Seated in an abandoned castle sat atop a mountain pass, Aurel rested, contemplating his first move. Having recently left his father's halls and wandering far and wide, he found these dilapidated and ancient walls, admiring them and their tales of old. Sunlight filtered through broken windows, reflecting from his golden scales to throw out a cascade of shining lights across the cracked masonry.

He had made the decision to depart from his family on his own, not partaking in any of his father's many resources. The young dragon had not even brought kobolds along to handle the manual labour. Not that he was powerless, of course. He was still a dragon, and not merely a creature with some draconic ancestry or traits. He was an eldritch drake, as those with in-depth knowledge of arcane creatures would say, or a true dragon in more common parlance.

His kind was incredibly rare, with only a few individuals existing at any given time in the material realm. It was rumoured that the way their very beings were connected to the arcane currents of the cosmos made it impossible for one to be born unless an existing one either passed away or moved to a higher realm of existence.

Due to this, Eldritch drakes often boasted a body with power beyond that which their size and build would imply, and Aurel was an exemplar of his species, or so his mothers would say. He was a lithe creature despite being between a huge horse or a small elephant in size, yet almost feline in shape and posture. Unlike a cat, he was covered in small, overlapping, golden scales, smooth as soft leather yet sturdier than steel. They radiated a metallic gold in the light with crisp obsidian black highlights as though nature sought to better define the contours of his body.

He rested upon the floor with his hind legs drawn up against his body, while the front reached out idly tapping razor sharp talons lightly against the broken chair he held, fingers wrapped dexterously around the wood as one of his thumbs trailed slow circles upon the seat. A rustling noise in the forest below the walls got his attention, and the dragon arched his long neck sideways while his deep blue reptilian eyes focused on the space. Something was moving down there.

Not wanting to startle whatever was below, the dragon coiled his long dexterous tail around the old chair he was mindlessly playing with and carefully placed it behind him without making a sound. Aurel instinctively bared his sharp dagger like teeth, their ivory white gleaming under the sunset. The rustling continued for a few moments before dying down completely.

For a moment the dragon thought to focus on the arcane currents of the area, for Eldritch drakes had a preternatural understanding the arcane, and both learning and casting spells came with ease. The older he got, the easier it got for him, and at this young age he was already as talented as many veteran sorcerers. Yet in the end he didn't bother to do so, thinking it was probably just a deer or a boar minding it's own business in the forest.

From the sides of his head grew a pair of thick dark horns with golden highlights that curled around it like a crown before their tips bent upward to an impossibly sharp point. While currently folded neatly against his back, an

The dragon stretched like a cat on top of the wall as the sun finally sunk bellow the horizon, unfolding an enormous pair of leathery, scaled wings that grew from behind his shoulders. They were so massive he could wrap himself twice over with them should he wish to, and could carry him long distances. Despite this, he didn't really needed them for flight, as he could use the arcane power in his blood for that, but it always felt glorious to soar through the sky with the wind under his wings.

He stared at the starry sky for a moment, thinking of what to do now that he was on his own, before smiling to himself and jumping off to the courtyard, his claws making a soft clicking sound on the weathered cobbles that betrayed his real weight. Aurel preferred to walk on all fours with the gait of a feline predator, but like all eldritch drakes he could stand on his hind legs and move like any biped. Yet, moving on all fours allowed him to get around faster and fit more easily into spaces not designed for his considerable standing height.

The crumbling walls and towers were too small for his size even before falling to ruins, so he had made himself comfortable in the old basement, using some minor transmutation magic to make himself at home. The original stairwell had been expanded as if temporarily made of putty and stretched to the sides, allowing Aurel to descend without having to squeeze his frame through. Inside, broken brick and plaster had been smoothed out into an almost pristine gloss, and a series of skylights allowed the moonlight from the courtyard to slip through, giving the space an ethereal look.

Aurel made his way to the small nest he had made for himself here. Using a few more spells, he had transmuted some trees and bushes from the nearby forest into a comfortable round bed of soft fibres, and while there was nothing to display on it yet, he had also made himself a small bookcase.

The dragon curled himself in his massive bed and stared at the moon through one of the skylights. He had been here for a few weeks, yet had been so busy exploring the area and learning of it's surroundings that he hadn't bothered to do more work in his new home. It didn't feel urgent, if he got bored or wished for more comfort he could always morph into a human or similar and stay in a comfortable inn, but something inside him itched to start doing more with his now independent life.

He didn't know how long he had been lost in thought while fixated on the night sky, but after a while a shadow in the corned of his eye alerted him of an intruder in his space. Keeping his head stationary, he flicked his eyes towards the movement. the movement without moving his head. He say a blurry figure tip-toeing around his lair with almost comically long steps, almost as bard in a pantomime play.

He saw vague outlines, like the shadow of a tree waving in a strong breeze. His eyes narrowed slightly, unable to fully make out the slender frame fully... perhaps it was someone attempting to magically obfuscate themselves from the eldritch drake's magically attuned eyes. Whomever it was, they had a feminine frame and gave the impression of not being used to this sort of skulduggery.

With a smirk curling on his lips, Aurel moved his head slowly until it had fully locked in position with the moving shadow, a small grin curling on his lips. "How strange... my eyes must be tired, for I thought I had seen something but there is naught but shadows..." the dragon's voice was deep like a rumbling cavern yet oddly melodic.

There was a soft, almost giggling sound briefly emanating from the shadowy blur, either playing along or oblivious to the dragon's sarcasm. The figure continued to creep closer and closer to the nest, until it almost in front of the dragon. With a casual flick of a hand, Aurel instantly dismissed the interloper's invisibility, the power unravelling in a moment under his gaze.

With the shadowy blur dissipating from around her, the now revealed woman stopped in her tracks like she had been frozen in place. Her green eyes stretched wide and her rosy lips let out a soft gasp. The woman's entire body tensed up as she slowly turned her head to look up at the golden behemoth now staring down at her.

The interloper looked nothing like a thief or a assassin... if anything she reminded the dragon of those exotic bards that dance by spinning around metal poles while making sensual poses, a look enhanced by the twin tails of bright pink hair that flowed from her head, cascading down her shoulders like a gaudy, pink fountain.

Even her clothes felt out of place, as if she had swapped a fancy outfit for a pair of nondescript brown shorts and top that were clearly designed for someone a different size, specially around her chest. Apart from the way-too-tight top and her shorts, she only wore a mismatched pair of stockings, one white and one black, neither of which reached her shorts, and pair of well worn hiking boots.

Pointy ears, bright hair, tanned looking skin an effortlessly stunning beauty by human standards... A sun elf, Aurel thought to himself.

A teasingly predatory grin curled on the dragons lips, flashing his sharp shiny teeth at the woman. "Well... hello there..." he said almost like a playful kitten. The woman's green eyes widened in a panic as she let out a cute yelp and carefully started moving backwards.

"Now, now... stop and stay awhile, my cute little guest..." the dragon said, his words laced with power as he locked eyes with her, gripping her gaze like iron. She stopped, her body shuddering softly as she found herself stuck in place. The woman's gaze was lost in the dragon's blue eyes almost as if they were a whirlpool sucking her in.

Aurel smiled, the most feared power of an eldritch drake was their overwhelming aura, and for good reason, even being in the presence of one caused mortals to drown in powerful emotions. Some cowered in fear, others fell to their knees in awe, while others had their rage incensed into almost berserker fury.

By locking gazes with his guest, the dragon could channel his aura directly at her, making his commands hypnotic and utterly irresistible except for those with the mightiest willpower. Trapped by his gaze and his words, the woman whimpered in front of him, her ears twitching as if waiting for his next command.

"Tell me, beautiful... who are you?" he said leaning forward while resting his chin on his right hand.

The woman pursed her lips, face tensing as she fought to not answer, "I..." she began, trying to hold her breath, "I am Nyana... Elwynn," her eyes widened and she raised a hand to cover her mouth in shock as the words blurted out from her.

Aurel narrowed his eyes for a moment while thinking. Elwynn... he had read that name before... an ancient and famous elven lineage, one going back to even before the species was placed under it's current curse. The dragon leaned closer to his uninvited guest, carefully sniffing her body. There was a peculiar scent to her... she was a sorceress, albeit either completely untrained or simply not very powerful.

However he could feel something else... Something deeper... He placed his nose against her exposed belly and took big sniff, making the woman let out a little yelp as he did so. Whatever it was inside her felt ancient, a powerful arcane aura that called to him. It felt different to the woman's scent, as though it was a missing puzzle piece or some part of a whole that tugged upon his senses.

He lingered there a few moments as he pondered this odd power deep within her soul, and found he was staying longer than anticipated. Slowly, his nose rubbed against her tanned skin, the soft sensation of her warm, smooth flesh inviting him to remain even longer.

His long, slender tongue flicked out, drawing a soft, surprised moan from the elven woman as he lapped at her belly in parting. Slowly, he drew his head upwards and away from that soft skin to catch the woman's eyes once more. "Tell me, Nyana... why are you here?" he asked her, intrigued by her presence here.

The woman relaxed, lost once more in his blue gaze, her eyes dimming as if Aurel was sucking out all her willpower. She timidly raised a hand and showed him what she was holding. "I... wanted to put this on you..." she said with a confused tone that mixed fear and arousal in equal measure.

Aurel looked at the item she was showing him and carefully picked it up with two fingers. It was a plain looking steel collar with an o-ring dangling from the front. The dragon had never seen one of these before, but he had read about them. It was a command collar, or, in more common parlance, a slave collar. These magical devices were normally used to control animals or magical creatures... but less salubrious individuals used them to enslave sapient beings.

