While Meril had been beyond eager to move in with them at Aurel's Lair, the sylvan elf had a surprisingly long list of affairs that she had to sort before she could do so. Her family had been wardens of the ancient woods for long, and she had many ties, deals and agreements with the fae and other creatures that made it their home. In the meantime, the family camped next to Meril's cottage. Aurel, Nyana and Umbrel used their magic to make things as comfortable as possible without disrupting the forest and its delicate balance.

At first they assumed Meril wouldn't deliver any kobolds, seeing how many they already had and how Umbrel only laid two. Yet they were blindsided by the sylvan elf's belly growing after just a few days. Much to Meril's delight, she was eggbound, and not by only a couple of eggs it seemed. The weight was such that the short elf stopped being able to walk during her first week carrying them, leaving her bedridden while her Master and fellow mates cared for her. Unwilling to risk moving her back to the Lair while in this state, they stayed in the wood with her for the time being.

Despite everything, Meril was elated by the situation, and quite aroused as well, which deeply amused her Master and fellow mates. They found delicate ways to keep her satisfied for those few days, and when the time came for her delivery it was smooth and painless, mostly thanks to the power of her bond with Aurel.

She delivered three eggs that, while smaller in size than the ones that came from Nyana and Umbrel, were quite large for the elven shortstack. Aurel used a teleport spell to bring them back to the Lair for safekeeping with the other kobolds, and Meril bounced back from the ordeal by next morning as if nothing had happened. Aside from her giddiness from having fulfilled yet another of her long-held personal fantasies, that is.

Meril wrapped up her affairs in the woods just in time to head back to the Lair for her kobolds' hatchday party. Seeing the excited creatures looking at her with honey coloured eyes just like hers brought her to joyful tears, her golden scaled babies huddling and cuddling her while she smiled and sobbed in a cloud of happy yips.

Despite the heartwarming welcome and her excitement towards fulfilling her dream of being a dragon's mate, Meril found life in the Lair harder at first. Used to living in the great woods, the ceilings and stone walls of the reconstructed castle made her a bit claustrophobic, and Meril found herself longing for the greenery outside the Lair.

Thinking of ways to help their new mate, the family realised that the courtyard was completely unused, and seeing as the walls didn't really serve any defensive purpose anymore, they suggested Meril used it for a garden. Their new mate really took to the idea, using her skills and arcane power to grow an impossibly lush garden, more like a miniature forest, in mere weeks. The vibrant green space quickly became popular with them and their kobolds, the family often spending time there relaxing and enjoying nature.

Having got a taste of such work with their courtyard garden, Meril quickly expanded her project to the mountainside and woodland surrounding the Lair, which day by day grew thick with trees and busy with animals of all kinds. It would seem that you could take the warden out of the forest, but not the forest out of the warden.

With their new mate settled and all four pieces of the puzzle gathered, Nyana and Aurel threw themselves once more into research, though this time focusing on arcane theory and studies rather than the history books and genealogies that had kept them busy until recently. The legends of the curse did not really specify what kind of incantation or ritual was necessary to contact the ancient spirit, just that all pieces had to be brought together so the ancient families could apologise.

Umbrel and Meril pitched in with their own arcane expertise, yet despite this their tests and research into ancient rituals and the summoning of higher beings did not bear fruit, extending into many nights of frustration that eventually turned into months.

Hoping to help them relax and regain their focus, Thaelia organised an intimate night for them, bringing the whole family together to the main bedroom. The princess and the kobolds had been hard at work ensuring everything was comfortable, gathering food and drink, arranging pillows and adjusting the lamps.

They were enveloped by the soft aroma and dimmed light of aromatic candles as soon as they stepped into the room, its perfumed silken pillows inviting them to lounge on their softness. Thaelia, who by now had completely embraced her role as their toy and provider of pleasure, insisted they all undress and enjoy the feeling of their bodies pressing against each other, basking in their warmth and tenderness.

It was at this moment, early into their evening, that Aurel found himself staring as if mesmerised at his four mates. The four breathtakingly beautiful women were sensually kissing and cuddling each other between his arms, trembling and quivering between moans as if sharing a single body. Aurel lowered his snout, pushing it between their bodies as they giggled until it was sandwiched by all four.

He closed his eyes and purred, his nostrils flaring up as he savoured their aroma and their warmth seeped into his scales. Just as his tongue was slithering out of his mouth to taste them, Aurel's eyes narrowed with focus, smelling them with more and more intensity. His mates giggled again, not realising that the dragon had noticed something important.

They already knew the four pieces of power residing in their bodies gently pulled at each other, but now that he was relaxed and with all of them so close and tightly bound to him, the dragon noticed they were also pulling in a separate direction. He closed his eyes and let the material world melt around him, focusing entirely on the arcane flows always circling around them. There he saw it, almost imperceptible like a clear thin strand of hair, a connection…

He lifted his head from the others, his blue eyes glimmering as he focused on the beyond, and with a careful movement of his claws, he started pulling the thread. The others looked up at him, slowly going silent as they realised he was deeply focused on something they couldn't see. After a few moments, they felt something tugging inside them, pulling at their souls like Aurel's bond, yet softer and away from him.

"Wh-what's going on?" asked a confused Nyana, her face still pressing against Thaelia's thighs.

"Shhh!" Umbrel shushed them, "Master seems to be focusing on something, weaving magic with his claws, look!" The surprised quartet stared at the fluid movements of Aurel's claws, mesmerised by them.

Aurel kept pulling, the thread becoming more and more taut as he did so. "I got her…" he mumbled, "it's distant, but whatever is at the other end of this thread is getting closer…"

"Thread?" Nyana asked as she tried to focus on the immaterial realm herself, "you mean… the ancient spirit?"

"Possibly…" the dragon replied, still too focused to engage in conversation.

"Wait… is Master summoning them… now?" Thaelia went paler as she asked, "b-b-b-but we're naked! This is no way to receive a god!"

"Shhh!" Umbrel shushed her once more, "providence strikes when it does!" she said in hushed tones. "Also, ancient spirits are not gods…"

"I don't quite get the difference still…" Nyana mused to herself, her green eyes trying to focus on the ethereal thread that Aurel was pulling.

"Because the difference might as well be irrelevant for mortals like us…" Meril pitched in, "a god is much more powerful and has domain over 'big things', concepts like war, progress, the seasons… that sort of thing. Meanwhile ancient spirits are much less powerful, yet basically godlike for us, and only concern themselves with the species they emanate from…"

"You are correct… even though I disagree that the difference is small, I guess in practical terms you have a point…" Umbrel begrudgingly agreed.

"Didn't you say we had to be quiet? Shhh!" Nyana shushed them as Thaelia tried to muffle a giggle.

The four of them held to each other while looking at either Aurel or the wall he was focusing on, trepidation building on their chests. After a few moments the dragon softly growled as if straining himself, his scales burning hot from the boiling arcane flows in his body.

After a final firm tug, the room flooded with light for an instant, leaving them all dazzled and confused. As their eyes refocused they noticed with bated breath someone gazing at them like a radiant statue from the far side of the room.

Elves are known for appearing beautiful to most sapient species, but in their eyes this newcomer was simply… divine. Her feminine body had proportions so perfect as to be impossible, blinding them with the gleam of her bronze-coloured skin and the shimmering golden hair that cascaded from her head.

She looked upon them with an intense gaze, her eyes shining like mirrors aimed at a starry sky. "You… you have all pulled me down from the upper realms and onto the mortal world…" her voice was like a rumbling distant echo that nonetheless could be heard as clearly if whispered into one's ear.

"We… we did, oh mighty ancient spirit of the elves!" Umbrel said, quickly dropping to one knee before her like a reflex from her childhood at the temple.

"Y-yes! We wish to apologise for our families' transgressions!" Nyana added as she emulated Umbrel, "please listen to our plea!"

Thaelia and Meril joined in, dropping to their knees while Aurel sat on his haunches behind them. The dragon bowed his head at the spirit while wrapping his wings around his body somewhat like a cape. He did not utter a word, letting his mates speak with the ancient spirit in peace.

"Apologise…" the spirit's eyes narrowed, "the pieces… you bear them!"

Nyana's face lighted up, beaming a sincere and heartfelt smile to the spirit. "Yes! We managed to get all of us together to ask for your forgiveness, so the curse on our species could be lifted!"

The spirit's eyes widened, her gaze slowly raising towards the dragon. "The pieces… you have sullied them! Bound them to this dragon!" she announced. All four of Aurel's mates shared a look of concern before looking at the dragon and then back at the spirit.

"Master Aurel helped us! Without him we couldn't have got everyone together to fulfil your request and summon you to apologise!" Thaelia interjected.

"Then you have not accomplished anything on your own! You have submitted and bound yourselves to him! He is now the master of your fates, this summoning is pointless!" her disappointment felt palpable.

"No… we tried our best, it would have been impossible otherwise…" Nyana broke down sobbing as her words trailed off, the others quickly moving to her side to console her.

"Open the gateway once more! Send me back to my realm! I want to be done with this…" the spirit demanded.

