“How long do you think we have?” she whispered as she scooted across the bed, closing the gap between us. She reached down and ran a finger along the length of my cock. It throbbed at her touch, growing larger and thicker. Sydney’s eyes widened in response.  

I shrugged. “I have no idea. What did you have in mind?”  

“I want to feel you cum inside me. I want to feel your seed filling up my body.” She closed her eyes and bit her lip. Her body shuddered as she wrapped her arms around me and pulled herself against my chest. Sydney blinked, and I could see her need and desire swirling within the depths of her eyes. “But I don’t think we have time, and I’m not sure I can take it again so soon.”  

I caressed her face and kissed her on the nose. “Did I hurt you?”  

Sydney laughed and shook her head. “No. No. It felt amazing. I’m just a little sore. I need some time to recover.”  

She snuggled her head against my chest; her ear pressed to my heart. Sydney took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. A shiver ran down her back as I hugged her tightly. I felt her muscles relax as she lay in my arms. Sydney turned her head and looked up at me with tears in her eyes.  

“I spent so many years trying to figure out what I was going to do if I found you. I was so angry and confused. I wanted revenge. I wanted to hurt you. I never dreamed you would ever hold me again like this.”  

A tear rolled down her cheek. She took a slow, shuddering breath.  

“I am so thankful things worked out this way. This is even better than I had ever dreamed it could be. This is what I wanted. What I feared I could never have. Thank you.”  

I leaned down and kissed her on the top of her head. She arched her neck, turned her face to me. I pressed my lips against hers. I was not sure how to respond. My heart swelled with love for her. When our kiss broke, I held her close and pressed my cheek against her forehead. The warmth of her against my skin was comforting.   

Steam billowed out of the bathroom. Akasha had left the door open, probably on purpose. I heard the water stop. I could hear Akasha drying herself off while she hummed some tune I did not know. Sydney lay still in my arms. Her head turned towards the open bathroom door. After a few moments, Akasha emerged from the bathroom wearing nothing at all. Her hair billowed around her face, platinum and glinting in the light. Her breasts jiggled with each move she made. Her hips swaying as she walked. My breath caught in my throat. She was like a porn star made flesh, a goddess of sex and desire. I could feel things low in my body tightening. She smiled at us.   

“Shower’s free. Get a move on. We have much to do and discuss still.” Akasha walked over to the dresser, pulling out a black bra and panties. She slid them on, watching us watch her. Then she walked into the closet.  

Once she was out of sight, it was like the spell was broken. My heart started beating hard, and I let loose a deep breath I had not known I was holding. Sydney giggled against me. I felt her shake her head as she disentangled herself from me. She rolled over and off the bed. She stood and looked at me. A smile played across her features, her eyes glinting with mischief.  

“Will you join me in the shower?”  

I shook my head. “It’s too small. I’ll follow shortly.”  

Sydney pouted, then turned on her heel and walked into the bathroom. I watched her go. The runes in her flesh glowing softly. Her ass shook with each step. I could not help but watch as she walked. I sighed once she had left my sight and crawled to the edge of the bed. I stood and stretched. My shoulders popped as I reached for the ceiling. I took another deep breath and turned towards the bathroom.  

Akasha came walking out of the closet wearing a short pair of sweat shorts that clung to her thighs like a second skin. Her t-shirt was cut off, showing her mid-rift. It hugged her bosom, somehow making her breasts look even larger. She smiled at me, taking my hand in hers. I started to move towards her, but she held up a hand.  

“You need a shower first.”  

“Oh.”  

Akasha chuckled. She squeezed my hand, then gestured towards the bathroom. We walked there, her hand warm in mine. She stopped at the doorway and ushered me in. She watched me walk in, her eyes hungry for me.   

“You’ll find sweats in the closet that will fit you both,” Akasha called out, her voice carrying over the sound of the water. “Join me in the kitchen when you are dressed. I’ll have lunch ready.”  

She blew me a kiss, then turned and walked out of the room. I had crossed the doorway into the bedroom before I realized what I had done. Akasha looked over her shoulder at me and shooed me back into the bathroom. I sighed and walked back into the bathroom. Sydney was getting out of the shower as I walked in. Her skin glistened with moisture as she dried her hair. Sydney looked up at me and smiled. She started to wrap the towel around herself, then stopped. She looked down at her body, then over at me. Sydney shrugged and hung up the towel.  

“You’ve seen the show already. No point being modest.” Sydney walked towards me. I felt caught in her spell, unable to look away. She reached out and took my hand, pulling me towards her. At the last moment, she stepped sideways and pushed me towards the shower. She playfully slapped my ass with a laugh as she went over to the vanity and grabbed a brush.   

