After carefully setting out his bed and finally getting it just to his liking, despite how hard it had been to get the two dragonesses to understand what he wanted in the way of pillows and sheets, Feng took a step back, he held his fingers up against his short, wolfy muzzle and cocked his hips to the side. Yes, that would do nicely, quite nicely … as long as he didn't inquire too deeply into where his dragoness friends had found all these niceties for him.

As he looked at it, though, the realization suddenly dawned on him – though he hadn’t thought about it until now, he’d really been setting things up as if he planned to spend a long time with Prominence and Ballista. This wasn’t the kind of bed somebody set up if they were just staying a night or two…

With a chagrined smile, he thought back to when he’d first woken up in this cave – this dragon’s den. Despite his injuries, he’d been dead-set on ‘escaping’ as soon as he possibly could.

That obviously hadn’t worked out very well. He’d ended up getting dragged back to his bed by Ballista. She’d shocked him by nursing his wounds … and shocked him even more with the casual way she walked around the cavern completely nude. Not to mention what she and her girlfriend had ended up doing with him… The feel of Ballista’s dragoness pussy in his mouth had been eye-opening, but that magical ruby strap-on Prominence had used on him – that had been the real marvel, letting her feel everything as if it was real and feeling entirely real inside him. Just … wow.

Well, that first experience with the two dragonesses probably had a lot to do with the reason he’d so far chosen not to leave their cave, whether he wanted to admit it to himself or not. Of course, supposedly he was just staying because he didn't feel quite up to full fighting strength again yet. But that excuse grew more hollow by the day, and here he was, setting up a cushy little nest for himself like he intended to be a permanent lodger.

“What is it with you?” Prominence’s deep, yet feminine voice came from behind him, practically out of nowhere.

How did these big dragonesses – each of them several feet taller than him – move around so quietly? Once he got over his startlement, he calmly turned to look at her. Well, okay, he stared at her. At her bubblegum pink and entirely bare body. She held herself up with only her tail, as she often did, which just happened to position her body into a very alluring curve.

She must have taken his look as a questioning one … or else she was just going to finish her thought anyway. “All that soft stuff on your bed. Is it because you’re covered in soft fur so you want to feel the same around you or something?”

He shrugged. “It’s just … a lot more comfortable than rocks.”

“Such a weird little wolfie.” She gave him a wink, diffusing any offence that might have caused. “But you’re cute, so I guess we’ll keep you around.”

Feng looked around to see if Ballista had come back to the den as well. He didn't spot her at first, but then he heard her hurling newly captured loot onto the dragon hoard she shared with her girlfriend – as if everything else that happened here wasn’t weird enough … dragons, sharing? Who had ever heard of such a thing?

From the sound of it – handful after handful of gold coins and little tink-tink-tink sounds that were probably gemstones – there was quite a lot this time. He couldn’t help but wonder who they’d taken it from … and what had happened to those unfortunate souls.

The sounds of crashing plunder finally stopped, and a moment later Ballista came into the room he’d appropriated as well. She was more toned and curvier around the hips and chest than her girlfriend, though with a more muted purple color to her scales than her bright pink mate. “Good haul this time, huh?” she said, elbowing Prominence’s side in away that made the other dragoness wobble a little on her tail.

Prominence gave her a bemused stink-eye for that, but didn't say anything.

Feng, though, felt that he had to say something in favor of the poor people these dragonesses must be ravaging. “So, um… Where did it come from? Are they okay?”

“Ha!” Prominence sniggered at him. “Just as soft on the inside as he is on the outside!”

“You would know, wouldn't you?” Ballista jibed at her in turn. “Maybe next time I’ll take that little toy of yours and find out for myself how soft our little wolf pup is on the inside…”

“I’m serious, though,” Feng insisted. “I know you two like to go out raiding and all, but what about the people whose booty you’re pillaging?”

A sudden light of glee came into each of their faces, and he suddenly knew that he’d most definitely used the wrong word. He should have known they’d take something like that the wrong way.

“So,” Prominence said, returning her girlfriend’s elbow-poke. “What do you say? Should we pillage Feng’s booty?”

