Xero's Foursome
Xerophilous
Even as I made my decision that I wanted to fly back to the Sand Kingdom, I was hoping that My Ladies would say no, if only so I wouldn't have to leave. Spirits know if they told me to, I'd never set foot in my homeland ever again, even with everything going on. That's how much I was done with it, and how much they meant to me.
Fortunately for everyone else, My Queens were pragmatic enough to realize how important this trip was, and all agreed that I had to go to the Palace. We didn't like it, but it was necessary for the future of our kingdoms. Even if it meant that we'd be away from each other for weeks, if not months.
With that in mind, we wanted to make use of the time we still had together. Better still, my hatchingday was coming up, which meant that (according to them) I was entitled to "something special". They didn't say what they had in mind, but I had a decent idea.
All that day, work was at an all-time minimum. All my responsibilities were handed off to the Council (specifically Splendor, the only one not part of my "inner circle"), as the entire day was marked with celebration and festivities. My subjects provided me all manner of tribute, from little statues to paintings to all kinds of fruits and nuts and even cake.
It was all really sweet, though it paled in comparison to what My Ladies were setting up. They kept exchanging looks with me, with each other. When they walked, they had an extra swagger to their step, their tails swaying and raised just a little higher than would be appropriate. They'd brush against me with their wings and tail, my Rainwings flapping their frill seductively, while Nessy lifted her wings now and then to show me her sparkling scales. This, I found out later, is considered an invitation among Nightwings - a signal that she's ready to breed.
During the dinner party held at the arboretum, they managed to sneak away as I was busy talking with Splendor, who was the only other original member of the Council that wasn't preoccupied with me or the war. There have been scholarly works written and debated about why I never took her as a wife, but truth be told I don't think she was that interested in me (which is fine, by the way; I don't have to have a physical or emotional relationship with every female I meet). She kept things professional like Grandeur, but none of the other councilors ever saw her flirt or date anyone else.
As the night went on and the party wound down, I started feeling tired, and decided to call it in and head to bed. Giving my good nights, I took flight and headed back to my Palace. I expected to find one or two of my queens ready and waiting for me, but even as I landed on my balcony, I was surprised and in awe by what I saw.
My queens were all in my bed, lying side-by-side. Each of them were on their backs, legs spread, pink and purple and black tails sliding in and out of their already wet slits. Maggy and Nessy held each other, deep in a passionate make out session. Batty watched them from her side, one paw rubbing her frill, the other circling her clit.
"Spirits Bless us," I swore, watching in amazement, already feeling my drakehood starting to swell.
My ladies noticed me, and as one stopped what they were doing to look at me. Their eyes roamed my body, lingering on the spot between my legs that was just now starting to emerge.
"Look who it is?" Maggy cooed, sitting up first, "It's the Hatching Day Drake. What do you say, girls? Should we give him his present for being such a good boy?"
The Queens agreed, and together all three got off the bed, circling me like hungry sharks around a carcass. I remained still, my heart starting to race in anticipation for what was to come (and cum). I felt their wings and tails trace across my body, the scent of mangos and lychees and aroused dragonesses playing upon my nose.
A pair of tails slipped between my legs, wrapping around my hardening pride. I gasped in delight, the feeling scales rubbing against my most sensitive part like a pair of boa constrictors downright heavenly. Maggy took the lead, kissing me and sneaking her tongue into my mouth. Batty and Nessy followed her lead, kissing and licking at my neck. I kissed back, letting my mind blank out at the lavish attention.
It's good to be the king.
At some point, we found ourselves in the bed. Each queen took turns, switching between having my mouth and sharing my neck. I wrapped my arms around my Rainwing lovers on either side, as Nessy laid atop me, grinding her groin against my belly. I felt my hardness slip between her Buttcheeks, my tip poking the underside of her tail. Nessy whined, pressing and rubbing her rear against me.
"The girls and I were talking," Maggy whispered, her hot breath tickling my ear, "And one of us hasn't had the pleasure of servicing you. Care if we help teach Nessy the proper way to worship a king?"
