The morning sun has begun to rise over the capital of Zenthia. In the bed chambers of Samira, the jackal queen was sleeping soundly while holding her dragon lover close like a teddy bear. Her breathing was deep and content, quite possibly the best she had slept in a long while. The dragon held close to her bosom, was also sleeping rather peacefully, his head snuggled close to her massive breasts like pillows.

The sun eventually reached the head of Samira, leading her to groan a bit as she awoke. She raised her head slightly, surveying her surroundings, confirming that it was morning but after seeing Spike still sleeping her arms, she smiled and closed her eyes once more.

“...Five more minutes.” Samira mumbled as she tightened her grip around Spike, drawing him closer.

However… “five minutes” turned into practically another hour which Samira didn’t want to end. She felt so at peace and content when cuddling up with her dragon lover. Unfortunately, all good things come to an end…

*Knock* *Knock* *Knock* “Excuse me? Your Majesty?” A palace servant called through the door, waking Samira once again.

The jackal queen groaned, "Yes, what is it?"

“Pardon the intrusion your majesty but breakfast is almost ready, and I have a message from Countess Sera.” The servant answered.

*Sigh* Samira carefully released herself from Spike’s delightful cuddle and got up from her bed. Thankfully, Spike wasn’t awoken but from his slight change of expression, it looked like someone had taken his favorite teddy bear. Samira found this adorable but nonetheless headed towards the door after putting on a purple velvet night robe that while covering her lower inner thighs, it left a massive cleavage window.

Reaching her bedroom door, Samira opened it to meet with her servant. Said servant’s eyes widened a bit after gazing upon her queen. Not that she was almost in the near nude but because of a certain “glow” she now possessed.

“Yes…” Samira spoke, regaining the messenger's attention.

“Oh, apologies my queen.” The servant bowed her head. “But Countess Sera wanted to inform you at breakfast that she already has a couple of candidates put together on a list. She wishes to discuss them with you.”

Samira was a bit surprised that her old friend and advisor had already put together a starting list of candidates for Spike to breed with even though it was her assigned task for today.

“Hmm. Interesting.” Samira thought aloud. “Tell her I will meet with her for breakfast soon, I still need to… Freshen up.”

“As you wish, my queen.” The servant said before bowing her head and making her leave.

After the servant left, Samira closed the door and headed back towards her bed to wake Spike up. She smiled at seeing her lover sleep so peacefully but what caught her attention was the prominent bulge that was rising beneath the sheets. Her eyes widened a bit with delight, but an impish smile formed on her face, having found a more… pleasurable way to wake her beloved.

Fortune was on Samira’s side as Spike shifted his body, now laying on his back, giving the queen much better access. Samira quietly crawled back onto her bed, towards Spike’s bulge.

“Hmmm, ohhh Spike, dreaming of something fun, are we?” Samira spoke in a hushed tone, not wanting to wake him up just yet. She pulled down the covers from the drake and out popped his dragonhood standing at full attention and his gurgling jewels sound like they were ready to go once again. “My word beloved, even after the night we had, you’re still up for more.” She finished before giving the chubby dick a kiss.

Feeling really bold, Samira got up a little and positioned her pussy at the tip of Spike’s dragon hood. She slowly inserted the penis in her snatch and the jackal queen silently gasped with each inch going inside her. Samira wasn’t sure if she was ever going to get used to this size. In fact, it almost felt like his package got a bit larger since the night before. All the while, Spike moaned in his sleep.

After getting the whole thing inside her, Samira took a couple minutes to get adjusted with the massive log within her vaginal walls. She then lowered herself, getting close to Spike’s face, and slowly started to raise and lower her hips in a slow rhythm.

While Samira picked up the pace a little bit, Spike was starting to wake up. The first thing he noticed when slowly opening his eyes was Samira being close to his face and breathing heavily while he felt his dick being wrapped around something warm and wet.

Spike then snapped awake as he realized what was going on, “W-Wha- Samira…!” He stuttered.

“Good morning beloved.” She replied huskily with a grin. “Sleep well?”

“V-Very much so…” Spike nervously replied but also reacted to how warm and wet Samira’s pussy was. “N-Not exactly how I expected to be woken up.”

“Hmmm, I think it's the perfect way.” Samira spoke in a sultry tone as she slowly closed the distance between herself and Spike, entering into a passionate kiss. “Mmmmmmmm.”

Spike returns the kiss and wraps his arms around Samira’s waist. The jackal queen then sped up the rhythm, which caused Spike to moan in the kiss.

After a few minutes of Samira’s humping and kissing, Spike’s rumbling balls clenched, and his thick seed began to make its way up his cock.

