“Again!” a lithe blue dragoness shouted in her golden armor. The morning sun was glistening and reflecting off her opponent.

Spike groaned as he got back up. Morning trainings with Ember always tended to be this challenging and left him sore by the end of it, no matter how much he improved.

Many things have happened since Spike had his greed-induced growth spurt. In the aftermath of everything he was even holding the Bloodstone Scepter, which somehow ended with him becoming the new Dragon Lord, much to his own surprise.

It took him quite a few lust-filled rounds until he snapped out of his greed, and discovered he had laid, or more precisely, claimed three of his friends in quite a few rounds of fun-filled poundings. He was panicking at first as this realization set in, fearing he had irredeemably damaged their friendships, as well as the bond with his surrogate sister. But soon enough, he learned that none of the females were objecting to his more than unsubtle advances.

Torch didn’t even object when he found them, instead he was quite satisfied Ember found a worthy dragon to claim her. The new Dragon Lord no less.

Words couldn’t even begin to describe the awkwardness and randomness of everything that had transpired as it took quite a bit of time until it all slowly settled in.

First off, he had to declare the three of them his suitors for now, so that none of the dragons would even get the idea of harming his pony friends. He also forbade other dragons from harming ponies, and instead, if push came to shove lead them directly to him. Two assurances are better than one after all.

The suitor idea, as well as the law of not harming ponies and other intelligent species, was of course Twilight’s idea. She, as well as his other friends were doing their best to help him in his new role, but were also making some obvious moves on him. A result of an agreement between the three.

Spike had found out that they all agreed to court him to then let him decide who to take as his mate. These mares and dragoness were quite adamant about it, and didn’t stray from being competitive as they all tried to prove their worth to Spike, which often also ended with Spike being laid.

Spike was a very happy dragon in that regard to say the least.

Yes, he may have viewed them as friends and one as surrogate sister, but he was a rather horny baby dragon in mind. Or, a teenager maybe from the mindset seeing his maturity. So, having three beautiful females fighting over him was quite attractive to him. Even more so since he found out his two mare suitors are quite the sluts to go around. Really attractive ones nonetheless.

It was rather hard to deny his suitors after that day they begged for dragon cock. Both of his pony friends were dragon-cock-addicted, and needing him just as much as he enjoyed needing them to relieve some stress from ruling a nation.

Ember was hereby just as cock-addicted as his other two suitors after he had claimed her. Though this came as a surprise since Ember was a virgin back then and he ended up being her first. Or more precisely, the first who was strong enough to overpower her. Something the dragoness explained in a rather huffing tsundere way that he couldn’t help but find endearing.

The cock-addiction led to the mares also being open to more depraved acts, going as far as enjoying other dragons as well. At first, Spike felt his greed act up at that, but his mind also quickly established the pure delicious perversity of this situation of his sexy pony friends being some kind of dragon whores or public sluts.

Not that Ember would go at it with another dragon. She was way too proud for that. But his two pony friends seemed much more prone to that idea. Not to mention...less violent considering the bruises he earnt daily in the training sessions with Ember.

This was one of Ember’s contributions to show her worth. To train the new Dragon Lord into a ferocious and fearsome warrior. Into somedragon strong enough to lead a nation. Day after day she would literally kick him out of his bed, and then drag him (if necessary) by his tail to his personal training grounds, which were essentially Ember’s training grounds. He after all as a ruler took over the seat of power, and Ember lived at said seat of power with her father. Though Spike always marked the seat as not only his, but also hers and his other pony friends, Ember still was adamant to title it differently. Just as she titled herself to be his claim. Ember was weird like that, but Spike figured that she was just raised differently and quite more possessively unlike Equestria where homes normally didn’t have locks. Also yes, caves don’t have locks either, but dragons are actually setting up traps that spew fire right in the faces of anyone that intrudes uninvited. So, there was that.

Spike in any case was just dusting himself off as he was facing the tsundere dragoness again, who had crossed her arms in a huffing manner, clearly not satisfied right now.

“No slacking Spike! You still have a long way to go until you are worthy of wearing the title of Dragon Lord!” Ember mocked in a disapproving and challenging glare through her helmet.

One has to note that out of his three suitors, Ember definitely was the one who was going to be the hardest on him.

Spike huffed, “It’s hard to fight with you showing off your crotch all the time.”

She was also the biggest tease out of the three.

The young Dragon Lord’s words held true. Ember might have been wearing her armor, but she had...modified it a tad.