"Please," I begged, suddenly feeling lightheaded. Spirits, I thought the stories of all the blood going straight to the dick were just exaggerated. Or maybe the scents and light, loving touch of three females was too much for me to handle.
Together, they slid down my body, kissing and licking my chest and belly and where my wings met my sides. The little trails of saliva made me thankful that construction of the new master bathroom had been finished earlier in the week, as well as a steady supply of charcoal and mint-sticks. We were all tired of either having to sneak off to Maggy's pool to clean up, or hope a rain shower could pass by so we didn't smell of sex all day. It's not exactly "kingly" to meet councilors or dignitaries with morning pussy-breath.
By the time they reached my crotch, my pride was at full height, twitching with arousal. The Queens needed no prompting as they started to service me, each of them licking a side of my cock. I watched them worship me, sometimes stopping to lick each other, sometimes paying extra attention to the veins and ridges of my drakehood.
"I must've died and gone to Heaven," I murmured, "I can't imagine anything better than this."
"Oh, but we're just getting started," Maggy giggled, turning to the others, "Nessy, watch and learn. Batty, let's show her how it's done."
With practiced ease, our bodyguard slid her tongue up my length, holding it in place as she took me into her mouth. I bit my lip, grunting in absolute pleasure as her wet, tight throat massaged my length. She bobbed her head up and down, looking up at me and winking playfully as her tongue caressed my base. She was always the best at oral, and if I could thank all the drakes who helped her get that good, I would.
After several seconds of work, she pulled back, a line of saliva connecting my pride to her mouth. Maggy handed me off to Batty, My True Queen licking her lips hungrily. Her technique was different: she kissed my tip, and lowered her head as I filled her mouth with my length. Batty pushed down, descending until her nose pressed against my crotch. She'd become a lot better at oral since our first time: aside from her wincing eyes, I couldn't tell she had any trouble worshiping me, as she moved up and down, moaning lustfully around my meat. She held onto my thighs, her frill flaring in a lustful display of dominance - as if to say, "We may all be his wives, but I'm HIS Queen, and no one can satisfy him like I can."
"Spirits, Batty," I moaned, "If you keep this up, I'm not going to last long."
My Queen pulled back, gasping for breath as my cock popped out of her mouth. "Hold on, my love," She said, letting my rod rest on her muzzle, "Wait until our youngest lover has a taste." She handed me off to the Nightwing, who took me as if I was a valuable treasure. She stroked me gently, covering me in the gentlest of kisses.
"Xero," She said in between her worship, "When you get close, don't be afraid to be… rough with me. I'm a big girl too, I can take it. When you feel yourself get close… Don't be afraid to grab my horns, hold me down and fuck my throat until my belly's full of your seed."
My jaw fell open, gobbsmacked, as the Rainwings looked proudly at her. Nessy looked at me expectantly, gently stroking and kissing and licking my cock. All I could think to say was, "Yes, ma'am."
Smiling lustfully, she licked my underside one more time, then took all of me in one go. I bit my lip, trying not to moan too loud as her tongue and throat squeezed my cock - I didn't want to give the impression of favoritism, even as she felt so spirits-damned good. Her eyes were closed as she bobbed her head: not forcing herself, but focusing entirely on satisfying me. Her pearl earrings jingled with each move, her black scales glistening in the light.
"There you go, girl!" Maggy cheered, placing a wing on her back.
"That's it!" Batty urged, "You're doing great, Nessy."
I balled my paws into fists, the pleasure overwhelming. How could this be happening to me? Greatness was a Nightwing Princess, last of an ancient line of royalty that went back thousands of years. She was the heir to a legacy and heritage that stood above every other tribe… and yet here she was, sucking my cock like every one of Scald's gold digging sluts. This powerful dragoness was purring and moaning with unbridled need, her tongue savoring every inch of me. She hungered for my seed, desperate to be bred by me. She HAD been bred me, and Spirits Willing, I'd put more eggs in her again someday. My Nightwing. My Princess…
I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed one of her horns, holding her in place as I started bucking my hips into her mouth. I growled as I thrusted hard and fast, my wife gagging and whimpering as I throat-fucked her. Nessy gagged and whimpered and slurped, hardly even bothered as my cock slammed against the back of her throat again and again. The Rainwings watched her expectantly, their scales turning gold with pride.