Spike breaks away from the kiss, “S-Samira, I’m gonna… I’m gonna…!” He tried to warn but Samira just smiled softly and placed a finger on his lips. She then sped up the rhythm and kissed her dragon lover one again.

After a couple minutes of trying to hold it in, Spike could no longer fight it and unleashed his essence into Samira’s womb once again. Both let out a mutual cry of orgasm and Samira’s belly began to bloat once again, though not as big as last night. Samira’s tattoos also glowed once more, reacting to the dragon seed planted in her womb. Almost by reflex, Samira’s magic dampened the amount of dragon seed that was just… “deposited” within her snatch. Still, she was very much pleased with the quickie.

“I’m sorry Spikie, I couldn’t resist.” Samira gave a cheeky smile to her dragon lover, who was panting a bit. “But I must say, you really know how to make a lady feel good and full.”

After catching their breaths and Samira’s belly returning to normal, the jackal queen got up from the bed and headed to the washroom while gesturing a strong “come hither” look towards Spike to do the same.

Blushing, Spike soon got up from the bed and followed her. Once he entered the washroom, he was amazed at its size as it was far bigger than the one in the Castle of Friendship’s guest rooms. Definitely larger than Twilight’s. On one side of the room, there appeared to be two lounge chairs that looked like they were made of solid gold with a small table between them, on another there was a tall statue of a female jackal with many towels on her arms, and at the end there was there a tub that as big as a medium-sized pool with two pillars on each side. In addition, in one corner of the bathroom was what looked like a personal sauna. In the other corner was a stand-in shower, large enough for more than one person. What Spike noticed was almost everything that wasn’t the tub, the shower, the steam room or the chairs was made of polished marble. There were also portraits of Zenthia’s landscapes all across the walls. Spike thought that the bathroom in his guest room was luxurious, Samira’s was way above that level.

While Spike was busy being awestruck with the decor, Samira slipped her robe off and used her magic to start the tub and fill it with bubbly soap. She then approached Spike from behind and wrapped her arms around him, surprising the drake.

“Ready to jump in the tub beloved?” Samira asked lovingly.

“Uh, y-yeah. Sure am.” Spike said with a blush, his head right between the jackal queen’s colossal breasts. Samira then led Spike to the pool sized tub.

Samira hopped in first with Spike following suit. After a couple of minutes settling in, Spike soon started to relax within the tub’s warm waters.

“Aaaah, this feels good.” The drake sighs. “Nothing beats a nice warm shower or bath.”

“Especially when you are sharing it with someone special.” Samira added, her bedroom eyes returning as she approached her lover.

Before Spike knew it, Samira wrapped her arms around him and gave her dragon lover a deep kiss in which he kissed back. Their battle of the tongues would go one for a couple of more minutes, making the dragon’s lower serpent to rise again. Ultimately the kiss came to an end.

“...You really are enjoying this aren’t you?” Spike asked with a slight grin.

“Mmmaaayyybbbe.” Samira answered with a sultry grin. “After all, today is your first day starting your sacred duty and I probably won’t have another moment with you until nightfall.”

“Nightfall?” Spike spoke, a little fearful that he would be spending that long doing nothing but breeding.

“We’ll discuss it later but first, let's get… cleaned up.” Samira’s sultry gaze grew more powerful as her hands lowered and grabbed Spike’s dick, causing the dragon to gasp.

Samira then got Spike to sit at the edge of the bath, giving her access to Spike’s package. Gathering armfulls of the bubbly soap towards her bountiful chest, Spike instantly understood what the jackal queen intended to do, and it made him blush more.

Samira then wrapped Spike’s dick in her soap covered meat pillows and went to work.

“Ooohhh boy…” Spike moaned as his shaft was getting “cleaned”.

Samira smirked as this was the reaction, she wanted from him before speeding up a bit, causing her dragon lover to moan louder. Not too long after, Spike’s rumbling balls clenched up once again and the buildup within his penis returned. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back a bit as he felt the cum rising up from his dragonhood.

However, just when he was about to unleash another barrage of his thick draconic essence, Samira suddenly ceased her boobjob and his cum retreated back into his now bloated balls.

“H-Hey-” Spike attempted to protest but Samira put a finger on his lips, silencing him.

“Sorry beloved but if I let you erupt, it will take us a lot longer for us to clean up.” Samira spoke with a cheeky grin. “Plus, you will need all that seed for later today.”

Spike blushed at hearing that.

Nonetheless it was hard for Spike not to “erupt” as Samira put it, as the sexy queen washed and cleaned them both. He nearly did climax after she let him wash her bountiful chest, groping them really well and getting a good feel, which earned him a strong moan from Samira.

Ultimately… Spike couldn’t take it anymore and needed release.

