Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Is A Submissive Dragon

At the same time, Harry and Philip staggered back. Harry’s face was full of horror as he stared fixedly at Philip. He laughed miserably and said, “Well, well! I didn't expect you to be so strong! I underestimated you! With such strength at such an age, the Black Dragon Heart really deserves to be a product from behind the stargate!” After saying that, Harry twisted his neck, and another roaring black tiger manifested behind him. The roars made people’s eardrums hurt while the black tiger emitted the pressure of a rabid wolf!

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, Thank you for taking the time to read A Baby for the Dragon. This book is a breeder kink one and has some talk of infertility with the main female lead but will result in a pregnancy for our dragon and his mate. There will be tons of unprotected sex and lots of dirty talk, the sex will be super graphic and if that’s not something you enjoy that’s okay. There are plenty of other books out there for you, just maybe not this one.

He stands as still as a statue. “Why do you do what he tells you to do?” I ask, my hatred for the creature only slightly less than my hatred for Nylion. “Do you know nothing of dragons, My Queen?” he asks. “What about them?” I ask, not bothering to hide my dislike for him. He sighs. “When a dragon is claimed, we give up our free will. We are bound to our rider’s commands. Anything he asks of me, anything he tells me to do, I have no choice but to comply.”

I swallowed frantically, choking slightly on the sheer volume of his seed, but forcing it down my throat just as he demanded, tasting every single drop of his power over me. More of it spilled over my lips, leaking out the corners of my mouth and tracking down my chin, painting me in his mark just like he promised. Draco stood completely still for a long, agonizing moment, his chest heaving, his fingers slowly loosening their death grip on my hair. He let out a long, shuddering breath, looking down at me as I knelt there on the hard floor, breathless, tear-streaked, and thoroughly ruined.

So instead of saying, I turned on my hands and knees although I felt shaky. I got into the position which I knew to be ‘presenting’ to the alpha, and in my case the dragonlord. He carefully removed my hair from the nape of my neck, his fingers light and gentle. He lightly drapes himself over my back as he whispered, “No foreplay this time.” I nod, already feeling dazed, my mind clouding with lust. He left a kiss down the length of my back and each touch made me shudder.

She whispered back. He shook his head. "Just close your eyes," he said softly. She is not sure if he would show her a dragon or not, but something in his eyes made her do what he told her to do. Her eyes fluttered shut after a moment. Lucas removed his clothes in a second and shifted into his dragon form. "Open your eyes," he told her. His voice is deeper than usual.

I stare at Dakota who is looking at anywhere but at me. My heart begins to race in my chest as the urge grows. This feeling dictates that I have found my mate. But, it's wrong. Dakota can't be my mate. I've known her since she was a child. It doesn't make sense that I am feeling the bond now. It just isn't possible. 'Mate' Orin, my dragon growls in my head and I freeze. "Kota!" We both turn in the direction of Dale's voice. He's panting as he runs towards us.

This dragon in front of me looked like he would tear me apart. Draven grabbed my chin with his clawed fingers and forced me to look up at him. “The king is giving you to me as a gift. In return, I will help him destroy Vaelor. And while I do that, I will enjoy this soft, fat body every single day. I will fuck you until your belly swells with my young. I will make these heavy breasts leak for me. I will use every thick inch of you until you forget what Vaelor even felt like.”

Thane Drogos "Have you ever wanted to ride a dragon?" I asked, wading in the deep water. I noticed how she eyed me, eyes darkening, desire present on her face. "I believe I already have." Evie raised an eyebrow, chewing on her lower lip. I laughed. God, I loved her. "Then how about this—have you ever wanted to be fucked by a dragon on a mountain of gold?" Her mouth dropped open, eyes widening as she put two and two together. "You're taking me to your hoard?"

“This is the pit. If I were to take you deeper into the cave. No one would hear you scream. I could do whatever I wanted with you.” Fear welled up in the pit of my stomach, I knew I couldn’t let him see that. My dragon wasn’t afraid of him, and for that I was thankful. Pulling strength from the beast, I looked up at him through hooded eyes as if I enjoyed his attention. “I’m a mate that you can’t easily kill, I could bring you to your knees. Make it to where you craved no other touch but mine.” Dragging my finger over his chest, I slipped my nail beneath the button of his shirt, popping it off. He let out a shuddering breath as I traced my fingertip over his chest.