Aurel, who had been quietly and politely observing things, raised an eyebrow. Something had been bothering him and her words only added to his suspicion. "We? Opening the portal once more?" he asked with a confused look, "can't you open it yourself?"

The spirit scoffed at him. "Do not use that tone with me, beast. You all summoned me here against my will, the least you can do to apologise for your affront is to send me back!" she demanded.

Aurel carefully stepped over his mates and slowly approached the spirit. Despite being starkly naked, she was enveloped in a threatening aura, glaring at him with a look that would have cracked mountains. Once he was next to her, the dragon examined the spirit with curiosity, blatantly ignoring her angry scowl. To the shock of everyone involved, he reached out with his big hand and grabbed her, lifting her up to his face while her feet dangled below her like those of a doll.

"How dare you?! Put me down this instant you beast or I will smite you into dust!" she screamed at him. All four of Aurel's mates held their breath while in utter shock of what he had just done.

"No… I don't think you will…" Aurel retorted while deeply smelling her, "I don't think you can…" The spirit went completely silent.

"Wh-what? What do you mean?" asked Nyana while wiping her tears, the others completely focused on the dragon.

"I hadn't realised it until today… But while you were all cuddling together, I looked into the immaterial and noticed that despite having four pieces, there was something still missing… something calling out to be reunited with them…" the spirit's glare slowly changed from one of red hot fury to one of restrained frustration, unwittingly telling Aurel he was on the right track.

"So there are more pieces?" Thaelia asked, trying to follow along.

"Just one more…" Aurel replied, unable to hold back a smirk, "because the pieces are not a key, or a pact, nor part of some kind of summoning ritual… they are fragments of her very essence…"

"Curse you, beast…" the spirit still glared at him, but there was a feeling of defeat in her inhuman eyes.

"It's not that she doesn't want to undo the curse… she can't…" Umbrel uttered out loud in shock.

"Tell us the truth… now…" the dragon's supernatural command echoed through the room, making those bonded to him shiver.

Her eyes widened as his command washed over her body, a shiver running down her spine so intense the spirit couldn't help but whine. She stuttered at first, as if trying to resist it out of stubbornness, but eventually her starry eyes glazed over and she responded with a sad and defeated expression. "It is as you say, those are not parts of some spell or pact… they are fragments of my power… of my very being…"

Aurel smiled at the spirit and walked back towards the others, gently sitting the spirit on the cushions surrounded by his curious mates. "Continue, please…" he urged her.

She looked up at the dragon for a moment before her eyes glanced down again. It was as if an illusion she had been projecting melted around her, the vengeful spirit they first saw a ruse to hide this sad and broken being. "There never was a curse…" she explained, "your ancestors from long ago grew greedy and bold, thinking that the power and domain of their species guardian spirit should be theirs to control…"

"By the gods…" Umbrel exclaimed under her breath, the magnitude of the transgression dawning on her before the spirit had even finished.

"Using a complex ritual, the spell casting masters of the four elven tribes dragged me out of my realm and ripped out my essence, each taking an equal share," she took a moment to compose herself, "when they did so, the agony of that moment echoed through all the elves, its shockwaves warping and corrupting their very beings…"

"The curse…" Nyana mumbled, covering her mouth.

"Indeed…" the spirit confirmed, "it was my pain that 'cursed' your people…"

"This is heinous!" Meril exclaimed, leaning closer to her, "you must allow us to help you!"

Aurel placed one of his big hands on Meril's shoulder, gently pulling her back. "Let her finish, sweetie…"

The spirit looked up at the dragon once more before covering her face and tilting it back down, as if holding back her tears. "When the elders that had stolen my power realised what they had done, they reached out to each other, but it was impossible to solve it with the fragments they each possessed," she explained with a sorrowful tone, "only my full power, combined and mended, could affect the whole species and remedy the 'curse'…"

"None of them trusted the others enough to relinquish their power, and they rightly feared my wrath had they returned it to me…" she continued, "so, thinking that maybe in the future, thanks to their research and immense power, an opportunity would present itself to fix things… they just waited…"

"And then… nothing happened…," Thaelia said while shaking her head, "why doesn't this surprise me?"

"You are correct… they never found a solution, because there is none. Even if they had pooled their power into a single individual… they would be lacking my will to exert the change, and they were terrified of summoning me in case I outsmarted them and destroyed them for their transgression…" the spirit sighed, "so they just pushed the problem away, thinking future generations would find a way to fix it… I suspect that is when this myth about the curse started, perhaps in the hope that the pieces would be brought together willingly."

All four of Aurel's mates looked at each other before looking back at the spirit. "But… we did… we are together and I'm sure I speak for all of us when I say we are more than willing to surrender this power to you!" exclaimed Nyana.

The spirit chuckled. "My fury towards you when I first arrived was unwarranted… the pull and the frustration of millennia made me lose my temper, for which I apologise…" she said, "but while my words were sullied by my rage… I wasn't lying… because of your binding to him, the pieces cannot be returned to me…"

All four women slowly gazed back at Aurel with a look of shock on their faces, but their Master was still smirking with a look on his face that betrayed that he knew something that hadn't yet been said. "There is a way… I think…" he said, struggling to hold back a purr.

"Do not be foolish…" the spirit answered, "the binding would make all that essence flow towards you, and a dragon's bond is unbreakable, you cannot release that essence back to me…"

"No… I cannot…" he agreed, "but you left something out…"

The spirit looked at him, her eyes slowly widening as his tail curled around his feet like a playful cat. "What do you mean…" she asked, even though the reality of what he meant was already dawning on her.

"I should never have been able to use my command voice on you… not even with your power gone…" he explained, "but then it dawned on me… I have bound my four beloved mates, and your essence is part of them… which means…"

Thaelia loudly gasped, the others giving her a look. "You mean…" she mumbled in shock.

"Our little toy got it in one…" Aurel sounded full of pride. He lowered his head between them, looking at the spirit square in her eyes. "It means you are already bonded to me…" His mates' jaws almost hit the floor.

"N-n-n-no…" she complained, "not… fully…"

"No, not fully… just four fifths of your being…" he added with a grin, "and as you say, we cannot undo it… but we can complete it…"

Nyana almost squeed. "What would happen if you do!?" she asked her Master, her green eyes so wide and full of excitement it felt you could plunge into them as if they were a pool.

The spirit hugged herself. "N-n-n-no… if you do all the power will flow towards you, you will accomplish what they failed to do and steal it for yourself!" she complained, "it would also make all my essence flow into you… I would become… mortal…"

Aurel stroked his chin, thinking for a second. "Beyond undoing the 'curse', I really don't want that power… it's too much responsibility. Not to mention, dragon or not, I'm mortal myself…" he said.

"Is there any way to… give it up?" Meril asked out loud.

The spirit stared at the sylvan elf for a moment. "Even if all my supernatural essence pooled inside him, it would never be truly part of him… I suppose he could expel it from its soul…" she replied.

"What would happen with the essence then?" the dragon inquired.

Their guest looked up at him with a defeated, yet thoughtful look. "Since for all of this to happen I would have to be fully bonded to you… the essence wouldn't come back to me, it would float to the upper realms and eventually a new whole spirit would be born from it…"

"…that actually sounds like a good plan…" Nyana added, "the upper realms regain their balance, the curse is undone, and you are no longer fragmented and in pain…"

The spirit glared at Nyana "But I would be mortal, my essence would be gone… only this creature that was born of this situation would remain…" she complained, "I didn't even have a physical body until three of you were bonded to him…"

"Great spirit, if I may be so bold…" Umbrel interceded, getting the attention of their guest, "the bonding cannot be undone, and there was no way for us to know being bonded to Master Aurel would do this to you. I know our ignorance is not much of an apology, but what is done is done… what we can offer you now is some succor in your time of need…"

Despite her upset, their guest seemed to appreciate Umbrel's words and tone. "Ah, priestess… it pains me to admit it, but you speak the truth… I am truly out of options…" She looked up at the dragon again, "either I surrender myself to your Master, gamble the future of the species I was born to protect and become just another bonded mate to him… or I keep waiting, seeing the elves wither away until they disappear and me with them…"

"You wouldn't be just another bonded mate…" Thaelia's words dripped with bitterness, "Lord Aurel adores us… I have never been happier in my life…"

The spirit faced the princess, gazing into her grey eyes. "You are all completely and utterly bonded to him… his life is your life, his happiness is your happiness… he could command you to do anything he desired and you would have no recourse but to obey…" she explained, "I mean no offence, I'm not bitter like before, but you must understand I cannot trust you on this…"

"No… you really can't…" Meril agreed, "but these are your only two options…"

"Maybe Master can do something to make us tell the truth?" Nyana asked, "like… forcing us to admit how we feel even if he could tell us to not feel like that?"

"I do not believe it works that way, Nyana…" Thaelia added, "from what I've been reading in our own library, the bond affects us even if he doesn't command anything… I myself can feel that, from the moment he claimed me, he is the centre of my world, and the longer we stay together the stronger the pull…"

The group fell silent for a moment, deep in thought, until Umbrel broke the silence. "We may not be able to prove to you that we are happy here with Master, oh spirit…" the priestess explained, "but we may be able to show that being mortal and joining us can be… quite pleasant…" Everyone's eyes fell on the dark elf, surprised by her suggestion, before looking at the spirit once again.