‘...Screw it!’ Spike shouted in his mind as he positioned his shaft right at Samira’s rear hole and gave a great big THRUST!

“OOOHHHHH!!!!” Samira shouted in pure pleasure and surprise as her lover assaulted her ass. ‘Note to self: DON’T tease the dragon too much!’

Spike continued to grope Samira’s breasts, pinching her nipples a bit, as he thrusted into her rear, desperate for release.

“Ahhhnn~! Ffffuck~!” Samira moaned, her tongue hanging out, one hand raised above her head and the other grasping onto Spike’s, keeping it on her breast. “Ohhhhh, you beautiful dragon~!”

Spike could only grunt and pant as he neared his climax. “I… Can’t… Hold it!”

Samira couldn’t even respond as Spike released his seed. “HAAAH~! Aaaooohhh~! Ohhhhhh~!”

Spike gave a good roar as he came into Samira rear, causing the jackal queen’s eyes to roll up and smile like she had gone mad. The amount, the thickness and the heat of Spike’s seed was almost too much. Her markings didn’t initially respond this time as Spike released his seed within her ass, not her pussy and as a result she immediately felt bloated a bit. Though her mind was addled by pleasure, she could still register some thought and she was amazed that Spike could still keep going despite having a passionate night and their brief quickie in bed.

‘Oooooooh… Spike beloved…’ Samira moaned in her thoughts. ‘You really are perfect for me. I’d keep you all to myself, but the ladies of my kingdom need their soon-to-be King’s seed.’

After finally despoting the last of his seed, Spike slowly collapsed onto his back with Samira not far behind, both panting heavily. It didn’t take long for Spike’s spire to deflate a bit and pop out of Samira’s rear, causing a bit of his seed to spill out.

“...I’m sorry Samira.” Spike apologized to the queen, a little ashamed and guilty that he just gave in to his pleasure.

“Don’t be Spike.” Samira said through the pants. “I teased you too much and I ended up paying for it. Though, I did enjoy it a great bit.”

Spike was a little glad about that, but he was a little worried if he could still keep up with Samira’s massive libidio.

“However…” Samira’s tone changed to a more serious one, which caught his attention as she turned over, resting on his chest and meeting his eyes. “Next time: cum in my pussy.”

“Yes, your majesty.” Spike sweated a bit as he could tell from her gaze, she was dead serious.

“Also, I thought I told you that when we are alone, you don’t need to be so formal.” Samira pouted.

“Sorry, force of habit heh.” Spike apologized with a sheepish smile.

“I’ll let it slide this one time.” Samira answered, which revealed the dragon. “But…”

Spike felt Samira’s grip on his shoulders tightened as the queen gazed down upon him. “Should you do so again, I may have to find a means to… punish you.”

Samira’s tone and smile were slathered in seduction, that it both scared and aroused Spike. Enough that it caused his shaft to pulse a bit.

“But let us put that behind us for now and finish getting cleaned up.” Samira returned to a happier demeanor, so quickly that Pinkie would be impressed. “Sera and my niece are likely waiting for us for breakfast as we speak. Let us not keep them waiting.”

Samira lifted herself off of Spike and strode into the water, with a slight wobble in her step, and Spike could see his white seed glistening down her inner thighs, causing him to blush. Despite getting turned on a bit again, he agreed with Samira that they should finish up and head down for breakfast. It was his first day as the “breeding savior” of the zenthians and that meant it was going to be a long and exhausting day.

Countess Sera and Princess Aziza both waited at the table with a sense of impatience. Captain Shunkara was also present but maintained a stoic expression. They had already woken up and gotten ready for breakfast but their queen and chosen savior hadn’t arrived yet. Both jackals could clearly understand why. It didn’t take a genius to figure out that mystery, but both gave annoyed looks for different reasons.

Sera was annoyed that Samira likely got carried away in being the first to breed with Spike. Whenever Samira took a liking to something, she often went all in and her experience in the bedroom made her desire more than just one round. She likely expected her queen would want more the following morning. She did truly know her oldest friend all too well.

Princess Aziza’s annoyance was actually born out of envy and jealousy towards her aunt. She got “first dibs” on her crush and that alone caused her blood to boil a bit. Further, nearly the entire night, she spent fantasizing about having passionate mating with Spike and while she made a mess of her bed, she still didn’t feel that itch had been scratched. It also didn’t help that one of her assigned maids walked in on her during one of those moments.

Suddenly, they both heard two familiar voices down the hall, “She tried to do what?” Came the voice of Samira, who was giggling a little.

“You heard that right, Cozy tried to drain all of Equestria of its magic just so she could become “The Empress of Friendship”. Good thing Sandbar and his friends managed to stop her.” Said another voice that clearly belonged to Spike.

“Whatever did you do with her?” Samira asked.