Ballista picked the magical strap-on up from the little alcove where they’d left it last time. “Oh yeah. Looks like I’m gonna be finding out how soft he is on the inside even sooner than I thought…”

Despite the quickly growing bulge in his leotard – a result of seeing these two gorgeous scaly bodies nude right in front of him as much as the anticipation of seeing that strap-on in their hands again – Feng felt like his point hadn’t really struck home with them, and he had to try and get it across before he got distracted with … other things. “Really, though, girls… You can’t just go around taking whatever you want!”

“Oh yeah?” Prominence came right up next to him and clutched his arms, lifting them up and placing his hands right up against her modest breasts. “But what if what we want is the same thing you want?”

He bit his lip a little bit, almost involuntarily squeezing Prominence’s soft-scaled tits as he stared at Ballista fastening the straps around her thighs and tail.

Prominence left his arms free, letting his hands wander over her and instead focusing on getting his leotard off. It was a good thing that the fabric was so durable and stretchable, or she probably would have ripped it in her haste to pull it off his shoulders and down his grey-furred body.

As soon as his body was exposed, Ballista had her hands all over it, running her sharp fingers up and down his chest, then farther and farther down as more of him was exposed, tracing the edge of his paler belly fur until she could reach all the way down and grip his throbbingly hard cock. “Ooh,” she said, “looks like somebody’s excited.”

Feng wasn’t about to give in so easily, though. He could give as good as he got. He reached down and grabbed Ballista’s strap-on in turn. “Looks like I’m not the only one.” Though it sparkled like pure ruby, the gently curving and tapered red phallus felt very real in his hand – thick and warm, with a soft, supple outer skin over a thick weightiness that was almost drool-inducing. Of course, it didn't hurt that it was significantly larger than his own.

He could have happily spent hours like that – Ballista’s hand around his cock, Prominence gripping his ass cheeks, one of his hands on Ballista’s very real feeling strapped-on cock, and his other hand playing with Prominence’s breasts. Making it even better, both of them leaned in close, planting his muzzle between theirs in a three way kiss. Their long, slender tongues writhed over his and toyed with each other in the playground of his mouth.

The blissful foreplay wasn’t going to last, though. Although Feng hadn't been living with these dragonesses very long, one thing he had learned about them was that they didn't place very much value on patience.

Ballista broke away from the kiss first. Grabbing his shoulders roughly, she spun him around to face the bed he’d just finished and bent him over it.

A shiver ran through him, making his fur stand on end. He always did like this part. Raising his tail high and wiggling his nicely-curved rump back and forth, he practically begged Ballista to give it to him.

Ballista’s claw-like hands clutched his ass cheeks, but the expected feeling of her strap-on’s tip under his tail didn't materialize.

After a moment and as the anticipation grew unbearable, he looked back over his shoulder to see what was going on. Why was she holding back so long?

Because she was distracted by making out with Prominence, that was why. The two dragonesses were locked tightly with one another, their tongues tangled together. Feng watched biting his own lip a little as he the two dragon girls went at it. Ballista still gripped his ass tightly, but Prominence’s hands were all over her girlfriend, one hand cupping Ballista’s larger breasts and the other disappearing somewhere behind Ballista’s tail, doing something he couldn’t see, but which caused the purple dragon to moan into Prominence’s mouth.

They were just so hot together … he let out a little puppy-like whimper just at the way the sight of them made him burn inside.

Distracted as she was, Ballista must have heard him, because she pulled back a little from the kiss and looked down at him. “Aww… Did we forget about our little pet?”

Prominence grinned, her huge, jagged teeth showing. “I think it’s time to give it to him, don’t you?”

“Hmm…” Ballista nudged her hips forward, just enough to touch the pointed tip of her strap-on to the very center of Feng’s pucker. “Yes, I think you should give it to him!”

Before Prominence could respond, Ballista reached up and grabbed one of the horns on her girlfriend’s head, using it to shove her downward, all the way down against the bed, until she was underneath Feng, her face just inches from Feng’s quiveringly hard cock.

“Give it to him!” Ballista said.

She probably didn't even need to say that. Before the words even left her mouth, Prominence already had her pink tongue wrapped around Feng’s red cock.

