Dragon Self Insert Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He is the only dragon born with this unique color, because of his parentage. "What is this place?" he asked curiously. Faiysha slowly walked towards the thrones on weak legs. When the three dragons went to help her, she shook her head. "No, let me do this. When i was trying to trick Drake to sit on one of those thrones, i was flying in the air. When Blaze was taking his throne, i was gliding. Now when it's Lucas's turn, i want to at least walk towards them" she murmured. Her voice faint.

If only he could make her forget the hurt she felt at the idea of ever sharing him. “A dragon’s mate is a rarity, bordering on myth,” Rhyzar explained, his eyes dark with barely contained hunger as his hands worked methodically. She couldn’t ignore the visible strain in his pants, his arousal a constant reminder of how close they were to the edge. “The dragon recognized her despair and saw her as part of his soul. Though they could never be intimate in the way you’re imagining,” he added with a knowing smirk that made her cheeks flush.

“If this has never happened before, why do you believe it is happening now?” “When a dragon finds his mate, he lives for her. The tingling I feel when you are near, the way my body hungers for you every time we touch is different from anything else I have ever, or will ever experience. A dragon can feel what his mate is feeling, and share in her pain. As you were falling from that window, I felt every moment of your terror. When I caught you in my claws, I felt the pain as acutely as if it were happening to me. As you’ve healed, I’ve been sick in pain along with you. And when you marked me my desire to join with you was so overwhelming I had to stop myself lest I hurt you.”

His eyelids felt heavy and he felt exhausted. "See you never, William." That is how she killed the dragon, she had once loved, herself. [ What next? ] Of course, the dragons were subjugated. The world was safe again and everyone went back to living life normally. For now, anyways. [ That's it? Why does it feel so blurry? It all happened too fast and now I feel like I'm fading away. Where am I? Is someone's phone ringing? ] "Hello, who is this, so early in the morning?"

That resulted in them birthing more babies, and when the dragons perceived the young women had grown, they would come to take them away to nurture them. I didn't want to become a dragon breeder, and how to stop him was all I could think of. He thrust harder into me, and I forgot what I wanted to do and only screamed until he reached his climax. I felt something extremely hot sink into me, almost burning my inner core as it entered, and I cried out, "Get off me, you dragon!" But he held me tight and continued moaning in satisfaction as he discharged all his hot seed into me. "Ahhh!" I cried.

The legends didn't do him justice - the Dragon God was even more beautiful in person. Staring at him, I could tell that beneath his perfect exterior, there lies a hidden strength just waiting to be unleashed. The Dragon God’s eyes glowed with a fierce crimson red, and his cropped black hair moved as if blown by the wind. The spikes along his fingers and arms appeared sharp and menacing, but he seemed like he could retract them with ease. If it weren't for the black pants he had on, he would have been fully nude, his muscular torso with the finest of hairs on full display.

My body sways in euphoria as I pull my mouth away from Igneous' neck and my teeth recede. Flames roar from my mouth as my dragon shouts her joy at finally claiming out mate. MINE My body disconnects from his as the world shifts. I look to Igneous smiling at the pleasure I feel in my veins and see how pale he is. As my dragon turns to slumber in my mind, my worry increases as I grab his cold hand in mine. I listen for his heart and shed tears as its beat starts to fade. When the beating stops all at once my vision goes black and everything disappears.

Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest. Her scales are a brilliant lilac compared to the deep violet of the other SpitFires. She slowly approaches Flavius sniffing his outstretched hand. Flavius uncurls his fingers, reaching for her head. In one swift movement, her jaws snap down on Flavius's hand. He lets out a yelp of surprise but does not try to pull his hand away. Blood drips from the mouth of the small SpitFire. She makes no move to rip Flavius's arm off, which is a good sign.

They stood silently watching their son as he held onto his mates hand as the doctors were trying unsuccessfully to insert a drip into her veins. “Alpha, she is not human and not a were can you tell me what she is?” The doctor questioned. Looking into the Alpha’s eyes the doctor shuddered and quickly lowered his head in submission as he caught a glimpse of the Alpha’s eyes. It was fully black meaning that his wolf was in control. “She is a dragon,” Tomas spoke up from the doorway. “Alric, I know you are worried about your mate but you need to let Rook come back to us. He is the only one who knows how to help your mate.”

His dragon is a rare orange in color. Caroline closely followed Drake, not to miss the opportunity she created for herself. When she noticed Drake flying away in his dragon form, Caroline too shifted to follow him. But Drake is much faster and bigger than any average Dragon, so she couldn't keep up with him and lost him after a minute. Drake flew as far away from the venue and into the forest where no one will be there. He understood what is happening to him. If he gives in to this lust and sleeps with anyone, he has to accept her as his mate.