Once the collar was locked around a creature's neck, it would lock seamlessly and could only be removed by the one that had attuned themselves to it as the "master". From that point, the "slave" was forced to obey any commands uttered by the master, though some could resist for a while at the expense of suffering great pain while doing so.

Putting aside the fact that such a basic magic artefact would have never worked on him in the first place, he was puzzled by how exactly she had planned to collar him with it anyway. While these things expanded or contracted to match the neck of whatever creature it was designed to control, this one would have never fitted his neck.

Aurel looked at the collar puzzled and back at the transfixed elven woman. "And how exactly were you planning to put it on me? This tiny thing would never fit me..." he asked her with curiosity.

The woman nervously hugged her own body while trying and failing to advert her eyes from his gaze. "I thought it would work anyway if I put it on your tail or wrist..." she said in a timid voice that Aurel found rather sweet and pleasing.

He tilted his head, his brow knotted in confusion. "Huh... I didn't think of that... I'm not even sure if that would work..." he mused, "regardless... this is nowhere near powerful enough to control me, my cute little intruder..."

Nyana whimpered, fidgeting with her fingers and shifting her feet from the discomfort of being trapped under his gaze, all while blushing like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. "I-I-I didn't know that..." she replied, stumbling over her words as even the tips of her ears turned red with fluster.

"You are adorable..." he purred back, grinning, "so tell me... why did you want to collar me with this? What was your full plan?" he said as her gaze got ensnared further by his, the dragon's words pushing her mind where he desired.

"I-I-I heard that d-d-d-dragons can make people do what they want... but without f-f-f-forcing them... making them all friends even if they hated each other..." she stammered while holding her hands against her chest, "I-I thought a dragon wouldn't h-h-help me... unless I forced him with something like t-t-this..."

Aurel leaned closer to her once more, his eyes projecting his aura onto her like a lead blanket. She struggled to stay on her feet, her knees buckling under the stress. "First off... relax, breathe... as outrageous and offensive your plan was, if you answer my question and behave yourself I won't harm you, understand?" the dragon asked as waves of power emanated from his words.

Whimpering once more, Nyana obeyed, taking a deep breath and dropping to her knees as her body relaxed with a soft moan. She looked back at him with a calmer look in her eyes, now more in awe of him than terrified. "Y-y-yes... I understand..." she replied meekly, her sweet voice slowly losing her stutter.

"Good girl..." the words flowed from his mouth reflexively, as if they ached to be said. They had an immediate effect on Nyana, she was blushing again and shifting on her knees while covering her mouth with one hand. "Now... explain to me everything, from the beginning..." he said, sitting in front of her like a lounging cat.

The woman's head seemed to spin for a second as her brain tried to align everything before replying. My mother told me," she began, her fingers moving to toy with the hem of her shorts, even as her voice calmed from her nerves, "many, many moons ago that out species was cursed by an ancient spirit.

Aurel relaxed as she spoke, his smile growing as he listened to the musicality of her voice, it tickled his ears in the best way. "I know the curse you refer to... the elves are condemned to slowly disappear from the world... males are rarely born and you cannot have children with most others... and the ones you can do it with produce offspring that, while carrying part of your legacy, never inherit all the traits of an elf..." he said, helping her along with his own knowledge.

"Yes..." she smiled, her back straightening as her shoulders lifted, "there are fewer and fewer of us each year... we have not gone extinct already because of how long lived we are... Some of us have even given up, settling down with humans and other species we can have children with, either enjoying their lives without caring about it or content that their legacy would live on on their half-elven children..."

The dragon nodded back at her. "There is No shame in that, but it is sad creatures as beautiful as you may disappear from the world one day..." he replied, his eyes glancing down and away from the woman as he frowned, picturing a world without elves.

Nyana's cheeks reddened further at his compliment, her hands clenching her shorts and top even harder. "Yes, my mother thought the same as you... she travelled the world for decades until she found my father. They didn't even get along much, but stayed together until I was old enough to fend for myself..." despite her apparently unhappy upbringing and farcical attempt at capturing Aurel, she spoke even better than she looked.

"My mother says our family descends from the ones that caused this curse, at least in part..." she continued, averting her eyes in shame, "long ago all four branches of elves lived together in harmony, but something happened and an ancient spirit became so offended with them that they placed this curse upon us..."

The Ancient spirits... Aurel knew about them, beings of immense power who were supposedly born of the collective essence of each sapient species. They mostly lived in small parallel realms outside of the material world, observing the peoples that spawned them as some sort of guardian angel... or fearsome judge as it seemed to be in this case." I know the story," said the dragon, "but how does all that connect to me and your... 'plan' to enslave me?"

Nyana cast her gaze down at her feet, shifting uneasily under Aurel's scrutiny. She jumped slightly as he brought a taloned claw down sharply against the floor, her gaze snapping back up to his in shock, "well what most don't know is that there is a way to stop the curse..." she said in a quiet tone.

Aurel was now very curious. He leaned forward again, his interest piqued, "Tell me..."

"...the ancient spirit demanded that the four great families of the elven branches made peace and prayed for her forgiveness together," she explained, "if that were to happen she would grant them an audience and if they had truly mended their ways, forgive them and lift the curse..."

A delighted grin curled in the dragon's lips. This was one of the most fascinating things he had heard in his life so far. "I can see why you thought you needed my power... I cannot imagine how could that happen without something like it..." he said, fascinated by the story.

She pouted slightly, her soft eyes still upon his, "Yeah... and even worse is that it would have to be four elves all descended from the original families that triggered the curse..." Nyana said despondently.

In an instant, Aurel raised his head up, glancing away for a moment as he snapped two clawed fingers together, "That power inside of you... like a fragment or a puzzle piece missing it's set... that's what that is..." he said as his blue eyes shone with intrigue.

"Huh?" she raised an eyebrow slightly, leaning to the side to try and recapture his gaze.

"When I smelled you, I could sense your own sorcerous power... but also something different, much older and powerful... like the shard of a whole missing the rest of it's pieces..." he said. Nyana looked much more relaxed now, and Aurel unleashed a smile at how her eyes shone when fixated on his gaze.

"Wait... I have sorcerous power?" she asked with a puzzled look. Aurel raised his equivalent of an eyebrow and tilted his head to one side.

"You didn't know...?" he asked her, genuinely surprised. "You were literally using an invisibility spell just now?!"

"No! Nobody ever told me! Does that mean I can cast spells?!" she seemed genuinely excited about this, holding her hands tightly against her chest. "I used a potion for that invisibility spell! It cost me the last of my money!"

Aurel let out a laugh that shook the ruins like thunder. "By the gods you are adorable..." he said, giving her a lick on her face and making the woman blush like a tomato, "yes, you silly elf, you are capable of casting spells if trained properly..." he said with a grin, "well, technically everyone is capable, but you were born with a natural connection to the flow of magic, so it should be easier for you..."

Her eyes lighted up and she squealed in delight. "That is amazing! No one told me! I can't wait to learn!" she almost bounced with energy at the thought.

Aurel couldn't keep the smirk from his face, has she forgotten she has been captured while trying to enslave a dragon? "Are you not interested in that arcane 'piece' inside you any more?" the dragon asked, trying to wrangle their conversation back to where it was before this little meandering path.

Nyana stared at him for a moment, the cogs in her head slowly turning. "Right! Yes, sorry!" she said getting back on topic. "It's amazing that you could see... em... smell that inside me! It proves my mother was correct and the curse can be reversed!" she said. But her excited outlook soon melted away, her face returning to the same crestfallen look as before, "but there is no way for me to find and convince the others to fix things without your power..."

With the smirk still lighting his face up, Aurel tenderly raised her chin so her green eyes were locked with her blue gaze again. "Eyes on me, gorgeous," he said, the power of his hypnotic aura and his words forcing her into a state of absolute focus on him.

"So, you don't know who they could be, you don't know if you could convince them..." he said, still somewhat perplexed. "Do you even know how the draconic power you are talking about works? Do you know much about eldritch drakes like me?" he asked her.

The woman looked like a trapped mouse while pouting, clearly feeling a bit dumb. "N-n-not really... I heard in town someone had seen a dragon in these ruins, and when someone else mentioned that power I rushed to buy that collar and dashed here with just whatever supplies I was carrying... I guess I was really excited..." she replied in a meek tone.

"...the miracle here is that someone didn't slap that collar on you at some point in your travels... by the gods..." Aurel grumbled with a hand over his face. "Listen carefully then... I will tell you about my kind..." he told her with some exasperation.

"Y-y-yes, sir... I'm listening carefully..." she said only partly transfixed by his power. Aurel smiled from being called "sir", it gave him a tingle that travelled all the way from his neck to the tip of his tail. He purred to himself, thinking of another title he was keen to hear from her lips. Not yet, though, he thought.

"Keep calling me 'sir' for now, gorgeous... I like it..." he said with a soft growl.

Nyana, covered her lips with one hand, turning her face downwards while still looking into his eyes. "Y-y-yes... sir..." she replied, blushing from head to toe.

"Good girl..." the dragon purred, making her visibly shiver. The words had come naturally to him once again, and it was evident she had enjoyed them, "Right... we eldritch drakes are very rare. All born male for some reason, and for there to be more of our kind we need to mate with women of other species..." he continued while Nyara listened, ears slightly perked up, her attention fully upon the dragon's words. "But it's not even that straight-forward... if we mate with a woman and we don't have enough kobolds bound to us, that woman will bear a clutch of fast growing kobold eggs..."