“It was very obvious that she had quite a few screws loose, so Twilight, my mom, and my aunt decided to send her to an institution. One that was heavily secured and escape proof.” Spike replied.

“If I was giving her a sentence, I would’ve sent her into the Scorching Wastes, all chained up and with only a day’s worth of water.” Samira proclaimed.

“...You know she’s only a filly.” Spike added with some nervousness.

“From what you just described; she is anything but.” Samira justified as they entered the dining hall.

Spike wanted to retort to that, but he had to admit, Cozy Glow was completely unhinged and deranged when he and his friends bested her. Heck, Celestia and Luna wanted her to be imprisoned in Tartarus. The place where Equestria’s worst of the worst are placed. But Twilight, Cadence, and most surprisingly Chancellor Neighsay felt that was way too extreme and managed to talk them out of it.

Spike’s thoughts on the matter would be put on the backburner as he and Samira entered the dining hall, with the queen wrapping her arms around his own.

Aziza noticed this and her left eye twitched with jealousy. Sera herself was a bit envious herself but she couldn’t help but notice how relaxed and the “glow” she was emitting.

“Good morning your majesty.” Sera spoke with the politest tone she could muster. “Sleep well?”

“In a way old friend.” Samira replied with dreamy eyes towards Spike.

The dragon in turn blushed in response but Aziza glowered.

“So, your majesty, as you have probably been told, I do have a few candidates ready for Spike to breed with.” Sera spoke as the two sat down at the table.

“Yes, I was surprised you put that together rather quickly.” Samira spoke as servants brought them their breakfast. “I expected that there would be over a dozen requests for Spike.”

“There was but some stood out more than others.” Sera acknowledged. “The first ones to breed with Spike are the twins, Ladies Ata and Aten.”

‘Twins?’ Spike thought, a little worried.

“Ah yes, the art enthusiasts.” Samira confirmed. “I’m not surprised that both of them wished to breed.”

“Indeed, and since they didn’t make up some ridiculous reason to be among the first to breed, I decided they would have the spot.” Sera reasoned.

“I agree.” Samira concurred. “Some of these ladies are so entitled, they come up with the most outrageous of reasoning.

“Very much so, old friend.” Sera said, “Though I will say, I’m a little surprised Countess Neith isn’t among one of the nobles demanding to be bred first.”

‘Countess Neith?’ Spike said to himself.

Samira just scoffs, “Knowing her, that blowhard wants to see what Spike can do before offering herself up to him. If she wants to sit on the sidelines to see how this will all turn out at the moment, then I say let her. I think she would be happily surprised once she sees the results.”

“Is this Countess Neith like Zahra?” Spike asked.

“Oh, by Netuna, no Spike!” Sera spoke quickly. “She is nowhere near as arrogant as Zahra. If anything, Neith is more like an upstart in political circles. And while I disapprove of her tendency to take initiative at the expense of protocol and decorum, I’ll admit that Neith always has Zenthia’s best interests in mind, rather than her own.”

“Hmph.” Samira grunted.

“You don’t seem to agree.” Spike commented towards the queen.

“(sigh) Granted, I admit that Neith has never committed anything that could be considered a scheme, I can’t stand how Neith acts as if my authority and position is irrelevant.” Samira admitted. “Still, as much as I hate to admit it, I need her support since she has so much sway with the other nobles and officials.”

Spike could understand, in a way. His mother, aunt, and at times, Twilight had to deal with nobles almost every day and had to get their approval at some things. Though, not all of them were penny-pinching dirtbags as he knew some good ones like Fancy Pants, Hoity Toity, and (at times) Filthy Rich.

“So… when does this “meeting” with the twins happen?” Spike nervously asked.

“Shortly after breakfast.” Sera replied.

The drake gulped nervously, “Well, alrighty then…”

“Don’t worry Spike.” Samira reassured her lover. “If you can handle a night with me, you can handle these ladies easily.”

“...A night and a morning.” Aziza quietly spoke in a sarcastic tone.

“What was that young lady?!” Samira shouted, which made her niece jolt a bit.

“Nothing!” Aziza quickly replied. “Nothing at all.”

Samira’s eyes narrowed, clearly not believing her but nonetheless put the comment behind her. Sera, however, gave the princess a look that said, “you need to be careful”.

An awkward silence covered the table as Aziza nervously ate her breakfast while Samira ate hers with an annoyed glint in her gaze. Seeking to break the silence and hopefully prepare himself for his first “session” with the ladies of Zenthia.

“So… Do I need to know anything about the twins?” Spike asked. “Like anything besides wanting to have kids?”

“Hmm? Oh yes! Such information would be helpful.” Samira replied. “Well to answer your questions about the twins is that they are practically inseparable, have a deep love for the arts and are known to share everything.”

