Akasha grinned evilly. She spread her legs wide and patted her thighs.    

“Slide your knees under my thighs. Yes. Right there. Now take your right hand and guide the head of your cock through my folds. Run it against my clitoris. Oh, yes. Right there. Now, guide it into the opening. Not in yet. Just past. Around. Yes. Oh. That is nice. Now, slide the head into the opening. Wait. Don’t push in yet. Wait right there.”    

Akasha sat up on her elbow and looked down at her body. She chuckled and turned to Sydney.    

“See how he is positioned? That is perfect. He will be able to thrust long and deep, running the entire length of that massive cock in and out of my pretty little hole. You can have vaginal or anal sex from this position. Either works great.”    

Sydney’s eyes widened. “Anal sex?”    

Akasha rolled her eyes. “I’ll show you later.” She turned back to me. “Ed, now roll your hips forward. Slowly. Slowly. Fuck that is big.”    

I pushed the head of my cock into her body. Even dripping wet, she was still so tight that it took some effort to get into her. I felt her muscles still vibrating from her previous climax. I could feel the clenches and releases of her muscles. I slid in as she relaxed and drew back a hair as she tensed. Then, as she relaxed, I slid further into her. Akasha’s eyes widened as I slowly eased deeper. She dropped onto her back and clasped her large breasts in her hands, squeezing them hard, digging her fingers in as I eased my cock into her.     

“Keep going. Keep going. Deeper. Don’t stop. All the way in. Fuuuck. Yes.”     

I pushed my groin against her. My cock was fully seated deep within Akasha. I kept expecting to meet some resistance. Her cervix, I thought. Yet all I felt was the sweet tightness of her deep pussy. I leaned over her, placing my hands on the bed beside her waist. 

Akasha laughed at the puzzlement on my face while I marveled at the sensation. "I told you. Dragons are built differently," she said in a low voice, a trace of mischief in her eyes. The tight, enveloping sensation of her was unlike being with Sydney. It wasn't just that she could accommodate my size; her inner texture was like living embers, warm and dynamic, adjusting to every movement with a subtle vibrancy. The warmth that pulsated around me was akin to warming basalt, radiating a controlled heat that seemed to sync with my very essence. Our bodies felt attuned on a magical frequency. "My tight little hole was designed to take cocks as big as yours. I haven’t felt this filled up in more than a thousand years. I forgot how good it felt. Even if this doesn’t work, I could get used to this." 

Akasha met my gaze. “How does it feel? Do you like putting that monstrous dick into my delicious little hole?”    

I nodded, surprised at the sudden question. “It feels incredible,” I breathed, my voice thick with emotion. “Being with you like this—I never imagined...”    

Akasha chuckled, suddenly looking like a much younger woman. She batted her eyes. “Care to see if you can make me cum with that wonderful, big dick?”    

I nodded again.     

“Good. Before we go any further, we need the ritual chant of life. I will chant it first. Then repeat it with me.” 

I nodded. Akasha looked at Sydney. “You will join in the chant as well. Three voices, one child.” 

Sydney blushed and nodded. Akasha started softly. Her voice resounded in the room. The words were nonsense to me, but I felt them resonating through my entire body. Every fiber of my being reverberated to her soft chant. Her voice started to grow in volume, and I found myself matching her, saying the words with her. Harmonizing. I blinked in surprise. I knew this chant. Not in my mind, but in my body. Sydney joined us moments later, raising her voice to harmonize with ours. The resonance of our three voices seemed to fill the room. 

“Don’t stop chanting,” Akasha said in a soft voice. “Now. Draw back slowly and slide back in. I want to feel your cock almost slide out of me, then the entire length slide back in. Long, deep, slow strokes.”    

I did as she asked. She picked up the chant again as I rolled my hips back, sliding out an inch at a time. Akasha moaned happily as the tip of my dick backed to the very edge of her. Then I slid back into her. Akasha closed her eyes as I did. I watched her face, the slight gasp, the wrinkling around her eyes hinting at the slight displeasure. The involuntary licking of her lips. She gasped as my groin pressed against hers. She nodded as I started to pull back. She moved her hips in time to mine. As I began to hit the edge, I pushed back into her. She matched my movement, gently thumping our groins together.     

Akasha’s eyes flashed open and locked with mine. “Faster.”    