"So that's where Kobolds come from?" she asked with a gasp, her eyes widening in surprise.

Aurel chuckled to himself and gave her a playful lick on the nose that made her giggle, "kobolds can reproduce amongst themselves quite... effectively. But their initial origin is probably this," he answered before continuing with his lecture, "as such, most of our kind inherits a small group of kobolds from our father when we depart the nest, but I decided I wanted to start from scratch... it felt the right thing to do..." he said as Nyana gave him approving nods. "Because of this any woman I mate with would deliver really fast growing clutches of kobolds, something between four or six eggs per delivery in just around two months. These eggs would hatch in weeks and have some basic knowledge instilled on them from birth. In just a couple more months they would be effectively adults and working to maintain my lair and anything else I command them to do..."

Nyana stared at him slack jawed. "Kobolds are so very cute! I've met a few during my travels! But these ones didn't work for any dragon..." she pondered aloud.

"Dragons have existed for uncountable millennia, sweet one. The kobolds that served ancient dragons were unbound when their masters passed from this world. Some would have sought another dragon to bind themselves to, while others likely went on to live ordinary lives..." he finished, realising he had allowed his hold over her to slip and yet she still knelt in front of him utterly engrossed by his words.

After a moment spent focussed on the woman, he spoke again, "However, most kobolds feel an overpowering urge to seek out a dragon and bind themselves to them should the chance arise..." he leant forwards, the girl mirroring the movement. "I suspect I shall have some visiting my lair soon... it's one of the reasons I made myself known to the nearby towns and villages."

"Right..." said Nyana, following along, "but if you... erm... making love... to a woman makes kobolds... how do you make more dragons?" she asked, drawing a grin from Aurel that reached all the way across his face, both amused and delighted by her choice of words.

"Such an impatient lady..." he teased, "elves live very long lives, gorgeous, you can wait a little..." Nyana blushed once more at his words, keeping her eyes upon the dragon despite no longer being forced to by Aurel's will.

"S-s-sorry, sir... I'm listening..." she apologised, giving him a meek look that came across oddly adorable. Hearing her call him 'sir' once more made Aurel audibly purr.

"Where was I... Ah yes! The amount of kobolds needed varies from dragon to dragon, but once one has 'enough', his partners stop producing clutches of kobold eggs. Pregnancies then become very rare... but the more a dragon mates with one of his partners, the more draconic essence seeps into them... After many sessions of... 'love making'..." he smirked, reflecting her words to make her blush again, "a partner may become so utterly suffused with the dragon's essence that they flat out stop being able to procreate with their own species, but they are now able to birth half-dragons..."

Nyana stared at him again with fascination. She was covering her mouth with one hand while playing with one of her pink twin-tails with the other. Aurel found this look so absurdly adorable he almost wanted to eat her, but he contented himself, for now, with just giving her another lick that made the woman giggle.

"What's a half-dragon?" she asked, with the same adorable curiosity.

"You might have met one already... they are members of whatever species their mother was, but they have some draconic traits, such as horns, scales, tails, wings..." he said, satisfying her curiosity, "some even look like small humanoid versions of us..."

"Oooooooh!" she exclaimed excitedly, "yes! I have met some! But their dad wasn't a dragon I think..."

Aurel nodded back at her. "Sometimes those traits stay in the family... and at least one time they developed into a full new species, like dragonfolk..." he said with a grin.

"That's amazing!" she said, almost clapping at this fascinating new discovery. The dragon found all of this immensely amusing. Nyana was clearly well educated, but she had very odd gaps in her knowledge... dragonfolk being descended from dragons was not a big secret.

"As I said, even becoming pregnant with a half-dragon is rare... usually taking many attempts..." he said with a grin that made Nyana blush again, "but when it happens it's a good sign, because it means that mate can now bear a proper dragon egg..."

Nyana leaned forward with her mouth half open and such an excited look it was as if she had sparkles in her eyes. "And how does that happen?" she asked, giddy for more details.

Aurel chuckled, moving his snout closer to her nose. Nyana was utterly lost in his eyes, even though he wasn't projecting his aura or infusing his words with power at all. A burning desire was igniting inside the dragon, one he instinctively knew the meaning of despite never having felt it before.

"It happens the usual way, sweetie..." he said making a circular shape with his thumb and index finger while lewdly slipping his other index finger in and out of it. Nyana blushed and covered her mouth again while giving him a playful look. Her scent had changed, and each time the dragon inhaled the fire inside him grew with maddening intensity.

"But it takes many, many, many tries... my father had been making love..." he said with another grin, though this time Nyana let slip a soft giggle instead of blushing, "...to my egg-bearer mother for one hundred and seven years before it happened..."

"Wow... that is a long time to get pregnant... even for an elf..." she glanced off to the side while grabbing the hem of her shorts again,"...so much... love making..." she murmured, her breathing starting to get heavier.

Aurel chuckled again. "Indeed... and this is where that power you heard about comes in handy..." he said, making her focus return and her ears perk up.

"We eldritch drakes can take a chosen partner and enthral them..." he explained, the word somehow making Nyana shiver, "it allows us to take a sapient creature's soul and bind it to our own... permanently..."

"B-b-bind them...?" the elven woman gasped, breathlessly.

"Hmm, perhaps Bind does not do it justice... the enthralled person becomes so intertwined with their dragon their whole being becomes utterly devoted to their Master..." The word made Nyana almost jump, though not out of fear.

"Once bound, the person ceases to age and only expires if killed unnaturally or if their dragon passes on themselves..." Aurel added, "they are also partly infused with draconic power, becoming stronger, hardier... and more potent spellcasters themselves..."

He paused again, his eyes closing for a moment as the proper words found him, "But they are like the moon is to our world... constantly orbiting their dragon, unable to even conceive of life without them, every fibre of their being dedicated to serving their new Master..." he spoke the word again like an arcane incantation, noticing how Nyana clenched her thighs as she heard it, "yet it's not mind control, personality and will remains... but it's as if their whole universe has shifted perspective and rearranged itself with their dragon always on top..."

"That's... a bit scary..." Nyana replied, her tone quivering a touch, though it was underlined by the deep lust evident in her eyes at the thought of being bound like that.

"My father speculates that it's to ensure we keep a chosen partner forever so all that necessary love making needed for a new dragon can happen..." Aurel grinned, enjoying her blush again. "Do you understand now?" he asked, raising her chin to meet his eyes once more, finding himself hooked on the sight of Nyana's body melting to his will as their gazes locked.

"Yes... my plan wouldn't have worked anyway..." she timidly said while holding her face. "I'm just so dumb..." Nyana added despondently.

Aurel couldn't help but reach out to put one of his claws on her head in comfort. She hugged his arm, pressing her chest against it while a few tears dripped down the dragon's scales. "I didn't even know dragons were like this! I thought they must have been just big scary monsters with a weird power!" she whimpered softly.

Bafflement crossed Aurel's face, but he pushed the feeling aside. His mothers had taught him that he shouldn't judge others harshly, especially when you don't know everything about them. Maybe she just hadn't been interested in the sort of books and stories that would have given her this knowledge... and that was fine, Nyana was clearly willing to learn and listen.

"You are not dumb..." he said, delicately wiping her tears with his left claw while she tightly hugged his right arm, "bubbly... impulsive... but I do not think you are dumb..."

She looked up at him with teary eyes. "Really...? You mean it...?" she asked, her gaze hopeful as a child asking for approval.

Aurel smiled and gently rubbed his nose on hers, drawing out a giggle as her tears stopped. "I genuinely do... you are keen to listen and I honestly think you are more intelligent than you think..." he replied, though after a moment added, "...you are very reckless though... you could have ended up dead if you had found something else in these ruins instead of me..."

Nyana's head drooped in shame. "Yeah... it's not the first time I got in trouble... mum was always scolding me for rushing into things without thinking and being too optimistic..." she murmured.

Aurel licked her face again, stealing yet another giggle from the woman. "I think those traits make you endearing... but also that you need someone to keep an eye on you to make sure you're safe..." he said with a naughty grin.

The woman smiled to herself and gave his arm a squeeze. "That would be nice..." she said, utterly oblivious to his insinuation.

Aurel carefully retrieved his arm from her grip and gave her an intense look, a naughty smile curling on his lips. "Look into my eyes and listen very carefully, my dear..." he said as he tugged on the leash of power between them, drawing her gaze to him , "until further notice you will reply to all my questions truthfully, no matter how you feel about them, understand...?"

The woman whimpered while utterly transfixed on the dragon's blue eyes, a storm of sensations coursing through her body. "Y-y-yes... sir..." she replied, "I u-u-understand..."

"Good girl..." he purred back while she shivered at his compliment. "Tell me, Nyana, are you currently in any relationships? any lovers, partners, husbands... wives?"

The woman stared back at him for a moment, lost in thought. "N-no... I don't think so..." she said.

Aurel softly scratched the smooth stone floor with his claws. The fact she had to think if she had a partner was strangely delightful. Nyana must have left a trail of broken hearts behind her out of her utter and adorable obliviousness.

"Good..." he said, licking his lips, "now tell me... have you been aroused while talking with me at any point tonight...?"

Her eyes went so wide they almost popped out of her sockets. "W-w-w-what do you mean... a-a-a-aroused...?" she stammered, tripping over her words as her face flushed red.

Aurel leaned forward with a hungry grin on his face. "Wet... horny... needy... thinking of making love with me...?" he asked, teasing her with her own words.