“Everything?”

“Everything.” Samira and Sera both emphasized.

“Does that include lovers?” Spike spoke but he probably knew the answer.

“Especially lovers.” Samira answered firmly but it only made Spike sweat a bit.

Spike gulped down hard, “Well, I see then. So, is there anyone else after them?”

“Since you will be dealing with two ladies at once, I thought that would be enough for one day.” Sera answered before giving a slightly annoyed glare at her queen. “And given how… eager her majesty was this morning; it was probably the best decision.”

Samira made an annoyed glare of her own towards her advisor, but Spike couldn’t help but make a quiet sigh of relief.

A little later and after finishing up breakfast, Spike turned to Sera and asked, “So… where will I be meeting these twins?”

“In a room we specifically prepared for your… task. Shunkara will personally lead you there.” The countess replied.

The Captain of the Guard straightened up when she heard her name.

”Of course, m’lady,” Shunkara bowed respectfully, as she guided Spike to the said room.

Shortly after Spike had left, Sera was left alone with Samira and Aziza.

“Auntie! When do I have a turn with Spike?!” Aziza whined.

“When you start behaving more like a proper princess and less like a little baby!” Samira berated.

“Oh, Nabris, help me…” Sera rubbed her temples.

Meanwhile, Spike was brought into the said chamber that is a bit more elaborate and exotic than Queen Samira’s bed chamber.

"Oh my Faust!" Spike exclaimed in awe at the room. "Just how many fancy rooms does Samira have in this palace of hers? It's like one exotic room after another!"

"That's what we've been asking," A voice called.

"And she paid us a lot of money to make her rooms as extravagant as they can be," Added another.

Spike turned to look at the voices to see, walking from behind the pillars are two zenthian jackal girls. Just as Queen Samira and Countess Sera mentioned earlier, they are twins and looked very much identical with one another. Granted, however, they do have some distinguishing features that easily help to tell one apart from another.

For Ata, she had magenta eyes and medium-length hair with golden accessories and jewels as the tip ends. For attire, she wore a hooded robe that shows off her petite figure.

For Aten, she had heterochronic eyes, the left one was red while the right one was blue, and her hair is styled in a single braid. For attire, she practically wore a black metal bikini with gold trimmings. Like her sister, she too had a petite figure.

Spike was in awe at their beauty and the intimidation factor returned as both were about the same height as him, if not a bit taller. If there was indeed such a thing as 'two for the price of one,' then this is it.

"You must be our savior," One of the jackal twins said in a sultry tone, with her eyelids hung low in seduction.

"Mmmm, Dragon Prince Spike," The other added, sharing her sister's tone.

”Uh, yeah, that’s me,” Spike replied, as the two jackals stalked him. “And you must be Ata and Aten.”

“Mmmm, he knows us already, sister,” Ata smiled.

“How flattering~!” Aten smiled, as she was the first to press herself against Spike. “How did you know about us? Was it Queen Samira?”

“Or Countess Sera?” Ata asked. “They weren’t too hard on you, were they? I know Shunkara over there can be a real bitch.”

“I heard that,” Shunkara scowled before taking her leave in a huff.

“Uh, so far…everyone’s been really nice to me,” Spike stammered. “…And…so…how do you girls want to do this?”

“Ooh, a little too eager now, are we?” Ata giggled.

“Oh no, no, no,” Aten waggled her finger. “No rushing these things, y’know. We just want to get to know you first?”

“Really? How do you want to get started?”

***Half-Hour Later***

“I just had to ask…”

Apparently, the twins' way of “getting to know” their savior means…him posing in the buff for them to draw. The ladies focused on him with equal parts fascination and arousal as they drew his form.

“Oh sister, this is a divine opportunity!” Ata spoke with glee. “I’ve always wanted to apply a dragon to our art.”

“Indeed sister.” Aten agreed. “His physique is a perfect blend of strength, boyish youth and studly.”

Spike couldn’t help but blush immensely as the twins commented on him, his body and how they kept giving him such lustful gazes. If he didn’t know any better, Spike would say he was either being ruthlessly teased or was getting “worked up” to the point where the twins believe him ready to breed. Maybe it was both.

“Um… How much longer am I going to be in this position?” Spike sheepishly asked. “I’m starting to strain.”

“Oh, just a couple more minutes.” Ata answered.

“After you do two, maybe three, more poses for us, that’s when the fun really begins.” Aten added with an impish smile.

“Terrific…” Spike muttered.

The twins had Spike take a few more poses like they said, one having him sit like a regal lord, another even holding a spear but the third one would be the ladies’s favorite. The wanted details of his back and the twins got a look at his behind, causing Ata to blush and squeak in sheer arousement.

