Disclaimer: I do not own The Inheritance Cycle. I only own the OC Michael Draven/Ancalagon.
Are you okay? Ancalagon asked his mate worriedly as they arrived at the dragonhold, the only area where they could get some privacy that wouldn't be disturbed. Saphira had asked him to come with her here as she wanted to speak with him, and along the way he could see she was troubled by something. he got especially worried when he saw tears beginning to stream down her face. He quickly draped his wing over her. Hey, hey, hey, what's the matter? If it's about us having to... you know, mate, we can wait until you're ready...
It's not that. Saphira inhaled then exhaled deeply but with a shaky breath. Ancalagon... do you want children?
Ancalagon blinked in shock at the question, but seemed to understand where she was going with this. I do... do you?
I would love nothing more than to be the mother of your hatchlings. Saphira said, nuzzling the bottom of his chin. She closed her eyes, holding back a fresh wave of tears. But... I don't want to have children just yet. We simply can't.
His eyes widened. You are… capable, right?
Of course I am, but Ancalagon think about this. She looked at him seriously through her tears .If word got out that I was pregnant, that new dragons would be coming into the world soon, Galbatorix would not rest until he's hunted us down, to make our hatchlings into his slaves for his own dark purposes. He'd hunt us to the ends of these lands. She shuddered and Ancalagon's grip tightened. A bit of her old fire gleamed in her eyes. I will not have any children of mine brought into a world where they would be hunted like trophies.
The dragoness brought her head up so she could touch her muzzle to her mate's, seeking his warmth and love. Ancalagon never hesitated, and pushed his snout against her, radiating all the care and concern he could for her. But more than that, she went on. If we were to have children, we would have to go into seclusion to lay the eggs, and raise the hatchlings until they grew old enough to take care of themselves. That could take months, or longer. There is no way Eragon would leave the Varden for that long... not even for us. She bared her teeth, and an involuntary growl escaped her. And I will not leave hi-
Then we wait. Ancalagon said gently, using his tail to turn her head towards him. We will wait until Galbatorix is dead and we don't have to worry about our children's safety. I understand, Saphira, I really do. Though I would love to have children, especially with you, I don't want them brought into a land at war where they're safety is in danger every day because of a mad king. Plus… the wait will make me ready for that commitment.
You would make a wonderful father, Michael. I can already see that. Saphira growled comfortingly, nuzzling his cheek.
And you would make an amazing mother. Ancalagon said and pressed his maw against hers in a soft kiss that she eagerly responded to. However, once they pulled away, they began eyeing each other lustfully, the pull, the desire to mate… it was too much now for them to ignore it.
I think we've talked enough. Saphira said with a low, seductive growl as she laid down on her back, exposing all of her body to his wandering eyes. Mymate.
Ancalagon growled and moved so he was hovering over her, leaning down and began to slowly lick at certain parts of her neck, causing her to growl softly in pleasure as his actions got the desires and blood flowing, and her tail caressed his underbelly, which stirred his own blood and desires. The two dragons growled lustfully at one another before locking their maws together in a kiss as Saphira pulled Ancalagon down on top of her.
She could feel Ancalagon's conscious mind fighting to maintain control, just as she was battling her own instincts. However, the dragoness knew that the fight was futile, and they would both be submitting soon. Saphira pulled Ancalagon down so that his chest and stomach were pressing against hers; only their hips remained apart... but only slightly. Ancalagon's own forepaws were caressing her shoulders, and she wriggled at his touch. They pulled their heads back slightly to look each other in the eyes.
Are you ready for this? He whispered.
Yes, Saphira said breathlessly as she felt something lower on her abdomen, near her most sacred area. She stared into Ancalagon's eyes. She had never placed herself so intimately in another's hands, and she did so gladly.
With the position they were in, Ancalagon had nothing getting in the way as he entwined his tail with hers, like holding hands with another person. Saphira felt him tighten his grip on her shoulders, and she tightened hers on his sides, as their hips started to push together. Instantly, her hind legs wrapped securely around his and locked the two of them together, and she let out a gasping roar as he entered her.
Shock and pain racked her body as it adjusted to this new development. Ancalagon paused enough in his consumed state to wait until she felt ready for this. He licked at her neck, and then brought his forehead down so that he could keep his eyes locked with hers as he began his rhythm. Saphira growled in blissful pleasure with each of his powerful thrusts, hearing him pant with each of his thrusts. She felt something new transpire inside of her, the fire that had been stoked by their foreplay now raging as it was fed with each of his strikes to her insides. Saphira too was panting, the white-hot sensation of pleasure that had appeared in her shoulder before now sparked through her entire being, making it feel as if lightning were dancing across her scales.
But she was kept from the edge of the bliss that was promised in the fire that now raged inside of her, as she felt that Ancalagon was continuing to hold back perhaps because of her earlier pain and not wanting to hurt her more. Touched by his thoughtfulness, but burning with need, Saphira angled her head to nuzzle the side of his face, a soft and high pitched sound escaping her as she begged him.
To fully let go and embrace what he wanted.
He took a moment to understand her intent in his lust filled craze, but when he did, he did not disappoint her. He then began to thrust into her with earnest, his hard scales scratching at hers, growls escaping him as he drove his hips harder and harder against her. The need inside of him was becoming harder to resist, she could feel it inside of him, a building tension in his muscles that accompanied her own. Their talons clenched around each other's, their breaths were in time as they panted together. Saphira arched her back, raising her hips slightly as she wanted to bring him closer.
