chapter 3

Chapter 3

Morning light filtered into the cave through cracks high in the ceiling. It made the gold piles sparkle like stars. I woke up slowly, wrapped in warm furs and stronger arms. Vaelor held me against his chest. His golden scales felt smooth and hot against my naked back. One big hand rested possessively on my soft belly. His fingers spread wide, covering as much of my round flesh as he could.

I stayed still for a moment. My body felt different. Relaxed. A little sore from last night’s pleasure, but good. My thick thighs were tangled with his. My heavy breasts pressed softly against his arm. I had never slept naked with anyone before. It should have felt scary. Instead it felt safe.

Vaelor stirred behind me. His breath brushed my neck. “You are awake, my sweet Sera,” he murmured. His voice was deep and sleepy. “Did you rest well in your dragon’s nest?”

I turned in his arms so I could face him. His golden eyes looked softer in the morning light. But the hunger was still there. Deep and burning.

“I slept better than I ever have,” I said honestly. “Your arms feel strong. And warm. But I keep thinking about home. The library. My old life.”

He chuckled low. The sound vibrated through his chest into mine. “That life is gone. You belong here now. With me. In my hoard.” His hand slid up and cupped one of my heavy breasts. He squeezed it gently, watching how the soft flesh spilled between his fingers. “And I plan to spoil this beautiful body every single day.”

Heat rushed to my face. I looked down at myself. My belly rested in rolls against his hard stomach. Stretch marks glowed silver across my skin. My thighs were thick and full. “You really like all this?” I asked quietly. “Most people say I should hide it. Lose some weight. Be smaller.”

Vaelor growled softly. Not angry. Protective. He pushed me gently onto my back and rose over me. His horns looked even bigger in the light. “Foolish humans. They do not see what I see.” He lowered his head and kissed my belly. Slow, open-mouthed kisses across every soft roll. “This belly is perfect. Soft and full. It will look even better when it grows round with my eggs.”

My breath caught. “Eggs?”

He smiled against my skin. “Yes. Dragons breed differently. But do not worry. I will prepare this chubby body first. Make it ready. Make it crave me.” His tongue traced one stretch mark like it was precious. “These lines? They are beautiful. Proof of how much of you there is to worship.”

I moaned softly when he moved higher. He took my breast in both hands and pushed them together. Then he licked between them. Sucked one nipple, then the other. He took his time. No rush. Just long, wet pulls that made my toes curl.

“That feels so nice,” I whispered. My fingers found his horns again. I held onto them as my back arched. “No one has ever touched my breasts like this. They are too big. Too heavy.”

“They are mine,” he said firmly. He sucked harder on one nipple until I gasped. “Heavy and perfect. I love how they fill my hands. How they bounce when you move. How they will leak milk for our young one day.”

His words made me wet again. I pressed my thick thighs together. The ache from last night came back stronger. Vaelor noticed. Of course he did. His hand slid down my side, over the curve of my wide hip, and rested on my mound. He did not push inside. He just cupped me. Warm and firm.

“So wet already,” he growled against my breast. “Your little cunt is dripping for me again. Does my chubby treasure like when I praise her body?”

“Yes,” I admitted. My voice came out breathy. “I like it a lot. Keep talking. Please.”

He kissed lower. Down my belly. Over my hips. He spread my thick thighs wide and settled between them. But this time he did not use his tongue right away. He just looked. His golden eyes dark with want.

“Look at these thighs,” he said. He grabbed handfuls of soft flesh and squeezed. “Thick and strong. They will wrap around my waist so well when I finally claim you.” He kissed the inside of one thigh. Then the other. He bit gently, leaving a small mark. “And this pussy. Plump and pretty. Already shining for your dragon.”

I whimpered. My hips lifted a little without me telling them to. “Vaelor… I ache. Last night you made me feel so good. I want more.”

He crawled back up my body and kissed my mouth. Deep and slow. His tongue tasted like smoke and me. When he pulled back, his two hard cocks rested heavy against my soft belly. They throbbed. Hot and leaking golden drops that smeared across my skin.

“You will get more,” he promised. “But not yet. I want you desperate. I want you begging. Today I will touch you. Taste you. Teach this virgin body what pleasure feels like.” His hand returned between my legs. Two thick fingers rubbed my clit in slow circles. Not inside. Just teasing. “Tell me how it feels, Sera. Use your words.”

“It feels like fire,” I moaned. My soft belly trembled. “Like sparks running through me. My thighs are shaking. My breasts feel heavy. Please do not stop.”

He smiled. Sharp and satisfied. “Good girl. Keep talking while I play with you.” He rubbed faster. His other hand kneaded my belly. “I love how this moves when you breathe hard. How your rolls spill over my wrist. You are so much woman. So much to hold. To fuck. To breed.”

I cried out. The pleasure built again. Faster this time. My hips rocked against his hand. My heavy breasts bounced with every movement. Vaelor watched everything. Like he could never get enough.

“I am close again,” I panted. “Vaelor… I am going to cum.”

“Cum then,” he ordered softly. “Soak my fingers. Show me how much your chubby body loves my touch.”

I broke. Pleasure crashed over me. I moaned loud. My pussy clenched and pulsed. Wetness flooded his hand. My whole body shook. Belly jiggling. Thighs trembling. Breasts bouncing. Vaelor kept rubbing me through it. Gentle now. Drawing it out until I was a whimpering mess.

When it passed, he pulled me into his arms again. He licked his fingers clean while staring into my eyes. “Delicious,” he said. “Better than any treasure.”

I hid my face in his chest. Shy but happy. “You make me feel beautiful. Wanted. Even though I am this big.”

“You are not big,” he corrected. He tilted my chin up. “You are perfect. Full. Soft. Made for a dragon’s hands. Made for my cock. And soon, my Sera, when you beg loud enough, I will give you everything.”

I shivered at his words. My body already wanted more. But I knew he would wait. He would tease. He would worship.

And I was starting to love every slow, burning second of it.