"What do you suggest, priestess?" her words subtly revealed nervousness and curiosity.

Umbrel's lips curled into a wide grin, and the priestess leaned forward, pulling the spirit down with her. Their guest gasped as she fell onto the pillows, nervously wriggling in place as Umbrel's fingers glided along her skin. "Wh-what are you d-doin-" her words were cut by a loud moan as the priestess slid down her hand to the spirit's lower belly, sensually caressing it.

"I'm showing you the kind of pleasant and loving company you will have if you join us…" Umbrel added before nibbling the tip of one of the spirit's ears, stealing a shockingly lascivious moan from her.

Nyana, quickly catching on, placed herself opposite Umbrel, licking and nibbling the spirit's other ear while sensually caressing one of her breasts. "I swear you will never regret becoming mortal and joining us…" the sun elf cooed in the spirit's ear.

Meril, who was already bubbling with excitement, grabbed one of Umbrel's legs and lifted it before carefully wiggling her body onto the pillows, scissoring with the dark elf while hugging one of the spirit's legs against her ample chest. "Amazing does not even begin to describe it… I love my life here…" the sylvan elf said in between moans, "and to top it all off… nothing beats having sex with a dragon…"

"Of course you would say that…" Thaelia commented while emulating Meril but on Nyana's side, a debauched smile curling on her lips as she felt their lower lips kiss, "but it's true… I've always been running from court to court, escaping both dungeons and parties to maintain my freedom…" soft moans came from her lips as the princess held the spirit's leg against her flat yet silken chest, "but it's here… bound to a dragon, turned into everyone's toy that I actually feel free…"

"So poetic, sweetie…" Nyana locked her legs around Thaelia, grinding with gusto while teasing her lover.

The spirit looked around her utterly flustered, their nibbles, caresses and lewd scissoring leaving her trembling and wet with arousal. She looked at Aurel like a mouse cornered by a cat, her legs spread by the others so she couldn't hide how much she wanted this. Aurel moved closer, lowering his head until his chin almost touched her belly, but refraining from getting closer. She was frozen with a mix of neediness and fear, staring into his blue eyes as if pleading for mercy.

"I think my sweet mates did the right thing by taking the initiative… but I genuinely do not want to force you if you are not comfortable, and will command them to stop if you just say the word…" he purred, his tongue gliding over her skin without making contact.

A loud yet meek whimper came out of the spirit's chest. She looked about to boil, the storm of sensations inside her partially mortal body consuming her. "This is not… fair…" she said between moans, "I'm almost bonded already… it makes me crave this… crave you…"

"Should we stop? Pull back?" Aurel asked, knowing full well her answer.

Her answer was deafening silence, a pleading look and the soft twitching of her lower lips.

Aurel smiled at her and sensually dragged his tongue from her pubis to her cleavage, making her arch while breathless moan choked in her throat. "I know this situation is not ideal and you don't have much of a choice…" the dragon explained as his face moved closer to hers, "but like I have done with my other mates… I swear to you I will make sure you never regret it…"

The spirit whimpered and gasped, her mouth half open while staring at his deep blue eyes. Aurel lowered his head and extended his tongue, sliding it into her mouth as they pressed their faces in a passionate kiss. At first she tried to match his intensity but, frustrated with her own inexperience, she quickly surrendered her mouth and throat, relaxing while Aurel pushed deep inside her, triggering lewd gasps and moans from his new lover.

After enjoying her sweet moans and warm throat for a few moments, Aurel pulled back, giving her a loving look while she panted with a mix of shock and neediness. "Did you enjoy that…?" the dragon asked while teasing her nipples with his tongue.

"Ye… yes…" she replied between gasps, still trying to process everything that was happening.

"I guess I should kiss your lower lips too for good measure…" he announced with a wink before his head retreated towards her nethers.

"Lo… lower…? Wait what do you mean lo-" Aurel dragged his tongue along her slick nethers, the spirit's question getting cut off with a desperate moan.

"She is so needy…" Thaelia mumbled while thrusting and wiggling her hips, grinding her clit against Nyana's nethers.

"So are you, slutty toy…" the sun elf teased her lover, who blushed while pressing harder with her hips.

"You are delicious my dear…" Aurel purred as he wrapped his lips around the spirit's nethers, his tongue slithering deep into her welcoming flesh as he passionately kissed them.

The spirit almost fainted from the overwhelming sensations, her expression warping into a confused yet blissed out look. She loudly gasped with her mouth half open, almost drooling while her eyes twitched and glazed over. The others giggled as her legs curled around Aurel's muzzle, tightly locking against his scales as if terrified he might move away.

"She learns fast…" Umbrel cooed while suckling one of the spirit's ears, pleased that they were quite erogenous as it was for most elves.

"She does! Look at her wiggle! She's going to cum her brains out any second now!" Meril stated with a chuckle.

"Let's help her along!" Nyana exclaimed while fondling the spirit's breasts more effusively and mirroring Umbrel's ear suckling.

"She's not the only one…" Thaelia moaned, the wet sounds from her scissoring with Nyana getting louder and louder.

"Go on, oh beautiful spirit…" Umbrel whispered in her ear, her respectful and deferential tone dripping with lasciviousness, "cum for your Master…"

The spirit shivered, her moans becoming quieter and quieter until they were nothing more than breathless whimpers. Aurel, feeling her dangling at the edge of orgasm, abused the dexterity and length of his tongue by teasing the deepest parts of her loins with its tip while rhythmically rubbing it against her clit.

It was too much, and with a final flick of his tongue, her whole being was overcome by a mind shattering orgasm. She shook, shivered and arched so hard they almost lost their grip on her. "That's it… good girl…" Nyana whispered in the spirit's ear while pinching and playing with her nipples, "you are going to be feeling like this often…"

The spirit looked around to them with blurry and tearful eyes, her whole being trembling as aftershock and aftershock wrecked her partially mortal flesh. Aurel retrieved his tongue from her depths and replaced his passionate kissing of her nethers with tender slow loving licks on her slick and twitching lower lips.

"You look beautiful when you orgasm, spirit…" the dragon purred before lovingly rubbing the tip of his snout on the small soft patch of golden hair on her crotch as he loved to do with all his mates. She tried to respond, but sweet meek whimpers emerged instead.

Aurel's mates hastened their grinding, joining her with their own moans as they approached orgasm together. The dragon rested his chin on the still quivering flesh of the spirit, taking in their wonderful sounds and smells while his own body burned with ravenous arousal. They orgasmed almost in unison, panting, gasping and sobbing with joy. Their soft trembling seeped into the spirit, blissfully extending her aftershocks longer than it should have been possible.

Eventually, the dragon lifted his head, looking deeply into the spirit's eyes while lovingly caressing her belly with one of his claws. "Please… allow me to claim you…" he asked, "be one of my mates and let us love you as you deserve…"

She gazed back at him, her starry eyes unfocused yet shining. "Y-yes…" she whimpered, "I s-s-submit to you…" she replied, "p-p-p-please keep your promise…"

Aurel tenderly kissed her lips as he firmly placed a hand on her chest. "I swear…" he vowed, "now just relax, and let me complete your binding…" She nervously bit her lip and closed her eyes, putting her whole being in his hands.

After taking a deep breath, the dragon focused on the immaterial plane, and opened his eyes. Used to his mates' auras being smaller than his, it was a shock to him how massive the spirit's appeared to be. He may as well have been a pebble at the skirt of a mountain. Yet four strong tethers already linked them, and as soon as he started to gently pull them towards him, the spirit's soul moved as if nothing more than a balloon on a thread.

He plunged his claws into her being as delicately as he could, the spirit shaking and shivering harder than when he had his tongue nestled in her loins. Aurel did his best to ignore her surprisingly loud moans and whines as he weaved a final tether around her core, completely binding her soul to his with unbreakable threads.

Satisfied with his work, and still somewhat baffled he was even capable of binding such a being, the dragon started pulling her soul even closer to his. Each tug of the binding threads made the spirit desperately howl needy moans, lifting her trembling hips between sobs as if her nethers were getting pounded. The others lovingly held her while remembering their own bindings, a smile curling on their lips.

With a final pull, the spirit's soul lodged itself in Aurel's orbit, her orgasmic shouts filling the room as the arcane threads binding them turned into unbreakable chains.

Aurel felt a rush of power as soon as he was done, the spirit's supernatural essence flooding into him as if being suctioned by his soul. A blast of light shot from Aurel's blue eyes, the dragon roaring as his scales gleamed with power. He stood by the others as if frozen, his jaw half open in shock.

"M-m-master? Are you ok?" Asked a worried Nyana.

"I can hear their voices… feel their hearts…" he sounded distant and overwhelmed.

"Whose?" Asked the princess.

