With the attitude befitting a Dragon Lord, she nearly tackled Spike into the ground. Fortunately for both, he had been expecting her to react like that and only ended up taking a few steps back. Their scaled bodies pressed against each other tightly, her lips exploring his neck and her hands grasping every inch they could reach. He did much the same, his hands immediately reaching down to grope her buttocks once more, kneading them with palpable hunger.

With a flap of her wings aiding her jump, Ember managed to wrap her legs around his waist causing their sexes to rub against each other. She could feel his hard, throbbing malehood parting her lower lips; her crotch burning like molten magma urging her to be speared by that thick totem of meat and take his seed into her nesting-womb in order to breed new life.

Scooping her up until her breasts were smothering his face, Spike proceeded to kiss and lick at them affectionately. Wrapping his lips around one of her succulent blue and tender nipples, he started to suck and play with it.

Ember wanted to protest. Dragon mating wasn’t a lengthy or romantic affair, it was only a means to end the heat and of getting quick pleasure and relief. But just hearing the muffled moans of Rarity who was watching them intently was more than enough to put those thoughts aside and embrace whatever debauchery her friends could deliver.

With a couple of steps back, Spike reached the edge of the bed and sat before laying over it. It forced Ember to release his waist and use her knees for support while sitting on his lap. With her tail raised high, he was able to freely spread her apart and give his wife a good view of her nethers.

“See this? This is the pussy I’m going to make love to until I leave it properly bred,” he claimed, and with a move from his hips, his cock smacked against her wet cunt producing a satisfactory smack. Moving a finger inside her opening, he wriggled it around for a few seconds until he pulled it out and brought it up to his mouth, savoring her taste. “I love the taste of fresh, fertile pussy. Ember,” he called her. “My cock isn’t wet enough yet. Any ideas on what is to be done to solve the issue?”

Ember took the hint and smirked, shooting a glance at Rarity whilst doing so. “Perhaps your wife can help with that?”

“Hhmmm, I did promise her a price,” he reflected. “Rarity!”

“Yes, my husband?” The unicorn replied eagerly.

“I have decided what your reward will be. You shall prepare my cock with your mouth and after you’re done, you will kneel and sit there and watch as I give Ember what you don’t deserve to have,” he chuckled. “Who knows? Maybe I’ll finally dump your worthless, rancid ass and leave with her.”

“MMMMFFFFFF~” Rarity’s moans were only matched by a pair of fingers playing with her privates. “A-At once, Spike. P-Please… don’t leave me! N-No one else will take this old nagging hag in!” She cried, desperately. Crawling again, she reached the edge of the bed, she then kissed his heavy balls before speaking. “I don’t deserve your mercy, my love. But please, don’t leave me,” she kissed them again, more soundly and firmly this time. “I’ll do anything you wish of me!” Taking a firm hold of the base of his ridged phallus, she began licking and kissing it; her free hand was busy in between her legs, steadily creating a pool on the floor formed from her juices.

“That’s it, Rarity. Prepare his cock for me. I need to take him with ease. Finally you weak ponies will be of some use for a change,” Ember ordered, using her tail to force Rarity to stop licking his member and start fellating him.

Spike smiled at her and she could feel the deep, throaty moan of approval Rarity let out through her tail wrapped around her neck. While Rarity was busy serving her husband’s dragonhood in preparation to penetrate the blue-scaled dragoness, Spike and Ember shared quick, tongue-filled kisses whilst their hands were busy exploring each other’s bodies. It took only a few moments to get his phallus properly wet and ready for what was to come. Letting go of Rarity’s throat, Ember rose her hips and in response, Spike groped her waist tightly.

“That’s enough, Rarity. As always, your skills leave much to be desired. But spit is fine and yours is slimy as that of a slug, so it works perfectly for lubrication. Now, guide my cock to her entrance. Watch closely, my beloved wife,” he mocked. “Witness as my cock pierces the folds of a true female; a worthy female of receiving my cum and my love!”

Ember looked back when Rarity didn’t reply but obeyed as she was told. For a moment she felt like ending it when she saw tears falling across her friend’s cheeks, but when she saw her wide, drooling, stupid smile her rising guilt was consumed by her lust. Lowering her hips, her folds wave way to Spike’s girthy phallus, stretching her wider than any other dragon she’d laid with before.