Feng gasped at the feeling of Prominence’s tongue on him, and the reaction ran through his whole body … including a slight relaxation of his asshole, which Ballista took full advantage of.

Ballista pressed down hard. Partly, that just shoved Feng farther down into Prominence’s mouth, but once he braced himself a little and pushed back against her, that narrow tip poked its way through his entrance, spreading him around it like a ring as it sank deeper. And as it went in, it just got wider and wider.

It was a good thing he’d had a little experience in such things before ever meeting these two, or he’d definitely be struggling. Thankfully, he was used enough to it that he could simply enjoy the growing pressure and fullness in him from behind as Ballista’s strap-on plunged slowly into him. It helped that in addition to feeling just like a real cock and letting Ballista feel everything she was doing, it also always felt just a little bit slippery, as if it produced its own lube … though it never dripped or anything like that – it was just always a little slick to the touch.

He just let the pleasure wash over him as Ballista sank her faux cock all the way inside … not to mention Prominence’s mouth. When he’d first felt Prominence down there, he’d been a little worried about her sharp teeth, but so far he hadn’t felt the slightest touch of them. As he relaxed, he was able to melt into the glorious feeling of the dragoness wrapping and unwrapping her soft tongue around his whole length and the delicate, careful touch of her warm lips caressing his shaft up and down. Her hot breath washed completely over him every time she breathed out. Between both Ballista’s and Prominence’s efforts, it felt almost like his whole lower half was swimming in sweltering dragoness love.

His cock throbbed inside Prominence’s mouth to the rhythm of Ballista pounding into his ass, and for a time, he floated in pure bliss, losing track of how long it had been happening, where he was, and very nearly who he was. He just gave himself over to the pleasure of it all.

But it wasn’t fated to last forever. Dragons aren’t exactly known for being selfless lovers. The first sign was the way Prominence squirmed underneath him, rubbing her own pussy frantically and yet still moaning around his cock in slight frustration. It wasn’t long before she couldn’t take the lack of receiving attention any longer and took action to remedy that situation.

Prominence soon gave up on pleasuring him entirely, instead sliding herself up onto the bed until her tail and legs hung off the end … and her pink dragon pussy spread right in front of Feng’s face.

As caught up as he was in the overwhelming feeling of Ballista’s strap-on sliding in and out of his ass, he didn't immediately take care of Prominence’s needs.

But Ballista saw to that. As soon as she saw her girlfriend down on the bed waiting, she grabbed Feng’s long black hair just under his neck. “Don’t just stare at her!” she said, shoving Feng’s head downward. “She licked you – now it’s her turn!”

Having his muzzle so rudely smashed up against Prominence’s spread-open cunny was a shock, to say the least, but Feng soon got a grip on himself. He slipped his tongue out and began lapping up Prominence’s molten juices, tasting the fire inside his dragoness lover even as the other dragoness jerked him back and forth, using every inch of his ass. The back and forth motion was actually useful. He pretty much just needed to hold his tongue out and Ballista’s thrusts would slide him over the smooth scales and soft inner lips of Prominence’s pussy.

And Prominence sure seemed to like it – she writhed and moaned, squirming against the soft bed. “Your tongue,” she said, struggling for enough breath to get the words out. “It’s so soft. Put it in me!”

Feng did his best. His tongue had nowhere near the length and flexibility of their dragon tongues, but he worked it between Prominence’s pussy lips and slid as much of it as he could into her anyway.

“Ballista!” she cried out. “It feels so good when you fuck him into me! Do it harder!”

He couldn’t help but let out a little cry of his own – muffled by Prominence’s pussy lips – as Ballista began pounding his ass even harder. That very real-feeling draconic strap-on of hers rippled massively through his tight passage, and he could feel the heat of her spreading through him on the inside.

And Prominence didn't leave him entirely unpleasured. She curled her massive tail up underneath him and took his quivering cock between two of the forks at the tip of it. The smooth, hard, and very warm crevice between them fit his cock perfectly when she pushed it all the way down to his base, just squeezing him a little bit. The motions of her tail grew quicker and more frantic as his tongue drove her closer and closer to the edge.

