The dragon's harem

“To think you’ve grown even bigger.” Isdis said as she slowly pulled her robe over her head, throwing it aside. “What am I going to do with you?”

“Can’t be helped, can it?” Arad replied with a smile, “My body shifts and morphs to be able to contain my power.” His clothes seemed to shift and twist, as his scales flipped around, his clothes disappeared as quickly as drapes folding up.

“You were wearing your scales? I couldn’t even tell…” She approached him and ran her fingers across his chest, “And what about this down, is it fake as well?” The pants were real, and Isdis seemed disappointed when her fingers were stopped by his belt.

With the belt blocking her way, she tried to take it off but failed. The tightened leather and steel were held tightly, far from anything that her fingers could move. “What’s this thing?” She looked at the belt, Arad wasn’t wearing it yesterday. “It has strange magic.”

“Merida made that for me. My old belt ripped up this noon so I changed it up.” Arad was wearing a dragon leather belt reinforced with his old scales and Merida’s leathery fungus making it extremely durable and tight. Thanks to Arad’s fighting style, normal clothes can’t survive on him.

“Should I take it off?” Arad said as he patted her head.

“No.” Isdis immediately replied with a pout as she glared at the belt, squeezing her eyes and hands as sparks of cold magic rushed from her fingers. As the metal and leather cooled down, a bit, they loosened up and she managed to finally unbuckle that stupid belt. “Got it!” She cried with a happy smile.

“How did cooling it work?” Arad asked and she pointed at the leather-like part, “Merida’s fungus shrinks when it gets cold.” She tried to pull his pants off, but she immediately failed as he was sitting. Arad stood to the side of the bed, “I’ll take them on my own.” He was just too heavy for her to handle on her own.

Isdis sat on the bed with a sad face and sighed, “For a princess, I’m quite useless. I’ve spent years training and was quite proud of my strength, do you know that?”

“You were leading a battalion of knights.” Arad replied with a smile, “For humans, you’re powerful. But I’m a dragon.” He sat beside her, “Don’t compare yourself to me. You are strong.” He ran his hand across her shoulder, slowly pulling her closer to him. His fingers could sense how cold her skin was, they reminded him of Aella’s fingers getting cold in winter.

“Cold…are you feeling okay.” He asked, gently caressing her smooth neck.

Isdis leaned on him, pushing her large breasts onto his side. “Since it’s hot, don’t I feel nice being this cold?” She tried to wrap her arm around his back but failed due to how wide he was. “Don’t worry, Hati said that I’m stable at this temperature thanks to my blood.”

She looked at him, “But…what about you?” She knocked on his chest and it sounded like she was knocking on hardwood. “Are you sure this is fine? You were softer yesterday.”

“About that…” Arad smiled and his eyes flashed pink for a fraction of a second. “My scales are harder than steel, that’s why I feel hard to the touch. But I can use one of Doma’s curses to weaken it up.”

Isdis immediately noticed his skin finally felt as soft as flesh and her finger could push a bit into his muscles, but that didn’t change they felt as hard as her tightened muscles. She looked at him for a few seconds, her gaze growing sharper as she contemplated her thoughts.

Isdis quickly opened her mouth and gave his abs a long lick. They didn’t taste like anything, and she looked a bit disappointed.

“I’m not edible.” Arad giggled as he patted her back. “Everything can be eaten, even if you said no…” She looked at him with a grin and quickly bent down and sat between his legs, pushing his long flesh all the way down her throat.

After a few strokes, she stopped to breathe, “I’m lucky this one didn’t get bigger.” She looked at him with a smile as her hand still worked.

“There are no muscles there, right?” Arad replied as he laid his palm over her head and she pushed the flesh back into her throat for a while. As she let go, she added, “It’s already too big.” She stopped and stood up, turning around, “I do want to sing and dance a bit like we used to at home, but we can’t do that here, can we?” She looked at him with a smile.

“What do you suggest?” Arad pulled her to sit on his lap, and his flesh pressed against her back. She lifted her hips and sat a bit back, holding his flesh between her cold hands.

“I’m a princess, how about you pamper me a bit?” She tilted her head back, “My hair is a bit messy and Rey and Ray aren’t here to fix it.”

Arad waved his hand, and a comb appeared in his palm. It was like he had everything inside his stomach, which was close to reality. When he used to take his wives shopping in Alina, they would buy anything they thought was interesting and just shove it in his stomach.

“You know I’m not quite good at it. This might hurt.” Arad started combing her hair as gently as he could, and she giggled, “Love, that won’t be a problem. I’d appreciate it better if you pulled my hair.” She slowly lifted her hips and lined his flesh, dropping down with her whole weight and forcing the large and thick thing all the way to her deepest part.

She gasped, hunching forward as she held her stomach, as usual, the first thrust was always painful. No matter how many times she did it, she never got used to it. Even though Isdis thought she was quite wet, her body being frozen cold only sharpened the pain more. “Ahhh… That stung…”

“Are you okay?” Arad bent down and looked at her face with a worried stare.

“Yeah…” She mumbled…finally feeling a bit of heat rising inside her belly, her groin itched as if stung, and her legs shivered. Her large hips trembled as she shook them a bit, her toes curling back and a deep gasp escaped her throat. She looked at Arad, “Please, keep going…” No matter how many times she felt this, it always made her thirstier, if she could stay like this forever, she would do it.

As Arad kept combing her hair, she started slowly rocking her hips, grinding on Arad’s flesh. With each slight jerk, she barely managed to muffle her moans into grunts. Such moves would’ve been a major pain for Arad combing her hair, but to him, she was as good as still, his dexterous and fast hands kept up quickly, combing her hair in the exact way he saw Ray and Rey do it.

Unlike Mira and Merida who found combing their hair like a chore that they only did to keep it nice and smooth, Isdis was like Aella and Eris who enjoyed doing their hair. To her, it felt relaxing and soothing to have her hair combed. Arad’s rapid and skillful hands could mimic both Ray and Ray’s hands at the same time, and doing it while pleasuring herself on his flesh, this almost reached the peak of relaxing pleasure that she could ask for.

As Isdis gasped, she could feel it slowly burning down her spine, this pleasureful feeling was her downfall, this is why she got carried away last night and ended up wasted. It was addicting, and she couldn’t help but slow down a bit each time she got closer to climaxing, only to elongate it further.

“I finished.” Arad’s voice woke her up from her trance, and she blinked twice before looking back at him. He had made her hair into two braids, useful things for later on.

“My love, you rascal…” She slowly turned around without taking his flesh from her. Her right leg swung above Arad’s head as she finally sat facing him. “Two braids…” She giggled.

“Like usual.” Arad patted her head.

Isdis looked to the side, “We probably won’t stop or halt after this,” She poured herself a large mug of water from the bedside table and gulped it down. She had learned this lesson the hard way even though Aella had once warned her. They are going to spill a lot of water and that must be replaced.

“Do you know about the braids?” Arad caressed her back as she slowly started rocking her hips, grinding on his flesh.

“Rey and Ray told me that you asked them to make my hair into braids or twin tails before bed.” She leaned forward and started licking his chest. This was her part of the night, and she’ll take full advantage until his turn comes.

“They are good for pulling. Even a ponytail would do.” Arad hugged her closer to him.

“They…looked…like dragon horns…for pulling.” Isdis started gasping with each jerk, and she looked at him with thirsting eyes. Sadly, bending down to reach her chest was a bit uncomfortable for him thanks to his height, but reaching her lips was far easier so she got a

deep kiss.

Seconds later, she cried with her lips locked to his, squirting rivers as his massive arms held her in a tight grip on his chest.