"Nessy," I moaned, "Oh Nessy. I'm gonna, I'm about to…"
I went autopilot for a moment. As I found myself going over the edge, I held her down, her mouth firmly pressed against my crotch. I moaned loudly and lewdly as fire ran through my body and I came. Cum shot into her mouth with every throb and pulse, shooting down her throat and into her belly. She gagged once or twice, her paws squeezing my thighs tightly, but she didn't tap me to break. As I felt myself peak and start coming down, I half-thrusted into her mouth a few more times before I pulled her off, giving her a chance to breathe. A pair of fresh spurts of cum shot out of my cock as she pulled back, covering her tongue and muzzle in white. She moaned her approval, and I had a brief glimpse of her mouth full of cum before she swallowed.
"Fffffuuck me," I sighed, "You're amazing, love."
She smiled and giggled, my load having made her suddenly giddy. "You said cum tasted bitter," She said between laughs, turning to Maggy, "But he tastes great! It was like… like, a desert oasis, with a hint of mango. I could drink it all day!"
"Most males that aren't fruit-eating Rainwings have bitter cum," Maggy said, "At least, that's what my friends who've blown other Tribes tell me. Fortunately, we've shown our King the value of a healthy diet, haven't we?"
I nodded, sighing happily as I leaned back into bed. My cock went soft in their paws, both of us needing time to recoup. "So," I asked, resting my paws behind my head, "What's next?"
"I have a request," Maggy said, licking the line of cum off Nessy's nose, "Since I'm going to be gone for a long time, too. I've been with each of you and Xero-" She pointed to the other Queens, "-But I've yet to see you girls do anything together. I would love nothing more than to see you two 'kiss and make up', if you know what I mean."
Batty and Nessy looked at each other - the latter blushing, the former's lustful magenta tinted with embarrassed pink. I looked back at them, as I realized Maggy had a point: My Queens had been a lot friendlier since they made up, but I'd yet to see them do anything more intimate than hug and snuggle. The thought of my mates going at it for our viewing pleasure struck me as an awesome idea, so I said, "I'd like to see that, if you two were okay with it."
"Oh?" Batty uttered, "Um-"
"I mean," Nessy added, "If you both really want to-"
"If you're up for it, Nessy. You're-"
"Only if you're cool with it-"
"Xero, scoot over," Maggy said, climbing onto bed next to me, gently pushing me, "I've waited weeks for this."
The smaller Rainwing and Nightwing looked at each other. Nessy looked back at us, then away. It was curious and amusing that a few seconds ago she was all for servicing me in front of our partners, but was suddenly a wilting flower at the prospect of making out with a former rival. Batty, sensing her faltering resolve, took the lead, standing on her hind legs as she propped herself up on Nessy's shoulders.
"You know," She purred, delicate claws caressing her cheek, "I can admit now that I've always been a little jealous of you, Nessy. You are, by far, the most beautiful Nightwing I've ever met. The stars on your wings, the way your eyes change color in the light, the curves of your body. I don't think I could picture a more gorgeous 'ness if I tried. Combined with your intelligence and your positive attitude, you're just a complete package."
"…Oh," Nessy said, smiling shyly, leaning into the Rainwing's paw, "Well, I think you're very cute, too. Pink is my favorite color. And… well, you're a very kind 'ness. I came into your lives out of nowhere, and caused you all so much trouble. Despite everything, you still found it in you to forgive me and welcome me into your home. I don't know if I could've done that, if our places were reversed. I know mother wouldn't. You're a stronger female than you give yourself credit for."
"As are you."