It was Ballista, though, who hit her climax first. Finally releasing her hold on Feng’s hair, she straightened more upright and gripped his ass cheeks in both hands, slamming her strap-on as deep inside him as she could. He could swear that the thing actually swelled inside him as she jerked back and forth, trembling as she came hard.

There was no cum, though, no seeping feeling of inner warmth spreading through him. That was, apparently, the only thing the strap-on couldn’t duplicate … though he’d prefer not to elaborate on why he knew exactly what that would feel like.

That didn't detract at all from the feeling of Ballista’s claws digging into his ass cheeks or the hot, trembling throbs of her faux cock inside him. His eyes rolled back a little, and he moaned unreservedly against Prominence’s pussy, his tongue still deep inside her.

The vibrations of that moan must have been enough, because Prominence then let out a bellowing love-cry of her own. Her warm inner walls clenched down on Feng’s tongue, squeezing it into a folded shape, and her hot nectar – hot as only a dragoness could be – gushed straight into his mouth.

It was like trying to guzzle down musky, freshly brewed hot tea, but he swallowed it anyway, savoring the sensation that could be had nowhere else.

Both dragonesses trembled and shook, Ballista clutching at his ass and Prominence holding his head tightly against her. As draconic orgasms tended to do, they stretched on and on, each dragoness completely lost in her own world of pleasure as they enjoyed the little furry fuck-toy sandwiched between the two of them.

When Prominence finally released him, Feng gasped in deep breaths of the cool cave air, desperately needing relief from the pink dragon’s scorching orgasm. He stumbled backward a little as Ballista carelessly slid the strap-on out of his ass.

Ballista unbuckled the straps and tossed the thing on the bed next to Prominence before jumping into bed with her girlfriend. The two of them kissed sloppily and touched each other everywhere, enjoying the heady afterglow of their orgasms.

Feng, though, could only watch, standing there behind them with bowed-out legs. He just focused on recovering his energy and his breath. This shouldn’t have left him this tired … maybe he wasn’t quite as recovered from his injuries as he thought.

The sight of the two naked dragoness bodies writhing against one another on the bed, though, ensured that his cock didn't soften in the slightest. It twitched in front of him, pointing straight at the two dragonesses as if telling him where it wanted to go.

After a while, Ballista finally happened to glance back at him, poking her head out from underneath Prominence’s body. She saw that red cock sticking out from his sheath so plaintively and immediately knew what to do about it. “Prominence, dear,” she said, “you seem to have left our little boy-toy unsatisfied.”

“Worth it.” Prominence took hold of Ballista’s horns and used them to guide the other girl’s mouth back to her breasts.

Ballista diligently licked her girlfriend’s nipples for a little bit, but she didn't forget about Feng. The next time she came up for a breath, she stuck her head out again and looked at him. “I think we can do something about that…” She reached around Prominence’s body, lifting the other dragon’s tail up as she let her own fall down against the edge of the bed. That left both of them with their pussies and assholes on full display for him. “Pick any hole you want,” she said with a sultry little laugh, “and go for it.”

Feng wasn’t quite so overwhelmed with the sight of two gorgeous dragon pussies pressed together that he couldn’t think, though, and a very interesting thought was occurring to him. “Hey, um, girls… About that strap-on…”

That got Prominence’s attention. She finally turned her head to look at him. “What about it?”

“Do you think it would work if I wore it?”

Both dragonesses stared at him then, their eyes wide. The shocked looks they gave him almost made him decide to drop the idea entirely.

Not before Prominence broke out into a grin, though. She grabbed the strap-on from the bed next to her and blasted the Ruby-like shaft with an impressive purple flame from her mouth.

She tossed it to him. “There. Sanitized, and nice and hot. Let’s see what you can do with it.”

The strap-on was quite hot, but thankfully not too hot for his sword-calloused hands. He quickly fumbled the straps into place, needing to pull them much tighter than they’d been on Ballista’s larger body.