Nyana audibly gasped, tensing her body and clenching her thighs. "Y-y-y-yes... sir..." she finally admitted, consumed with both shame and excitement.

The dragon's grin grew so wide it almost spilled off his face. "Are you aroused... right now..." he asked, savouring the moment.

Nyana tried to cover her face in shame, but Aurel pressed against her mind with his power to keep her locked in place. She settled this battle in her mind by keeping her hands on her face but peeking through her fingers. "Y-y-y-y-yes... s-s-s-sir..." she was almost boiling in her own juices.

"Then, in exchange for your little stunt..." he said showing her the slave collar she had brought, "you are going to spend the night making love with me..."

Nyana let our a loud whimper while nervously shifting her hips in place. Aurel could smell her arousal permeating the room. "Y-y-yes... sir... I w-w-w-will..." Nyana answered with trembling lips.

"Good girl..." he cooed, making her shiver again, "you are looking forward to this, aren't you...?"

Nyana started nervously panting while pulling at her top. Her face was seemingly unable to choose an expression, shifting between nervousness, shyness, fear, excitement, happiness and pure unbridled need. After letting out an audible gasp, her features bundled in a mix of emotions. She stared at the dragon with a trembling smile, tears running down her cheeks... and an all consuming look of lust in her eyes. "...I am..." she managed to say with an almost breathless tone.

"Marvellous..." he replied, excitement building in his loins, "come here, gorgeous..." The dragon tenderly held the back of her head and gently pressed her forward into a fiery kiss.

Nyana wrapped her arms around his huge head while hungrily devouring his lips with wet sloppy kisses and nibbles, her hunger for him as feverish as her touches were expert. It seemed that while this was her first time with a dragon, it most definitely wasn't her first time. She delighted Aurel, who started to purr loudly for her and ravenously shoved his long muscular tongue into her mouth and throat.

Once the initial surprise had passed, Nyana's whimpers slipped away and she let out a happy sigh, gripping his head tightly while his tongue ravished her mouth and pushed down her throat just enough to make her moan. Happy with her eager reaction to his kiss, Aurel tightened the grip he had on her head while pushing his aura deep into her green eyes.

"Relax your throat fully, I want to claim it..." he said, his words radiating with the heat he felt towards her.

Nyana stared at him for a moment before her eyes closed and she obediently opened her mouth as wide as she could while extending her tongue. Aurel growled in pleasure at the sight of her invitation and playfully slid his tongue forwards and down her throat, cutting off her moan while her flesh bulged from the dragon's massive muscle.

His command was infused with power and had made even her very flesh compliant, taking away her gag reflex, if it ever was there, and allowing him to fuck her throat with his tongue for a sweet long moment until he withdrew, keenly aware that she desperately needed air again.

Nyana loudly gasped and took long breaths while caressing her throat with one hand, her whole body shivering from the experience. Aurel lifted her panting face again so their gazes met, admiring how utterly incensed with need her eyes were. "Did you enjoy that, my dear...?" he asked with a grin.

"Yes!" she panted before lunging for his lips and passionately pushing her own tongue into his jaws while holding to his head as tightly as she could.

Aurel let out a surprised growl but quickly started purring while holding her with both hands, utterly delighted by her passion. He pulled her back for a second and sensually opened her mouth with his thumb, caressing her lolling tongue while making his own tongue slither down her throat again.

Nyana's eyes rolled back partly into her skull while holding on to his jaws and clenching her thighs so hard she almost lost balance and fell. To say she was clearly enjoying having her throat fucked by his tongue was an understatement.

The dragon retreated his tongue again with a satisfied purr while she gasped and panted, holding onto him with a shocked look of excitement on her face, still drooling for the pleasant throat fucking. "Gods... that felt amazing..." she breathed, Aurel's power unneeded to draw those words from her mouth.

Aurel licked her lips tenderly as he helped her regain her balance. He took a nice long look at the elven woman, she was trembling with excitement, her nethers clearly soaked under her shorts and her nipples so hard they seem to be trying to punch through the suffering fabric of her top. She was giving him a lustful, pleading look that made him growl with a hunger he had not experienced before.

"Undress for me... take everything off but your stockings and jewellery..." he said with a dirty smile on his lips.

"Y-y-yes... of course..." she said, her hands moving towards her body.

"Yes... sir..." he corrected her with a rumbling tone.

Nyana whimpered, biting her lip while struggling to unbutton her top. "Y-y-yes... sir..." the way she said "sir" made it seem she had almost melted while uttering it.

"Good girl..." he admitted with a smile before sitting like a cat in front of her to admire her body as she undressed.

The beautiful woman started unbuttoning her top while her eyes remained lost within Aurel's endless blue gaze, almost sinking into a trance despite the dragon only focusing his aura on her sparingly. Nyana let out a sigh of relief as her bosom almost exploded out from her top.

Aurel let slip a chuckle as he leaned forward and tenderly started to lick her silky and smooth supple chest. "You really shouldn't trap them like this, gorgeous..." he purred as his inhumanly long tongue curled around one of her breasts, giving it a loving squeeze while flicking her nipple with the tip.

Nyana let out a needy moan while holding to his head for dear life, his sensual attentions making her knees shiver. "Y-y-yes... sir..." she blushed, biting her lower lip before replying, "it's just hard to find nice clothes of my sizes..."

The dragon gave her a mischievous look before giving her an soft nibble on her nipple with his dagger-like teeth, sending Nyana into a long shivering moan while pressing her forehead against his scales. "I'll help you sort that out from now on..." he said as his purrs mirrored her trembling, "and I don't recall asking you to stop..."

She almost melted into his eyes from his words, her hands fumbling to continue undressing despite how maddengly arousing it was to feel his burning tongue on her flesh, his teeth teasing at her skin without piercing it. "Sorry... sir..." she said, dying to just be taken by the dragon.

After fiddling with the remaining buttons for a bit, she finally managed to fully remove her top, casually tossing it aside. Aurel beamed her a radiant smile as he retreated his tongue and nuzzled her bosom between loud purrs.

Nyana giggled and kissed his forehead before continuing to undress for her new lover, carefully bending over to unlace and remove her boots, breasts dangling beneath her. Aurel was overcome with a strong urge to nuzzle and tease them with a giggle, delighting in her little moans and frustrated rush to undress.

The elf's boots finally came off and she kicked them aside with her top. She nervously stood in front of him with a playful look and blushing cheeks, before slowly starting to unbuckle her belt and unbutton her shorts.

Aurel's keen sense of smell had noted her arousal for a while now, but the exposing of her nethers made him growl like a rutting animal. Nyana was not simply aroused by him and the situation, the elven woman was downright ravenous and her hungry nethers were so slick they glistened under the dim light of the room.

Her nethers were beautifully framed by her slender, squeezable thighs, a perfect pair of lower lips without a single inch of flesh poking out. Elven women (and elven men, for that matter) generally did not have any body hair whatsoever, their skins smooth like doll-like silk... except for a small little patch of fluff right atop their mound.

Nyana's was an adorable tuft of silken pink hair so inviting that Aurel was unable to resist the urge to gently rub his nose on it, drawing a giggle and moan from his lover while she petted his big snout. It tickled his scales in the most delightful way while her smell made his blood boil and nethers emerge and swell.

"Is it your first time... em... sir..." she asked, letting her shorts and belt, heavy with with bags, slide down her legs before clumsily flicking it towards the clothes pile with a foot.

Aurel let out a happy sigh and a purr while effusively rubbing his nose and face all over her lower body, hungry for the feeling of her delicious, silky flesh against his scales. "My father's lair had many visitors and most of my brothers and sisters had multiple lovers who were quite free with their affections... so no, it's not really my first time... but it is my first time with someone truly mine..."

"What do you m-" Nyana's words got cut short by the feeling of Aurel's tongue slithering inside her wet and inviting pussy. The beautiful elven woman was so aroused by his playful proving that she fell forwards over his head, grabbing his horns firmly to avoid falling as she moaned like a needy animal.

He pushed deeper and deeper, his loud purrs travelling down his tongue, pushing Nyana to the edge of orgasm. The woman stood on her tip toes, her lips parted in a breathless moan, her knuckles turning white from how tightly she was grabbing his horns.

Abusing the flexibility of his tongue, Aurel caressed the inner walls of her clenching pussy as deep as he could while rhythmically rubbing the meatier side of his muscle on her tingling clit. Nyana's eyes rolled back into her skull as she climaxed for him, a loud moan that echoed seemingly across the whole valley.

The dragon smiled to himself as he slowed down his tongue, enjoying the feeling of her panting and trembling body against his scales. She tasted unlike any woman he had laid with before, and she made him so ravenous with lust that part of him wanted to devour her whole.

"Judging From those cute little moans, I think you enjoyed that, gorgeous..." he purred as his tongue retreated from her warm insides to her shivering thighs.

Nyana gently nodded as she shakily tried to stand on her own again, the woman utterly enraptured by his gaze once more. "Yes... sir..." she gasped out breathlessly, lost in his eyes.

"You taste so good... it's a miracle you managed to cross the forest to this ruin undevoured..." he said with a chuckle that made her blush again, "can you stand?"

Standing with one hand braced against Aurel's head, she gave a slight nod, "I... I think so..." she replied, her knees trembling softly as aftershocks shuddered through her body, her chest heaving with excitement as she let her hand fall away from him.

"Good girl... I just wanted to make sure I didn't knock you over when I stood up myself..." he said with a grin.

