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The Greatest Gift is Being Mean to Me! (Mage and Demon Queen)
🕑 Added 2024-04-18 21:49:51 +0000 UTCIt's not LTVB today! It will be tomorrow and this weekend, I promise.
To tide you over, I got a commission for a Mage and Demon Queen story for ya! If you haven't read that comic, do that!
And if you don't want to, then all you really need to know is Queen Vel and Malori are incredibly gay disasters, and Dragon Magic can come with a dick. This is canon (No, really, it is).
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Queen Velverosa was in an absolutely foul mood and was beginning to suspect everybody in the tower knew it. Every time she entered a room, there was a mad scramble to escape. She'd seen Fhaust dive out of a window to avoid her, yelling some foolish thing about important business. Connoleth had been so shocked when she found Vel behind her that she'd pretended she was a statue for half an hour to avoid talking.
They'd all grown soft. With the war between humans and demons over, her generals had only stuck around to freeload. While they'd more than earned that right, Velverosa really needed their help right now. She had to handle a dire emergency and was utterly lost on where to begin.
Tomorrow was her and Malori's first anniversary. Not since they'd started dating, that had been an age ago, nor since Vel had shared her life with Malori. No they'd decided their official start was when Malori had been able to come back from Mage School and finally let Vel put a baby into her, which had been just magical. Several days of magic even, and a lot of noise complaints they'd ignored.
Vel had been promising Malori for weeks that she had something special planned to commemorate that night...
But she didn't! She had absolutely nothing!
Velverosa had tried buying gifts at the market in the human city, but the vendors all became bumbling messes at the sight of her. It was impossible to get any advice on what to buy when they just hid behind the counter and yelled at her to take whatever she liked. Which wasn't all bad; human food was exquisite but very unhelpful!
Cedric had been no better. He just said Melori would like whatever she was given because it came from Vel. He certainly wasn't wrong, but she wanted to provide Malori with something special, and that just wasn't possible if she liked everything equally. If Cedric hadn't volunteered to babysit, he'd have been in real trouble.
Vel swished her white tail, the spikes on the end taking a chunk out of a chair in her office as she paced back and forth. There had to be something she could do for Malori, and it had to be absolutely perfect. It wasn't that Malori demanded perfection, but she deserved it. Malori was sweet, caring, and so beautiful, and despite the long lives they'd spent together, Vel could barely bear the time they were apart. Vel loved the fool more than anything, she just needed to focus and calmly think over what she could share with her that'd show that.
Velverosa closed her eyes, took a long breath, and centered herself.
Knock knock
Vel threw a chair at the door so hard one of the legs pierced through to the other side.
"Fenn wasn't lying. You really are in a bad mood," Melathea said, the lamia gingerly pushing open the door a crack. The shine of her glasses peeking through the gap was a perfect aiming spot as Vel picked up a second chair. "My Queen! Before you do that, can I maybe offer my services?"
"I'm fine!" Vel growled, "Just a little tense is all."
Melathea pushed open the door. The chair leg impaled in it slowly slid out and clunked to the ground. Melathea gave Vel a pointed look. Her tail coiled up defensively around herself, just in case Vel felt like throwing that second chair.
"I promised to get Malori a gift for our anniversary." Vel sighed, putting the chair back down. "But I can't think of anything she doesn't already have. I've spoiled her."
"You're telling me," Melathea giggled. "She's turned our old armory into a trophy museum for your presents. I've been on the tour. It's very heartwarming."
"That's the problem. Malori has everything." Vel blushed. Maybe her generals weren't the only ones who'd grown soft, but it was impossible not to with Malori. She loved Vel to bits and had such a bright smile these days that Vel couldn't help but share it. She'd showered Malori with gifts after she'd come back from her mage training, then fucked her senseless for days. Their life had been a whirlwind of incredible moments that hadn't stopped, and Vel couldn't think what was even left to give now.
"Well, as your best friend and bravest general, I must risk your wrath to keep my favorite ship alive." Melathea smiled and slithered forward, her red-scaled tail flicking the door shut behind her. "You've been doing your best for Malori lately. You've shown a gentle side of yourself I thought we'd never see."