Once he fastened the last strap, he immediately felt it. He’d of course felt the weight of the ruby-like stone pressing above his real cock, but once that last strap clicked, he felt it. He’d never gained a new appendage before, and it was a bit disorienting at first, feeling the heavy sway of it as he moved slightly. Hesitantly, he reached down and touched the sparkling red shaft of it. The surface felt warm and soft against his hand, but more importantly, he could feel that touch through the cock itself, the erotic thrill running through his whole body. It surprised him, how familiar it felt … but of course, he couldn’t deny that he’d had a certain amount of practice touching himself. The only real difference was that his hand felt smaller than he was used to – his fingers didn't cover as much of this huge cock as he was accustomed to.

Prominence huffed. “Are you just going to stand there jerking off, or are you planning on—?”

Ballista nudged her own hips upward, planting her pussy lips against Prominence’s, and whatever else Prominence was going to say was lost to a hot, breathy moan.

Still, though, Feng took the hint. It was time he stopped messing around and actually did something with this…

He crossed the couple short steps to his dragoness friends in a mere moment, and he worked to get both his cocks lined up with those sweltering-hot dragon pussies. Thankfully, he’d had the foresight to build his bed up to a comfortable height, so he didn't have to squat down, nor did he need to stand on his tip-toes. There. There was the strap-on’s tip touching – and already beginning to sink into – Prominence’s pussy. His real cock, rather shorter than the strap-on, still stood out in the air, so he gently nudged his hips forward.

Prominence cooed appreciatively as the enchanted strap-on began sliding into her hot, wet pussy. But rather than give Feng her attentions, she turned back to her girlfriend, kissing and nuzzling the dragoness beneath her.

Feng was already quite a way inside Prominence’s pussy when he finally felt the soft warmth of Ballista’s lips against his other tip. It took all the concentration he could muster to avoid slamming into both of them recklessly. No, first he moved around a little, getting the pointed tip of his real cock placed in just the right spot. It was a little more difficult since he couldn’t see it beneath the girth of the strap-on, but after a few fumbling moments, he was sure by the slippery-hot feel that he’d gotten it right.

Taking a deep breath to brace himself, he pressed in a little farther … into both of them.

An involuntary shudder ran through him as the slick, warm feeling of Prominence’s inner walls was joined by the equally alluring sensation of entering Ballista for the very first time. Despite his efforts to brace himself for it, this was simply overwhelming. The feeling of his cock sliding into either one of these beautiful dragonesses would be as much as he could handle. But both…

He couldn’t help but let out a loud moan as more of his cocks’ length entered into their warm embraces. He could distinctly feel each of them separately, though the pleasure from both melded together into a sultry fire that burned up from his crotch to his muzzle.

“Enjoying yourself?” Prominence asked, giving her rump a little shake around the strap-on’s shaft.

Feng grabbed onto her upturned tail for support. “You … you have no idea how amazing this feels!”

Ballista giggled a little from underneath her girlfriend. “Why don’t you give Prominence the strap-on next time? Then you can do her while she does me … and maybe then she’ll find out what two at a time feels like.”

Although he joined in Ballista’s laugh a little and pushed himself just a bit deeper inside both of them, he privately doubted whether either of them could possibly understand how overwhelming this pleasure was. He himself couldn’t quite come to terms with it, and he was experiencing it! It was more than a mere doubling of the pleasure. Somehow, they both fed back on each other, making him far more sensitive and attuned to every detail of their steamy-slick inner walls.

Prominence’s pussy dripped extra lubrication down on his real cock, helping him press even more easily into her girlfriend below. But as both his cock and the strap-on became thicker at the base, he began to wish that the effect was going the other way around. The big strap-on was a tight fit in Prominence’s pussy, though his real cock easily plunged into Ballista.

But that was nothing a little patience and back-and-forth motion couldn’t fix. Every little nudge of his hips coated a bit more of the strap-on’s length in Prominence’s steaming-hot juices, and he knew she must have taken this thing’s bulk many times in the past from her girlfriend.

Finally, with a thick slap that made all three of them moan out loud, Feng’s belly pressed against prominence’s tail and his furry balls came to rest on Ballista’s ass.