After seeing how fiercely Rarity and Twilight were sexually seducing Spike, she decided to up her game as well, and therefore made her armor crotchless. With other words she made it so her crotch area of her suit was cut out and with that always on full view. This normally wouldn’t draw any attention some might think since dragons are normally naked, but the design practically drew attention to that very special part of hers. An attention the dragoness seemed to revel in.

It was also an idea which came to her after going to his room to wake him and stepping on one of his dirty magazines. Sure, Spike was embarrassed as he woke up and noticed her reading through his smut collection with interest, but he also found it hot. Albeit not hot enough to not hide his smut. A fact that made Ember roll her eyes. He certainly could act like a hatchling from time to time.

Anyway, after discovering his crotchless fetish, she made sure to often use it during their training sessions to her advantage, going as far as distracting Spike and even stepping over him when he was down to give him a better view. Ember also certainly found out she enjoyed teasing the other dragons with that armor. It was creepily enough funny for her to then beat them up without mercy, showing off her own strength and feeling great while doing it.

Spike could certainly understand why the dragons preferred his more approachable pony suitors over her. Especially with how badly he was aching. Ember was a real piece of work, and she made quite sure that their sexy times always had to be earned the hard way. And considering he hadn’t had his dose of dragon pussy this morning, he was quite eager to earn it.

Ember meanwhile huffed smugly, “Well, a Dragon Lord has to always be ready to fight. Never to let himself get distracted by such carnal desires. Though in my case, you’re supposed to be the Dragon Lord, so get your ass up and just take what you want! Claim me if you have the balls!”

“That...doesn’t even make any sense,” Spike simply whined in response, but charged regardless, even with his large cock standing erect proudly with his yet untended morning wood.

Ember simply used her wings to quickly dive to the left to avoid him, while also tripping him up another time. His form quickly plunged into the ground yet again.

“It does make sense if you’re the one eating dirt,” she said, walking to him and using her scaled foot to turn him on his back. She then stepped over his head, presenting the beautiful scaley slit directly before him, “And seeing as you’re being too much of a pussy right now, you might just have to go without claiming me todaack!” she cried out as Spike quickly grabbed her leg, bringing her to fall.

Spike then quickly got on top of her, but Ember tried to give him a headbutt. Luckily the drake managed to avoid it, but didn’t see her knee coming up to meet with his stomach, pressing the air out of him. An opportunity Ember quickly used to turn the tides around and press him onto the ground again.

“Is that all?!” she roared with a teasing grin as Spike growled, grabbing her frame and throwing her hard to the ground, making her gasp. The drake was about to pounce her, but Ember rolled out of the way, quickly standing up before taking off to the sky, spreading her pussy lips, and revealing the velvety insides for him to see, “Oh, the little drake wants to play? To sink his cock into a dragon princesses pussy? Then you best work for it! Flying lesson is right up!” she continued to mock taking to the sky.

Spike himself quickly took to the sky as well. It was one of the things that came soon after the change of his body. Some large, slender wings. They certainly seemed elegant and made Rarity swoon. Of course it wasn’t that easy from the start seeing as he had to go through a molt first for them. Ember luckily explained the situation and equally as luckily both Rarity and Twilight were against kicking him out to fend for himself during the molt despite them disliking his smell and it pretty much being dragon tradition. It was a bit of a strange time where he had to postpone his job as Dragon Lord and also with Ember feeling conflicted since she pretty much planned to kick his ass out. Not out of maliciousness mind you but simply to have an opportunity to have him on his own and train to get stronger. Ember came around of course and put up with his smell as well. She wasn’t eager to leave Spike alone with his pony friends after all. Soon enough the drama was at least over with a pair of wings to show for it. Well, a pair of wings Spike had no clue how to use. Though he had two very close friends to show him.

So with that both Ember and Twilight were both doing their best in teaching him how to fly. Well, Ember more did this by throwing him off a cliff or later then beating his flank up mid-air, while his surrogate sister was more of a theoretical teacher, which often ended up with him taking a nap during said lectures, much to her chagrin and frustration. But thankfully the few practical lessons were somewhat helpful, seeing as she could actually speak from experience when it comes to receiving wings very late in her life. It didn’t work out perfectly though seeing as dragon and pony flying were way different. Who knew? In the end the most help he had was from his unofficial third teacher.

It took him a month, but now at least he felt quite confident with his flying skills. It was not on par with Rainbow’s, but certainly above average, thanks to his capable teachers.

A capable teacher he was quite eager to show his progress in that area as he flew after her.