I nodded as I moved a little faster. Sliding out and into Akasha, the rhythm steadily accelerating. She moaned as we picked up the pace, a symphony of raw emotion and physicality. Our bodies moved together like a finely tuned engine, each movement relentless and harmonious. Perhaps it was the universe adding to the crescendo; a distant rumble of thunder underscored our mounting tempo, an echo of nature herself embracing our frenzy. I studied her face, responding to each change, anticipating her desires. Moving where she wanted and when. In moments, we had built a frenetic pace, our bodies slamming together. Her breath came in gasps as her body shuddered with her pleasure. I could feel that incredible pressure building in me. I knew I could not last much longer and wondered if I could make her climax. I clenched every muscle I could think of, trying to figure out how to push her past that limit without breaking my own. 

I pulled my hands up and grasped her large breasts tightly in my hands. I continued to drive in and out of her as she rocked her hips against mine. I thumbed her nipples, pinching them. Akasha’s eyes rolled wildly. I felt the chant reaching a peak, a crescendo, the room reverberating with the power of it. 

Akasha gasped, losing the chant as she cried out, “Fuck! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Fuuck!”  

Akasha’s body shivered with the intensity of her climax. Her body clenched hard on mine. My voice broke as my orgasm rolled over me. My eyes rolled back into my head, and I thrust wildly into her. I could not stop pumping into her. I felt that incredible, massive release. I gasped as my cock throbbed, and my seed exploded into her.  

Sydney kept the chant going, softly, watching with wide eyes. 

“YES!” Akasha yelled as she grabbed me and pulled me hard into her, holding me tight against her. She wrapped her legs around me, trapping me inside . Her insides clenched hard on the entire length of my cock, squeezing, draining it into her. I gasped, my body shuddering and shaking with the power of it.     

Akasha began to relax her grip. I tried to pull back from her, but she instantly clenched her grip, pulling me back into her depths.    

“No. Not yet. Don’t pull out. Wait. Just wait.”    

I nodded. Not sure what we were waiting for. I could feel the pressure inside Akasha increasing. Her vagina was clenched so hard on me that her fluids were filling her insides like a balloon. The pressure made my eyes tear. I felt something pressing against the tip of my dick. Something hard.     

“That. That hurts.” I spoke. Akasha smiled at me and nodded.    

“Wait for it.”     

“What am I waiting for? That hurts. What is happening?”    

“The seed is attaching to your dick. It is a delicate process where our magical energies intertwine. Imagine it like fibers of light enveloping you, binding to your core essence. In this mystical union, the seed carries not just life but the legacy of our dragon ancestry, melding our powers to create a new generation imbued with our strengths. This tradition has been carried down through the ages, knitted into the very structure of our being. It needs to be attached so you can push it into Sydney. Wait.” 

Pain surged through me, sharp and relentless, but as I felt it, a thought surfaced, reframing that pain into something more than just physical discomfort. Pain is the price of legacy. This piercing ache was not merely a trial to endure; it was a transformative choice, a testament to the power and continuity of our lineage. Understanding this, the sensation was not just something to withstand but a conduit to something greater, underscoring the significance of the ritual at hand. 

“I know it hurts, dear. It is part of the process. It will be over soon. Just wait another moment.”    

She held me tightly as the pain in my dick grew and grew. Tears trickled down my face as I held still, waiting for it to be over. I gasped, trying to breathe slowly. I realized the pain was no longer getting worse, but it did not feel good. Akasha let go of me. And gently pushed me back. I sat back on my heels.    

“Now. Pull out slowly. Very slowly. You do not want to dislodge it.”    

“Okay.”    

I gently pulled back from her. An inch at a time. My throbbing cock slid from her. Still large and firm. Slowly, the head of my cock slid from her. The tip was engorged with a small black object rammed into the hole. The tip of my cock was swollen with it. I started to reach for it, but Akasha slapped my hand away. I looked up at her. Akasha’s eyes were fixed on the head of my cock. Then she looked up at me and gasped. She quickly scrambled away from me and grabbed Sydney.    

“Quickly, you must get that into Sydney. Now.”    

Sydney slid across the bed, her legs spread before me. She looked at my cock, her eyes flooded with fear. Akasha was tight against her side, reaching down to her groin and spreading her lips. My cock felt so swollen and ready to burst.     

Cautiously, I took the shaft of my cock and eased the tip into Sydney’s glistening folds. Sydney’s breath froze as I started to push it into her. She nodded rapidly, holding her breath.  

“Please. Put it in. Put it in.”    

I slowly slid my cock into her. Sydney's pussy was even tighter than Akasha's had been. Or perhaps it was because my cock was bigger with the egg rammed into the head of it. A look of discomfort passed over Sydney’s face during that moment of intimacy.  

Sydney whispered, “I chose this.”  