Both dragonesses craned their necks around to look at him – the heat he felt from inside their each of their bodies was nothing compared to the heat simmering from the way they looked at him. There was a bit of a challenge in that gaze as well: effeminate as he looked, was he enough to give both of them what they wanted?

Well, he hadn’t become a successful mercenary by backing down from challenges, and he wasn’t about to start now. He grinned back at them in a way that made each of them twitch and pulse on the inside, both pussies readying themselves in anticipation.

Holding tight against Prominence’s thick tail, Feng began pounding into both of them every bit as vigorously as Ballista had claimed his ass. He clenched his teeth together and battered himself against their softest and most intimate parts in a way that would make most girls cry out for him to stop – especially when done with something the size of that strap-on!

But these two dragonesses only grinned and mewled in pleasure. Even as his hasty thrusts bounced them back and forth on the springy bed, they went back to kissing each other, writhing their long tongues together as if that was yet another way to share the pleasure. Maybe it was.

For his own part, he just tried to remind himself to breathe. There was just so much sensation that it could have easily overwhelmed him and made him forget everything except the hot inner walls embracing both of his cocks.

His hands slid along the long, lean muscles of Prominence’s huge tail, enjoying the kind of curves that none of his previous lovers had ever had. A part of him longed to be able to touch both of them all over, to explore their glistening-scaled bodies, to squeeze their tight round ass cheeks, to lose himself in their voluptuous breasts… But he held himself back. Not only would it be a strain to reach, but he was already getting dangerously close to orgasm, and he hadn’t given them nearly enough yet, had he?

He couldn’t fool them, though. Prominence sniggered as she rubbed her toothy muzzle along Ballista’s neck. “I think he’s holding himself back already.”

“Already?” Ballista laughed back a little. “I think we might be a bit too much for the poor little guy.”

“Hey,” he said in between panting breaths and slaps of flesh on flesh. “Maybe you should try having everything doubled like this! It’s…” He slammed into both of them again. “You don’t even know how good it is!”

“Oh, I wouldn’t mind trying something like that sometime,” Prominence said with a purring lilt to her voice. “But for now, I don’t want somebody who’s going to hold back – I want somebody who’s going to give me everything he’s got right now!” She whispered into Ballista’s ear, “Give it to him, babe. Make him squirt!”

Before Feng could even pause to figure out what Prominence had meant, he found Ballista’s tail moving up between his legs. Unlike Prominence’s trident-shaped tail tip, Ballista’s tail came to a single point at the end … a point he felt pressing against his already well-used asshole.

“Not fair,” he mumbled as the rebound from his next thrust impaled him. Ballista’s hard, smooth tail tip slid even more easily into his ass than the strap-on had, and it touched him in just the right spot.

After that, though, it was all over but the finish – his self control had no chance anymore, not with two cocks inside two gorgeous dragonesses and a warm, hard tail tip wiggling inside his ass. His body moved as if on its own, running completely on instinct, and that instinct said, ‘Thrust! Thrust! Fuck! Cum! BREED!’

Both dragonesses moaned together as his crashing thrusts set their ass cheeks jiggling and their boobs bouncing against one another’s. Despite his smaller size, he was no weakling, and now he was giving it everything he had.

He couldn’t keep that up for long, though. Even as he began to lose his stamina and struggle for breath, his body reached the limit of how much pleasure it could take. Though the strap-on could do no such thing, the base of his real cock swelled inside Ballista, knotting him and locking him inside her entrance.

Now he could barely pull back at all before thrusting in again, not that he minded. His body was screaming at him to bury his cocks – both of them – as deeply as he could before he came. Ballista didn't seem to mind, either, now that his real cock had finally swelled to rival the girth of the strap-on she was used to.

Feng, though, retained just enough self-control to know when to pull out. Thankfully, Ballista was so much larger than him that he didn't need to worry about his knot locking him into an overly tight pussy. He could still pull out when he needed to, and he needed to now. Who knew if he could actually get these dragonesses pregnant, but he wasn’t about to find out the hard way!

Just as he began to pull out, though, Prominence’s huge – and irresistibly powerful – tail curled down over his shoulder and along his back. She used it to push him back into both of them, holding him firmly in place as his body finally let go.