Vel winced at the entirely true comment, but Melathea touched her arm. "Vel, that's not a bad thing. You two are both very sweet. You've given her a side of yourself no one else got to have."
"But what's left?" Vel slumped her shoulders. "I know Malori adores me, but I still want to spoil her."
"Then perhaps you need to give her a little of something she's been missing."
"Malori is missing something?!"
Velverosa had Melathea held up in the air in a flash, her hands squeezing into Melathea's sides so tight the lamia was left squirming to try escape. Useless, pushing a feather through a sheet of steel was easier than escaping Vel's grip.
"This!" Melania said, voice pained. "She's been missing this. She adores your love, but you are a Demon Queen. For her anniversary, why not remind her of your strength?"
"You want me to fight Malori for our anniversary?" Vel frowned, slowly letting go of Melathea. "She might enjoy that, but it feels wrong."
Melathea gasped for breath, massaging her side. "No, you two fighting will just blow up half the tower. I had a different idea. How about you let a bit of your dominance out?"
"I am fully in charge of her." Vel snorted. Malori might be very aggressive with her affections, but she would bark like a dog if her lover commanded it. The idea she wasn't in charge was ridiculous.
"Oh, Vel, you are so tame sometimes," Melathea smirked. "I have an old story I wrote about you two a while ago. I think we should read it; it might open your eyes to the possible."
For lack of any other good options, Vel allowed Melathea to dig the story out of her stacks. While some of what Melathea wrote didn't seem physically possible, it certainly gave Vel some ideas.
She was going to need a lot of enchanted rope.
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Sleeping Malori was so adorable. Curled up on their bed and lightly snoring, her auburn hair spread out around her like a halo, she looked so at peace that Vel almost couldn't bring herself to touch her and disturb her sleep. The bed they slept in these days was more like a nest of blankets and pillows piled on each other in a heap. Mattresses didn't last very long when they were in a bed together; the one they slept on these days was enchanted enough that it could have been used as a door to withstand a siege. Still, even it needed padding to protect it. Malori might have gotten tougher, but the world around them certainly hadn't. Pillows were much easier to replace after being torn to shreds.
The temptation to throw aside all her plans and just fuck Malori right here and now was overpowering, but Velverosa steeled her heart. Today was their anniversary, and Malori deserved better. She would put a bit of the Demon Queen into their life.
Vel reached out a hand and touched her fingers against Malori's soft cheek, tracing along the line of her jaw. Her fingertips brushed lightly over the soft flesh of her neck, and Malori shifted. She mumbled softly in her sleep, rolling towards Vel's touch, her legs and arms stretching over the covers.
Vel had a moment of panic that she'd woken Malori up, but no, the mage was just a cuddler, even in her sleep. Vel moved closer, kneeling over her lover, and she couldn't resist a taste. She leaned down, her horns dragging gently over the covers, her white hair spilling over her shoulders as she kissed the sleeping Malori's lips. She felt a rush of excitement as Malori responded in her sleep, her mouth opening, her tongue slipping out to dance with Vel's, the mage moaning in pleasure in her sleep. Whatever dream she was having, it'd just got a thousand times better.
Vel slipped a hand down, her claws tearing the soft fabric of Malori's nightgown off. Her skin was so smooth and warm that Velverosa couldn't help but squeeze and explore. After all her mage training, Malori's muscles were harder now, and her body fitter than ever, but there was still a softness there. A plushness humans had that Vel couldn't help but adore.
She pulled away, admiring the sight of Malori's bare body spread out before her, lying in the ruins of her nightgown. Vel was already drooling at the sight of her gorgeous wife. She couldn't wait any longer. It was time to start their anniversary.
Vel pulled her magic together and channeled it into a long length of black silk ribbon. It came alive under her hands and slithered over to their bed. It began wrapping around Malori's ankles, tying them together before snaking up to loop over Malori's forearms, wrapping them up like a present behind Malori's back. The two bindings were joined by a single length of magically enhanced ribbon. Malori's chest was pushed out as they tightened and bent her body up.