I sighed, then turned on the water and grabbed the soap. I spent the next few minutes thoroughly cleaning my body. Then I washed and rinsed my hair. Turning off the water, I grabbed the last dry towel and threw open the curtain. Sydney had already left. I closed my eyes and listened. I could hear her walking down the stairs already. I had half-hoped she would wait for me in the bedroom. I walked over to the vanity and combed out my hair.   

I grabbed a pair of boxers from the dresser and slipped into them. Then I went into the closet and found a pair of sweat shorts my size, a t-shirt, and a sweatshirt to wear over it. The house was not cold enough that it was necessary, but I felt like wearing something warm and fluffy. Then I headed downstairs.  

As I walked down the stairs, I heard the ladies in the kitchen talking.  

“How do you know so much about... you know?” Sydney asked.  

“Sex?” Akasha asked back.  

“Yeah.”  

“It is not a dirty word. You can say it.”  

“Sex.”  

“Good girl.” I could hear the smile in Akasha’s voice. “I’ve been watching humans fuck each other’s brains out for centuries.”  

“What?”  

“Did I stutter?”  

“No. Sorry. I forget how old you are sometimes.”  

“You don’t know how old I am.”  

“No. I know. Sorry. I know Dragons can live a long time.”  

Akasha barked with laughter. It was a harsh sound. Unpleasant.   

“Stop apologizing, girl.”  

“Sorry.”  

Akasha laughed again. There was more humor in it this time, but I heard Sydney’s sharp intake of breath.  

“Okay. I’ll stop apologizing.”  

“You haven’t done anything worth an apology, yet.”  

“I didn’t want to offend you. Most women get touchy when talking about age.”  

This time, Akasha’s laugh was deep and throaty. A joyous sound that brought a smile to my face. I paused in the doorway to the kitchen. Sydney was sitting at the small table. A sandwich on a plate in front of her, untouched. Akasha was moving around the kitchen, making more sandwiches. She stopped in front of the toaster, pulled out two pieces of bread, and dropped them onto a plate. Then she moved to the other counter, picked up a knife and started spreading mustard and mayonnaise on the bread.  

“If you really must know,” Akasha said with a sigh, “I visited Hollywood off and on during the 70s and 80s, checked out the porn industry, and was involved in it for a while. I know a thing or two about sex, both on and off camera.”  

My eyes widened in surprise. “You were a porn star?” I blurted it out before I could stop myself.  

Akasha turned to me, handed me the made sandwich, and patted my shoulder. She gestured to the table, then went back to the toaster, popping more bread into it.  

“Briefly. Off and on for a few years.”  

Sydney giggled. “Really?”  

Akasha sighed heavily. “Yes. Really.” She pulled the bread out once it was toasted and began assembling her sandwich. “I heard about the... moving pictures. Movies. So, I traveled to Hollywood to check them out. Boring really. There is so much magic and wonderment out in the world. Why would you want to spend hours inside a dark room watching what someone put on camera when you can go experience it for real?”  

Sydney laughed. “That is one way to look at it. But how did that translate to porn?”  

Akasha brought her plate to the table and dropped into the chair between Sydney and me. She winked at me as she reached over and squeezed my leg. Akasha took a big bite out of her sandwich and chewed it slowly. I bent back over mine, waiting for her to continue her story. Sydney sat with her elbow on the table, her sandwich forgotten as she watched Akasha.  

Akasha looked at Sydney and scowled. “Eat your damn sandwich, girl. You need the nutrients as does the child.”  

Sydney blushed and picked up her sandwich. I choked and held back a snicker. Akasha shot me a dirty look.  

“I heard they were shooting dirty movies, so I hunted them down. They were reluctant to bring in a newcomer, but I looked pretty good at the time. I wanted to see what they were doing, and they wouldn’t do that unless I agreed to shoot a scene. One scene led to another, and before I knew it, I was shooting full movies. It was fun. Lots of sex. Lots of dicks in all the holes.”  

Akasha closed her eyes as a shiver ran down her back. Then she opened her eyes and looked at me hungrily. She licked her lips, then took a massive bite out of her sandwich. I blushed and got back to eating mine. Sydney giggled.   

Akasha swallowed and spoke softly. Her voice was low and filled my head with images of her naked body. “All those dicks, and none of them compared to what a true dragon could offer. I hadn’t had one in so long, I had forgotten what it felt like. You showed me. You fucked me as only a dragon can.”  

I blushed. My pants felt tight. My face felt hot. My skin crawled. Sydney was observing me. I could not tear my eyes from Akasha’s. I wanted to jump across the table and rip her clothes from her body. The visual in my mind was so startling and compelling that I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to push it out of my head. It only grew. I dropped the sandwich and planted my hands palm down on the table. The table shook. My hands shook. My entire body quivered with need.   

Akasha laughed. Sydney giggled.   

“Is he really that good?” Sydney asked quietly. I looked at her. Tried to shake my head and found that even that slight movement was difficult.   

