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The Alpha of Dragons

The Dorack men are brutes who come from a long line of shapeshifters. They can no longer shift and have all but lost the instincts to mate. The men are presented with human wives in hopes of breeding. But DaThoren, the brute prince of Dorack, discovers the scent of not his new human bride but the slave girl covered in dirt at her feet. She is nothing more than a dog at their feet, but she seems to pull something from DaThoren, and soon he sinks more than just his fangs into her. "Do you think to trick me into breeding you, Pet?" Only one problem, shapeshifters can't pair mate with a human. Thus begins her story, for she was never just a dog, and she is far from being human. Only a dragon can carry the seed of another dragon.

brandy_wittmer · Fantasy
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21 Chs

Alpha Female

I know we need to get moving but I need to calm down. I walk away from the camp, my mate with me. I stop suddenly, "I'm sorry I don't know what came-

I am spun and my back meets with a tree and his mouth is on mine. I respond, throwing my arms around his neck as he lifts me. He rips his mouth from me. "Don't you fucking apologize for that,"

He is holding me up with one hand and tugging at his pants with the other. Heat floods me because I know what he is about to do. My mouth covers his and it holds in my gasp as he thrust his cock into me. Gentle is gone from both our minds and I pull away from his mouth to cry out as this time, he pushes fully and forcefully into me. By the time he is buried in me, I am panting and I can feel my wall spasming against him. He moves both his arms under my butt and lays his palms flat against the tree and begins to thrust in and out of me in a wild heat. All I can do is hold on and dig my nails into his neck, "DaThoren!" I cry "DaThoren!" I say over and over.

"Pet," He growls then latches onto my mark and I cry out as my orgasm hits hard. He chuckles, still thrusting into me, "I can feel your cum dripping,"

I moan,

"My turn woman."

I moan again as my body shudders, he's trying to get another one from me. I watch his arms flex as he holds up my weight and the sight fuels my fire again, "Yes, give it to me,"

"You want it Pet?"

"Yes, yes!" I can feel another one rising,

"How bad?"

"Please," I breathe "Give it to me, harder," I demand and he goes balls deep, "Harder!"

He groans and I love the sound, "You want it inside you?"

"Yes, God DaThoren cum inside me!"

He grunts loudly and I feel him pumping his load in me. The feel is thrilling even though I'm already pregnant. He doesn't knot this time because we both know very well that I'm pregnant. We pant and he slowly removes himself from me and I groan at the loss. Cum drips out of me to the ground, "Don't look!" I snap,

He just chuckles and puts me on my feet, "That my dear is why you will never wear pants again,"

I smile "Noted,"

"Are you ok?" He breathes out a hard breath as he wills his heart to stop fluttering.

"Yes, I feel better now,"

I love the cocky grin he gives me as he snaps his pants back on.

"Can we let her bathe before we go?" I feel bad now for what I have done to Sal.

"No," He says "Her punishment stays, do not be weak,"

"I'm- "I want to say I'm not weak but part of me is.

"You have a leader in you mate, and you are the lead alpha female, it is your right and they must learn,"

"I'm not a hateful person," I glance away under his strong gaze.

"No you're not, but you are my queen and you have to show your strength or they will all treat you that way, sometimes fear is the only way to gain respect."

I sighed, I knew that feeling. I feared my old master's boot.

"Seraphina, it is ok to want respect," He makes me look at him.

My eyes shine, respect?

"You are still confused?"

"So much has happened."

"You are my meek pet one moment and my fire-breathing dragon the next," He puts his hand on my head, "I love them both, your shy blush and your mean growl, they both turn me on."

I groan because his words make me want him again. "DaThoren we have to leave,"

"Yes, yes we do," He offers me his arm and I take it. Arm and arm we go back to camp. Everyone is ready to roll out. Sal is tied up to a horse, naked and covered in mud. I sigh again, "Don't feel bad," My mate says "Her sisters are watching, it is already done."

His brothers walk up, "Can you go one day without running off to rut in the woods?" It's Rolands voice.

"No," DaThoren says flat,

"Do you want to bathe?" Roland looks at me.

 "No,"

His nose turns up "Great," He said spinning around, "Now I get to smell her sex, baby, and mud the whole fucking ride." He grumbles back to his horse.

"He hates me."

"No, he loves the smell of you,"

"Are you hard of hearing?" Surely he is wrong.

My mate laughs and takes his horse from Zim and gets on. Zim offers me his hand, "Zim," I speak his name quietly.

"Yes?"

"Are you mad at me?"

He smiles like a goofball, "Not at all sister,"

He begins to help me up,

"Zim," DaThoren speak his voice booming, "Mind your hands on my mate I would hate for my cum to drip on you,"

Zim curses and I can't help but giggle as he makes very sure not to touch my skin as he help me up and we ride off.

Morning however turned into afternoon and I could not take it anymore. "DaThoren" I wined.

"What woman."

"Please let me down,"

He sighed, though we have not been together long but he already knows me. He stops his horse which causes everyone to stop. I slide down from the horse and everyone watches me as I walk back to the last horse and stop. I had to give it to the girl, she was stronger than I gave her credit for, "Are you done?" I asked,

She spits at me, "You may have his child in you and you may get his cock but you will never be more than just a fucking dog!"

"Is that what I am?" I asked in all seriousness "Am I a dog?"

She blinks at me and I sighed. I felt bad because these daughters, they really never treated me badly back in Nim. They didn't treat me like a sister but they didn't put their hands on me as their father had. They just barked orders but for the most part, they were indifferent to me. Why the sudden hate? I began to untie her, "What are you doing?" She asks.

I didn't answer because hell, what was the point? I walked to the youngest of the sisters who took a step back from me like I was going to bite her.

"Here," I offered the rope, "Unite her and let her walk with you."

The youngest daughter took the rope in her shaking hand. Marybelle was her name.

Then I made a mistake, I turned my back.