

Dragons and their harems crowded around to watch, but there was a commotion at my title. I had assumed that it would have already spread across the dragons, but dragons apparently held some information like they did their gold.

They all knew now that I was the heir of Bahamut, just not the rest.

"Both of you understand the terms of the duel?"

I nodded and so did she.

Chloe and Larisa had explained the rules of such a duel. Shifting was allowed, but flying more than a few seconds away from your opponent was considered cowardly and surrender.

"Then under our watch, may you solve your dispute." Brom projected his voice, beginning our duel.

Karen didn't hesitate. Charging me, one moment was a naked woman screaming in rage, the next she was a blue tank of a dragon, barreling forward on all four as she continued to expand.

I shifted quickly into my dragon knight form. I tripled in mass and covered myself with protective gold scales. As she reached me, I met her rock hard head with my fist.

Her momentum came to a sudden halt, her back end lifting up off the ground as her weight carried it forward.

I was proud of my strength, but it hadn’t been as seamless as I’d hoped. My shoulder ached as I bounced back a step.

I cursed as pain radiated through my shoulder. Stopping that might have torn something.

Karen had the advantage at that point; she had finished shifting and her massive blue claw swept from the side.

As much strength as I had, I couldn’t outmaneuver her fully shifted claw as she scooped me up and tossed me to the side.

My back smashed against the cliff face, rocks cracking and crumbling behind me.

Karen roared and rushed towards me once more.

Trying to buy myself time, I pulsed out my fear aura.

It hit her like a tidal wave; she stumbled, pulling herself back as her draconic eyes dialated with fear.

I used the time, and I shifted. My bones cracked and reformed as my body shifted, growing larger and larger. My massive gold head rose up over her as she shied away.

Given my more recent increase in size, I had hoped to tower over her. But I was only negligibly larger than her.

I shifted my aura; no longer did I want to scare her. I wanted to dominate her.

Karen snapped out, her maw opening as lightning crackled inside and spilled out.

The lightning washed over me, my scales shifting to bronze as it did before they shifted back to gold.

My beast grinned, and I couldn't help but agree as I pushed to shift to silver. Fire was more harmful than I wanted at the moment.

Karen growled and tried to rise up to match me, but it was like someone had weighed her head down. She was struggling to lift it.

Frost breath washed over her, coating her in ice and frosting her claws in enormous blocks, frozen to the sand.

She whined and snapped at me as my scales shifted gold once again, and I approached.

Her teeth came close to my neck, but I slapped it away with the back of my claw, making her stumble. When she couldn’t reposition her feet, she tipped over, another whine escaping her.

I rumbled a victorious growl and put one clawed foot over her neck, pressing her face into the sand.

She fought me slightly, growling and snapping, but it was no use.

It wasn't even a challenge; she was as weak as a kitten in front of me.

"Yield." I demanded, applying the slightest bit more force.

Karen whimpered, a noise I hadn't expected from a dragon, and I smelled the scent of her arousal.

The beast tried to take control; my dragon craved to satisfy her and itself.

But the human part of me was disgusted. "Yield." I pushed against her again.

"I yield." She hissed.

Pushing off her, I turned to the crowd on the cliff face.

Everyone but my three mates was kneeling on the ground towards me.

Jadelyn clapped excitedly. "That’s my husband!" She pointed down as if everyone didn’t already know.

I rumbled a chuckle, but I knew I wasn’t quite done. Stepping up to the cliff face, I met Scarlett's eyes. "Come, let me give you a lift down."

Scarlett didn't hesitate, jumping on my head as I lowered her down to the sandy beach.

"Karen, you will now bow before my mate and apologize for your disrespect." I growled.

Karen struggled to roll onto her belly and glared at Scarlett. For a brief moment, I thought she was about to snap forward and swallow my mate, but then her nose touched the sand and pushed into it as she lowered her head for Scarlett.

"I am satisfied." Even if the beast wanted to grind her face into the sand, I knew there was such a thing as going too far. Especially in a public display before those I was supposed to lead.

Turning back to those still kneeling on the cliff, I spoke. "Rise, let us return to our celebrations!"

I used my head to scoop up Scarlett and toss her up into the air.

"Whoa!" she shouted, suddenly jostled, but I knew my kitsune would land on her feet. "Warn a girl."

"You've been warned now and in the future. When my blood is pumping, I might toss you around." I grumbled.

"If you need a chew toy right now, the other two might be better." Scarlett laughed.

"All three. Nothing less will do." After smelling another dragon's arousal, the beast was going wild in my head.

Between that and the victory of the duel, I was ready to celebrate.

I put Scarlett down on the top of the cliff and raised myself partially over before shifting.

"Clothes." Morgana handed them back to me.

"Thank you." I quickly slid them on before the available dragons around me tried to pounce. My beast might have just won out if they had.

Thankfully, they turned and everyone started heading back to the party while I got dressed.

Jadelyn looked me up and down. "You look tense."

"Horny." I grumbled. "My dragon really wants to rut in celebration of that victory. I'm also smelling other female dragons here, and it is hard."

It wasn't just Karen. Now, I was noticing the potent cocktail of female dragon scents around me.

"We need to head back to the party; I don't think it would be good to duck out just yet." Jadelyn walked next to me, her fingers along my arm, "but maybe we could take the edge off?" She leaned over and nibbled on my ear.

"I'd like that." I pulled my three mates away from the edge of the jungle, a little deeper into the darkness, for a little privacy.

It was Morgana that stopped me, pulling my lips down to her red painted lips and kissing me.

Her lips were firm and unyielding as I tasted her and her vampire saliva. After months of exposure, I understood it better, and my mind was more than ready for its effect.