“Are you enjoying the view sister?” Aten asked with a chuckle.

“(giggle) A little.” Ata answered but it left Spike blushing like crazy.

“Are we almost done?” Spike asked, almost desperate to get out of this slightly embarrassing situation. He expected to mate with ladies and that made him nervous enough but being the subject of inspiration was a bit much.

“Just a couple more minutes and we’ll be finished.” Ata replied.

‘Thank Faust.’ Spike said inwardly to himself. ‘I’m dying to get out of this position.’

After said couple of minutes, the twins finally finished their work and Spike sighed in relief. The dragon began to stretch his arms and legs to ease the strain. However, as his back was turned, Ata crept up behind Spike. In a quick lunge, Ata hugged Spike from behind, groping his chest before making her way down to his crotch.

“AH! Hey!” Spike protested. “Take it easy!”

“Ahh, but we wish to begin the fun part.” Ata teased, continuing to caress his chest and inch closer to his crotch. All the while rubbing her perky breasts against his back. “No need to be shy.”

“My sister is right.” Aten spoke, sitting on the bed and licking her chops, clearly enjoying the show. “If anyone can handle our queen in the bedroom, then this should be a walk in the oasis for our chosen savior.”

“Indeed sister.” Ata concurred, quickly slipping to put herself in front of Spike and lowering down to meet his breeding tool. “Hmmm… They are as big as the rumors say.”

“...R-Rumors?” Spike shakily asked as Ata began to massage his jewels.

“Yes, we have heard that dragons have the equipment that either rivals a so-called “stallion” or outshines them in driving ladies like ourselves mad with pleasure.” Aten answered, rising from the bed and approaching the duo, clearly wanting to join her sister. “And I must say, it is very pleasing to see that the rumors are true.”

Spike was beginning to sweat from all this attention, especially as Ata continued to massage his balls, watching with delight as his cock hardened, and as Aten began to caress the part of his tail that connected to his body before ultimately grasping his rear causing the young dragon to gasp a bit.

The twins could only giggle in amusement and arousement at Spike’s reaction before returning to their fun. Ata began to inhale the musk around Spike’s balls, finding it intoxicating before giving them a good lick.

Spike flinched as Ata began her oral work, slathering his balls before actually taking one into her mouth, sucking on it like there was no tomorrow. However, he forgot there was the twin behind him, but she quickly fixed that by moving under his tail and gave his anus a good Prance-kiss which sent a jolt up through Spike. The young drake was practically shivering with pleasure as the twins worked their oral magic, making his cock completely harden and twitch.

Ata noticed that pre was beginning to seep from Spike’s cock as she continued to suck on his balls. Letting them go with an audible “pop”, Ata began to stroke Spike’s cock.

“It looks like our savior is ready to blow, sister.” Ata teased. “Shall we get to the main event?”
Aten was still busying herself with Spike’s rear, moaning as she tongue kissed his anus and enjoyed the musky scent before finally releasing him with a “pop” of her own.

“Yes sister, let's.” Aten grinned and with bedroom eyes.

“Seriously?!” Spike groaned as he was denied release.

The twins raised themselves to their feet and began to guide Spike to the bed.

“Apologies my dear but we would like to have your seed deposited in only one place.” Ata reassured the young drake as she sat him down. “Within our snatches.”

Spike could gulp as he looked up as the twins looked upon him with amorous desire. “So… who goes first?”

“ME!” Both twins answered immediately but it made Spike regret asking as the sisters now glared at each other.

“And why should you go first?” Aten asked in utter annoyance.

“Simple: I’m 20 seconds older than you!” Ata answered in smug confidence. “Therefore, I should be the first to breed with our kingdom’s savior.”

“Seriously!” Aten looked at her twin with anger in her eyes. “You’ve been using that excuse ever since we were pups but it’s not going to work here.”

“Is that so?” Ata asked, her smug confidence remained unbroken.

“Yes! It was me who first wrote the petition for our savior to breed with.” Aten reasoned with vigor. “Therefore, I should be the one he should breed with first.”

Spike quickly began to feel awkward as the twins argued. If he was being honest, it kinda reminded him of the girls back in Equestria. True, they had their squabbles, but they always remained friends. However, never did they really argue about him before, so this was a first for him and as he felt, it was odd. At the same time, he was beginning to feel a little bad that they were fighting about him and wanted to make it stop. A thought to get them to cooperate soon came to mind…

“Excuse me? Girls?” Spike reached out, getting the twin’s attention and ceasing their argument. “May I be allowed to float an idea?”

Ata and Aten looked at each other for a moment before agreeing to hear what their breeding savior had in mind.