“Yes,” Akasha said. Her voice was lower than usual. Suddenly, Akasha laughed, and the spell broke. I inhaled, not realizing I had been holding my breath. I gasped and shook my head, trying to clear the images of Akasha’s body under mine. Her breasts rolled as our bodies pressed together. I blinked hard, trying to push it away.   

Akasha put her hand on top of Sydney’s. “I keep forgetting you were a virgin before you slept with him. Talk about jumping into the deep end of the pool.” Akasha laughed. Sydney blushed and giggled. “You’ll probably never find another lover that will fill you like he can.”  

“Probably?” Sydney asked questioningly.   

Akasha’s eyes were slightly glazed over, as if she were seeing things far away. Her voice sounded distant. “There are things in this world that you would not believe. I do not know if they are still out there. But maybe... Maybe...”  

“Maybe what?” Sydney asked.   

Akasha blinked and shook her head. “Nothing.”  

“That did not sound like nothing.”  

“Old legends. Nothing you need to worry about or concern yourself with.”  

“Oh. Okay.”  

I went back to eating my sandwich. Akasha picked up Sydney’s empty plate and stacked it on top of hers. She carried both into the kitchen and started washing them. Sydney followed her and grabbed the drying towel.   

“After lunch, we pack.”  

“Pack?” Sydney asked.  

“Yup.”  

“For?”  

“Tomorrow.”  

“Are you always this evasive?”  

“Yup.” Both Akasha and I answered at the same time. Akasha met my eyes and laughed. I snickered. I stood and took my plate to the kitchen. Akasha took it from my hands and washed it.   

“Tomorrow,” Akasha said with a sly grin towards Sydney, “We are going to hike the valley. We’ll go up to Half Dome. Spend the night on the trail, then hike the rest of the valley. It will be a long day, and we will need to carry all our provisions.  

“There are over eight hundred miles of trails in Yosemite to explore. We will not be exploring them all tomorrow, or even over the next few months, but we will see what we can.”  

“Eight hundred miles,” Sydney said softly, her eyes a little wide.  

Akasha laughed softly. “Rest easy Sydney, we aren’t doing that all at once. We will explore most of the park before your pregnancy comes to term.  

“Tomorrow, we will hike North Dome in the morning. Have lunch on the peak. Then head over to Yosemite Falls for a mid-afternoon break. Then hike up to Eagle Peak. Then we can make our way back here. Depending on how well that goes, we may plan an overnight hike later this week.”  

My heart thumped in my chest. We had done some of those hikes, but they were always fun to do. Hiking in Yosemite is always amazing. Even if you have already hiked those trails, it was always exhilarating to hike them again. I could not wait to reach the top and look out over the valley.  

I glanced over to Sydney and saw that her eyes were a little wide. Her pulse was a little faster than usual.   

“Nervous?” I asked her. She looked at me and gulped, then nodded.  

“I’m not sure I can do all of that,” Sydney said. Her voice was a little quieter than usual.  

“You’ll do fine,” I said, patting her hand.  

Akasha laughed. “I think you’ll find yourself up to the task, my dear. Come, let's start packing.”  

Akasha led us back into the basement. She pulled out three hiking backpacks. She handed one to me and one to Sydney. We tried them on, adjusting the straps to get them good and snug against our backs. We took the packs up to the first floor, where we grabbed some water bottles, filled them, and put them in the refrigerator. Then we packed granola, protein bars, and some fruit. We dropped them off by the door so that we could grab them in the morning.   

Sydney walked into the living room. Akasha took my hand in hers and squeezed it gently. I felt drawn to her, like a magnet. I stepped up to her and wrapped my arms around her waist. She smiled up at me and rested her head against my chest. I kissed the top of her head, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair, and beneath that, the unmistakable smell of her. The closeness of her body sent a thrill through me. I heard, and felt, her giggle as the bulge in my shorts pushed against her.  

“Akasha?” Sydney called from the other room. Akasha looked up at me, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes. She leaned back from me, pressing her lower body firmly against mine.   

“Yes, dear?” Akasha called around the corner.   

“Who is this, in this painting?” Sydney asked. Akasha shot a glance at me, smiled, then stepped back from me. She grabbed my hand and pulled me into the other room as she walked over to Sydney.  

As we rounded the corner, we saw Sydney standing under the large painting of a massive dragon, lying on a pile of coins. There were gold, silver, and other colored coins in that pile that I could not identify. Akasha walked over to the painting and gazed up at it with a wistful smile. Her eyes were half-glazed over as if she were seeing something else entirely, or reliving a memory.  

“That would be me, dear,” Akasha said softly. She pulled my hand around her waist. I stepped up against her, pressing my body against her back. I wrapped my other arm around her waist. Her ass felt so firm and soft against my groin. My cock throbbed painfully in my shorts.   

Sydney blinked at Akasha. She looked up at the painting and stared at it intently. She turned and looked at Akasha. I...