Don't… stop…Saphira's voice rang through his head, panting and with a tone of seductiveness mixed in with a moan.
Ancalagon growled in full agreement and sped up his thrusts, growling savagely and animalistically. Saphira wrapped her forelegs and hind legs around him to pull him closer, their tails intertwining tightly. She closed her eyes, just focused on the blissful pleasure of feeling him inside her, making her feel like the most important creature in the world. Nothing mattered in his mind but her, she was his world… as he was hers.
What felt like hours was only around twenty minutes had passed when Ancalagon felt something building within his lower region, a feeling he knew all too well from… experimentation during his younger years as a human when he was entering that stage. He closed his eyes tightly and buried his face into Saphira's neck, biting and licking as his hips moved with purpose and demand, growls and pants leaving the male dragon while moans left the dragoness beneath him.
When the need built and was about to explode, he sank his teeth into her shoulder again, his teeth fitting into the slots he had created earlier, opening the wound anew and driving it deeper. Saphira roared as she felt the searing sensation of heat burst through her body, the liquid fire in her veins detonating in an explosion that eclipsed everything she had ever felt before in her life. Ancalagon roared with her as they finished together, though his cry of pleasure was muffled slightly against her shoulder, her blood once again pooling into his mouth. Saphira felt a sudden physical heat inside of her as Ancalagon finished, pouring his seed into her with one final thrust.
She gasped at the sensation like something was tickling at her belly from the inside, and she was left gasping. A few moments passed after the initial release, and Saphira had thought that it was over, when she suddenly felt a tingling inside of her as Ancalagon released once again in a short burst. It lasted this way for a few minutes, that he would release himself inside of her, setting her flesh alight with the embers of their passion before it would stop. There would be another wait of a few minutes before he released again. Saphira was quivering with the pleasure that was rolling in waves through her, not just from their mating but also from the aftermath as well, when it finally ended.
Slowly, Ancalagon eased himself out of her. But both knew they were far from done, nor did they feel exhausted by any means. Ancalagon was slightly ashamed at how long that lasted, but his eyes lit up with desire when Saphira moved onto all fours and lowered her front, lifting her rear and moving her tail aside while growling seductively at him, need and want in her eyes.
Approaching and licking his chops, Ancalagon stood up onto his hind legs and placed his forelegs onto her back before he aligned himself and forced his dragonhood into her sacred area, now taking her in the primal, dominant position that males seem to enjoy quite a lot with their female partner.
Now more sure of himself and confident, Ancalagon thrusted with purpose, growling and panting as he did. Saphira's body shook from the force of his thrusts, her moans filling his head and he would remember them for the rest of the day in this act, and clearly more was to come in the following few days since Saphira's heat cycle will last about a week.
But none of this was on the dragons' mind at the moment, they were completely consumed by their instincts, their love, desire and want for each other. This had been what they wanted, what they had been patient for. And that patience was truly worth the feeling they were experiencing right now.
Ancalagon's claws dug into Saphira's hindquarters, and he felt her tail wrap itself around his waist to pull him closer, not wanting him to entertain the idea of pulling away anytime soon once they finished this round.
Soon, after half an hour of remaining like this, Ancalagon felt the familiar feeling again and he was all too ready for it. Forcing some logical thinking through his lustful mind, he managed to speak out to Saphira. S-Saphira… I'm…
In-inside…Saphira moaned in his head. Let me… feel it… again. I'm ready…
That was all he needed to know.
With a roar, Ancalagon gave one final thrust and emptied his seed into her for the second time in their love-making, his roar loud and echoing, scaring away any nearby animals within the area. And Saphira joined him in roaring, out of a mix of the pleasure she was experiencing as he filled her, and because she wanted to make it clear she was an officially taken dragoness now.
Ancalagon thrusted his hips a few more times until he finished shooting his seed, and he laid his front down on Saphira's back. Somehow, she managed to keep herself up with the added weight, and nuzzled him lovingly.
You… you are amazing. She said softly.
As are you. He said in just as much of a whisper as she did. Even though both had finished, they knew they were not going to be stopping anytime soon. They waited for this, to show how debuted and committed to the other they were, and they were not going to disappoint.
Again. Saphira said and laid her front back down.
Ancalagon said nothing to her demand… for he was all too eager to begin for the third round. In fact, he didn't really care how long they were going to be at this. Any logical thinking or reasoning was out of his mind, his draconic instincts now in full control.
They spent the entire night in passion...
AND FINISHED! This story is at an end! Well, it's book one in a four-part series. And not a bad way to end it though, right?
I'm going to be taking a break from the Inheritance Cycle stuff for a BIG while. A friend pointed out some truthful things to me, and I do agree that I need to step back from IC stuff for a while. It'll give me time to focus on my other stories, as well as time to plan out book 2. This means Heart of a Dragon won't be updated for a while as well. I think I'll continue by... June or July at best. Plus, I wanted to get this completed before I go on holiday on Monday.
I'm going away to a caravan park with my family for a whole week, so I'll probably not be updating anything until after that week.
But when I get back, I do want to focus on an upcoming Transformers Prime story, as well as my Alexander Redgrave series and my upcoming Prince of Olympus series.
Hope you've enjoyed this story, despite it's ups and downs, and it's flaws.