The Dragon Queen

He began to growl with pleasure, his tongue playing and petting hers. He closed his eyes as he enjoyed the kiss, feeling her squirm at his touch. It was rare for him to mate with other races, the last time being a few years before he went to sleep. No matter what, he was always enjoying it.

His nail flickered faster over her little sweet spot before rubbing back and forth over it. His other hand moved to her right breast, nail extending as he pinched her nipple tightly for a moment between his nails.
 
“Mm..” her lustful sounds were muffled by his lips as their tongues danced over one another in a slippery embrace. His growling could be felt vibrating through her lips and the sound made her heart flutter. It was almost a dangerous sound, threatening that he might simply whip her out of the bath and take her, and yet it made her so wet to hear it.

With all the things his hand was doing between her legs, she couldn’t resist it any longer. The sting and pleasure of her pinched nipple made her cry out, her body rolling as she tried to ride out such a pleasurably strong orgasm. Her hands gripped the tub tightly and she slowly worked back into a relaxed state, a small whimper coming from her due to the aftershocks.
 
He pulled away slowly as he felt her orgasm for him, her quaking causing a few little waves in the water. He kissed her gently on the forehead before sitting up in the chair as he pulled his hands from her.

"I think your little handmaiden needs a little attention herself....it's has been a week since she last bathed."

He had let his words trail off teasingly when he spoke of giving glinda attention. He was quite sure giving the handmaiden the same sexual attention would probably frighten her to no end, but he didn't think about doing it sometime later. As it was, she was in a sense now his handmaiden as well.

He looked back at the drunk younger woman splayed out on the bed, her skirt riding halfway up her legs. He laughed for a moment before looking back at his queen.
 
She panted softly for a moment before nodding, a smile curling her lips in amusement. “And so the Queen tends to the handmaiden.” Cassandra let out a chuckle, slowly standing up in the tub, the water dripping down her curvy body. Leaning over, she grabbed a towel and wrapped her hair up in it, not bothering with a towel for her body at the moment.

Taking his arm, she used him to steady herself as she stepped out of the tub and walked over to the bed. Glinda was indeed splayed our, dozing slightly as she rested. The Queen leaned slightly over, her nimble fingers steadily undoing the woman’s dress.

Glinda looked up in confusion, but relaxed when she saw Cassandra, “what are you doing? I don’t need to be naked to sleep you know, m’lady.”

Cassandra laughed, “you haven’t bathed for a week, and I do believe a washing is in order. I need you to allow me to take your dress off.”

The handmaid blinked and moved to her feet, letting the queen pull the dress down her body and to the floor. The two side buns were undone, the strings and ribbons set down on the table next to the bed. When at last she was ready, her straw-colored hair hung past her shoulders. She was led to the bath and helped into it, the maid just a bit unsteady on her feet.
 
He laughed as well at her comment. Standing up, he helped study her as she got out of the tub. He kept one hand at the small of her back all the way to the bed before letting go.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, watching as the queen undressed her handmaiden quickly and deftly. The woman knew how to get things done quickly. He chuckled at Glinda's confusion, just letting his queen handle things.

Once they were heading over to the tub, he shifted on the bed and stretched out himself. He grinned for a moment, deciding to see how drunk Glinda was.

"When shall we have the wedding my queen?"
 
Glinda looked around, apparently having forgotten that he was in the room. She blushed and sank into the tub, crossing her arms over her breasts as she realized his eyes had seen everything. She didn’t remember that he had already seen her in most positions imaginable. Her gaze went went to her queen and she shook her head insistently.

“No! Don’t do it, m’lady, it’s bad for your heart to jump into a marriage with a stranger just because yours didn’t work out.” Glinda sat there for a moment and then her eyes widened, tearing up a bit, “I’m so sorry, m’lady! I shouldn’t have spoken out of turn... it isn’t my place.” She looked worried that she might have hurt her feelings, but Cassandra simply shook her head.

“That’s quite alright, I know you simply want to help.” She wet the woman’s hair and started to larger shampoo into it.
 
He almost chided her for trying to act so modest in front of him, but he knew it would have been futile. Her answer did make him smile, as it was a sound one. However, he knew it didn't always work out the way she was thinking.

"Don't worry Glinda. The queen and I have discussed this matter while you were asleep. We aren't rushing into this blindly."

He gave a little yawn for a moment, laying his head back on a propped up pillow. He continued to watch Cassandra help her handmaiden until his eyes began to close.
 
Glinda remained silent, though unlike the queen, she had one of those faces that made her easy to read. She didn’t believe him and worried that he was pulling the wool over her queen’s eyes. She didn’t remember him saving them, nor did she remember him in his true dragon form. He could have been a changing for all she knew. Her concerned look stayed on her face for the first part of the bath until she gave way to the warmth and comfort the water offered.