Malori started to stir, and Vel's grin grew as the mage futilely struggled against her bindings. Opening one sleepy eye, she saw the excited twinkle in Malori's eye when she saw Vel was in bed with her. It was so gratifying how much she came to life when Vel was nearby; they'd been together for over a year, and the Demon Queen was still struggling to wrap her head around the fact someone could love her so much.
Vel reached down and stroked her finger through Malori's soft auburn hair, the mage leaning into her touch. "Morning Malori."
"Vel," Malori said with happy reverence, nuzzling into the hand. "Happy anniversary."
"You too, my love. I promised you something special. It begins right away," Velverosa purred. She slid her hands down, cupping Malori's breasts. Soft and full in her palms, the nipples grew stiff between her fingers. Vel squeezed down, loving the way they bulged between her fingers. Malori could handle her strength now, and abusing that was always a delight. The little gasp of pleasure from Malori was just the sweetener in her tea.
"Every moment with you is special," Malori grinned, squirming and realizing her hands and legs were bound. Her struggles only pushed her tits further into Vel's strong hands. "V-Vel? What's going on?"
"You fell in love with a Demon Queen Malori." Velverosa growled, fire raging behind her eyes, "I've been so gentle and tender with you, giving you a child. Treating you as a treasure. But today, I will remind you what being a Demon Queen's favored means."
Malori's eyes were wide as saucers, and Vel swore she could see them sparkle. "Awesome..."
"Quiet."
Velverosa pressed her thumb to Malori's throat and pressed just enough to make Malori wheeze a little. Just enough to remind her who was in charge. Vel could feel the heat radiating from Malori's body as she slid a knee between Malori's legs, the mage grinding herself against Vel's thigh, eager for contact. With her ankles tied, she couldn't move too much; Vel had complete control here.
Malori tried to speak again, and Vel squeezed a little tighter, feeling her lover's throat move against her palm as she choked back a moan.
"I'm in charge today, and I'll tell you when you can speak. Understand?"
Malori nodded, a small smile spreading over her face.
"Good girl."
She could feel Malori's heart jump at that phrase, and Malori bit her bottom lip so hard in excitement it turned white. Vel released her throat and took hold of Malori's hair instead. She'd let her auburn locks get a bit longer now that she was a mother, and Vel loved how convenient a handhold it was.
With a hard yank, Velverosa dragged Malori into a rough kiss, her teeth dragging across her lips, the taste of Malori the breakfast treat she'd been craving as she dominated Malori's tongue with her own and claimed her mouth with ease. Her other hand went back to kneading Malori's breasts, the mage moaning and writhing in pleasure, unable to escape the assault on her senses. Not that she would have.
Vel pulled back, admiring the flush on Malori's cheeks, the dazed look of blissful surrender in her eyes. It was intoxicating. She could have devoured her then and there, and she wasn't sure Malori would have minded. Vel licked her lips, savoring the taste of her beloved. She wasn't a beast, while dragon blood ran in her veins more than that. She was a Demon Queen and would act with all the regal might that entailed.
She slid her fingers down Malori's belly, the soft skin rising and falling as Malori's breathing grew deeper, the anticipation making her tug against her bonds. Her hips rocked, desperate to rub herself against Vel's hand, the Queen's fingertips just barely brushing the trimmed thatch of hair between Malori's thighs, but she refused to touch her more.
"You can say three words and no more," Vel said as she let go of Malori's hair, the mage slumping forward and sinking into the pillows with a whine. It was so gratifying having Malori in her power. The Demon Queen explored every inch of Malori's skin with her fingers while waiting for her response.
"I love you." the mage said with ironclad conviction. She was hungry for far more, but it was so important to Malori to say she'd sacrificed her own pleasure to get them out. Those three words were so sweet they broke Vel's heart. She leaned forward and kissed Malori on the forehead, a gentle and soft kiss to soothe her aches.
"I love you too, my bothersome little mage."
Vel slid her hand lower, cupping Malori's dripping pussy and stroking the soft lips with her long nails. Malori shuddered, biting her lip again and struggling to keep quiet, the heat in her eyes making Vel shiver in pleasure. The nails were fake and snapped off, and Vel did that one by one, pressing them down against Malori's flesh until they popped free. Then it was just her fingertips against Malori's sex, and the mage's toes were curling as Vel teased her. She tried hard to be patient, but Vel was driving her crazy, little crackling arcs of magic fizzling along Malori's skin as she held back the power inside her.