I wondered if she was saying that to remind herself of the power, love, and promise of what this union could bring. I pressed into Sydney, sliding further into her. Then I hit her cervix. I gasped in pain as the seed was pushed deeper into my cock. 

“Fuck!” I barked.     

“Find the hole, Ed. Find the hole. I know you did it earlier. Find it again.” Akasha whispered.    

Sydney was moaning in pain and pleasure. Sweat poured over her brow. Her breath was rapid and gasping as I pulled back and pushed into her again. I altered my position, slightly changing the angle. The tip of my dick pressed hard against her cervix again. I looked down. More than a few inches of my cock were still exposed. Sydney moaned again.     

I pulled back and shifted position again. Sydney moaned beneath me. I gently pressed forward. The tip of my cock slid along her cervix. I groaned in pain but kept adjusting my position until I felt some mild relief. I tried to push into that opening, but it was too tight. The tip of my cock would not slide through in its engorged state.     

“It’s too small,” I cursed. Akasha slapped me across the face.    

“Push harder!”    

I leaned all my weight into Sydney. I grabbed her hips and pulled her against me. Sydney moaned as it started to slip further into her. Then, I felt the tip of my cock pop through that opening and deep into her body. I did not feel the seed pop free. My cock slid the last few inches into Sydney. Her groin slammed against me. Her eyes flew open, and she cried softly.     

“I feel you inside me,” Sydney cried softly, tears trailing down her cheeks, “But I don’t feel the seed. Give me the seed, Ed. Please. I need it.”    

I leaned over Sydney and kissed her softly on the lips, trying to soothe her, to show her I understood. She pushed me off her, but not with anger—with desperate need. Her eyes blazed with intensity, pleading.    

“I fucking need it. Goddamnit. Give it to me!”    

Sydney rocked her hips, forcing me to slide back until the head of my cock was stopped by the tight hole in her cervix. I had slid back a few inches. Enough that I could slide in and out of her. I started moving back and forth inside her. Small strokes through that tight hole. Sydney rocked her hips against mine, her body shuddering with desire. I felt the pressure inside me increasing rapidly.    

“Oh fuck.” I said as my eyes rolled back into my head. I thrust as hard and fast as I could in that small space inside her. Sydney tried to match my thrusts but could barely keep up. Her breath came in sharp gasps with each impact of our groins together. I felt the pressure rising and rising. Sydney’s body thrashed as her climax rode over her. Her legs kicked, and her body clenched hard on my cock. As I thrust into that tight space, getting tighter, I felt my own climax explode into her.    

The sudden release was more than I could bear. I slumped forward, collapsing on top of her. The incredible relief I felt was overwhelming. I felt my seed erupting into that deep cavity inside her. Akasha clapped her hands with joy. She grabbed my face and kissed me hard, forcing her tongue into my mouth. Then she pulled back and pushed me over so she could kiss Sydney.     

Akasha sat back on her heels, watching and waiting for Sydney and me to regain our composure, her expression soft with affection. We lay in a tangle of limbs. Our groins were pushed firmly together. Sydney was still gasping, trying to catch her breath. As my arms stopped shaking, I raised myself off her, brushing damp hair from her forehead. Sydney looked up at me, and her skin was glowing. Her eyes radiated such incredible happiness—love, pure and unguarded—that all the pain had been worth it to see that look on her face. My throat tightened with emotion.    

“I can feel it growing inside me.” She said quietly. Sydney placed her hand low on her abdomen over her uterus. “I can still feel you in there, too. You can pull out now. Though it does feel like heaven to have you there.”    

I smiled and kissed her again. Then, I gently pulled back. Now that the head of my cock was no longer swollen with the seed inside, it easily slipped back through the opening in her uterus. I gently pulled back, dropping my softening cock from her silken folds. Sydney sat up on her elbows to watch me pull out of her. Sydney’s eyes were wide as she saw the length of me finally slide free.    

“So much cock,” she shook her head, “No wonder you had to break me to get it in.”    

Akasha laughed throatily. She rested on the bed, exhausted and pleased with herself. “Biggest cock I’ve ever seen. I wasn’t sure it would fit in me. God, it felt good.”    

Sydney lay back next to Akasha, laying her head on Akasha’s shoulder. “I know. I kind of want him to fuck me again. Would that be bad for the baby?”    

Akasha turned and met Sydney’s gaze. She shook her head sadly. “No. You cannot take that monster into your pussy again. Not until after you have given birth.”    

“How long will that be?”    

Akasha shrugged. “Dragon gestation is longer than human. Twelve months, at least. Possibly longer. My last son took eighteen months. If it comes sooner, it will not be a dragon.”    