They looked into each other's eyes, and in a manner that must've been identical to my first kiss, their lips met. It was gentle and loving, starbursts of yellow sparkling across the Rainwing's back. After a few seconds, they pulled back, enjoying the sensations they were no doubt feeling, before kissing each other again - harder and more passionately, this time. Nessy rubbed Batty's frill with one paw, the other sliding down her back and resting on her hips. Batty pressed her chest against the Nightwing, and I could catch a glimpse of her tongue slipping into Nessy's mouth.
There are few things as hot as watching two females make out - not just with each other, but putting on a show for you. My cock, which hadn't fully retracted back in me, began to swell and grow again at this display. I was about to start working myself and enjoy the show, when I noticed Maggy had already beaten me to it. I glanced over to see her tail deep in her cunt, wiggling like a snake as it parted her folds and rubbed her clit. Her scales had turned a deep magenta, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. She noticed me looking, glancing between me and my dick.
"Need help with that?" She offered, her tail sliding out of her and slithering up my leg.
"Maybe," I smirked, leaning against her, "Don't you?" I reached out to her crotch, my claws tracing the lines and edges of her slit.
She smiled, and her tail coiled around my cock like a boa constrictor as my claws pressed into her folds. Yellow starbursts popped across her magenta-colored body, and we pleasured each other as we watched our lovers make out.
If that wasn't living my best life, I didn't know what was.
The girls were getting more handsy as time went on. Batty's tail slid up Nessy's legs, her tip rubbing her slit and her nub. Moaning and not to be outdone, the Nightwing reached down, her talons gently stroking her lover's cunt. Talons and tail penetrated each other, my Queens moaning and kissing and licking each other.
"Fuck me, this is hot," Maggy panted, her tail pumping my dick harder and faster. I tried to match her pace, moving my claws faster and harder as they became slick with her fluids. She craned her neck against me, her frill brushing against my chin.
"Careful," I grunted, "You keep this up, I'm going to coat our girls in my spunk."
"Oh, we can't have that." She released her grip on me, leaning away from my talons. I looked at her in confusion, and she scoffed playfully. "It's not a proper foursome until we're all together. Girls, time out for a moment. I want us to try something different."
Batty and Nessy stopped, breaking their kiss to stare into each other's eyes, panting as a thin line of saliva connected them. Paw and tail fell from their nether regions, also slick with lust. Maggy hopped off the bed, sliding under it as she looked for something. After spending a few seconds with her rump wiggling high in the air, she came back up with a curious, phallus-shaped wooden toy.
"You girls ever used a dildo before?" She asked, showing them the sculpture. They both stared, awestruck at the tool the size of their forelegs.
"Here's what I'm thinking," She instructed, "Nessy, roll onto your back for me. Batty, raise your tail nice and high our king. Xero, why don't we mount our queens while they keep making out for us?"
The girls hesitated for a moment, then complied. Nessy rolled on her back, spreading her legs nice and wide. Batty raised her rump high, lifting her tail and revealing her glistening slit. They positioned themselves so that the Nightwing was looking up at Fruit Bat, nose to nose. I got off the bed, crawling over to where the girls were, my dick twitching and slapping my belly in anticipation. Maggy climbed above Greatness, purring as her tail inserted one end of the dildo inside her. Nightwing and Rainwing Queens continued to stare at each other as we mounted them, cock and toy ready to enter them.
"You girls ready?" Maggy asked, getting into position. Nessy nodded, and Batty flashed yellow in agreement.
"I'm always ready for you girls," I told them, climbing over Batty (I still was hesitant of putting my whole weight on my smallest Queen, despite her insistence that she could handle me). My belly slid across her wings and back, until I felt my tip touch her warm, moist lips, our bodies shivering from the contact.
"Alright then. Let's have ourselves a proper foursome." With that, Maggy thrusted herself into Nessy, the toy sliding into her with surprising ease. The Nightwing moaned lustfully, only to be cut off as Batty kissed her again, her tongue wrestling and dominating the larger-yet-younger 'ness. As my queens made love with each other, I pressed my drakehood against Batty's slot. Like a lock and key, I slid into her hot, tight hole, my eyes fluttering from the pleasure that swarmed my still-sensitive member. Batty moaned into Nessy's mouth, ripples of magenta and yellow dancing across her body.