She could whine all she liked. Vel would do this at her own pace. Her long and slender fingers traced the lips of Malori's pussy, and she used her size to her advantage, slipping her fingers inside with long leisurely strokes that made Malori shudder madly in her mass of pillows, the mattress creaking beneath her. Her hands and legs strained against her bonds, the black ribbons digging into her flesh and making a perfect contrast to her pale skin. Malori was panting like a bitch in heat, and Vel hadn't even let her come yet. The Demon Queen was tempted to drag it out further, to tease her until her begging made the tower tremble, but Vel wasn't sure how long she could restrain herself.
"I miss your voice. You can talk now, and you also get a choice. Do you want me to untie you?" Vel asked, her voice husky with desire, "Or do you want to ride my fingers until you see stars?"
"F-fingers, please!" Malori gasped. "Queen Vel, take me!"
Malori had begged so nicely that Velverosa gave her lover the reward she deserved. Her fingers went into overdrive; she pumped two fingers deep inside her, stroking along the roof so firmly that Malori bucked her hips and bit into a pillow to hold back a scream. That wouldn't do. Velverosa's other hand came down hard, cracking onto the side of Malori's ass and making her squeal as her hand dug into the soft plush flesh. Vel had to hold Malori in place after the hit; the mage was thrashing and bucking her hips in a frenzy to try to pleasure herself, even with what little freedom she had to move.
"I want to hear your screams," Vel growled, fire rumbling in the back of her throat. "Don't hide your pleasure from me, Malori. I hunger for it. I am the Demon Queen and will have what is mine."
Her words did the trick. As Vel curled her fingers up and stroked over a sweet spot she knew oh so well. Malori's moans filled the room; her desperate flailing made the bed shudder, and Vel couldn't have been happier. She could see the pleasure building up, feel it in the way Malori's pussy trembled around her fingers. Vel had gotten to know every inch of her lover's body over the last year, and it was a beautiful thing to see how easily she could dance to her tune.
A third finger made the mage's body stretch around her digits, stuffing her full enough that Vel had to use some of her muscle to pump now. Vel leaned forward, her long tongue tracing around Malori's stiff nipples, the mage crying out as her tongue swirled and danced. It was hard to tell if Malori was being loud on purpose because she was always so loud normally. Still, if it was by effort or by impulse, Vel was pleased either way.
"That's it," Vel moaned, her free hand digging into Malori's ass. "Scream for your queen, my beloved."
"V-Vel! I-I'm going to..."
"Come?" Vel chuckled deeply as she pressed Malori down onto her fingers, staring into Malori's eyes with steely resolve. "The first of many Malori, I want this night to be special."
"Ah!"
"I'm going to make you scream."
"Vel!"
"I'm going to drown you in pleasure."
"Queen Vel, ah!"
"And then when you're a sweating, pleasured heap. I'm going to fold your legs back against your head," Vel licked her lips and smiled as she watched Malori's eyes go wide, her face burning with a red flush as her Queen talked. "And breed you like a proper Demon Queen."
Vel didn't give her the chance to respond, and it's not that Malori could say much right now anyway. As her Queen promised, she sent Malori to the heights of bliss and beyond with just the curl of her fingers, the mage trembling in her ribbon bonds and screaming Vel's name to the heavens.
When it came, Malori's climax was glorious, and Vel felt a shiver of pleasure run up her spine when Malori's climax showed off just how powerful she'd become. Malori's magic surged out and snapped the enchanted ribbon in a blink. Velverosa caught her and pulled her into a hungry, needy kiss. The two were a mess of tangled limbs and roaming hands, and Vel would have happily spent the next hour like that. Malori tried to claw off her outfit while she basked in Malori's afterglow.
"Laces so tricky," Malori whined, unable to get Vel's corset off. "But boobs are so important."
"You can use magic." Vel laughed, "This shouldn't be difficult."