"Every single elf that lives!" He shouted, "it's too much… I must fix the curse and relinquish this power, for my own sake…"

"Wait!" Nyana interjected, trying to get his attention, "please, I want to tell you something…"

Aurel, still looking dizzy from inheriting the spirit's power, gave her a surprised look and very gently picked her up. "What is it, my love? I can't hold this power for long…" he asked as he raised her till they were eye level.

"Sorry… it's just… remember our first night with Thaelia? When she explained to me how even if we were to undo the curse there's just too few of us to turn things around?" Her words made the princess stare at the floor with a look of shame, still disappointed with herself for upsetting Nyana that way…"

Aurel nodded. "I remember… and I've been so focused on reaching this moment that I hadn't stopped to consider that's she's more likely correct…" he sombrely added.

"I know…" Nyana gently caressed his snout, "but I haven't forgotten… and have been thinking long and hard of possible solutions…" a smile curled on her lips as she playfully pedalled her dangling feet, "and I think you may be able to do my favourite one…"

The dragon tilted his head, her loving eyes and playful demeanour soothing his soul and helping him hold to the overwhelming power for longer. "Tell me, gorgeous, what are you plotting?" He purred.

Nyana couldn't help but giggle. " Well, I've been thinking… you know how dragons are only born male? And then they need ladies like us to be their lovely mates?" She asked.

"Indeed…" he agreed.

"Well…" a mischievous look overtook her face, "wouldn't it be fun if elves were like that in reverse? Only being born female but able to make babies with anyone?"

Aurel flashed his ivory teeth in a naughty grin. "You cheeky devil…" he complimented his mate.

"Instead of those long pregnant times we have to deal with, maybe it could be just nine months as with humans… and no matter with whom an elven lady has children with, they would be elven girls…" Nyana elaborated, "we cannot go back to what we were… but maybe we can survive as something new… something fun!"

Aurel's three other mates, who had been listening along, gave each other a surprised look before smiling themselves. "That's actually a fascinating idea… our people already live their lives embedded in with other species…" Thaelia added.

"Maybe the children of these new unions can even have some small traits from their father! Like human half elves until now!" Meril exclaimed.

"Is this possible? Master, would your current power allow it?" Umbrel asked.

Aurel closed his eyes and concentrated for a second. "Yes, it should be possible…" he replied with a smile, "you're all so excited about it…"

"Please do it, Master," Umbrel added, "it's a lovely idea and it's a wonderful homage that our species from now on mirror the one from our saviour…"

"I'm not your saviour," Aurel complained, "couldn't have done any of this without all of you… and Nyana was the one that got us all started!"

"And without you it would have been impossible!" Nyana exclaimed, "just take the compliment dummy… and save our species…" she said before kissing his snout.

"Let's do this, then…" he replied with a purr.

The dragon carefully put Nyana down and concentrated, sinking deeper and deeper into the spirit's power, looking for the very root of what it meant being an elf.

Ancient spirits, the celestial "guardians" of a species, were theorised to be born once enough of a particular people become sapient, solidifying their essence in the upper realms like sediment dragged by a river. But because of their intrinsic and unbreakable bond to their people, technically by changing the nature of their essence one could in turn change a whole species.

No one has ever been able to verify, much less try this, before, because by their nature ancient spirits wouldn't be inclined to change anything about the people they mirror. And yet, here Aurel was, literally rummaging through a species base traits, changing them into something new, yet similar. Doing so was oddly easy, the logic behind the arcane patterns that composed elvenkind as clear to him as a pure mountain stream.

In no time at all, his work was done, and with a final spark of power, a shockwave washed over the whole plane, changing every single elf on it.

All four of Aurel's mates folded over, clutching their own bodies as the essence of their very beings shifted. It wasn't painful, but it was shocking, as if something deep within them had come to life and morphed into something else before going dormant again.

"I… I felt it! It's working!" Nyana shouted with tears in her eyes.

"It's… a lot…" Thaelia said between gasps, "and we're already hardly regular elves after all the draconic… 'essence' flowing through us…"

"Most of elvenkind must be in shock right now!" Umbrel shouted, "but it's a small price to pay for saving our kind!"

"I just like how fuzzy I feel now…" Meril said between giggles, "I wonder if being sloshing full of draconic essence cushioned the sensation…"

"You're always sloshing full of something, alright…" Thaelia teased her fellow mate.

"So will you if we celebrate tonight like I hope we will!" Meril replied while shooting such a lewd look at Thaelia that the princess blushed and whimpered.

Aurel, smiling from how excited his mates sounded, but more overwhelmed than ever by the spirit's power, closed his eyes once more and concentrated. He reached deep into himself, pressing his hands against his chest as if trying to reach his heart through his scales. The spirit's essence was deeply lodged into his soul, but it was still clearly palpable and visible as an extraneous thing, their natures too different to fully blend with each other.

With a groan of effort, he started to pull, an odd spiritual ache enveloping him as he tried to dislodge the essence from his being. While painful, it was surprisingly easy, as if the spirit's essence somehow knew it was in the wrong being and wanted to be free. Gritting his teeth and digging his hind claws on the ground, Aurel pulled with everything he got, and a warm wave of relief overtook him as the essence came free from his being.

He stared at it between gasps, admiring its otherworldly shine as he returned to normal. Slowly, the glimmering essence started drifting towards the upper planes, and Aurel could swear it started taking on a vaguely egg shaped form as it disappeared in the distance.

The dragon's eyes focused on the material once more and looked down at his mates. They had all crowded around the former ancient spirit, raising her on a pile of cushions where she trembled giving him a pleading look. Needy whines came from her lips every time her nethers visibly twitched, almost as if it was causing her pain.

Aurel approached her with a wide smile on his lips, a cloud of steam coming from his crotch as his hot phallus and testes emerged from under his scales. He knelt before her and placed his hands on her legs, gently spreading her further while he admired his new mate. "Welcome to the family, my beautiful mate…" his words made her blush and lift her hips, the woman's whole body begging for him to take her.

While her supernatural nature was gone, the mortal frame she now inhabited was still breathtaking. She looked mostly the same as before, sans her otherworldly glow and her starry eyes, which were now of a deep bright blue that was similar yet different from Aurel's. The dragon dragged the tip of his claws along her body, making her loudly moan and shiver, before using one of their tips to trace the pattern of his golden brand shining on her lower belly.

"Ancient spirit or not, you look absolutely divine…" he purred while playfully rubbing his ridges against her slick lower lips.

As he got into position to claim her, a thought occurred to him. "Tell me, beautiful, do you have a name?" he asked her with sweet yet hungry words.

"N-n-n-no…" she whimpered, "I never n-n-n-needed one…"

Aurel held his chin for a moment, his mates exchanging kisses and fondles while looking at him expectantly. "You came to us from the heavens and will always remind us of that…" he said, "how about Celeste for your name?"

"That's a beautiful name…" the princess commented.

"I concur, Master, that's a great name for our new mate…" Umbrel added.

"Honestly, yeah! It's pretty good!" Meril interjected.

"Too good! Actually…" Nyana teased with a mischievous look, "are you sure you didn't plan this?"

Aurel chuckled at their comments, throwing them a kiss and a wink. "I promise I didn't plan this! It must have been divine inspiration…" he explained, "though perhaps it has helped that I have been thinking of girl names in case any of you get pregnant with a lovely half dragon lass…" all four of his previous mates let out a collective "aww" as he said this.

"What do you think, beautiful? Do you like it?" he asked the woman trembling against his ridges.

"M-m-master…" she stuttered, "you can name me anything you wish… just please… take me… I feel like I may implode if you don't do so soon…"

Aurel grinned and firmly gripped her by the hips, immobilising her right before he started pushing his tip against her lower lips. His bond always made it far easier than it should to penetrate his much smaller mates, but her body was so eager and obedient that her flesh wrapped around his cock almost instantly, lewdly squeezing him with a wet sounds.

She dramatically arched her spine in shock and delight, shivering in between breathless gasps as Aurel happily purred. "Good gods! You almost devoured me!" he hungrily growled, "then so be it, my beautiful mate, your name is now Celeste…" Aurel lowered his head towards her face, "welcome to the family…" he whispered before giving her a passionate kiss.

"I guess that's what millennia of not getting laid does to one…" Meril teased with a mischievous smile, "speaking of… are we just going to watch or have our own fun while Master welcomes our new mate?"

Thaelia nervously shifted on her cushion, visibly squeezing her thighs in excitement. "You know you can all claim me and use me whenever and however you want…" she said under her breath.

"Why don't you use our little toy for a bit, bun-bun?" Nyana told Meril, "I don't think you two have had a go at it on your own since you joined…"

"Don't mind if I do…" Meril's words trailed behind her as she crawled on all fours around Celeste and towards the excitedly shivering Thaelia.

"I am at your complete disposal as long as Master doesn't have need of me, Nyana…" Umbrel told her fellow mate while sensually leaning towards her.

Nyana started crawling towards Umbrel with a lewd look in her eyes. She crossed paths with Meril going the opposite direction, making her fellow mate loudly whine by playfully biting her ass once she was in reach. "You are next, fuck bunny…" the sun elf promised.