“How about a wager to see… who goes first?” Spike asked, peaking the twins’ interest with raised eyebrows. “I tease the both of you and whoever cums first is the one who has to wait their turn?”

Both girls had the look of surprise on their faces, not only because Spike gave a good and fair idea but also because he wanted everyone involved to have some form of fun. Their faces soon changed from surprise to one of sultry and eagerness, which Spike noticed. Suffice it to say, he figured the twins agreed.

The twins removed what little clothing they had, causing Spike’s cock to harden further, before approaching the bed and each taking a side of him, layed down on the bed stomach first. Puzzled at first, Spike looked at both twins who looked back at him, expecting him to do something.

“Well savior?” Aten asked. “How are you going to tease us both?”

Spike shook off his puzzlement, realizing the twin’s position and his own. Almost naturally, he knew what to do to tease and pleasure these two ladies. The young drake wettend the fingers of both of his hands before tracing the lithe figures of the twins which caused the girls to coo at his touch. His hands eventually reached the entrance to their inner thighs before ultimately touching their lower lips which elicited a gasp of pleasure from both ladies. It didn’t take long for both of their pussies to become sopping wet as Spike began to finger them.

The room was soon filled with the soft moans the twins emitted as Spike played with them. The girls were amazed with Spike’s ability to use his fingers. They were razor sharp and yet they were so gentle, so firm and could reach all the right spots. His fingers were so good that both Ata and Aten had difficulty in controlling themselves. Neither wanted to lose this wager and become second in breeding with their dragon stud. Both not only wanted to bear his children, but they also wanted the bragging rights.

Ata attempted to maintain her smug confidence in the feeling that she will outdo her sister in holding out against Spike’s delightful touch but the young dragon wasn’t making it easy. She could feel herself getting wetter by the second, ever getting closer to climaxing.

“Oooh… Ahhh.. Oh my….” Ata moaned loudly.

“Having (Ah) trouble… keeping up sister? Oooohh!” Aten asked all the while giving moans of her own.

“Not in your life sister!” Ata moaned back. “Oooohhh, by Netuna’s Tear, I will be the first to breed with our savior!”

“(groan) We’ll see… Ahhhh!” Aten replied, her resolve steeled.

Both sisters gritted their teeth ever so tightly as they were dangerously close to climaxing. It was taking every single inch of their willpower not to spill their nectar all over Spike’s claws but sadly, it was a losing battle.

In what seemed like a minute, both sisters came simultaneously, letting out yells of pleasure as they did.

“AHHHHHH!!!!” The twins’ moans echoed in the room so well that it could be heard from the outside hallways, leading some of the guards who heard them to blush and smirk.

“Ohhhhhhh…” The climax died down as the Twins cooed but Spike’s hands were drenched with feminine fluids but that wasn’t the problem going on in the dragon’s head.

‘Seriously!?’ Spike thought to himself, amazed at how this turned out. ‘At the SAME TIME!?!’

Since both came at the exact same time, how was he going to get the twins to cooperate on who gets to breed with him first? The dragon had to think of something fast lest the twins start arguing again.

“So…(huff) who won?” Ata finally spoke.

“Well…” Spike was scrambling to think of a solution to this, but he didn’t want to lie on who won. “To be honest… it was a tie.”

“WHAT!?!?!” The twins screeched. They wanted to jump at each other, but their legs still felt like jelly.

“Are you serious?!” Ata whined.

“You have got to be kidding me!” Aten groaned.

By the tone of their voices, this wasn’t the first time this kind of thing happened. Fortunately, a last-minute thought came to Spike’s mind.

“Now girls, I think I may have a solution.” Spike spoke, getting the twins’ attention. “I’ll head to the back of the bed since you both are a bit exhausted and yet so determined, whoever reaches me first, gets to be bred first.”

The twins looked at each other and while both were starting to get impatient, both wanting to just get to the breeding, Spike’s solution wasn’t the worst idea possible. Still, their shared climax left both somewhat numb in the legs, thus making such a solution a bit more challenging. At the same time, however, both sisters were determined to not let the other show them up.

Ata attempted to raise herself up but her “younger sister” had more energy and willpower than she thought for Aten, whether fueled by a competitive spirit, adrenaline or the desire to breed, gathered her strength and POUNCED on Spike.

“AH COME ON!!” Ata shouted as her sister quickly positioned herself on Spike’s lap, aiming her soaking pussy right above Spike’s cock.

“Sorry, sister.” Aten spoke but the perverted grin clearly showed that she wasn’t really sorry. “You snooze, you lose.”

At that point, Aten quickly lowered herself, impaling her pussy with Spike’s cock, sending a euphoric ecstasy throughout her body, causing her to climax again.