We started thrusting. Batty's tail coiled around mine, holding me in place even as I risked placing some of my weight on her. She pressed back against me, not to get me off but to show how much she enjoyed me. Nessy wrapped her legs around Maggy's waist, muffling the [i]schlick-schlick-schlick[/i] of the dildo sliding in and out. Maggy looked at me almost haughtily, clearly proud to be bringing so much pleasure to a princess with a mere toy. We looked at each other for a long moment, before I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers. She kissed back eagerly, and soon our tongues danced with each other. Below us, Nessy whined happily, enjoying the show above her.
Only true alpha males can satisfy three females at once.
It didn't take long for the four of us to get close again. Nessy hooked her legs around Maggy, locking her in. Maggy started going harder and faster, her tail spanking her black hide. I worked to match her tempo, my thrusts clapping against my wife's rump with the same power and speed.
"Come on, My King," Maggy whispered, "Finish your Queen as I finish mine. Breed her nice and hard, just like you did our first night." Batty agreed, moaning into Nessy's mouth and playing catch-and-release with my dick.
Who was I to deny my Queen?
I went harder and faster, letting pleasure take me. I let my tail curl around hers, and I leaned down to bite onto Batty's neck. She broke her kiss to howl, and I felt her walls clench around my dick. Her climax was quickly followed by my own, and I growled as I hilted in her and came. Her whole body shuddered as I coated her inner walls with thick white essence, breeding her once again. Nessy, watching all this, came about three seconds later, howling loudly as she wrapped her limbs around Maggy.
We all rode out our collective orgasm together, thrusting and gripping and moaning against one another for the better part of a minute. Batty's legs gave out from under us, and I fell on top of her, feeling some of my seed squirt out of her cunt. I adjusted myself so I wasn't crushing her, but her strong tail held me close, reassuring me that she was enjoying this.
"Oh Xero," Batty crooned beneath me, "You're like a good coffee - every time I take you in, you taste better and better. If I hadn't just had your eggs…"
"Maggy's not so bad, either," Nessy added, wiggling happily under the large Rainwing. Gently rubbing her chest, she added, "She might not have your heat or that explosive finish you have, but her tail feels every bit as good as you."
"High praise, indeed," Maggy said, pulling her tail out with a schlorp, "That pussy of yours is awesome. Tasty and tight as any Rainwing, I'd say." Nessy blushed, turning away to nuzzle Batty. Batty nuzzled back, and my heart warmed at their growing affection. Maggy started turning a rose pink, her love for them just as strong as mine.
"What about you, Maggy?" Batty asked, lifting her head up, "You haven't got off yet, have you?" Maggy blinked, and shrugged.
"It's okay," She assured us, "I don't need to get off every time for these nights to be fun."
"But we want to make you cum," Nessy insisted, sitting up now, "We want to make you feel as good as you make us feel." The Nightwing sat up, lovingly rubbing her chest, claws leaving lines of magenta on her scales. "Please, Maggy? Won't you grant your Queens this one wish?"
Majestic stared at the two queens, her frill flapping once. Then she looked up at me with a seductive gaze, her tail swaying behind her. "I guess that depends on how My King is feeling," She purred, going back to her spot a few minutes ago, "He did just finish a second time tonight. Not many males have that kind of stamina."
"He does," Batty assured us, slipping out from under me, "We've been working building that up for months. He's got enough for each of his Queens, don't you, dear?" She turned to look at me, batting her gorgeous eyes at me.
I sighed, chuckling ruefully. "The spirit's always willing," I admitted, "But the body's still sore and tired from two rounds. I might need help finishing the deal."
"I think that can be arranged." Fruit Bat looked at each other and nodded, thinking the same thoughts. Both of them got up, scooting around behind us and pushing us together. The Nightwing took Maggy from behind, letting her lean back and lie down, resting upon her chest. Batty walked around me, pushing me closer. I landed atop her, my limp dick slapping against her belly. Maggy stared lovingly at me, her warm paw taking my member and gently stroking it.