"What do you mean stand-" her words trailed off as he straightened his posture, leaning up to stand upon two legs and now towering over her, "up..."

The girl looked up at him, slack jawed and awed into silence, her green eyes opened so wide they almost rolled out from her face. She was unused to partners being taller than her, much less being so enormous that her eyes were level with his nethers.

From a hidden slit on the dragon's crotch his erect phallus and huge testes had pushed out, throbbing so intensely right in front of her eyes that she felt they were drowning her own jackhammering heart. Aurel noticed her shocked expression and teased her by moving his crotch closer to her face.

The dragon's member was already meaty and girthy in proportion to his body, but compared to Nyana and what she was used to, it was absolutely enormous. It grew from his crotch almost like a tree, thicker at the base and tapering slightly toward the tip, though never losing its intense girth.

The shaft was covered in rubbery ridges, more pronounced along the topside than the underside, and while the tip was rounded, it came to a pointier end than a human's, its edge thicker than any of the ridges along the shaft.

A round pulsating knot lay at the base of his shaft, it's surface rubbery yet solid and so hot Nyana could feel it's warmth without touching it. Below it dangled a smooth and red leathery sack with a pair of testes so big Nyana's hands could not fully grasp them.

His whole crotch ensamble was criss-crossed by thick pulsating veins. Nyana could feel her heartbeat slowly syncing with their throbbing, leaving her even more entranced than when lost in the dragon's eyes as his aura lovingly smothered her until her own thoughts were but a murmur in her head.

Clearly amused by how utterly hypnotised by his nethers she was, Aurel gently grabbed the back of her head and pulled her forwards, shoving her face against his crotch. Nyana gasped and her eyes widened in shock as she found his knot pressing against the ridge of her nose and her lips tasting the warm leathery smoothness of his sack.

The dragon's smell was indescribable, like delectable sweet wine mixed with something wet, meaty and primal, almost like raw flesh dripping on her lips. Nyana's eyes glazed over with how overwhelming it was, before her shocked expression melted into one of blissful intoxication, drunk on his aroma.

Her hands moved on their own, lovingly caressing his testes as she mindlessly lavished the top of his sack and base of his knot with sensual licks and long wet kisses. Nyana had never felt like this, each moment spent with her new lover made the elf sink deeper and deeper into an all consuming trance where worshipping him was the only thing that mattered in the universe.

"W-w-what's this?" she asked with a nervous cute tone while kissing and licking his knot.

"It's a knot, sweetie, you shove it inside your partner right before you finish to stop them from pulling back while you fill every inch of their insides..." he said with a grin.

Nyana bit her lip and started worshipping his knot with even more impetus, her soft nibbles and licks making the dragon purr even louder. "Gods... that sounds rough... and amazing..." she said, clearly aroused by the idea.

Utterly delighted with her reactions, Aurel carefully dropped backwards on his soft nest, dragging Nyana with him softly enough that her knees sank on the cushioned surface while her face ended up buried against his flesh. If he had held her there until she passed out from lack of air, Nyana would have sank into oblivion with a smile and a breathless moan.

The dragon, however, released her head with more than enough time for the elf to raise her torso and fill her lungs with a dirty sounding long gasp. Nyana stared into nothingness while her chest heaved and she dug her nails onto his soft scales, her pussy visibly quivering.

"Are you OK, my sweet Nyana?" he asked her with a smug smile, trying hard to stay humble but unable to contain his delight at the effect he was having on her.

She stared at him as if slowly recovering from being run over by a rampaging bull, her cute green eyes fluttering while she cleaned a small line of drool from her mouth. "...it feels and smells amazing... sir..." she said, mindlessly shaking her own hips.

Aurel growled, her words clearly arousing him more, she ushered her to move closer, and helped the beautiful elf to snuggle against him. Nyana was so entranced and eager that he was able to move her almost like a doll, making her lean forward while pressing her chest against his cock and resting his burning sack on her thighs.

Finally noticing what he was doing, the woman came alive with a playful giggle. She hugged his thick throbbing shaft tightly against her chest, enveloping as many of his ridges with the soft squishy flesh of her bosom. Despite her height and abundant chest, he was so big in comparison that his tip raised from her cleavage all the way to her lips.

Nyana, delighted by this rather than intimidated, started covering his tip in kisses, licks and nibbles while grinding his length against her chest and arms. The dragon growled in delight, loudly purring for his lover. He locked gazes with her once more, pushing his aura into her mind until it filled it like a liquid trying to squeeze into every nook.

At the same time, he curled his long tail behind her and around her thighs, before finally sliding down between her asscheeks and slithering into her soaked pussy. Nyana let out a loud gasp, her warm breath on his tip making the dragon shiver, but without breaking eye contact with him for even a second.

"Listen carefully, my sweet little Nyana..." he said, his words dripping with power that she couldn't, nor wanted, to resist, "you are going to service me with all your body while you enjoy my tail exploring your warm insides..."

She nodded back at him, her eyes fixated on his while still covering every inch of his tip in kisses. "Yes, sir..." she said in a passionate yet entranced tone.

"When I finally cum, you will wrap those beautiful lips around my tip and won't separate them until you have lapped and swallowed every last drop..." he said, his scales trembling due to her tender worship, "and as soon as you have sucked me clean, you will cum for me as hard as your body can withstand..." He paused a moment to gather his a final push of his power to ensure his orders were burned into her open and willing mind, "Understand?"

Nyana stared at him with a completely blank gaze, her eyes half closed and her lips hanging open, her eyes lost in his while her tongue lolled over his tip and drooled on his cock slit. After an odd yet tender moment like this, she whined and smiled for him, giving sensual licks to his tip like a kitten while rhythmically rubbing her whole body against his phallus.

"Yes, sir..." she replied with a dirty smile, "please relax... and let me make you purr..." Her words were the most focused and clear she had uttered all night. Nyana's mind was not only awake but aware and delighted by his command. She started moving her body faster, each time she dragged her chest along his ridges pulling back from the stiffened tip of his tail before dropping her hips on it as if she needed it to go through her.

Aurel clawed at his soft nest while purring louder and louder. The feeling of her soft silken skin wrapped around his cock like this while her pussy squeezed and drip down his tail was truly heavenly, he couldn't recall having enjoyed his time with a partner more.

The dragon shot Nyana a fiery and possessive look that made her feel small yet somehow powerful. She leaned forward more, using her weight to press harder against his ridges while progressively dirtier and wetter sounds emerged from her pussy as it devoured his tail.

Despite her being the one servicing him, to Aurel she almost looked like a goddess, her green eyes shining like emeralds hidden in the blossoming cherry tree that was her twin-tailed mane. He growled even louder, throwing the woman a playful bite with such intensity that she let out a gasp a giggle.

Thanks to their bubbling chemistry and her stunning beauty, the dragon had already decided on the fate of this night... but seeing her like this made it pure, primal, something screaming at him from his very bones. She had to be his.

Nyara moved faster and faster, Aurel's cock tightly trapped between the softness of her breasts as the room filled with wet sounds from her silky skin sliding against his wet ridges. Each time she dropped her hips, the dragon's tail impaled her as deep as her tight pussy would allow him, the woman clenching her inside with such need it felt she wanted to trap him there forever.

Like all Eldritch Drakes, Aurel could partially control his orgasms, but the intensity of her service was such he wasn't sure if he would be able to hold on much longer. His insides were building up pressure like magma bubbling beneath a volcano, ready to erupt in an explosion of liquid flame.

"Nyana... get ready... I'm almost there..." he said, gritting his teeth while shooting her a passionate look.

A cute, playful smile curled on the woman's lips as she wrapped her lips around his tip as tightly as she could while squeezing her breasts around his length, rhythmically moving them up and down as fast as her body allowed her.

The dragon growled and closed his eyes, allowing himself to explode for her. He tried his best to moderate his first shot to help her accomplish her lewd orders, but he shouldn't have worried, for Nyana swallowed his seed with a big, greedy gulp.

Aurel growled and panted with his eyes half opened, utterly fixated on his lover. Nyana was devouring his cum with needy and hungry wet sounds, her throat visibly bulging as she did. The dragon wondered for a moment if she had her own mind powers that he wasn't aware of, for he found himself utterly transfixed by her eyes.

Nyana was staring at him with an utterly smitten look, her green eyes giving him such an awed and adoring look you'd be forgiven for thinking she was in the presence of a god. The woman would not allow a single drop of his cum to escape her lips, despite struggling to breathe while doing so.

Aurel reached down with his left hand, caressing her face and hair while she continued her lewd labour. After staring into each others eyes for what felt like an eternity, Nyana's swallowing slowed, her lover's orgasm finally dying down little by little until she could sensually lick the cream of his tip.

The dragon loudly purred to her, admiring her lewd, happy smile and smitten look while she lapped everything he could give her. After his flow had reduced so much that not even a trickle emerged from his tip, she started suckling him while her hands tightly grabbed the base of his cock and then slid them upwards, squeezing out anything he might have had left.

As soon as she could feel nothing more, she licked her lips and started whimpering, a delayed orgasm exploding from her nethers and washing over her whole body. Nyana almost folded over onto his crotch and belly, only staying on her knees thanks to Aurel tenderly holding her face and his still hard cock against her chest.

She shivered, trembled and whimpered, drooling even as she cried tears of joy as though she was being taken to one of the heavenly realms. Her pussy dripped down his tail while rhythmically squeezing it as if trying to milk it dry. The quivering of her tender flesh reverberated into Aurel's scales, making him purr even louder, enhancing the woman's climax with the vibration of his scales.