All Feng could do was to ride the wave and hope it didn't wash him away. Every bit of him belonged to these two dragonesses at this moment, and there was nothing he could do to change that. Nothing he wanted to do to change that. Both of his cocks throbbed powerfully, though only his real one – the one knotted deep into Ballista – pumped out any cum.

Ballista all but purred, looking up at her girlfriend with a look of deep satisfaction. She might have been getting shorted with the smaller of Feng’s cocks up until now, but now she was making up for that lack, being the only one to feel that warmth spreading inside her.

Not that Prominence was suffering to much privation herself – her pussy convulsed and squeezed around Feng’s pulsing psuedo-cock, and her whole body shivered.

And just as Feng’s orgasm began to die down, Ballista’s tail moved a bit inside him, massaging a certain spot just inside that set him off all over again, and more prodigiously this time, swamping the depths of Ballista’s pussy in warm cum until it seeped out between her pussy lips and Feng’s knot.

Only then did she finally release him, gently sliding her tail out of his ass.

Feng didn't pull out right away, though. He rested his head against the side of Prominence’s tail, desperately trying to catch his breath as his legs wobbled beneath him. Both dragonesses seemed to just enjoy the moment, sealing it with a surprisingly gentle kiss shared between the two of them. Feng had never seen them act so … affectionate. Passionate, yes, but this soft-hearted tenderness was a side of them that they’d never let him see before now.

When his knot finally began to subside, he slipped both cocks out of both dragonesses. He only got a moment – just long enough to unbuckle the strap-on and admire the view of his cum dripping from Ballista’s purple pussy – before the dragonesses rolled onto their sides and Prominence’s tail pushed him down between them.

He fell onto the soft bed between the two soft dragonesses entirely willingly, though, eagerly melting into their caresses and kisses as they both cuddled him.

Feng was surprised to find that both of them seemed almost as sweaty as he himself felt, and they both breathed just as hard. He would have assumed that he’d been exhausting himself more than they were, that they would have far more stamina than him … but it seemed they were ready for a rest as well. Their touches were loving and tender, not the passionate groping of arousal and need.

As they all began to breathe more calmly and their sweaty bodies cooled, Ballista was the first one to say anything: “You know, if I end up getting pregnant, you have to stay.”

He playfully licked the tip of her snout. “I’d already decided I wanted to stay as long as the two of you would have me.” For a moment he couldn’t speak because both of them were squeezing his body so tightly against themselves. “But… I’m a mercenary. I have no idea how I’m going to earn a living if I stay here.”

Prominence huffed a bit of a laugh – her warm breath wuffled through his fur. “We should just hire him to help us raid caravans and villages!”

Though Ballista laughed, Feng didn't. He couldn't expect either of them to know it … or understand it if he told them, but that was strictly against the mercenary code. He had certain oaths to keep, after all, even if these two were unlikely to care about that.

“I’ve got an idea,” he said softly.

Both dragonesses craned their necks back to stare at him. He’d never noticed it before, but now that evening was coming on, he saw that their eyes glowed faintly from within. It was a bit unnerving.

“How about I hire out to the local caravans and villages, guaranteeing that I’ll protect them from dragons? You two can just promise not to raid anyone who pays for my protection, so that protection will be really effective.”

Ballista snorted. “But we can still raid the ones who don’t pay, right?”

“I guess…” He tried to hold back a wince at the thought of what these two must be doing to the locals. “But hopefully they’ll all pay.”

Prominence rose up on one elbow, moving so her pink wedge-shaped face loomed over his. “But if they all pay, who are we going to raid and pillage?”

He shrugged. “If you’re still getting the gold anyway, who cares?”

Prominence flopped back onto the bed, but she frowned at him. He got the disturbing impression that she was thinking about using those formidable teeth of hers. Ballista, though, seemed to be getting distracted, gently fondling his balls in a way that was sure to revive his well-used cock soon.

He grinned at Prominence slyly. “And if you feel like it’s been too long since you pillaged something … there’s always my booty.” He winked.

Prominence grinned back, in a far more predatory way … and she reached behind her to grab the strap-on.

Author's Note

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