"Magic no good. These perfect boobs should only know the gentle touch of a lesbian."
"You are quite ridiculous sometimes, Malori, but I love that too."
Malori looked up from her efforts, and Vel felt a twinge of nervousness when she saw the glint in Malori's eye. The glint meant she had what she thought was a great idea. It almost never was.
"You're really strong, right, Vel?" Malori asked innocently.
"Do you need to touch my muscles to remind yourself?" Vel said, moving Malori's hand to her stomach. "Notice how your fingers can't sink in even a little? How my abs feel harder than steel?"
Malori's brain had just stalled. She squeezed her fingers over and over with the dopey smile of a woman who couldn't believe her luck.
"Malori?" Vel nudged, "Your idea?"
"Idea? Oh, yes. Could you strip for me? My weak human limbs are no good."
"I've seen you showing off by squeezing stone until it breaks." Vel snorted, "You are far from weak."
"But I want to see you do it," Malori pouted. "Please?"
Vel couldn't deny a pouting Malori. It was a new weakness she had. With a playful sigh, the Demon Queen rolled off the bed and stood, towering over her lover. Morning light streaming through the windows behind her bathed her in a golden glow. She looked magnificent. Her horns gleamed, and the light showed through her white hair. The glisten of sweat on her muscles, mainly Malori's sweat, made the mage's mouth water.
"You want me to strip?" Vel asked, flexing a little and putting her arms behind her head, pushing her breasts out and grinning at the way Malori's gaze zeroed in on them. "It's a shame I can't reach my laces back there. I'll just have to get my clothes off a different way."
She took a deep breath, and her muscles rippled under her skin as she summoned the power of her heritage. Her body shifted, growing larger as she embraced her draconic might. Her tail fattened and lengthened, and her corset ripped as her long, red wings unfurled behind her. Malori gasped in awe and a wave of confidence washed over Vel. Her sheer presence made her lover's heart race.
With a flex of her arms, the corset tore along the seams, and grabbing the front of it, she ripped it off her body, her large breasts swinging free. Her belt tore off her hips with it, white fabric fluttering in the air as she threw it all aside. Vel stretched her arms out wide, and the claws on her fingers gleamed in the light as she cocked her hip and put her naked half-shifted body on display for her beloved.
"What do you think?" Vel said with a cocky grin, "Are you happy with the show?"
Malori looked like she was about to pass out, her mouth hanging open and her hands pressed to her chest as though she was holding her heart back.
"And what did you see this time?" Vel blushed, feeling her heart pound at inviting such shameless praise from Malori. There'd been a time she'd found it infuriating, and now? Now, she needed it like air.
"Your strength. Those abs are so sharp they could cut diamonds." Malori said, her eyes lingering on the rippling six-pack. "No, wait, your breasts are so huge! Like in a good way, I love them. No, no, your horns! They're so sexy, I could lick them until they shine!"
"So, all of it?" Vel laughed.
"All of it! You're too amazing, Vel. I don't have the time to explain how much!"
"You really don't," Vel purred, climbing back into bed and leaning over Malori. Her hands and wings boxed her in as the Queen's face hovered over her mage's. "I promised to breed you and always keep my word."
Growing a cock was always an intense experience. The Ghalaztox Clan's spell for growing a dick was fuelled by the desire to have a child, and Malori's need always burned bright. Vel could feel her pussy pulse as the spell took hold, the magic wrapping around her clit and expanding, thickening and lengthening, growing until a massive cock throbbed between her thighs. Truly massive. Suspiciously massive.
"Malori," Vel growled. "What did you do?"
"Love you more every day," Malori said proudly, reaching out to grasp the monster and getting her hand smacked away.
"Malori, you're strong now, but this is a lot. Even for me, this would be a lot." Vel said, her voice a rumble as she stroked herself. The cock was ridged on the bottom, and every scale-like ridge was incredibly sensitive.
It felt good, and the bigger it was, the better it felt, but still, she loved Malori. She didn't want to break her in two. Shake her now and then certainly, but no more!
"But, but I thought... you wanted to breed me?"
"Malori," Vel sighed, shaking her head.