Both lovers lost track of time while basking in their afterglow and the warmth of their bodies. Eventually, Aurel beamed Nyana a smile as radiant as his golden scales, making the woman blush adorably and lean against his hand.

"I have never been one that believes in fate, my sweet Nyana, but if some outside force has brought you to me, I'm eternally thankful for it..." the dragon said as his claws sunk into her pink hair and his thumb caressed her lips.

The woman swooned at him, tenderly kissing and suckling his thumb. "Yeah... I have never felt this way before... and gods I didn't know cum could be so... delicious..." she giggled dirtily, "it normally tastes 'good' because of how horny you are... but yours is so... sweet... I didn't even know cum could be sweet!"

Aurel loudly laughed, abusing his flexible body and neck to nuzzle her on the nose. "Apparently it tastes even better the more you have it..." he teased with a wink.

Nyana let a sly smile quirk at the corner of her lips as she eyed the dragon, sensually biting her lip. "I hope it's not the last time then..." she said with a sparkle in her green eyes, drawing a hunger-laden growl from the dragon as he felt his lust grow once more.

Taking a moment to settle his desire, he tenderly lifted her face to fully have her eyes chained to his gaze, though he refrained from pushing his aura onto her. "My sweet Nyana... I'm going to enthral you..." it was a promise, not a question, one so powerful the ethereal realm was set on fire for a moment.

Her heart skipped a beat, her eyes widening with excitement. "Enthral... me...?" she asked.

Aurel gave her a slow nod, his look becoming even more intense. "I'm going to claim you... bind your soul to mine and make you my mate forever..." he replied, barely containing his need.

Nyana just stared at him, her mouth agape with surprise while her green eyes glittered with the reflection of his golden scales. After a moment, she tenderly held his left claw with both hands as he caressed her face. The woman was trembling, her chest heaving and pussy quivering while she looked at him with pleading eyes. "O... Ok!" she said almost like an excited yip.

The dragon threw his head back loudly laughing out loud. Nyana joined him with happy timid giggle. "Gods what a response..." he said, still chuckling but more smitten than ever, "I can't wait to spend millennia with you..."

Her fingers tightened around his claw, her heart fluttering from his words. "Likewise..." she said almost as a whisper while her body bubbled with excitement.

Aurel gently picked her up with both hands and lifted her over his still stiff cock, his tail sliding out of her pussy with a wet slap. The dragon sat her only a bit further ahead, placing the beautiful woman on his lower belly. Nyana bit her lip, the feeling of his warm soft scales against her wet pussy urging her to begin grinding against them while her soft rear rubbed against his knot.

He moved his left claw slightly, holding her head tenderly while placing his thumb on her forehead. She hugged his arm with a smile, clearly nervous, excited and aroused. Aurel took a deep breath and started to focus, letting the world dissolve around him while staring at his lover. "Try to relax, beautiful. I've been told it's incredibly pleasant if you do..." he said with a soft tone that made her shiver.

She gave him a little nod and took a deep breath, trying her best to relax. "...I'm ready..." she whispered, afraid her voice could break his concentration.

The dragon chuckled and continued to focus, power slowly brimming from his scales. Her green eyes widened further, and Aurel focussed onto them as the material world dissolved around him until there was nothing but a vast infinite space where souls and spirits glimmered like stars and gems.

Before him was Nyana's bare soul, shining brightly like a radiant pink bonfire floating in the void. Of course even her soul is pink, the dragon thought to himself with a smile.

He had never done this before, but somewhere deep within was a waking instinct that guided him. Golden tendrils emerged from his soul in the ethereal, their twisting form slowly reaching towards Nyana. They plunged onto her soul in the silence of this realm, sinking into its as delicate fingers reaching into warm, shallow waters.

Nyana let out a loud moan as they did, her face in the material plane contorting into a grimace of shock and overwhelmed delight. "I can felt it! I can fell you... inside..." she mumbled to herself in between whines and gasps.

Aurel shushed her as softly as he could, maintaining his focus as he dug deeper and deeper into her being. The deeper he reached the harder she shivered and moan, the woman's whole body vibrating as if about to rupture in an explosion of bliss.

By the point he reached the innermost part of her being, Nyana was a quivering mess of whimpers on him, tears of delight cascading from her eyes while her pussy mindlessly quivered and dripped against his scales. Aurel thrust his tendrils into her core, and each time they did his lover loudly moaned as if in the absolute edge of orgasm.

The dragon had dug as deep as he could, and his tendrils latched onto her soul as if spreading great roots, binding themselves to her being as if there was no separation between them. Nyana panted and groaned louder and louder, gripping his arm while pressing her pussy so hard against his scales it felt she wanted to crack them open.

Aurel smiled to himself at the sight of her soul completely tethered to his, and following deeply entrenched instincts he started pulling her towards him. Not in a literal sense but a metaphysical one, as if he was a star capturing a planet or moon in it's orbit.

Nyana started to loudly howl with lascivious delight as he did so, every fibre of her body and fragment of her mind climaxing simultaneously in a way she couldn't even comprehend. The elven woman laughed, cried, screamed, moaned and whimpered as she succumbed to a blissful experience she would forever fail to put into words.

Her lover groaned with cautious effort and smiled to himself as he felt her soul getting closer and closer to his. With a final metaphysical pull, Nyana's soul was fully captured in his orbit, a thick, unbreakable bond tethering them together like an eternal, burning chain.

The beautiful woman let out an orgasmic shout that left her lungs utterly devoid of air as Aurel's focus slowly returned to the material. He was welcomed by the visage of Nyana quivering in his hands, the woman drooling and whining with her tongue out and her eyes rolled into her skull. Her mind shattering orgasm was still sending shock after shock, making her tingle from the tip of her toes to the ends of her hair.

Aurel admired his new mate with an overwhelming feeling of love and lust for her. Despite not having been his egg-bearer, the dragon was aware that his father's relationship with his first mate was particularly intense and personal, and he wondered if he had felt like this when he first bound her to himself.

He started to loudly purr as golden lines shone on her lower belly, becoming more solid every second until settling into a beautiful draconic sigil that resembled a heart with a pair of stylised dragon wings. Such a sigil was unique to each dragon and marked Nyana as his mate. Regardless of it's shape, he found it beautiful and seeing it on her flesh filled him with even more hunger for her. Aurel tenderly liked her lips and dangling tongue, enjoying each and every soft whimper she made. "It's done my love... I can feel you with such intensity..." he said, savouring the words, "you are truly mine..."

Nyana shivered for him, a small giggle escaping her throat as her mind slowly adapted to it's new world. Enthrallment wasn't something as crude as mind control or even Aurel's use of his aura to make his commands irresistible. No, now that she was bound to him, her world had shifted perspectives. She was no longer at the centre of her universe... he was. The woman knew her mate's feelings with preternatural clarity, and so he did hers. Whatever infatuation they had for each other had detonated into pure unadulterated love... and lust.

Nyana bit her lip, humping her pussy like a needy animal against his scales, hornier than she had ever been in her life despite the series of brutal orgasms she had just experienced. "Oh gods... I need you... sir... please..." she pleaded with him.

He smiled as he pulled her gently into a lascivious kiss, letting her suckle his tongue before making her moan by plunging it so deep it almost came out the other side. "You can call me Master now, my beloved..." he said with a grin after retrieving his tongue, "but you can keep using sir, if you like it... or honey, Aurel..." he let out a loud sigh, "I don't care as long as I can hear your voice calling for me with that sweet, needy tone..."

Nyana held onto his head with a wide eyed look, her green gaze sparkling again with excitement. "I like Master... I like it... a lot..." she replied, spreading her legs further so she could push her pussy harder against him, "Master please... I need you... your mate needs you so bad..."

He gave her a delighted toothy grin. "Of course, my beloved..." he purred back, picking her in his arms and standing up as he savoured the new title she had given him, "by the way... I have made another decision..." She looked at him in curiosity, her body unconsciously grinding against any part of his body her pussy could reach.

"I'm going to help you lift that curse..." he explained, placing her face up on his soft nest and firmly holding her legs apart.

"R-really?!" she gasped, a look of almost childlike delight spreading across her face.

"Yes... if the other puzzle pieces are even half as delightful as you... I would have the most wonderful set of mates any dragon could ever wish for..." he replied as he teased her pussy with the ridges of his cock, "and we also get to lift a horrible curse... win-win..."

"Bringing peace and salvation to the elven species by having us worship your cock..." she giggled, "I can't wait..."

He let out a happy growl and winked at her, "Me neither my love..." he placed his tip against her ravenous pussy. "Now... do you remember the phases of dragon reproduction that I explained before?"

His mate thought for a moment while mindlessly rubbing her pussy on his tip. "First, if you don't have kobolds, you make some... then after lots of fucking you can make half dragons... and then if you are lucky you can get a proper dragon egg... right?"

Aurel almost consumed her with his gaze. "Bravo my love, bravo..." he replied, making her giggle, "now... are you ready to make some kobolds with me?"

Nyana let out such a needy whine the foundations of the ruin almost rattled. "Oh gods, yes... please!" she begged, "ram that beautiful cock of yours inside me and pound me full of eggs until I can't move! I will make you the cutest kobolds ever!"

He pushed his hips down, pressing his tip against her slick and inviting lower lips. Despite the insane size difference between them Nyana's lower lips parted for him, allowing the dragon inside her with a filthy wet slurp. Her flesh surrendered to him, painlessly stretching as her belly bulged while the elf's face warped more and more into a mad visage of lust.