"Come get me when you're ready, slut!" Meril retorted with a playful tone.

Celeste moaned louder and louder as Aurel pushed more of his ridges inside her, making her belly bulge with her Master's thickness. "Yes! More! Please!" she begged, her eyes rolling back into her skull while her face contorted into a look of mindless bliss.

"Don't worry, my sweet mate…" Aurel growled, the warmth of her flesh against his throbbing ridges giving him shivers, "you have suffered enough broken and alone in the upper realms…" He gave her a lewd grin, "from now on you are going to be a pampered pet… spoiled and fucked unless you request otherwise…"

She babbled with her tongue lolling out, a desperate moan erupting from her chest as the feeling of his knot slapping against her nethers almost brought her to climax. "Yes! Please! I shall never request otherwise! Oh gods, fuck me! use me! Don't stop ever!" She whined, "I never imagined being mortal could feel so good!"

Aurel ground his knot against her clit, enjoying her desperate needy whimpers. "Then just relax and let us love you, little gift from the heavens…" he purred, "we are going to fuck and make love to you so thoroughly you won't be able to think…" Aurel started to savagely thrust into her hungry loins, the churning sounds from her insides mixing with her delighted gasps.

"Gods, Master is good at hollowing out a gal and making her feel amazing in the process…" Meril mused right before looking at Thaelia and pinning the princess against the pillows, "don't you agree, little toy?"

Thaelia gave her a nervous yet excited look, coquettishly biting her lip. "Y-yeah… Master is amazing…" she cooed.

"You're such a good girl…" Meril teased the princess, her voluptuous breasts dangling over Thaelia's chest, their nipples caressing every time they swayed, sending a shiver down the princess's spine. "Tell me, princess, have you ever been with a faun?"

"N-n-no… I don't believe I h-h-have…" Thaelia responded, her shivers making her break into stutters.

Meril's lips curled into a mischievous smile and she started intoning a spell that the princess was intimately familiar with. As soon as the sylvan elf finished her spell, Thaelia was startled by a loud wet slap on her belly. The princess' eyes widened as she looked down between them, dangling from Meril's crotch was an inhumanly thick and long equine-looking phallus, which felt firm and solid despite its translucent and ephemeral look.

"G-g-g-gods…" the princess stuttered.

"Until Master claimed me, my favourite people to play with were the local fauns…" the sylvan elf explained with a hungry shine in her eyes as she aimed the tip of her phallus against Thaelia's soaking nethers. "They were sweet, kind, horny…" she slammed her hips against the princess', the petite woman arching her back and moaning as her belly bulged, "…and could fuck you senseless… so hard you couldn't walk straight for days…"

Meril licked her lips and groaned, pushing her body against Thaelia's like a hungry predator pinning down a meal. "Such good times…" she growled in the princess' ear as she wrapped arms and legs around the lascivious shortstack, "let me show you how much I enjoyed it…" Thaelia's eyes rolled back into her skull as her lover started to thrust like a rutting beast.

On Aurel's opposite side, Umbrel and Nyana were ravenously making out, their tongues gliding over the lips and each other while their breasts smooshed against each other. With a lascivious glimmer in her eyes, Nyana gently pushed Umbrel's head down, the dark elf covering her torso in kisses, licks and nips as she got closer and closer to the sun elf's nethers.

"You are so good at worshipping…" Nyana cooed with a naughty look, "what does one have to do to get you to worship them like you do…"

Umbrel sensually caressed Nyana's lower lips, giving her tender kisses on her golden brand while shooting her a smitten look. "Even Master worships you and your body… it would be my honour to do so, Nyana…" she replied as her tongue got closer and closer to the sun elf's nethers.

"Good to hear…" Nyana smirked while her fingers glided through the air, words of power drifting from her lips.

Suddenly, glimmering ropes summoned from thin air, binding Umbrel's hands behind her back, and her torso to her knees, forcing her into a kneeling position with her face against Nyana's nethers. The priestess looked up at Nyana's eyes, getting lost in their emerald shine as she wrapped her lips around the sun elf's flesh and lovingly used her tongue to tease her lover's clit.

Nyana threw her head back, gasping with delight while playing with her own breasts. "Gods that tongue of yours is divine!" she moaned while wrapping one of her legs around Umbrel's head, trapping the priestess against her nethers. "Let me return the favour…" Nyana mumbled while attempting to cast another spell.

A thick yet ephemeral draconic phallus like Aurel's materialised behind Umbrel, hovering before her pussy before plunging into the priestess' flesh like a spear. The woman groaned and gasped against Nyana's pussy, drooling and panting while her eyes rolled into her skull. "G-g-gods! So t-t-thick and glorious…" she mumbled with broken breath.

"Not enough?" Nyana teased, another ethereal phallus materialising with a flick of her finger, "let's fix that then…"

The second ethereal phallus impaled the dark elf's rear with a lewd wet sound. Umbrel gasped and whined, what little of her eyes was still visible glazed over as the draconic cock's knot slammed against her ass cheeks. She loudly moaned against Nyana's pussy, her tongue lolling from her mouth and dragging against the sun elf's pussy. "You are so… k-k-k-kind… my queen…" the priestess said, still trying to worship her lover despite the two magical toys ravaging her insides.

"Silly girl… I'm no queen… I'm just Nyana!" She giggled while pressing her lover's face harder against her pussy, admiring her with a mad look of hunger.

"You would look amazing wearing a cute crown with your white stocking, golden heels and nothing else…" Aurel commented with a lewd smile while ravaging his new mate.

"You're really selling this to me!" Nyana giggled, "and also the slave collar I tried to put on your neck?" she teased.

"I still have it, you know…" he said with a wink, "maybe after we polish and customise it a bit…"

Nyana swooned, squeezing her breasts so hard her fingers went pale. "Ok… now I'm turned on by it…" she bit her lip, "let's do it!"

Aurel loudly chuckled and lowered his head towards her, giving his mate such a kiss it left her breathlessly trembling. "It's a date…" he promised, sensually licking his teeth before giving Celeste his undivided attention once more.

"Well… speaking of divine things…" the dragon purred at the sight of his new mate.

Celeste was utterly lost in the experience, whining, gasping and drooling while desperately clenching Aurel's hands. Her belly bulged with the dragon's ridges, making the woman's mind melt into a puddle every time a thrust stretched every fibre of her loins. A stream of tears run down her cheeks from a mixture of joy and how overwhelmed she was.

Aurel arched forward, lowering his head until he could feel her panting on his lips. Perhaps it was due to the draconic bond and his very nature, but every time he saw his mates utterly consumed by passion like this while their bodies screamed for him to breed them, it made his heart flutter.

With a happy purr, the dragon tenderly but tightly wrapped his arms around her, pressing Celeste against his chest while resting his torso on the pillows. He was unable to see her beautiful face while holding her like this, but he could feel her needy panting against his scales and the desperate neediness of her insides better than before.

Growling like a feral beast, he dug his hind claws onto the stone, anchoring against it so hard that every time he dropped his hips the whole castle shook. Not a single word came from Celeste, who was too far gone to muster more than a breathless whimper, yet he could feel her nethers beg and plead for him to flood her being with draconic essence and claim her body the same way he had claimed her soul.

Each savage slam of his knot against her nethers made the room rattle, his jaws bared and irises contracting like those of a focused predator about the savour his next meal. He brought down his hips for a final time, a loud wet slap mixing with a roar of satisfaction. Celeste started to loudly whine and moan loudly again, her whole body clinging to him so hard it looked ready to snap while her nethers surrendered to his knot with a lewd sound.

She trembled and gasped while her master flooded her with an ungodly amount of seed, its heat consuming her as their bond made her womb obediently change for him. While her face was hidden against his chest, Aurel could perfectly picture her desperate blissful expression from how her twitching features felt against his scales.

As if on cue, Meril bottomed out inside the petite princess, her ethereal testes twitching against Thaelia's hungry nethers. Thaelia groaned and gasped against her lover's shoulder, the princess' eyes wide in shock from the load flooding from Meril's faun-like member. "Good g-g-g-g-gods!" she stuttered, "it's so m-m-much!"

"That's it! Take it like a slutty tiny mare!" Meril teased her while her clit twitched behind the ethereal cock, channelling all the orgasmic pleasure from her spell, "no wonder every one loves using you…" the sylvan elf said right before locking lips with Thaelia in a hungry kiss.

Umbrel and Nyana shivered nearby, enjoying their very own orgasms. The sun elf bit her lip while grinding her tingling nethers against Umbrel's lips and tongue, the dark elf gasping with vacant eyes while both of Nyana's summoned cocks filled her up to the brink of bursting.

"Fuck you look hot when you lose your mind like this…" Nyana mumbled while admiring Umbrel's face, "best way to go to heaven and commune with the gods, eh?" she added with a cheeky wink and a spank from a ethereal looking hand. Umbrel's only response was a series of incoherent whines, her toes curling and body trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm and Nyana's arcane slap to her cheeks.