"You could totally put a baby in me with that!" Malori grinned, "My eggs
would have nowhere to hide."
The only way to shut her up was to slap it down on her stomach, the massive member stretching obscenely far along Malori's body. The head stretched a few inches past Malori's belly button, and the mage gasped under its weight. It was hot and pulsed with raw energy. Malori went to touch it again, and Vel grabbed her wrist and raised an eyebrow at her.
"I know you don't worry about consequences, but that'd be a lot, even for me," Vel said firmly. "You won't be walking straight for a week."
Malori whimpered, and Vel could see her thighs rubbing together as she thought about taking something that size inside her. The foolish, horny woman, always wanting more than she could handle. Vel didn't want her hurt, no matter how much her eyes shone with greedy lust. She wanted to get stuffed by Vel's massive draconic dick so badly that all reason had flown out the window.
She could be so infuriating when she got like this, and yet, it was what Vel loved about her. Her unshakable resolve and determination gave her such limitless strength. The Demon Queen couldn't deny it; she did like seeing her cock press Malori down into their plush bedding, the mage trapped under her size and weight, the sheer intimidating mass of her cock pressing all other thoughts out of Malori's head. She'd look so good writhing on it, crying out in pleasure as Vel put another child in her belly.
Malori wouldn't survive a hard fucking right away, but Vel had spent a whole year being a doting wife. She'd learned restraint, tenderness, and how to bear her heart. Maybe there was something she could take from that. She could give Malori what she craved, what they both craved, and she'd do it with a firm yet gentle pace.
"Put your hands over your head," Vel said.
"You're not going to tie me up?"
"No, but I want you to hold onto the headboard. If you let go, I'm stopping."
Malori gripped it so tight the wood splintered around her magically empowered fingers. Her breathing quickened as Vel positioned herself between Malori's thighs, her cock laying heavily against the mage's waiting slit. Malori was practically drooling as Vel lifted her legs, firm muscle pinning them on either side of Vel as she angled Malori's body up, raising her ass off the enchanted mattress. Vel took just a moment to admire the strength and flexibility of Malori's body. She'd forged herself in training to handle Vel for three nights straight, and she was beautiful for it. As much as Malori might seem lovestruck and foolish, she would genuinely go to any lengths to be good enough for her Queen, and that was so immensely gratifying for the part of Vel that respected power.
"Ready, Malori?"
"Yes!"
"I'll start slow," Vel said, stroking a hand over Malori's stomach.
"No need," Malori protested, "Fuck me as hard as you like, Vel; I can take anything my wonderful lover wants to give me."
"I wasn't asking you permission," Vel said firmly, "I will go as slowly as I want. I will take you with all the tender care I desire. Do you understand?"
Malori whimpered at being admonished, nodding furiously as she bit her lip in anticipation.
"Good," Vel said and gently thrust forward. It was not easy to do so for many reasons. Her instincts told her to mount her mate and rut until Malori was a broken mess, but she held that urge in a headlock and growled at it until it settled down. Malori's body resisted her, and it seemed to understand that taking Vel was almost impossible. But almost impossible still meant there was a way, with patience, draconic strength, and willpower. Vel pressed Malori so firmly into the pillows that a few burst at the seams, spilling stuffing everywhere. Vel didn't care; she drove on slowly with an irresistible strength as Malori kicked madly in her grip, her head grinding into the mattress as she tried to hold her body straight for Vel, to flex her muscles and provide just that little bit more push needed to make it fit.
Malori's effort was rewarded. The first inch of Vel's cock sank into her lover, and Malori gasped, her head lolling back and her hands gripping the splintered headboard so hard a chunk tore off. Vel felt Malori's hot, wet pussy clamp down around her cock and had to suppress a moan, but she couldn't stop the tremor in her hips as Malori's tightness wrapped around her. It felt so impossibly good, and that was just the tip. She had so much more to give.
"More," Malori begged, "Fuck me harder, I need it."
Vel's heart fluttered at the desperation in Malori's voice. Her beloved was a quivering mess, and she had barely begun. From the distant look in Malori's eyes, Vel could see her mind was already swimming in a haze of lust and need, her body being pushed to the absolute limits to try to serve as Vel's sleeve. All she could think about was how badly she wanted Vel's cock to fuck her stupid, and Vel found that deeply pleasing. Malori was willing to give her all for this. She owed it to her to make it worth it.