The wind gliding along his scales, certainly was a rather freeing experience and he could understand why Rainbow was so into it as he gave chase to the dragoness.

Ember looked back, noticing him quickly approaching. A grin formed onto her snout again as she suddenly looped going for a confrontation.

Spike didn’t mind as he started to block as soon as she came in reach and tried to attack him with a punch. His arm hurt a bit from the block, feeling another small bruise forming before he quickly tried to land his own punch. But Ember, being as svelte and nimble as she was, had her wings flapped back, and got out of reach before sending a huge gout of violet and red fire at him.

Spike retorted with his own, his green flames cutting through her by sheer force. This was his opportunity, so he flew directly through the dissipating flames, surprising Ember as she saw him coming onto her too late, before she was tackled.

The drake quickly pressed her back to his stomach, wrapping his arms around her slender form as his cock rubbed along her slit. This made her moan as her own juices leaked onto the heated rod. She then chuckled.

“Guess you really can put your back into it if you want.”

“I had a good teacher,” Spike said with a loving nuzzle to her head.

Ember blushed slightly at this action before huffing out some smoke, “J-Just get to it! Geez! S-Stupid pony-loving wuss,” she grumbled. Something that only amused the drake. Her tsundere way was cute, and in a strange way he couldn’t quite pinpoint, it made him even harder.

Something he was sure to use against this tsundere dragoness.

Ember yelped as Spike pulled her body upwards, before quickly yanking her downwards, aiming directly for his cock and impaling the young dragoness, causing her to squeal.

Her cheeks burned even brighter at this as Spike started up his thrusting, groaning in satisfaction as her velvety pink walls gripped tightly and possessively around his shaft, seemingly pulling him in on her own accord, even when her upper mouth stated differently...

“S-Stupid!”

*THRUST*

“I-Insolent!”

*THRUST*

“L-Little!”

*THRUST*

“Lizard!”

*THRUST*

“W-With!”

*THRUST*

“Y-Your!”

*THRUST*

“S-Stupid!”

“C-Coaaaaaaahhh!” she moaned out all too whorishly, as her juices suddenly squirted around his cock, announcing her first climax of the day. The naughty juices raining down right below.

Spike of course didn’t stop, fucking her right through her climax and enhancing it with each strong thrust of his draconic pole. Ember could do barely more than wail in ecstasy from the treatment.

As Ember came down from her high she let her eyes roam over the land below, before she noticed something specific. Said thing being a group of dragons clearly watching the spectacle unfold, leering at her body with greedy gazes that made the dragoness shiver. They were even going as far as to masturbate to her armored and crotchless form being fucked hard by the Dragon Lord.

Ember’s cunt just got a lot more welcoming at the exhibitionistic stimulation. It was clamping down on his hot rod in clear need.

This wasn’t new for Spike either. Ember loved to be watched as she was dominated. Often enough she flew in plain sight of other dragons, taking the fight there, just so he could get her and fuck her to her heart's content. Heck, he was quite sure she could have actually easily evaded him back there since she probably knew he was using the flames as cover.

“F-Freaking w-weirdo. G-Getting off on showing off your claimed m-mate, a-aren’t ya? Y-You f-freaking pervert!” Ember grunted out, trying to muffle her pleased sounds, but failing horribly. Just as her pussy failed horribly to mask her enjoyment.

Ember’s denial also was one of her weird traits. She loved to tease him even during their heated mating sessions. Not that Spike minded. It actually made it interesting and more fun to fool around like that.

“Says the one squirting on my cock already. And I feel you already cumming another time, just from being watched,” he couldn’t help but point out with a grin.

“N-No! I-It’s your a-and your stupid f-fat cock’s fault!” she denied.

“Oh, really? Then let’s see what you do if I do THIS!” he exclaimed as he grabbed her legs now, making her body fall from the comfortable position on his back so it was dangling towards the ground where she was directly facing the perverted crowd below. Spike even lowered their height somewhat, to give them a better view, something that made Ember squeal as she then started to climax yet again. Though this time the juices rained down her luscious form. Running along on her armor and beneath it, making her a sticky mess as she felt the flow of her perverted juices run along her neck and head, before drippling down through her helmet and the dragons below them.

Said dragons crowded around the dripplets, opening their mouths and drinking her perverted juices right in. Something that made her blue cheeks and entire head turn red from embarrassment and arousal.

Her moans getting more high-pitched and whorish the more time dragged on. Wet squelches could be heard as her fuckhole was producing more and more juices, letting them flow along her form and armor, more and more rivers forming and dripping from her arms too as the crowd drank it all in, in the truest sense of the word.