Aurel bottomed out inside her with a dirty wet slap, his enormous balls bouncing against her silky rear. Nyana started convulsing in a savage orgasm, her enthralment boosting any pleasure she felt from being taken by him a truly insane amount.

As she babbled incoherently in the throws of climax, the dragon carefully set the back of her thighs against his waist and bent forward in an arch, pinning her hands against the soft nest with his claws while his lips devoured hers.

Nyana reflexively tried to lock her legs around him, her toes unable to touch despite how long her legs were. She interlaced her fingers with his claws as tightly as she could while giving him the most lustful pleading look the dragon had ever seen. "Gods... it's so... big!" she gasped while almost orgasming again just from the feeling of his throbbing cock inside him, "fuck! I can see the shape of your ridges on my belly!"

Aurel growled and giggled, licking her lips before fully filling her mouth with his tongue and leaving her lovingly breathless. "And you are so tight and tender..." he said, baring his teeth with a smile, "it feels better than any pussy I've had the pleasure to fuck!"

The woman giggled in between moans. "I guess it feels better with your mate..." she said with smitten look as she reflexively squeezed her pussy as if milking him.

He growled louder while sensually licking her breasts and neck. "It truly does..." he said, returning her smitten look, "I'm a lucky dragon..."

She giggled while gyrating her hips, teasing him to go nuts. "And I'm a lucky girl..." she said with a giggle and a wink.

Her face shifted into a needy pleading look, biting her lip with an entrancing wide eyed stare. "Please Master..." she said while squeezing his cock as hard as she could with the muscles in her nethers, "fill your mate up... pump me full of eggs like you promised... please!"

Aurel's eyes narrowed into an animalistic look and he let out a feral growl before starting to thrust into her with such savage passion that she would have become a smear on the nest if it wasn't for his draconic power protecting her. "Mine..." he snarled, "MINE!"

Nyana let out difficult breathless moans as each slam made her whole body rattle. Her head arched backwards while she started to drool with her tongue out, the elf's beautiful green yes dimming as lust consumed her. "Yours! Yours! YOURS!"

He growled even louder, bending forward and embracing her tightly, the feeling of her soft breasts squeezed against his scales driving him insane. Aurel held the back of Nyana's head carefully with one hand while tightly gripping her body with the other, dropping on the nest so he could use his whole weight to fuck her.

The woman let out needy muffled howls of lust while pressing her face against his chest, hugging him back with her arms and legs as if her life depended on it. Aurel's knot slammed against her pussy again and again like a wrecking ball.

Nyana tensed up, an explosive orgasm building inside her desperate for him to fill her so it could pop. "Knot me! Please! Knot me!" she screamed with whatever air she had left in her lungs.

Aurel held her tighter and bit his own soft nest while growling, utterly consumed with ravenous need for her. He pulled back his hips and slammed his knot on her pussy like a battering ram, sending her into incoherent babbling and pleasant spasms.

The slam was followed by another, and another... until with a final push and a roar of triumph her pussy yielded, engulfing his knot as it stretched with a filthy wet sound. Aurel couldn't contain his loins any longer and erupted inside her with inhuman potency, a torrent of his seed filling her like a jet of boiling magma.

As soon as the first drop of his cum splashed inside her womb Nyana's own orgasm overtook her like a shock wave from her core. The woman's knuckles went white and her toes curled and twitched as she desperately held onto him while shivering non stop.

The dragon growled and purred at the delightful feeling of her trembling body against his scales and her pussy milking him with gusto. With nowhere to escape due to his knot, Nyana's pussy was filled beyond anything reasonable, bulging against his scales while she drooled, whined and moaned.

"Gods! So much! so good!" she shouted breathlessly, "more! give me all your eggs! fill me with cute little kobolds!"

Aurel bit his nest harder while growling, using every single drop if his willpower to not unsheathe his fore claws due to how feral she made him. His massive testes and phallus twitched with each shot of cum he gave her, the dragon's throbbing veins sending vibrating pulses through Nyana's trembling body.

After a long grunt of release, Aurel's orgasm relented and he rolled to one side holding his beloved mate, a small trickle of cum still flowing into her overflowing belly. Nyana panted and drooled against him while utterly lost in the warm recesses of her mind.

"That was amazing... mating has never felt this good with anyone else..." he panted, a surprised yet delighted look plastered across his face.

Nyana twitched and giggled in his arms. "That's becase you were making love to me..." she teased in between stutters and whines.

There was a moment of silence before Aurel broke into a loud and heartfelt laugh. "Indeed!" he agreed, still giggling. The dragon rolled on his back and gently lifted Nyana's torso, allowing them to make eye contact again.

Nyana was a mess, one of her twin tails had escaped it's hair bobble, her face was wet with drool and a stream of tears of joy, and her body was sweaty and bloated from a truly ungodly amount of cum filling her still knotted belly. Yet the dragon was utterly lost in her smitten green eyes, in awe of how breathtakingly beautiful she looked.

Aurel leaned forwards arching his neck and torso, hungry for her lips. Their tongues met with a needy wet kiss, Nyana's tongue sliding along his like a graceful ice skater across the ice. He couldn't contain his need and shoved his tongue once more into her mouth, tasting every inch of it while she lovingly suckled it.

"How do you feel...?" he asked her as his claws caressed her skin.

She held onto his snout while shivering in response to his touch, letting out a sweet moan. "Better than I have felt in my life..." she replied with a look of exhausted satisfaction, "that was so rough... but nothing hurts!"

Her words made Aurel smile as his chest vibrated with a loud purr. "You have no idea how happy that makes me..." his words almost sounded like a swoon.

"Actually... I think I do..." the woman replied, lost in his eyes once more, "I can feel how happy you are... it makes my skin tingle..." her lips curled into a naughty smile, "...and I can also tell you want more..."

Aurel could help but to giggle. "Of course, the bond..." in the passion of the moment he had forgotten. He narrowed his eyes as he stared at her, focusing on their connection. Nyana's aura was bare to him, invisibly communicating her feelings and emotions like an strange yet pleasant silent band playing in the background.

"And I can feel yours..." his lips curled into a grin, "...and you also want more..."

Nyana blushed again for him while sensually caressing the scales on his. She playfully gyrated her hips, giving him a playful side look. "...I do..." her words sounded both as an invitation and a plea.

"Then let's not wait any longer..." he replied with a wink.

Aurel gently grabbed Nyana by the waist, his firm grip on her body stealing a musical moan from his lover. With the utmost care, he started slowly wiggling her off his knot, the sensation of which sent his lover into a desperate cascade of whines.

The delightful sounds coming from her chest mixed with his growls and the filthy wet churning of their nethers, filling the room like a lewd yet beautiful orchestra. Aurel pulled her upwards harder, trying his best to harmlessly release her from his relaxed yet still massive knot.

Nyana's body had tensed up due to the overwhelming sensation, her toes curling and eyes twitching as she progressively moaned louder and louder. After some more pleasant pulling and wiggling, Aurel's knot finally escaped his mate's tight pussy with a loud and almost comical pop.

A cascade of draconic cum fell from the elf's liberated pussy, drenching her Master's cock and crotch scales so much they almost disappeared under a thick white film. Aurel carefully placed her on his lower belly again, licking his lips at the sight of her shivering.

Nyana held onto his claws tightly as her body trembled dramatically from the sensation of her pussy emptying on his scales. She gave him an enamoured, breathless look, her ravaged lower lips still somehow twitching against him. "Gods... so much..." she babbled at the feeling of her pussy still dripping with his cum, "...is it normal to feel getting... em... pregnant?"

Aurel tilted his head to one side with a smile. "This is new to me too, gorgeous... I can tell that you feel good, but not the feeling itself..." he replied with curiosity, "tell me... what do you feel?"

The woman took a deep breath, her body still trembling all over. "I can feel a tingle in my womb... as if something was massaging my insides and making everything warm and buzzing..."

Aurel caressed her belly with one of his thumbs with curiosity. His arcane senses could see that something was going on inside her, but it was happening quite fast. "Well, the first batch of kobolds has to arrive very fast... so I suspect my seed is putting your insides into overdrive..." he pondered with an excited tone, "it's perfectly safe from what I know... and just two weeks gestation means we won't have to wait long to go at it again..."

Nyana giggled while beaconing him to get closer and planting a long wet kiss on his nose. "I wasn't planning on being a mum so soon but I'm actually really excited..."

"You are also incredibly horny..." the dragon added, his claw pointing at her needy hips grinding her ravaged pussy on his scales. The woman blushed, yet her hips started moving faster while she shot him a hungry look.

"Say no more, my love..." his words almost a growl. Aurel then stood up while still holding her, the elven woman giggling as she dangled from his hands. With the flick of one of his claws, the dragon used his arcane power to command his nest to shift, it's soft surface growing into a wedge-like shape.

Nyana watched his work like a curious kitten, her mind still a bit hazy from their last round. After a moment she let out an excited gasp, her eyes sparkly after finally clocking what he had in mind. "...all fours?" she asked while playfully biting her finger.

"All fours..." he confirmed with a wink.

The dragon carefully placed her on the nest again, the thin top edge of the soft wedge he had summoned pressing against her hips as she got comfortable in all fours. Nyana gave him a playfully inviting look with her green eyes while wiggling her perky ass.

Aurel blurted a hungry snarl at her teasing, eliciting an excited whimper from his mate. He was utterly transfixed by her beautiful arching back, and couldn't resist dropping his tongue on her lower back with a wet slap. Nyana clawed at the soft nest, letting out a whorish moan as he dragged his tongue along every inch of her spine.