Every inch she pushed forward made Malori's toes curl harder and her eyes flutter quicker. Vel's dick was so big and so hot it was a struggle to take, and all the extra ridges made every bit of friction that little bit more intense. Malori was drooling, her brain too full of pleasure to process anything else. Her body was being remade by Vel, and from the smile on her face, it was the greatest thing Malori had ever experienced. Vel could barely contain her own reaction; the pleasure was so intense, and she wasn't even halfway inside. She had to fight back an early climax. Every time her dick was squeezed, she got a little closer, and the urge to pump her load inside Malori was hard to resist.
"So eager to bred," Vel murmured, and Malori moaned as the vibrations of Vel's voice washed through her. "My silly, desperate human, all you want is to please your Demon Queen, isn't it?"
"Y-Yes!" Malori gasped. The words were clearly an effort. She. She was trying to handle what she felt by putting herself beyond the situation, a mage's meditation to help her handle the overwhelming feeling.
Vel wasn't going to let her do that. She wanted Malori for herself tonight, and that meant she had to experience every moment of this. Luckily, she knew the perfect lure to drag Malori's attention back to the present. The one thing Malori couldn't defend again in this world.
Queen Velverosa herself.
"Look at this," Vel said, pressing a hand to Malori's toned stomach. There was a slight bump there, the shape of the cock she was stuffing inside her. "This is what you wanted me to do to you."
"It's too much," Malori whimpered. "Vel, you're too powerful!"
"Do you want me to stop?" Vel asked, knowing what the answer would be.
"Never," Malori whined. "Just fuck me already. Fuck me hard. I want it so badly."
Vel smiled, leaning in close and whispering in Malori's ear. "Beg me."
Malori didn't respond immediately; her mind had clearly been thrown into such a loop that she had to chase her thoughts down. So Vel increased the pressure, pressing her cock a little deeper, the ridges along it dragging over Malori's insides and coaxing out a moan instead of a response.
"You used to beg me all the time. Beg for my attention. Beg for my love. Beg for my affection. Now you've got it all and more Malori. What's left now? Don't you have something you want?"
"Please," Malori whimpered. "Breed me."
"Oh?" Vel smiled, her yellow eyes shining so bright that Malori had to squint to stare back. "You should have said that right away. You'll have to convince me now."
"You can k-keep breeding me. Keep putting babies in me, Vel. I'm yours forever."
"Forever is a long time," Vel said as her tail swung round and gave Malori's hands something to grab. The headboard was done for. Malori had torn that to bits. With Malori safely secured against something, it let Vel finally push with force, sinking her cock deep into Malori with a satisfyingly intense moan from the human to go with it. She could feel her lover's walls clenching madly as the ridges along the underside of her dick made everything far too intense to handle. "You're going to live a long life with me, Malori. I worried, you know? That I'd already given you all I could. It made me so furious to think I might become boring. Might lose you."
"Never," Malori whined. I can't stop loving you, Vel. It's impossible. You're everything to me."
"I know you feel that. I love that you do, but it's still sinking in what that means." Vel said, rewarding Malori's words with a deep, slow thrust that sent a wave of pleasure through them both. Vel's tail coiled around Malori's wrists. Her wings spread out behind her as she held Malori down, the mage unable to move an inch as Vel hammered her into the bed. Every thrust a sharp punctuation to each word she spoke. "I will give you everything. We'll fill this tower with family. You'll never go a day with an empty womb. Wherever you are in the world, I will be there for you to give you everything you need."
"It's all I've wanted," Malori sobbed, her eyes overflowing with tears and an incredibly dopey smile. The words hit her even harder than the pounding she was getting, and it had become an incredibly hard pounding. The mattress was bouncing so madly that it was in danger of flipping right off the bed if not for the sheer weight of Vel keeping it down.
"You are my wife. My mate. My love. I could have given you the world if you wanted it. But you didn't. You just wanted me."
