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“Glrk! Glrk! Glrk! Glrk!”
The mighty Duma settled back in the cave grotto and eyed the sunset as his hand stroked the wet hair bobbing between his legs. The ancient dragon’s eyes were darkened over as he contemplated the place he now found himself in. not just the kingdom of Askr, where he was surrounded by heroes of his and other times. Not even the place where his mortal blessing could be found consorting with the same-borne maiden of his sister Mila. No, the place the Warfather found himself in was with the Divine Dragon Naga’s daughter laying before him underwater, impaling her throat on his massive cock.
He glanced down into the waters, watching in idle curiosity as Tiki worked. He could see the bright red material of her swimsuit, and especially the way her bust and butt strained against the slightly small attire. He saw her hands gripping his nuts as her lips bobbed up and down his mighty shaft. And he felt not only the tightness of her lips and throat, but also the slippery, moist lashes of her long tongue as she jerked him off in her own mouth.
“Hmph!”
Such a simple utterance beget his climax. Tiki’s eyes flew open wide as her throat was clogged with sticky, potent dragon seed. Her throat bulged out further as she struggled to swallow before her windpipe clogged up. She used her tongue and slowly pulled him out of her throat, wincing with every hot burst of cum. A few shots even flew up and out of her nostrils, forcing her to close her eyes before it floated up and blinded her.
Duma made no move to aid her, keeping his arms crossed as he watched her struggle. His inactions were not bourne simply of cruelty, but also of understanding. He could see the fire in her inhuman eyes- the lust of untold millennia wafting within.
“...PWAH!”
Tiki pulled her lips free, earning a blast of Duma’s cum in her face. Her mouth hung open, eyes rolled up as she felt hot lashes of spunk grazing her beautiful face. She stayed there, sitting on her knees in the grotto’s water as she was granted a mask of the Warfather’s approval.
“Rise.”
She couldn’t see him, but she heard his voice - his thunder, crashing through the world beyond her cum-blinded eyes. She obeyed swiftly, letting the ocean water spray down her delectable body. Even the Warfather could admire how Naga’s little hatchling had blossomed in the millennias since his death. “Turn.”
Once more she obeyed. Her fingers reached for the ties of her bottoms before letting them slide down and float around her knees. She said nothing, did nothing as she heard him lumber to his feet and slosh through the once-still water. His weight bore down on her as she felt him wrap his arms beneath her pits. He leaned in and rumbled in her spasming, pointed ear. “Do not restrict yourself, for I will not.”
“Y-Yess my Lord~” Tiki whimpered, rubbing her ass against his dick in anticipation. HE hoisted her out of the waters, making her squeak in delight before he laid her unshaven loins against his mighty throne. “Ooooh~”
Duma didn’t send her down just yet. Instead’ he shifted back until he was once more sitting on his makeshift, submerged throne. Tiki winced as the cool waters of the oasis lapped at her ankles and made her rub against his stubbornly-hard cock. “M-My Lord,” she whined
He shook his head behind her. “Do not bate for fortune to find you - seize it for your own,
He lectured.
His proverb was clear, even to the lustful manakete maiden. Tiki gulped before pushing herself down atop him. She felt him enter her, stretching her pussy lips and walls out as her hips bucked down. Wheezing gasps escaped her lips and echoed through the cave as Duma sat and watched her work. Watched as Naga’s daughter debased herself like a common beast in heat before the supreme power of the Warfather.
“O-Oooh Fuck! D-Da-”
“Hmm?” Duma perked up. He thought Tiki was trying to call his name, but the way her voice pitched made it sound off. ‘It’s probably nothing, he resolved before settling back in to wait for Tiki to begin.
Naga’s daughter only made it halfway before she got tired of simply fighting her way down and opted to start. Her bare feet planted into the bed of the grotto as she pushed herself back up Duma’s cock. She reached as high as his bulge still twitching in her twat before rolling her hips back down. “Hah...Ha-aaah~”
Tiki’s coo’s filled his ears as she pumped herself up and down his cock. Her thrusts went deeper and deeper as she adjusted to his girth. He let go of her arms and settled back to let her handle the rest. A muted grumble passed his lips as he fought the ever-growing urge to buck back.
“Ahh! Ahh! S-So big! So goooood~” she mewled. Her hands reached up and groped her swaying tits through her bikini top. Each pinch and grope made her already lust-soaked state further and further into the realm of debauchery. She sputtered more meaningless words as the sun arched behind the horizon. Just as the last light flickered over the endless waves, her voice shrieked in the growing dark.
“Ohh Daddy~!”
Duma blinked in actual shock. Of all the things he expected from Tiki, it certainly wasn’t to be called that. Nor did he expect the stirring building in his loins as her words seemed to sing through his ears. “You relish this, hatchling?” he growled.
“Aaah! Y-Yess Daddy! Fuck me! Fuck your little slut!” Tiki spat.out. She kept going, kept bucking her hips up and down after her admission. Her ass loudly clapped against hi s lap as she kept happily panting and baying like the harlot she’d boasted to be.
“Hah! Hah! Ha-aah?!”
Tiki froze instantly, not by choice, but by the grip on her thighs. She squirmed and struggled, but the Warfather’s grasp kept her pinned down on his crotch. The manakete howled and whined, thrashing against the older dragon god’s cruel grasp. Her meaningless whimpers passed through his uncaring ears.
Splash Splash!
“EEEYAH?!”
She gasped as he pulled her legs out of the water and gripped her calves. She reached back and grasped his shoulders, trying to pull herself free. Yet no matter what she did - squirmed her toes, bent her ankles, kicked the very air itself- nothing she did could hope to free her from Duma’s hands. She felt his breath grow harried on her nape, causing gooseflesh to bloom over her wet, supple skin. His husky words echoed in her ears - a final warning for time already past.
“Seek only what you can contain...lest you be CONSUMED!”
With that mighty bellow, he claimed the Voice for his own - again and again as her screams rattled the very walls around them. His powerful strokes forced her nails over his back and right against his nape while she spasmed and gasped in his grip. Each stroke made her toes curl while her head rattled on her neck. Ignoble drool flew out of her mouth while her elongated tongue flopped around freely.
Brutal - that was all it was. Absolutely merciless as he took out untold millennia of grudge and unspoken ire against the daughter of the Divine Dragon herself. And the whole time all she could do was shriek in pure, unfettered elation until the grotto roof threatened to come down around them.
And Duma didn’t care.
The Warfather held the Voice up as he ravaged for hours - long after the sun had dipped below the waves and the wall of stars stretched from horizon to horizon. The moon’s crest went unheeded as it shifted to the apex of midnight and then limped back to the forthcoming dawn. Only after the first flickers of amber sunrise peeked in around the grotto’s open portal to the seas did he succumb to her body.
“HRRRRAGH!”
Tiki’s body locked as the massive, draconic cock slammed deep into her holy chambers until his cum cudgels smacked her ass. Her womb was flooded in his thick and bubbly spunk until it sloshed and churned inside her. the copious loads that she couldn’t bear to keep contained drizzled out around his fat girth before it leaked and dripped into the once-pristine waters of the grotto below.
“Haaaaah…”
Duma felt her slump over and mumble as her hands went limp at her sides. She would’ve went face-first into the sullied water if not for the forceful grip on her legs. With calculated restraint, he pulled Naga’s daughter off his dick. A final, mocking spit of dragon seed shot fired up her sweat-soaked back before he set her down on the ground, where she swiftly collapsed at his feet. The radiance behind him illuminated his back as he crossed his arms and scowled.
“And what say you…Naga?”