Sydney blinked, her eyes opened wide. “Eighteen months?”    

Akasha shrugged. “That was a long one. Most don’t take that long.”    

Sydney looked crestfallen. “I don’t want to wait twelve months to have sex again. That is way too long.”    

Akasha laughed. She leaned into Sydney and kissed her on the forehead. “Oh, my sweet summer child. There are other things you can do. Oral sex feels wonderful, and Ed is quite good at that. You can also take him anally.”    

Sydney bit her lip. “Anal? You said you’d show me that later?”    

Akasha laughed again. A deep throaty laugh full of sex. “Later is not now. Tomorrow perhaps. I am tired.”    

Akasha looked at me, sitting in the middle of the bed, watching them.     

“Get the covers, you lout. Come lie with us. We will clean up tomorrow. Tonight, we cuddle.”    

Sydney laughed, wrapping her arms around Akasha with surprising tenderness. Akasha laughed as I got off the bed and pulled the covers up. I walked around the bed, pulling them over Akasha and Sydney, watching the way they held each other—not just with desire, but with genuine affection. Sydney slipped her leg between Akasha’s and pulled her body against the other woman. Akasha cooed delicately in pleasure as she hugged Sydney to her, protective and warm. I lifted the covers and slid into the bed behind Sydney. They were kissing softly while I pressed my body against Sydney’s back, feeling complete.    

I pulled a pillow under my head and slid an arm around Sydney, gently clasping one of her breasts. Sydney moaned happily and pressed her ass back against my groin. She rolled over towards me, Akasha’s head against her chest while she did. Her eyes met mine, and she smiled one of those amazing smiles that rolled from my head to the tips of my toes.    

“I love you.” She uttered softly, and the words settled into my chest like a warm glow. I leaned into her and placed my lips on hers, trying to pour everything I felt into that kiss. She opened her mouth and let my tongue slip into her. She moaned happily as I pulled my body against hers, and I felt her heartbeat against mine. As our lips parted, I noticed Akasha had raised herself. Her face was right in front of mine. Her eyes sparkled with delight—and something deeper, more vulnerable.    

“You did well. I don’t think I can call you a roommate anymore. Will you be my Dragon Lord?”    

I looked at her, puzzled. Something about the question seemed more profound and more meaningful than just a title. I rolled the words over in my head. It had a good ring to it. I nodded.    

“Yes. Akasha. I will be your Dragon Lord. Tomorrow, you will have to explain what that means.”    

Akasha smiled, and it was brilliant. Full of joy—and relief, as if she’d been waiting lifetimes for this moment. She leaned into me and kissed me hard, pushing her tongue into my mouth with desperate gratitude. Then she drew back and allowed me push my tongue into hers. I felt myself starting to become aroused again. Sydney moaned happily as my cock pressed into her backside. I enjoyed the feel of Akasha’s mouth on mine. The taste of her as I explored her with my tongue. She melted against me, surrendered to me—not in submission, but in trust.     

When we parted, her eyes were glazed over. She looked luminescent, and her body glowed with pleasure and joy. She slumped back onto the bed beside Sydney.    

“Thank you,” Akasha whispered. “I have waited so long for a dragon worth that title to come to me. To cum in me. To take my seed and plant it in a worthy mother. Thank you.”    

The last words fell from her mouth as hardly a whisper. She closed her eyes. Her breathing became deep and even. She was asleep. Sydney turned and looked at me, the question burning in her eyes.    

“What the fuck was that?” She whispered, afraid to wake Akasha. Though I suspected she would not wake up so easily. She looked peaceful, like someone lost in dreamland. I shrugged. Sydney leaned over and kissed Akasha on the forehead. Akasha mumbled in her sleep, snuggled against Sydney, and stopped moving.     

Sydney laughed softly and settled against me. She grabbed my arm and pulled it tighter against her chest. She half turned to me. 

"Ed?" She whispered. 

"Yes?" 

"I love you." 

"I love you too," I replied, and this time, the significance of those words was different. Considering everything that had transpired, I realized how my feelings for both women had developed. Sydney had pursued me, perhaps out of misunderstanding or need, yet I found myself understanding her more deeply than before, seeing the fierce love and yearning she had. It was a bond shaped not only through desire but also through mutual experiences and silent truths. 

As for Akasha, admiration mixed with awe, her fortitude and ancient wisdom unveiling gateways to emotions I didn't know existed. With her, it felt as if we were creating something meaningful, something worthy of the inheritance she carried. Together, our interwoven souls hinted at promises of futures filled with mystery and discovery.