“A-Are you close yet, y-you perv?” Ember asked to which Spike shook his head.

“Not yet. But I can tell you’re close. How about giving these thirsty dragons more of your juices to drink?” he said before pulling her up, and sheathing her hard on his large snatch-splitting pole yet again. This resulted in a lustful scream and a spray of her juices against his crotch, which flowed and rained down on her, defiling her armor and body further as the dragons continued to drink from her sexual juices like it was delicious nectar. Something that it in all honesty was for these horny dragons.

Spike flew down even lower while the wet slaps continued to fill the air and Ember saw the dragons getting closer and closer. They were just a body length away now, their sexual musk coming off their cocks reaching her nostrils, making them flare as she took deep whiffs. She even saw the pre that was smearing said draconic shafts and their scaled hands as they groaned and grunted up at her, clearly checking the slutty dragoness out that was hiding inside of her armor. Not that her armor actually did anything to make her feel any less exposed with how she knew her snatch was clearly on full view as Spike’s pink cock speared it again and again with each wet naughty slap.

It was then that Spike grunted, his cock violently throbbing, “I-I’m getting close now!” he announced, making Ember’s heart flutter as she felt her cunt grip him all the needier now, pulling him into her wet folds that were begging for a filling.

“T-Then cum! C-Claim and mark me! S-Show me that you’re worth your t-title!” the blue dragoness breathed out hotly and lustily.

And then Spike came. One last time he had pulled out, showing off his glistening rod, before shoving it all the way back into Ember, stretching her pussy out to the max and hilting. He roared as his cock suddenly shot of his first spray of searing hot dragon cum, which was quickly followed by another, seeping into Ember’s sensitive pink folds, and making her squeal one last time as she came as well.

But they weren’t the only ones that came, as almost simultaneously other roars went off, followed by the throbbing cocks below jerking violently and shooting out a fountain of cum. Ember was surprised as wet, slimy streaks of dragons seed shot on her armored face, seeping through the helmet and landing on her blue lips. More shots followed, splattering on her armor, arms, legs, even her back and front while Spike simply continued to pump her snatch full with his own, but soon overflowed, running down on her scales and down her neck and head. Spike took that time to buck into her again lustfully, and repeatedly, widening her slutty hole for all to see.

Ember spasmed and came again, even after her seemingly final one hasn’t even ended yet. The perversion of the situation being too much for her lithe body as her back arched and eyes rolled up into her head, even as pleasure was crashing down on her again and again. Each new splatter of cum on her body and armor, each new thrust of her mate, and each new animalistic roar and river of cum running along her body, setting the sensitive dragonesses off, making her wail in pure orgasmic bliss.

By the time they were done, her whole armor was streaked in white gooey sperm. Not to mention the inside of her armor what was practically overflowing as it seeped out of it. Ember could only gurgle happily as she slowly glided from Spike’s cock.

She was about to fall into a barrage of horny dragons, but didn’t find the strength to care. Just as she was about to slip, Spike grabbed her hand, pulling her up and carrying her bridal style.

Ember could only look up at him in a delightfully lusty haze. Her cheeks were burning and her heart thumping inside her chest wildly as she noticed his caring gaze. It made her feel weak and vulnerable. And that, much to the dragonesses confusion, in the most blissful of ways. She would have loved to cuddle up to him, but the vestiges of her still somewhat clear mind forbade her from doing such an embarrassing and pony-like action. So she simply enjoyed Spike doing that by himself, pressing the side of her body to him while carrying her bridal style. It made her hum happily as he carried her off to the Royal Bathhouse.

She felt a genuine smile form across her lips, even as her eyes slowly fluttered shut, her own exhaustion slowly setting in and making her slowly fall asleep. She felt safe. She felt cared for. And yes, she felt loved.

She was fully aware that she wasn’t good at showing her feelings, as this wasn’t something dragons did, and that she actually didn’t think she had that much of a chance to actually swoon Spike over his pony friends. They knew him far longer than her, and also better understood the society he grew up in. She was at a big disadvantage and still...she didn’t want to give up. She couldn’t give up. She wanted and needed him in her life. He made her feel things she didn’t think were possible. So she would fight for him. As her mate and hopefully in the end, as his one true love.

Author's Note

Four Chapters in Total. One will follow every day. I hope you all did enjoy the first and if so will enjoy the others as well! Leave some comments below if you feel like it. I always love to hear feedback!