"H-how the f-fuck... did you almost made me cum from just that..." she mumbled in between needy pants and moans.

"I don't know..." he replied while dragging his tongue back in the opposite direction, "maybe you can test the same with me later..."

Nyana giggled like a naughty goblin. "I should try with each of the ridges on your cock..." her eyes shooting him a seductive look.

"It's a date, then..." he retorted as he hungrily dug his teeth into her rear just enough to leave a mark, throwing her into another small fit of shivers and moans.

His scales and nethers burning with ravenous excitement, Aurel positioned himself on top of her with feline grace. Nyana let out a yip of surprise from the feeling of his burning tip against her puckered little ass, her hips gyrating against it of their own volition. "W-w-willl it f-f-fit?" she asked nervously, "I've never had anything up my bum..."

Aurel completely stopped for a second staring at her with a comical look of surprise. He eventually broke into a chuckle, rubbing his length between her cheeks and slapping his still soaked testes against her pussy with dirty slaps. "Sweetie... I have literally fucked you hard enough to break all your bones with a cock big enough to rupture all your insides..." he responded in between giggles, "yes... you will be ok..."

Nyana dug her nails onto the soft nest, her look a perfect mix of nerves and excitement. "O-o-of course... that makes sense..." she stuttered, taking a moment to calm her nerves, "please take me... Master... I want my ass to be yours too..."

Her invitation was too much for the dragon, who pressed his cock onto her ass with a growl, throwing her into a chorus of needy whines. "It already is, my love..." his words were accompanied in perfect sync with a hip drop strong enough to knock down one of these old walls.

Nyana let out a loud desperate howl that might have made someone believe she was being murdered if it wasn't mixed and coloured by the filthiest whines and moans she had ever uttered. The woman arched her body and scratched the soft nest while her insides surrendered to her Master with wet sloppy sounds. "Gods! How does it feel so good! How does it feel so g-!"

Her shouting was cut short by a grunt from Aurel as he shoved more than half his length into an orifice that was never intended to host such a thing. Yet his very aura made it possible and their bond made it easy... and sublimely pleasant.

He continued to push and push, his growls growing louder while Nyana's moans became needier. With a final slam of his hips, her flesh fully surrendered and the room was once more filled with the sound of his knot slapping against her flesh. "So... full..." she whimpered to herself while drooling and crying tears of joy on the nest.

Aurel leaned his snout closer to her face while firmly digging his fore claws on the nest for grip. "You are divine my beautiful, pink mate..." he snapped his jaws next to her ear to make her whimper, "I'm going to fuck you so hard you're not going to be able to think until morning..."

Nyana grinned back at him while pressing her rear against his knot. "Do it!" she excitedly replied, "and keep going all night even if I'm out! I love this! I love being yours!"

Her words made something detonate inside of her Master, who's only reply was starting to move his hips like a dwarven jackhammer, his claws loudly ripping at the surface of the nest.

Aurel's vertical pupils contracted while he growled and snarled, the normally well spoken dragon completely morphing into a mindless rutting beast. His partner's moans and gasps became shorter and quieter until the elf was a blissed out quivering pile of beautiful flesh, only the raised wedge her Master had summoned keeping her rear high enough for him to pound her.

A raging fire burned at the back of the dragon's mouth, it's heat making lines of steam raise from his nostrils as his blood literally boiled with wanton need for his mate. The wet slaps of his knot against her ass punctuated each thrust like a hammer on a blacksmith's anvil, all in beautiful sync with Nyana's breathless needy moans. Her insides had utterly surrendered to Aurel, each thrust and retreat of his cock accompanied by a wet churning that created visions on the elf's mind of her guts rearranging themselves for him.

Their passionate and feral mating continued until the dragon's irises blurred into two pure blue flames and Nyana was an incoherent mess on the nest with a vacant look of joy. Aurel lowered his body onto her, ensuring he was putting his whole weight under each thrust.

The dragon pressed his head against the nest, tilting it to one side until one of his eyes could gaze onto Nyana's face. His mate had rolled her head to one side, the green of her irises vanishing into her skull while she drooled with an expression that invoked blissful oblivion. "MINE!" he roared at her while his heart swelled with love despite his viciously feral tone.

Nyana was utterly lost, her consciousness drowned in the ocean of overwhelming sensations coursing through her. Yet her reply was unneeded, for Aurel could feel her growing love and passion for him through their bond. With boiling tears of happiness in his eyes the dragon started slamming his knot against her ravaged ass with slower, deeper and harder thrusts, as if he was trying to break her in two.

The elf's only reactions were louder and higher pitched whines until her ass surrendered and Aurel's knot slipped inside with a short wet thud. With a triumphant roar that shook the whole realm, the dragon released a brutal jet of cum inside his mate that even put his previous two of the night to shame.

Nyana started convulsing under him, her mouth incoherently babbling as recesses of her body she never knew could be filled were utterly flooded with Aurel's burning cum. The elf took deep breaths in between pants as her Master's seed moved upwards inside her body, filling her belly so savagely it bulged once more. As the stream travelled through her guts, her mind spiralled further down as if flowing down a drain.

Unable to thrust anymore, Aurel tightly wrapped his arms around her and rolled on his back. Nyana moaned, shivered and convulsed against his scales as her orgasm consumed her like black hole inexorably dragging her to its horizon. The elf's soft mindless whimpers slowly mixing with the growing purr vibrating from his chest.

Aurel's cock and testes twitched and throbbed as they continued to shoot their final lashes of cum inside her, the dragon's magic apparently making him impossible to drain. His eyes slowly lost their feral look, relaxing with his body as his breathing mellowed out.

It wasn't long before the room was filled with the droning yet pleasant rumble of his loud purring, the tingle of his vibrating scales making the still vacant and drowsy Nyana moan and giggle. Aurel lovingly cuddled his mate, licking her head tenderly like a smitten cat while his hands glided along her silken skin.

The elf gave him a vacant smile, utterly exhausted while shivering from the aftershocks of her orgasm and the almost ocean like gentle sloshing of his cum trapped inside her body.

As they cuddled, Aurel's eyes darted towards the entrance, alerted by a small shadow and some rustling noises. Not really in the mood to deal with actual intruders, he tightly covered Nyana with one of his wings and summoned forward the ever burning fire from his chest, ready to incinerate whatever was skulking around the ruins.

Just as he was about to release his flames, a small reptilian looking humanoid emerged from the shadows. The visitor's lizard-like eyes widened in excitement as they let out a loud yip. "A dragon! A dragon!" they said bouncing in place out of pure joy, "I told you I had heard a young dragon had nested here!"

Four more kobolds hurriedly dashed down into the chamber, the adorable little group all gawking and yipping in excitement. "A dragon! We finally met a dragon!" they sang, "Master please, we're good kobolds but we are bound to no dragon!"

Aurel let out a soft laugh, twice someone had snuck up on him and twice it had been good news in the end. He loved kobolds, they were always so cute and eager. "Welcome to my lair, cuties! I'm having some intimate time with my mate," he briefly moved his wing to uncover Nyana's blissed out face, "but I will welcome you all properly in the morning... just make yourselves comfortable in the ruins till then."

The little creatures joined hands bouncing and yipping with excitement, "yes! We have a dragon!" Aurel smiled, their happiness was infectious, "sorry for disturbing you Master! We shall be waiting eagerly for you outside! Please enjoy your time with your mate!"

Aurel chuckled to himself as they gave him a clumsy but heartfelt bow and hurried out of the room in between happy yips. The dragon fully uncovered Nyana as soon as their private space was pleasantly quiet again, his hands once more gliding along her skin as if they had been pulled in by a magnet. "Told you some kobolds would come..." he said with a wink.

Nyana only gave him a sweet giggle in response for her mind was partly smothered by all the incredible sensations their passion had given her. A loud moan escaped her as she tried to turn to one side but was held in place by his knot, eliciting a playful smile from her Master. "Let me help you with that, gorgeous..."

A shiver run through her body as Aurel firmly gripped her thighs and started wiggling her off his knot like before. It truly had made itself home, stuck much tighter than it was inside her pussy. Despite each pull and tug from Aurel feeling as if her guts were about to get ripped out of her body, the woman loudly howled and whined in delight, a pleasant tingle running all the way down to her toes.

With a final lewd gasp and growl from them, the knot slid out of her with a filthy sloshing sound, a torrent of draconic cum spilling all over Aurel's scales. Panting and shivering with satisfaction, Nyana turned to one side as she had been wanting to do, sinking once more into drowsy bliss between the rumbling of his purrs and his cum flowing out of her body.

"Cleaning spells are very simple but I think I'll fly us down to the river in the morning so we can have a nice bath together..." the dragon thought to himself while lovingly licking her head like an enormous cat. Nyana's responded only with a happy sigh and a nod before going back to rubbing her cheek against his vibrating scales, almost entranced by his purring.

A smitten smile curled in the dragons lips as he wrapped his wing around her once more. Neither dragons nor elves needed to sleep, though Aurel enjoyed lounging for long periods of time simply relaxing. A small break seemed warranted, specially considering how overwhelming this night had been for his new mate.

Besides, there was plenty of time still till morning, and it would give Aurel time to think about the piece hidden inside Nyana. The dragon was utterly fascinated by this discovery, and a way to perhaps remove a curse and save a species from extinction.

Plus, there was the unexpected bonus that to do so he would probably need to enthral three more elves and make them his mates.

A naughty grin curled on his lips. This was going to be fun.