4 comments/ 18669 views/ 28 favorites I Will Always Be There For You By: StarLight_Nova Morning sex brings good luck, or so they say. 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 that 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 that 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 breath, 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 that 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 breaths, 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 Will Always Be There For You 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 that 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 that 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 unfertile, 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 her, 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. I Will Always Be There For You 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.