Once clean, the queen helped her exit and dry off. The maid dawned her dress once more, but left it loose and open, simply approaching the bed and then hesitating as she realized they would all be sleeping together.

The queen patted her shoulder softly before climbing into the meddle of the bed between them. The hand maid sighed and crawled into the bed as well, both of them slowly drifting off to sleep.
 
As he slept, he ended up turning over in his sleep. His arm ended up over Cassandra before pulling her against him. Like the natural clock his body had, he soon woke up at the break of dawn.

He sat up carefully on the bed so he wouldn't wake the two women up. Not bothering to get dressed, he walked over to the window looking outside. There wasn't any activity going on, nor any signs of life yet. As he stood looking out, he went over what step to take next.

He wasn't sure about Cassandra, but he wanted the wedding to take place as soon as they could. They would make it so King Kaleb could make it, but just barely. He knew many ways to make the king go away, which left his current Queen.

Reducing her to a brood mare would suit him just fine. However, he would wait on that decision too.
 
Glinda woke up first, sitting up and using the restroom before yawning and walking back out. Her hair was now dry but a bit messy from sleeping on it, while her dress was very disheveled. She noticed him standing nose at the window and quickly grabbed a towel, approaching him and wrapping it around him.

“Now you can’t go standing in the window naked! It’s just not right. What if someone were to see you?” She secured the towel snugly, trying to preserve his dignity. It almost seemed like she was treating him similarly to how she would treat Cassandra, old habits dying hard.
 
He blinked for a moment as Glinda came up to him and suddenly wrapped a towel around him. He frowned for a moment, shaking his head.

"Why do you insist on covering your natural beauty like this? Hmm?"

He was curious as to how she would answer him. He also decided to tease her a bit by reaching out and wrapping an arm around her. He pulled against him, his hand firmly on her ass as his nails dug into softly. His lips are only inches from hers as he speaks.

"It's a waste to hide your natural beauty."
 
She blushed deeply, her hands on his chest as though she had to at least create some sort of barrier between them. “B-b-because it’s indecent for a lady, or a man for that matter, to display their body for everyone to see!” She squeaked, shrinking a bit in his arms. The fact that his hand was on her ass wasn’t wasted on her, the maid glancing at Cassandra as if she would come over and either lighten the mood or distract him from her.

Cassandra did not wake up, though, and Glinda was forced to look somewhere else, anywhere else than his face. His lips were too close and she could feel his hot breath against her. Her heart was beating fast like a little mouse, her demeanor somewhat similar.
 
He wasn't satisfied with that answer, as it really didn't make sense to him. Having her close like this, gave him the idea to tease her more without scaring her too much. Though he could feel her trembling against him, a sure sign of being frighten.

"Indecent? Just what does indecent mean?"

His hand on her ass gave a deep squeeze for a moment before kneading the soft flesh slowly. He reached up with his other hand, nails scraping lightly over the side of her dress.
 
The squeeze on her ass made her let out a soft gasp, the embarrassment of such a noise making even her ears feel hot.

She struggled with what to say, never having actually been asked to explain what it meant, and definitely not having to do so while being held like this. “It’s not proper! I mean... indecent means that it’s not accepted in polite society. If you bare your body all naked like that, then people will start getting ideas about you. They’ll think you’re easy to lay with, or that you want to lure away their husbands! They won’t treat you good and they would think you’re of a disreputable sort.” She finished up, searching his eyes to see if that was a sufficient answer.
 
He chuckled softly once she was finished explaining what she meant. To him, it was nonsense, but he was not going to argue with her. He could deal with such things later. He didn't let her go yet, enjoying the smell of her just a moment longer.

"Wake up the sleeping beauty so we can get going."

He finally let her go, but not before giving her a little smack on the ass to emphasis his point. He decided he would break her in later, and she was probably going to be very willing once he broke her meekness.
 
She stood there, waiting for him to let go of her, her heart still a-flutter. When he spoke, she nodded, yelping when he smacked her little ass. “Ooh! A right rascal you are...” she muttered softly as she made her way over to the bed. The queen was softly roused, the maid gently shaking her.

Cassandra smiled and stretched, her own naked body on display as she pulled the sheet back and took her hair out of the towel. It flowed down her back, not a knot to be found and still looking as though she had just brushed it. She stood, looking over at Tritoch and smiling, “I see you’re already up and ready to start the day.”

The woman walked past him and into the restroom, her hips swaying as Glinda sought to close the blinds.
 
He smiled for a moment as Cassandra said good morning.

"Yes I am."

He watched her move into the restroom for a moment, but not yet moving. When Glinda came to close the blinds, he finally did move. However, he gave her another smack on her little ass, pulling off the towel as well.

He move to the pile of clothes that were his outfit, touching them for a moment. The clothes wiggled before crawling up his body to re-clothe him. He took a deep breathe for moment, still not liking that he had to wear them.
 