Aurel carefully rolled on the pillows, pushing them onto a pile behind him until he was reclining as if on a comfortable sofa. He lovingly licked and nuzzled his new mate, who was vibrating against his chest while his loud purring made the room rumble. "You've become such a talented sorceress, my love," his words dripped with pride while he stared at Nyana with a side glance.

"I had an amazing teacher, and it's so much fun!" she giggled, "it also helps you keep pumping me full of power with that delicious cock of yours…"

If dragons could blush, he would have done so, instead he looked oddly bashful with a dumb grin on his face. "Bond or not, you make me feel so special…" he swooned while gyrating his hips, stealing beautiful moans from Celeste as he stirred her insides.

"You are!" Meril pitched in, dragging herself and the still impaled princess to his side for a snuggle, "couldn't have been claimed by a better dragon…"

"Gods, you are all going to make me melt…" he sighed with a smitten tone as he carefully scooped them all with his wings and pressed them against his scales.

"How's our new mate doing?" Nyana asked as she pulled Umbrel up, resting the face of the still drowsy and shivering dark elf against her ample chest.

Aurel gently lifted Celeste's head with one of his claws. She was drooling against his scales with an utterly vacant look of bliss. "I think she's having a lovely time… but we can ask her in a few moments when she comes back down…" he chuckled.

"She is going to love getting her ass knotted next…" Meril cooed while petting and kissing Thaelia, "right, little toy?"

"Y-y-yes…" the princess stuttered, "gods… how did you survive getting fucked by dicks like these without a draconic bond?!" Thaelia asked in shock while caressing her belly, still impaled by the ethereal faun phallus.

"They are fertility spirits, love! Their dicks can fit inside a pixie if she is horny enough!" Meril giggled, "and trust me… I was very horny… best time ever was with three of them at once… one for each hole!"

"And I thought I had become an insatiable slut after being claimed by Master," Nyana mused out loud, "you are one ravenous bunny, Meril!"

"I don't see any of you complaining…" she replied with a grin.

"We are most definitely not…" Aurel purred. The room filled with giggles and chuckles from all of them except Celeste, who was still blissfully drowsy and vacant from the dragon's attentions.

Meril dismissed her summoned phallus, eliciting a loud gasp of relief from Thaelia as a flood of thick seed spilled from her ravaged hole. Nyana did the same with the magical ropes and disembodied cocks penetrating Umbrel, allowing the dark elf to breathe and relax while cuddling with the sun elf.

"I should probably release this cutie to help her come back to us… and also get ready for the next round…" Aurel said with glee. The others looked up with lustful eyes, admiring how the dragon, who now had plenty of experience doing this, dexterously wiggled Celeste off his knot while firmly holding her with both hands.

Their new mate started moaning once more, getting louder and louder until she came loose with a lewd pop, and a cascade of draconic seed spilled down her legs and onto his scales. Aurel lovingly licked her face and body while she shivered in his hands, another orgasm overtaking her from this new overwhelming sensation.

"B-b-by the u-u-u-upper planes…" she stuttered, "I c-c-can't stop c-c-climaxing…"

"It will be like that for a while…" commented Umbrel, who had regained most of her breath, "after a few weeks it will still be amazing, but not as overwhelming…"

"Which is a pity, because I like it when Master reduces my brain to mush…" Nyana complained.

"I'll just have to get better at it, then…" Aurel said with a wink, "I love making you all happy…" His mates responded with a mixture of loud coos and swoons.

"Did… did you mean it when you said you will keep me as a pet?" Celeste asked the dragon, "spoiled and pampered when not being used for your pleasure?"

Aurel tilted his head while looking at her, thinking. "I said it in the throes of passion to express my desire to love you and protect you, but it doesn't have to be literal, my sweet mate…" he replied giving her a nuzzle.

"N-no…" she answered while hugging his snout against her chest, "I… I actually like that…" Celeste explained, "for uncountable millennia I have been alone and powerless, feeling the cries of my people yet unable to do anything for them… and I'm so tired…"

She rested her chin on his nose, lost in his blue eyes. "I was worried at first, but now I see fully submitting to your bond was the correct decision…" there was a soft peaceful ring to her words, "thank you for claiming me… Master…" uttering the word visibly made her tense up with arousal, "I would love to be your spoiled little pet… happily lounging at your feet unless you desire me and need relief…"

A rumble came from his chest, the dragon purring so loudly once more it made all his mates vibrate. He coiled his long tongue around Celeste's waist, tying her to his muzzle while she cuddled him. "Then so it shall be…" he proclaimed while reeling his tongue back into his mouth, "maybe we should get you a pet collar…"

"So cute!" Nyana exclaimed, "you think she's a kitty like the princess, more of a puppy, or something more exotic?"

"You've always given me the puppy vibes, Nyana…" Umbrel added with a smirk while rubbing her face against the sun elf's soft and ample breasts.

"Oh, absolutely," agreed Meril, "Nyana is definitely a hyper and playful doggie… if she had a tail she'd always be wagging it when looking at Master…"

"…Ok, I can't deny that…" Nyana had to admit with a smile and a giggle.

"She can just be a pet without an animal moniker…" Aurel said while dragging a claw along Celeste's spine, making her visibly shiver.

"I'll be whatever kind of pet you want me to be… Master…" she responded while hugging him tighter, "just please I beg you keep making me feel this safe and loved forever…"

"Of course, my sweet mate… I swear…" he purred while lovingly licking her belly.

"speaking of… is it time to knot her ass?" Nyana asked with glee.

"It feels like you want it more than anyone else…" Umbrel teased Nyana.

"…maybe…" the sun elf bit her lip.

"I'll make sure to share her sensations via the bond with you," Aurel said to Nyana with a wink before gently repositioning Celeste, placing her back against his scales while lifting both her legs with one hand, exposing her cute little rear.

"I… I'm ready… Master…" Celeste announced, her chest heaving with trepidation.

"Relax beautiful, your body will know what to do…" he lovingly licked her face while purring. "Nyana… find somewhere comfy to lay down… I am serious about doing the mind link…"

"Way ahead of you!" she replied as she scrambled to build herself a little cushion pile to recline against opposite him.

"Can we also get it… please?" Meril asked while looking at him with wide pleading eyes.

"Yes, Master, I would also be grateful if you could share this experience with me…" Umbrel requested with a bow.

"I-I-I don't want to feel left out…" Thaelia stuttered, blushing while snuggling against Nyana.

Aurel loudly chuckled. "You're all such a delight…" their eagerness aroused him so much that his voiced rumbled like a live volcano, "of course… get comfortable… and the moment my cock touches Celeste's ass, you will all share in her sensations until you all orgasm in unison with her," he ordered with his command voice.

All four women shivered as his words sunk deep into their minds, linking them as he demanded while they finished setting up their cushions. Once done, all four of them laid opposite the dragon, cuddling and reclining on their cushions as if they were the audience to a very intimate show. "Ready!" Nyana announced while fondling one of Meril's breasts and caressing Thaelia's nethers.

The dragon lustfully growled at them and slowly lowered Celeste onto his cock, all five of his mates tensing and shivering as his hot tip caressed her tiny pink rear. "By the heavens, it feels even bigger…" Celeste cried while clinging to his hands.

"Relax, my love…" he whispered in her ear as he pushed down, "the bond makes it impossible for me to hurt you…"

Celeste arched, wiggled and moaned as he pushed down, his tapered tip spreading her rear while her slick lower lips dripped the still overflowing draconic seed over it and down his ridges. He held down his phallus with one hand while pushing her down with the other, Celeste's moans growing louder and louder as her flesh stretched beyond reason.

Aurel growled softly in her ear, grabbing her body with both hands and pushing harder against his tip. Her loud moans got cut off by an orgasmic breathless gasp, the woman's whole body shaking from her flesh fully surrendering and his thickness claiming her.

The dragon didn't stop pushing, enjoying how pliable she was for him as one after another his ridges disappeared inside of her. Celeste loudly gasped as more and more of his phallus hollowed out her insides, overwhelming her mind until her only thoughts were incoherent needy ramblings for more.

With a final groan, Aurel's knot clapped against her ass cheeks, sending her into a long whine of delight that sounded almost like a howl. "Good girl…" he purred, his tongue coiling possessively around her neck.

Celeste's whines and moans were echoed by Aurel's other mates, who were fixated on the scene before them while wiggling and lifting their own hips, sharing every sensation that Celeste was experiencing. They didn't utter a word, which Aurel felt made things oddly more intimate with his new mate. He still shot them a wink and a kiss, admiring for a moment their lustful looks while they touched themselves and each other.

Feeling consumed by their shared lust, the dragon started thrusting as hard as he could, raising his hips and pushing her down in unison. Each slam of his knot made Celeste utter a needy grunt, her head pressing against his scales while she gasped and shivered. Hungry to see more of this lewd side of her, Aurel tightly gripped her body, a loud surprise whine coming from her lips.

He started bringing her down onto his knot harder and harder, the force growing so intense Celeste's bones rattled every time his knot hit her like a wrecking ball. Aurel had completely let go and embraced his full draconic strength, only their bond protecting her from being shattered into a million pieces. The woman went limp in his grip like a doll, with the exception of her hands which still desperately clung to his fingers.