My body tingled with sensitive pleasure as I pulled away. Her soft blue chest heaved as she breathed heavily and stared into my eyes with her ruby red eyes. "Well fought. I think your kingship will be in far less question after that. My king." She teased. “But you dropped your guard at the start and didn’t go into it with a plan.”

I groaned. Of course, she was going to coach me, but I was focused on the strain she was putting on my pants.

I felt Morgana move slightly to the side as a tug arose on my pants.

Morgana continued kissing my neck as suddenly, two Jadelyns knelt down on the jungle floor.

They looked up at me with a smile. "I wonder which of us is the real one. Me?" The one on the left leaned forward and planted a sloppy, wet kiss along the side of my erection. Her soft lips molded around me and suckled for a moment before she drew back.

I so desperately wanted to turn with her, chasing the warmth of her lips.

But the other Jadelyn cupped me and brought me to her own lips. She trailed small kisses along the length before kissing the tip and passing it back. "Maybe I'm the real one."

I couldn't help but buck my hips at the two of them. My beast was not in a slow and seductive mood. He wanted to rut hard and fast.

Seeing my frustration only made their smiles more brilliant.

But while she had cast an illusion, I had no question which of them was my Scarlett. The sparkle of mischief in her eyes was unmistakable.

But I wasn’t going to ruin their game. "I don't know; I might need a few more samples of those lovely lips before I can be sure." The last few words came out in a shiver as Morgana dragged her fangs along my neck, teasing me in her own way.

"Yes." The real Jadelyn on the left took it again, kissing the head softly before opening her mouth and taking my length easily. She kept eye contact with me as she savored it, her tongue eagerly coaxing me forward.

Jadelyn, despite all of her wealth and before she even knew what I was, had chosen me. Chosen me to be her husband. Gave me her song and molded her body to be perfect for me.

She was devoted to me in a way that others couldn’t compare to. I had a feeling that was why my beast had marked her first.

I could see the thin scar with the cut of her dress. It was my mark; my claim on her flesh.

The beast agreed with my pleasure at seeing it, wanting to reclaim his mate.

But after the duel and the day I knew she had, going up against the mother dragons, I wanted to make sure Scarlett felt special.

I slid myself out of Jadelyn's eager mouth and turned to Scarlett, grabbing her hair and holding her little fox ears.

Doing so put pressure on her illusion and it popped, leaving behind my lovely red-haired kitsune. "I think since the duel was for your honor, you deserve this one."

She eagerly opened her mouth and swallowed me whole.

Early on in our relationship, she had struggled with my size, but practice had made perfect. Although she still struggled in our repeat sessions; I often stretched her.

"Jadelyn, would you sing for me?" I lifted my siren up from her knees but held one hand on Scarlett's head as I started to gently thrust inside of her mouth.

"Of course, my king." Jadelyn gracefully came to my side, molding against me as a soft note rolled into my ear.

Her song struck my libido like a tuning fork, and I suddenly had to resist the urge of popping right there in Scarlett's mouth.

Jadelyn's song and Morgana's venom had me on a sexual high. My body was practically vibrating as I stroked the inside of Scarlett's mouth, feeling every bump of her tongue rolling along my head.

She knew it too, slowing down, dragging it out even as I twitched in her mouth.

I grabbed both of Scarlett's soft fox ears and pushed myself deeper into her as she hummed around my head.

It felt like my eyes might roll back in my head as I started hitting my peak, my knees buckling as I exploded down her throat.

Scarlett closed her eyes in pleasure as my seed carried with it its own euphoric effect.

She pulled off and sagged. "That still gets me every time."

Morgana took that moment to bite me and take a small sip. "Sorry. You taste so good right after." Her eyes didn’t have an ounce of sorriness within them.

I grabbed her head and pushed her lips back to the two puncture wounds before they healed. "It felt good."

Jadelyn pulled my head to her and kissed me softly. "Is that better?"

"Marginally." I grumbled, wanting to satisfy each of them a dozen times in the jungle before I'd even been close to done.

Dragon libido was legendary, and I was no exception. I was surprised I hadn't seen more rutting since we had arrived on the island.

"Come on. We'll have to settle for 'marginally better' and get back to the party. Scar, are you good to defend him from the dragon moms and lovelies?" Jadelyn moved to help Scarlett up.

My kitsune shook off the effect of my seed and straightened her leather jacket. "Yeah, I got this. Are you sure you don't just want to put them through the rounds and get them all pregnant?"

The beast inside me perked up like a puppy hearing the word ‘treat’.

"No. I don't want a bunch of meaningless mates that just serve to incubate dragons. If I’d wanted that, I would have taken over Kelly's pack and just used them. I want women who I love and who love me. Does that make me a romantic sap?"

"It makes you our lovely husband." Jadelyn grabbed my hand after helping Scarlett up and stared into my eyes. "We love you for who you are, and we won't force this."

"But?" I could feel it coming.

"But you have to think about the responsibilities your new role may have." She finished with a helpless shrug.

I turned to Scarlett. She’d once struggled even with the idea of sharing me with Jadelyn. I was concerned how this would make you feel. "And you? How are the dragons so far?" I started heading back towards the party.

"Obviously I love Yev best." Scarlett laughed. "But that's probably more just familiarity more than anything. We've got a couple who are a little too entitled. Cloe and Larisa showed us you can knock it out of them, though, so maybe that duel will change a few minds.” She shrugged.

Crazy women, why weren’t they more invested in this?

But I knew the answer to the question, they were resigned to the fact that my harem would continue to grow.

"We probably need you to get to know a few to see their real colors come out." She concluded.

"Send me a few that you have vetted. Let’s try to get me some one on one time with them tonight or tomorrow." I sighed.

Morgana laughed. "Dragon King speed dating." Jadelyn snickered behind me.

"Something like that." I grumbled.