"Because you are my world," Malori groaned. Her body was shaking, her climax building quickly. "There's nothing else worth more than you!"
"Then I'm going to give you all of me," Vel promised, her pace increasing and the slapping sound of their hips colliding, filling the room. Restraint was gone now; the Demon Queen had been let loose, and Malori was lost in it all. Her body shook like a leaf as it was tossed under Vel's power. The mage's moans were so fitful and disjointed that she sounded completely unhinged; the pressure grew in her to a point where she could no longer handle it. Her eyes rolled back, and she orgasmed so loudly that Vel could hear the stone of the tower groan in response.
"Never mind a week. You're not going to walk right for a whole month," Vel hissed. "Your body belongs to me, and even if I turn you into a broken, fucked mess, don't you worry my sweet wife; I will always be there to take care of you after. You'll spend your life being pleasured and adored. My love. My everything. My dear Malori."
Vel didn't get an answer to that. Malori was too busy cumming her brains out. It was an incredible sight. Malori's body writhing madly, her face the picture of ecstasy as her insides clamped down on Vel and tried to milk her dry. Vel was not a patient woman at the best of times, and she certainly wasn't going to wait for her own climax, especially when the woman she loved was making such a beautiful face. She gripped Malori's hips tight and slammed home, fully hilted her massive cock in Malori's tight body, and shared a staggeringly potent climax with her.
The magic flowed between their bodies as a surge of draconic energy swept her lover's body up into a second climax. Even with all her training, Malori couldn't handle this, so Vel gave her a little help. She was going to need it. Malori's eyes flew wide as her belly was absolutely pumped full of warm draconic cum, so much that it spilled out of her drenching the sheets and painting her thighs a beautiful pearl white.
Vel's orgasm was so intense it took her breath away. Anyone even a hair weaker than her would have passed out from the dizzying pleasure, that explosion of pure bliss. The sight of her beautiful mage's stomach growing pudgy from the sheer volume of seed spilled into her made her heart sing. There was no doubt Malori was pregnant. The only question was how much.
They collapsed onto the bed together in a wet, sticky mess, Malori's arms wrapping around Vel's neck as the Demon Queen pulled her human wife into a firm embrace. Vel could feel Malori's heart beating against hers and smiled, a deep contentment washing through her.
"Happy anniversary Malori," Vel said, stroking Malori's side as she stirred her cock inside of her. "I hope you like my gift."
"I'm sure it'll be beautiful," Malori smiled.
"Mmm, I'm glad you agree," Vel purred, pulling Malori into a kiss. She was still so tight and hot inside that every tiny movement was an exquisite pleasure. The dance of their tongues was the cherry on top to all that exquisite pleasure. "Now, what did you get me?"
There was a long, awkward silence.
"You did get me a gift, didn't you?"
"Ahhh, well. I wanted to," Malori bit her lip, and her blush got so red Vel could feel the heat radiating off it. "I couldn't think what to get you, though! You already have everything!"
"So you got me nothing?" Vel laughed. All this worry and she'd never even considered Malori might be just as bad as her. Incredible.
"I just didn't know what to do! I really agonized over it, but nothing felt right." Malori said, bumping heads with Vel. "Please forgive me?"
"Oh, don't worry. I'm sure we'll devise a suitable punishment," Vel said, grinning as she pinned Malori down again. "One more round, and then we'll discuss your immediate future as my living, breathing sex toy for the next three nights."
"Oh no, whatever will I do?" Malori giggled, her legs wrapping around Vel's waist and drawing her back in.
"If you keep that attitude, a lot of things," Vel said, kissing her deeply as her fingers trailed over Malori's toned stomach, "A whole lot of things."
"I love you," Malori whispered, grabbing hold of Vel's hand and locking their fingers together. Squeezing palms and enjoying the feeling of her lover so close to her. "Love you more than anything."
"Damn right, you do," Vel smirked. "And I'm going to make sure you never forget it."
Comments
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I was expecting Malori’s gift to be sending Melathea to set up Val being the demon queen for her. It’s a wonderful story of submission and domination and the flow was so perfect, absolutely loved it.
Freya
Thank you so much this is amazing.
Freya
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