Fire built inside Aurel's loins, his irises narrowing once more like those of a hungry predator. He roughly dragged her along his ridges, using her like a masturbation aid he was not afraid to break. Celeste's eyes had fully retreated into her skull, her mouth agape in a perpetual breathless gasps as her mind danced on the edge of climax.

Cloud of steam started to rise from the dragon's nostrils, mouth and nethers, making the room misty and caking it with his rutting scent, which only seemed to make his mates needier. Feeling his own climax was imminent, he forcefully pushed his knot against Celeste's flesh, no longer content with slamming it against her body but demanding her body submitted to it too.

The woman started to loudly moan once more, her desperate cries growing louder the harder he pushed, until her voice broke with a lewd cry as her body surrendered to his knot and the dragon let out a roar of triumph.

Aurel firmly gripped both her legs, squeezing so tight they went pale, while load after load of his burning seed filled and consumed her insides. Celeste arched so much it was a miracle her spine didn't snap, the woman's belly bulging as an ungodly amount of seed flowed into her. Aurel instinctively tightened his tongue around her neck too, feeling the vibration of each of her gasps and moans travel through it.

A mind shattering orgasm detonated in Celeste's nethers, sending shockwaves along her being and those of her fellow mates, who were now a whining and quivering pile of flesh in front of them. The woman had been an ancient spirit for millennia, trapped and powerless for an eternity, yet still technically within the embraced of the upper realms. And yet, just a day before she could not have imagined feeling like this.

The dragon felt how Celeste's body suddenly relaxed against his scales, breathing calmly and slowly while his seed was still shooting into her, a peaceful look of bliss on her face. Aurel retrieved his tongue and gently licked her cheek, nuzzling her face as if testing to see if she was fine. Celeste raised a hand and caressed his lower jaw, enjoying his cuddles with his final orgasmic throbs.

"Are you ok, Celeste?" he whispered.

His mate let out a contented sigh. "I'm at peace… Master…" she replied, "I'm… home… where I'm meant to be…" Aurel smiled, delighted to hear her words. "It almost feels like fate… my birth from the souls of the elves… the stealing of my power and those millennia of loneliness… it all happened so I could be yours…"

Aurel couldn't help but chuckle. "I know the gods sometimes do complicated plans… but this feels convoluted even for them…" he said while lovingly licking her like a kitten, "still… I am so happy to hear you say that…" The dragon tenderly kissed her, his tongue never moving past her mouth in an effort to be less passionate, but more intimate. "Welcome home…"

"I'm home…" she repeated, gently caressing his tongue.

The dragon's other mates, still trembling from the shared orgasm, playfully crawled towards them, cuddling against his scales in whatever comfortable spot they could find. Their lustful looks and tingling bodies told Aurel they were nowhere near done, and that their celebration would last well into the night.

And he would have it no other way…

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Epilogue

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Celeste settled into the Lair so quickly it felt as if she had always been there. She rarely spoke, almost fading into the background while she quietly enjoyed the company of her fellow mates and Master. Yet the others were always aware of her thanks to her cuddly demeanour, for she would always snuggle up and cling to her lovers almost like a needy pet, much to their delight.

Like Meril before her, she defied the odds, her body showing she was eggbound just a few days after being claimed. Yet her gestation time was the easiest of all of Aurel's mates, her belly growing heavy though nowhere near to the degree of the ones before her. After a couple of weeks, she delivered a single golden egg, so shiny and brilliant it almost felt like an announcement that said "this is really it, I'm the last one."

From her egg hatched a tall and muscular kobold boy, his golden scales and blue eyes making him look almost like a miniature version of Aurel.

As was tradition by now, Celeste named him at his hatchday party, which they made into a particularly lavish affair for both their new kobold and all the ones that came before, for they were certain another hatchday such as this wouldn't happen again for a long time, if ever. Though they did vow to do something similar every time their kobolds welcomed a new clutch to the world.

With their quest complete and everyone settled, Aurel and his mates spent some time deciding what to do next while getting comfortable in their new lives. News of the changes affecting elvenkind quickly reached them, confirming their success.

For a time they contemplated claiming responsibility, but eventually decided against it. Proving such a thing would be difficult, and they never went on this quest for fame regardless. Simply knowing it had worked and that elves all over were discovering their sudden fertility was more than enough.

On the subject of fertility, their vigorous intimacy bore fruit soon enough, with all of Aurel's mates becoming pregnant with healthy half-dragon children some months after completing their quest, yet still earlier than expected.

Nyana, unsurprisingly, was the first to do so, the sun elf beyond giddy with excitement. Thaelia soon followed, with Umbrel, Meril and Celeste trailing some months behind her.

Following the new "rules" they had crafted for their species, all their children were born female, giving Aurel five beautiful elven daughters. Yet their half-dragon nature and heritage was impossible to hide, for each of them bore one or several draconic features reminiscent of their father.

It took some time to adapt to their new parental responsibilities, for even sharing the load and with not a small amount of help from their kobolds, raising five children is quite a challenge. Still, they endured and their lives settled into a pleasant domestic bliss… or at least what passes for one at a dragon's lair.

Indeed, the rebuilding and sudden bustle of the previously abandoned castle in the mountains did not go unnoticed for long, and soon curious travellers, adventurers and even local officials and foreign dignitaries started visiting after hearing stories that a dragon has made his lair here.

For when your neighbour is a creature that, if old enough, can level cities if angered, it's in one's best interest to extend an official welcome.

Thankfully for the people of the nearby lands, Aurel and his mates were good neighbours, content to keep to themselves and assist the local towns and cities just as long as they didn't take their help for granted.

Aurel himself became well known for his encyclopaedic knowledge in the arcane and history, a talent the search for the missing pieces had helped him develop. Experts and sages from across the realms often visited in the hope of getting access to the dragon's vast library, or perhaps to discuss research with him in search of a breakthrough.

But he was hardly the only famous figure in their family. Nyana, having discovered a passion for sorcery since meeting Aurel, researched the arcane with such gusto that in no time at all she had become a master of her craft. New spells and formulas came naturally to her, and the combination of her already enormous natural talent with the boost of her draconic bond gave her the power to shake continents. Word of her talent eventually got out, and she found herself receiving letters and visits from many who wished to learn under her.

While hesitant at first, eventually the sun elf relented and took on a few apprentices, some of whom would go on to become grand masters themselves. With the help of their kobolds and a bit of magic, they even constructed a new wing for the castle, establishing there a small school of magic.

Here Nyana and her apprentices taught younglings from across the realms, those that otherwise would have never been able to train their talents. This only increased her renown, even getting called to assist in times of great crisis.

Thaelia, who had grown up in palaces and often being the centre of attention, relished her chance to take a back seat and disappear inside their private lives. As head maid, she always made sure her mates and children were comfortable and cared for, while her sweet polite demeanour charmed all who visited the castle, unaware the dragon's favourite servant was, in fact, a long lost princess.

Yet it was while in her intimate role as their toy that she really felt alive, relishing being taken and enjoyed, and always looking for ways to get them all together in the same room with plenty of time to lovingly ravage each other.

Umbrel, for her part, waited patiently for years before finally announcing the recovery of the Hallowed Circlet to her people. Yet, she kept her location and relationship to Aurel secret for a while longer, planning to bestow the Circlet to one of her daughters, should they wish to carry such responsibility, and sending them to rejoin the fragmented dark elf community.

While waiting, she resumed her devoted yet almost obsessive desire to be the perfect mate for her dragon, and sensually pushed him to get intimate often, in the hopes of bearing more half dragons for him or perhaps even a true dragon egg. Her enthusiasm paid off, for while Nyana was the first to get pregnant with a half dragon, Umbrel would be the first to get pregnant a second time, and in the span of a few years would give Aurel four beautiful daughters that were as passionate and driven as her mother.

Eventually, one of said daughters would vow to take on her responsibility as high priestess, and crowned with the circlet, she would travel to the partially reclaimed city in the depths where her mother had once been found. There, many surviving dark elves and their partners from other species would welcome her, and together they would build a new community, too different from what came before to be a restoration… but with enough links to their past to honour what had been while creating something new.

Meril found herself drawn more and more to the surrounding woods, tending to them with a care and devotion that, with some shame, she didn't recall having for the ancient lands her family had been wardens of. The sylvan elf would vanish into the wilderness often, just to suddenly reappear in the lair after a few days with a smile on her face and a voracious hunger for some intimate time with her fellow mates, and especially her dragon.

It seemed the intensity of her passion could only grow through the years, and at times it felt she might achieve the unthinkable and leave her draconic mate exhausted and spent, all while she begged for more with a lewd glint in her eye and a sensual twitch of her tail. Like Umbrel, she ended up bearing many half-dragon daughters for her proud mate, several of which ended up being even more prolific than their mother. Despite Meril never much caring for such things, the enormous family tree that spawned from the sylvan elf would have made her ancient clan proud.