"Does My King enjoy all this attention?" Maggy purred, rubbing my chest, "Having three 'nesses lavish you every day? I'm going to have my work cut out for me, handling your new libido out in that desert. I'll hardly be able to walk in front of those other queens, as I have you plow me over and over again."
"I wonder if his cock will get sore," Nessy wondered aloud, "Riding you every night without us. If you aren't taking soldiers and groupies as well."
"Never!" I said, quick and defensive, "I'd never cheat on any of you! I'm beyond blessed to have you in my life, and I don't need anyone else to satisfy my needs."
"Who said anything about cheating?" Maggy countered, her tail coiling around my cock, "I'd be scouting for you. I've wondered what a female version of my king would feel like and taste like. Better yet, maybe we can invite some lovely Mudwings or Icewings to our bed - for the sake of diplomatic relations, of course."
I blinked, trying to process her words as she guided me in. She was okay with me sleeping around? I looked at Nessy and Batty, and they seemed alright with it (or at least, not offended). Was it really that simple? We're they cool with me hooking up with other females, so long as one of them signed off on it?
Truly, I was blessed to have such open-minded and trusting mates. I'd be a fool to ever lose them.
I was drawn back to the moment as I felt my tip touch her slit. My dick, still sensitive, ached as I thrusted, sliding into her wet cunt. We moaned as we connected, sliding in until our crotches touched. I slid until I hilted her, leaning close enough for our noses to touch.
"Well?" She purred, wrapping her legs around me, "Whatcha waiting for? Breed me like a proper bitch."
I didn't need any further encouragement. I started thrusting again, moaning with excruciating delight as I felt her folds enveloping me again and again. Ripples of magenta pleasure ran across her body with each buck of my hips, her eyes never leaving mine. Our paws traveled each other's bodies, as Batty and Nessy joined in on the fun. Maggy curled her tail around me, her legs licking around my waist as she held me in place. Her scales were getting brighter, her pants and moans higher, and I knew she was getting close. I however still had a ways to go, and I knew she was going to blow before I did. The others also seemed to notice this as well, and out of the corner of my eye I could see a mischievous thought pass between them.
"Remember our first time at the waterfall?" She whispered. I had a moment of realization, and I felt her tail climb along my legs. I was about to protest as she bit my fin, her tip pressing against my vent. It circled and rubbed against me, stretching and loosening me up as I kept thrusting. As much as I didn't want to admit it, the feeling wasn't unpleasant. Indeed, I felt pressure starting to build faster between my legs. Was I into this? Did I like having my ass played with? Was I a tail-biter? Was I-?
I didn't have much more time to process this when I felt her tail slip in my vent. Electric fire ran through my whole body, and I moaned with surprised delight as I started humping faster. Batty held me tight, grinding her hips against my tail with equal fervor as I felt her press against my prostate. Nessy licked at Maggy's frill, her paw reaching down and rubbing her nub. Maggy looked deep into my eyes, grabbed my horn, and pulled me down for a kiss. She pulled me over the edge with her, and I spilled into her. She went through the rainbow, glowing so bright I could see her colors with my eyes closed. I felt wings wrap around us, my three queens and I enclosed in our little world. All three started kissing my neck and face, as I nuzzled my mate with equal affection. Batty bit at my fin as she pulled her tail out, and I shuddered as I spurted the last few drops from my spent unit. We collapsed in a pile on that bed, suddenly exhausted yet satisfied.
"Thank you, my loves," I whispered, kissing them each on the cheek, "This was the best hatchingday gift I've ever had."
"Anything for our king." Maggy sighed, closing her eyes.
"For the drake who made us queens." Batty agreed, burying her muzzle in my shoulder.
"For the one who showed us true love." Nessy whispered, running her paws across our sides.
I rested my head on Maggy's shoulder, and as our necks intertwined, we each let slumber take us…