“S-So big!” She cried out in pleasure. “Dammit, Spike, you’re so damn warm it feels like you’re burning my insides!” She moaned again, gripping his shoulders as she sank more of his meat inside her tight egg-laying canal.

“You’re one to talk,” he moaned loudly. “You’re as hot as magma! How long has it been since the last time a male took you for a ride, Ember?”

“It’s been a w-while,” she replied.

“No wonder you’re so damn tight,” he moaned again. “Fucking my wife is like trying to fuck a stale, cold fleshlight. Even my hand feels better.”

“I’m sorry for being a worthless whore, my husband!” Rarity apologized, her eyes wide as she watched Ember take Spike’s member to the base. Both dragons let out a rumbling groan when their hips met and Ember’s pussy squirted some of her juices to wash her face. “All I can do is sit here and watch as you fuck and breed and rut and give other mares the pleasure I don’t fucking deserve! To see their bellies swell up with your love while mine remains lifeless because I am unworthy of receiving your life-giving seed, dearest husband of mine!”

“FUUUCK!” Ember screamed, raising her hips until his cock nearly escaped her pussy, but with only his fleshy barbed cockhead remaining, she impaled herself on his meat spear after hearing what Rarity had said. Spike took this in stride and began to pound her pussy relentlessly. “So deeeeep! Sooo gooood!” She cried out. “I-I’ve been wanting this for so long! Harder! Faster! Breed me, Spike!”

“Gladly~” was his reply. With his firm grip over her waist, he proceeded to match her movements with thrusts of his own, each strike meeting with a lovely wet slapping noise.

“Yeeeees, show me what I don’t deserve! What is above me! Show this worthless mare what she’ll never get to experience herself! The love, the care, the meaning of being a maaaaaare!” She cried out, unblinking; eyes fixated on the rapid thrusting happening mere inches away from her face; droplets of the dragoness’ hot nectar splashing all over her face.

“HE IS MINE!” Ember suddenly roared, snapping back at the alabaster mare with a wide grin on her face. “He belongs to me! Your husband will give me plenty of hatchlings!” Seeing the excitement in Rarity’s eyes, she pressed harder. “Why should he settle for a mare like you when he can have me, the Dragon Lord herself, as his Mate?”

“P-Please, don’t leave me behind! Take me with you, please! I love my husband!” She cried out, a hand buried in her crotch while the other pinched at her hard nipples, switching from one to the other every few seconds.

“I won’t,” she promised. “After all, I will need a maid to raise our hatchlings.”

“RRRGGGGAAAH!” Spike growled, drooling and bucking his hips harder and faster, Ember clung to him for dear life, and Rarity howled like a banshee.

Ember’s words struck deep in all of them bringing them over the edge nearly at the same time. The first to reach his climax was Spike, shutting his eyes as he deposited gush after gush of his virile seed deep within Ember’s innermost cavern. He filled her with so much baby batter that her toned belly bloated slightly to simulate a few months of pregnancy on a mare. The Dragon Lord climaxed in the midst of being filled with so much cum she could feel it sloshing inside her nesting-womb; the egg forming inside her already more than fertilized. Lastly, Rarity collapsed on the floor, squirting all over the place in what was a mind-numbing orgasm.

It took them several minutes to regain a semblance of normality, but when their breathing was no longer ragged, Rarity was the first to speak up. “For a first-timer, you were perfect, Ember dear!”

Ember smiled, the illusion now broken she felt even more relieved while resting on top of Spike. “Thanks, I kinda went with what felt right. Hope I wasn’t too harsh?”

“Trust me, Ember, the harsher the more she likes it,” Spike breathed out. “Damn, that was intense. Had fun? Enjoyed yourself?”

“Immensely,” Ember replied before they shared a chaste kiss. “I know this may be me being stupid and my big mouth getting ahead of my brain but… this doesn’t have to be a one-time thing, right?”

Rarity squealed in delight and Spike kissed her. Flipping to the side, Rarity hugged her friend from behind, her hands going to her belly. Rubbing it tenderly, she whispered before cuddling her.

“I can’t wait to see you gravid and laying your egg, dear. Don’t worry about clothing, I’ll do them free of charge~”

The End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!