"Ooh!" she yelped again, the feeling of his slap lingering on her ass as she jumped and turned to give him a pouty look before turning back to secure the drapes. Now that they were closed, she was a bit less inclined to tell him off for his nudity. That didn't mean that she wasn't still confused and flustered by it. She wasn't embarrassed by the female form, but it wasn't as though he was truly a woman.

As he bid the clothes drape themselves on him, Glinda was watching with a slightly horrified expression. She had seen magic done before, but it was usually accompanied with some sort of spell that one would utter, not simply just a wave of the wrist. Her face turned away from him as she busied herself with getting Cassandra's clothes ready.

When the queen exited, she strode over to the clothes, the maid dressing her, seemingly glad to have a task to do. It seemed to make her feel somewhat normal again. While she was being dressed, Cassandra looked over at the dragon and asked, "shall we get breakfast first or simply ride for the palace?"
 
He was silent as he watched his queen get dressed for the day. He really wasn't hungry currently, so getting underway was the best way. However, he smiled for a moment.

"Let's go ahead and get out of here. And I think horses are going to be a bit slow for the Queen's grand return. I think flying would suit us better, as well as much faster."
 
The queen looked at him intrigued, Glinda finishing up with the last strap. She walked over to him and her eyes flicked down and back up, her head going to the side a bit. "You want me to ride you to the castle? I must say that the idea of arriving with you in such a way is very appealing to me. I like the idea of the stories they will tell about how I made my grand return on the back of my king."

Glinda looked confused. She remembered when his humanoid body had wings and a tail, but had no idea how he was supposed to carry them both all the way there. Besides, the idea of flying high in the air made her feel a bit sick, the woman not particularly liking heights.

"Um, excuse me. How do you intend to do that? I don't think you're quite big enough to fit both of us. Begging your pardon..." The maid looked back and forth between the two of them while straightening up her dress.

Cassandra looked at her for a moment and then smirked, her grey eyes going back to him. "I think it will be fine."
 
He smiled at Cassandra's description of how she wanted the story told by future generations. It suited both of them the best.

"Yes, that's exactly what I was thinking. A fitting arrival."

He laughed for a moment and reached up, patting the top of Glinda's head for a moment gently.

"Everything will be fine. Don't worry your pretty little head."

After a moment, he turned from them. His tail reformed for a moment, slapping both of their asses before it shrank as he walked out the door and outside to wait on them.
 
Both of them jumped from the slap, Glinda grumbling a bit under her breath about how bold he was being. Cassandra chuckled softly and followed him. He would soon be married to her, the king of both kingdoms. At which time, she expected that he would be able to make a lot of his own rules. He didn't seem like an unreasonable sort, but she didn't expect him to be faithful to her. Why should he? It was just sex and power they shared. Although, she didn't mind if he was with Glinda as well, but would be upset if he hurt her or was violent about it, though that didn't seem likely.

Glinda gathered up her strings and pins and started putting her hair back into buns as she followed them. If there was one thing she was good at, it was doing things on the go. Often the princess had been made to go to several places in the palace with little time for breaks, so Glinda was usually kept busy doing something as they walked the halls.

By the time they were out the tavern door, she had one bun done, and the other half-complete. She finished up quickly and then continued on with them. They walked for a bit until they reached an open field, Cassandra standing and watching him expectantly.
 
As they walked along, he admired the early morning sounds as the wildlife came awake. The bird calls, the rustling of leaves as wildlife moved along, and it seemed as if they were they only ones around.

As they waited on him, he took a few deep breathes. He pulled off his clothes, tossing them aside. It wasn't long before he began to shift, his white skin turning red as he grew larger and larger. Once he reached full size, he opened his mouth and roared.

As the echo died down, he looked over at the ladies.

Ready when you are.
 
Again, Glinda fainted. She fell with a soft thud to the grass, her little heart unable to take such a sight. Cassandra looked down at her with concern, looking up at him and asking. "Since she's dead weight right now, I don't think I would be able to lift her onto your back if I tried, can you help?"

The queen went toward his tail, climbing up it until she ended up on his back, her legs on either side of him as she sat in-between his red spines. Her soft hands held the spine in front of her and she looked over at Glinda in the grass. She wondered if he would lift her up with his claw onto his back, or merely hold her in his claw while flying.

Cassandra was excited to take off into the sky, her heart beating quickly as her silver hair swayed in the breeze.
 
He gave a shake of his head for a moment as Glinda fainted. She was truly a meek one, one that should be pitied. He lifted his head and looked back as Cassandra used his tail as her way to climb onto his back.

I could have lifted you up on my claw. You really didn't have to take the long way.

He looked back at Glinda, deciding the best way to transport her. He finally walked over to her, wrapping his front left claws around her careful. Lifting her off the ground, he soon leapt into the air with a mighty leap. A few strong flaps of his wings and they were airborne, even with the clouds.

Tell, has the castle changed any? So I know what to look for.
 
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