Celeste, the former ancient spirit, at first was content to just enjoy being their pet, always cuddly, welcoming, and eager to be intimate anytime they desired. But after some years, she started yearning to learn and experience more from this mortal realm of which she was a part of. Especially since, while her life would be measured in centuries thanks to her elven nature and draconic bond, she was still mortal, and would depart the material plane eventually.

To quench her curiosity, she took up the practice of many arts, such as painting, drawing and sculpting. Yet what really captivated her soul were music and travelling. Driven by her hunger to feed her senses, she became a master of many instruments, delighting her mates, friends and sometimes visitors of the lair with performances so vivid and passionate they could have made the heart of a lich beat once more. And when not practicing her many talents, she organised trips with her mates, visiting every corner of the world, filling up her soul with experiences until it spilled over.

As Aurel had explained to them in many occasions, the birth of a new "true" eldritch drake was an extremely rare occurrence, sometimes taking centuries before a dragon's mate finally delivered such progeny. It thus took them by surprise when, not even after a few decades together, Nyana became eggbound.

Their initial shock quickly turned into excitement, the whole lair taking great care of their beloved sun elf as her belly quickly grew to accommodate the egg inside her. As gestation progressed, Nyana found herself progressively more euphoric, and oddly enough, ravenous for the dragon's seed. The storm of arcane flows crashing through her body left her convalescing in a weakened and even delirious state, but for some reason greedily gulping down her mate's seed stabilised her and returned her vigour.

Aurel posited this may be because she had become eggbound much earlier than expected for a draconic mate, and his seed, charged to the brim with draconic essence, helped reinforce her arcane flows and for their egg to grow healthy. Then again, it could just be because Nyana really loved to suckle from him, and doing so simply soothed her spirit. Or perhaps a mixture of both.

Nevertheless, this continued for many months, her belly growing to such an ungodly size that poor Nyana quickly became bed bound and unable to move about without plenty of assistance. Thankfully, the quickly stabilising arcane flows from her egg kept her in a pleasant drowsy bliss, happy moans and whines coming from her lips every time her belly shifted or the egg expanded once more.

Eventually, the time for delivery arrived, and everyone came together with whatever they could gather to assist with the process. It took the better part of the day for Nyana to fully push out the egg, the mixture from all the draconic essence flowing through her, plus the power from her bond to Aurel allowing her body to stretch to truly ludicrous levels until the egg finally popped out onto a carefully placed set of pillows.

While soft and flexible at first, the egg's exterior hardened into a rock solid shell as soon as it was fully out, its rose gold surface gleaming under the light. The heartbeat of the wyrmling growing inside made it pulsate with power, and all that touched it could feel its warmth seep into their bones, leaving them with a fuzzy feeling of excitement.

Nyana's body returned to its regular shape mere hours after delivering the egg, such was the power of her bond to Aurel. Yet the sun elf was still feeling exhausted and drained, so after washing up and moving the egg to their shared bedroom, Aurel froze in place, paralysed by the ravenous look Nyana was giving him.

"Master…" her sensual tone could melt mountains, one could scarcely believe only hours ago she had pushed out an egg almost as big as her torso, "I'm hungry…"

Aurel slowly walked up to her, nuzzling and licking her belly and alerting their other mates of Nyana's sudden friskiness. "I'd figure after months of an almost exclusive liquid diet, you'd be fed up of it…"

Nyana bit her lip while caressing his muzzle. "As if I could ever be tired of your taste…" she cooed. "Besides…" the sun elf squeezed her breasts to tease him, they somehow seemed larger… and a trickle of milk suddenly dripped from her nipples, "I'm going to need to keep these nice and full for our baby for a little while longer, right?"

"Greedy!" Meril playfully complained, "at least share now that the worst is over… I'm forgetting how he tastes…"

"As if…" Thaelia teased, "though I do agree, milking Master together sounds like a lovely way to celebrate our new baby!"

"I concur," agreed Umbrel, "we just need to make sure Nyana gets the largest share, she does need to recuperate, and Master's cream really brings out her colour…" the dark elf turned to the quiet Celeste, "what do you think, pet?"

The woman's smile was so pure and sincere it seemed to light up her face. "It would be wonderful…" she replied, "I love it when we all huddle up together against Master…"

Aurel loudly chuckled as he knelt on some cushions so all his mates could crowd around his emerging phallus. "Here you go, my loves…" he purred, admiring them as they surrounded his cock. The dragon let out a loud sigh, caressing them with his hands while getting lost in their lustful and devoted looks, "gods… I'm the luckiest dragon to ever live…"

"You could be even luckier…" Nyana teased while pressing her ample chest against his shaft and tenderly suckling its tip, "I have a couple of aspiring apprentices who are absolutely gorgeous, and would love to be toys for a handsome and sweet dragon…" she said with a wink.

"Always hungry for more, eh, Nyana?" Meril commented, "it could get a bit crowded around this cock!" the sylvan elf pressed her bosom against Aurel's testes while lovingly glazing his knot with her tongue.

"Perhaps," commented Umbrel, who was sensually caressing Aurel's ridges with her dexterous hands while hungrily worshipping and nibbling his glans, "but that's for Master to decide… if he wants more mates, he can claim as many as he wishes…"

"That's true…" Thaelia agreed while lovingly squeezing and fondling the dragon's heavy testes while mirroring Meril on the other side of Aurel's knot, "and his taste in mates has been excellent, if I'm allowed to say so…"

"Well, it was all for that quest, right?" Celeste asked, her left hand gliding along the top of Aurel's length, "it's not like he set out to claim us specifically…"

"Way to spoil the romance, pet…" Meril teased, making Celeste pout and bury her face against the dragon's meat.

"If I hadn’t claimed you on that quest, I'd have found some other reason to find you all and do so…" Aurel purred, "I cannot picture myself with anyone else as mates…" All five of his mates cooed in unison, their eyes showering him in smitten looks.

"You sure? They are really cute! And it may be a nice change of pace from all the elf pussy!" Nyana teased in between suckles, "not that there is anything wrong with the delicious elven pussies present…"

"Gosh, Nyana… you are so rude and crass!" Thaelia complained while trying to hide her blushing face behind Aurel's cock.

"And you love it slut, I could feel that pussy of yours twitch…" Nyana countered. The princess' whine and nervous wiggle all but confirmed the sun elf's accusation.

"You know you can fuck them if you want, right?" Aurel told Nyana in between shivers and purrs, "we are ok with you having fun with other people if you fancy…"

"We are?" Umbrel asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes… we are…" Aurel chuckled in response, "and yes, I know you would never do such a thing…"

"Good! I take my devotion very seriously!" the dark elf exclaimed.

"We know…" all her mates said in unison, breaking into laughter as they realised what had happened. Umbrel rolled her eyes at first, but she broke down in giggles eventually.

Nyana playfully nipped the dragon's tip, stealing a groan and a shiver from him as his toes curled and he dragged his claws along the pillows. "Anyhow… I guess I could fuck them on my own…" she thought out loud while resting her chin on his cock, "but it's much more fun when their brains turn to mush from a rough dragon dicking…"

Aurel chuckled and playfully spanked her with his tail with a loud whip-like crack. "I'll consider it…" he purred, "but things just feel right with the five of you…"

"How many mates do dragons have, normally?" Celeste asked while reapplying her lipstick, the purple marks from her kisses adorning Aurel's throbbing cock, "I never thought to ask in all these years…"

The dragon groaned, his loins aching as they grew more and more eager to erupt. "I don't think there is a set number…" he explained between shivers, "but I think I'm on the very low end with just five… I had more than twenty mums…"

"So our Master is the dragon equivalent of a romantic with "one" true love?" Thaelia asked with an incredulous tone, "that's honestly very sweet…" she said right before hungrily suckling the side of his knot.

Aurel's purrs grew louder, the dragon sinking into his pillows with a vacant look of joy in his eyes. "Loves, I'm about to blow…" he groaned in between shivers.

All five of his mates crowded around his tip, their tongues looking like beautiful pink petals growing from his flesh. Aurel whined and tensed, the mighty dragon melting into putty from their ten hands stroking his length and caressing his ridges. He orgasmed with a loud, yet surprisingly tender, roar, thick lashes of his seed erupting from the tip of his throbbing cock.

Despite coming out with enough force as to be a geyser, his mates lapped his cream with such voracious hunger that not a single drop had the chance to rise much further than their lips. All five women pressed together into an intertwined and lascivious mass of flesh, sharing his seed in between kisses, lips and gropes. Aurel admired them with a smitten look, his chest burning from the sensation of their hands and tongues on his flesh combined with the all-consuming love and desire he had for them.

His purrs grew louder as he relaxed, their ravenous partaking of his seed continuing well after it had stopped flowing from his loins. Still panting and trembling from their collective meal, the five women turned their gazes to their Master, leaning against his belly with a hungry look in their eyes.

Aurel basked in their looks, his flesh burning under his scales. When he had first committed to their quest, Aurel had thought that claiming some beautiful elves as mates was a grand extra to solving the mystery. Yet, it turned out they were meant to be the most important thing in his life, to be treasured and loved forever.

A grin curved on his lips. It was time to show them what they meant to him again… and again… and again…