“AAAHH!! MMMMMMMM!! OOoohhh…” Aten groaned in utter pleasure and bliss.“Fuck yeah!!!”

‘By Faust!! She is tight!!’ Spike, in turn, groaned as he struggled to hold himself back as Aten settled herself upon his spear. ‘I almost cummed just from that!’

Spike didn’t have time to dwell on it as Aten already began to raise her hips and slam them back down, making it even harder to keep himself from climaxing. Aten, in contrast, seemed to be on cloud nine. Her mouth was open with a lewd smile, her tongue slacking to one side of her maw and her eyes were rolling up.

Ata quickly noticed her sister’s pleasure-induced features and it was making her jealous, her pussy itching for her turn. However, a wicked thought came into her mind to “speed things up”, her gaze directed at the dragon’s ample balls. She could hear them gurgling with the drake’s precious essence and she couldn’t wait to have turn.

Aten was completely lost to the pleasure she was feeling and what joyful bundle it will bring her once it is over. Spike himself was doing everything he could not to explode so soon but such thoughts would crash like an airship upon a mountain side after a sensation emerged upon his balls.

“HMPH!!!!!” Spike grunted, causing him to jerk up, sending a powerful surge through Aten.

“AHHHHHHH!!!!” Aten’s eyes nearly bulged out as Spike jerked upwards but while she appeared to enjoy that, she knew where it was coming from, leading her to look behind her with a scowl. “ATA, YOU BITCH! WAIT YOUR TURN!”

Ata didn’t pay mind to her sister’s angry words as she continued to suck on Spike’s balls with reckless abandon, inhaling his musky scent which drove her senses wild. She didn’t even care that Aten’s pussy squirted some of her juices over her snout as she continued to tend to Spike’s junk.

Aten wanted to stop her sister from interrupting her time with Spike but doing so would mean to stop and she had no intention of doing so. For now, she decided to just roll with it. Ata’s tending to Spike’s expanding balls was having a desirable effect on Spike’s performance after all.

Spike himself was finding it damn near impossible to keep himself from releasing his load into Aten thanks to Ata’s “intervention”. Even so, a feeling inside him was screaming to simply release and give into this breeding nature. To let go and claim these ladies, similar to the feeling he had with his first night with Samira.

But Spike fought back the release. Whether it was to make a good first impression on these ladies or some damn stubborn male pride, he really didn’t know but he didn’t want to fire his draconic cannon just yet.

Sadly, it was a losing battle and after a few seconds, Spike could no longer hold it and released his load within Aten’s womb right then and there. Both let out orgasmic cries, though Aten’s was louder, and the zenthian’s belly bloated like a balloon.

“AHHHHHH!!!!!” Aten’s screams echoed throughout the room and her face clearly defined her enjoyment. “Yessssss!!!”

Spike openly groaned as he continued to pump his seed into Aten, who seemed to like her new bloating belly. It kept growing until it looked like she was seven months pregnant.

“Guess you’ve discovered my sister’s little fetish.” Ata snickered but even she was a little amazed on how much Spike can produce.

“ATA!!” Aten screamed as her face blushed. “You promised you would never tell anyone!”

“Ooops.” Ata’s impish grin hid nothing. “Oh well, you’ve had your turn, now it's my time with our savior!”

Aten didn’t have time to really react since her mind was still slightly addled with pleasure, but her sister wrapped her arms around her and lifted her twin off of Spike, practically tossing her to the other side of the bed. Spike’s seed spilled out of her pussy as soon as she was off his cock.

“EEEP! ATA WAIT-” Aten soon found herself tumbling over on the other side of the bed, dismayed in seeing Spike’s seed continue to leak out of her. She attempted to move herself and get back at her sister, but her legs wouldn’t listen. ‘UGH! I’ll get you for this one-day sister.”

It would appear that Spike’s shaft and seed leaves females not only craving more but leaves most of their bodies numb with pleasure.

“Alright you beastie, now it's my turn.” Ata spoke with determination and eagerness as Spike slowly regained himself but feeling a lady’s touch reawakened something from his night with Samira.

Ata was already straddling Spike, ready to align his cock to her pussy but before she could, Spike grabbed a shoulder and a hip, surprising her. Before she could react, Spike, in a moment of surprise, strength and energy, forced her upon her back, quickly putting her into a mating press position.

“H-Hey! What giv-” Ata immediately became silent upon seeing Spike’s glowing emerald eyes. They radiated such power and dominance that it left her feeling powerless, sending a delightful shiver down her spine. Her pussy began to leak even more as Spike’s cock teased her entrance.

‘Well well well…’ Aten couldn’t help but smirk. Her twin knew her own little fetish, but Ata had always been tight lipped about her own. ‘Looks like Spike just revealed what turns her on.’

Spike continued to tease Ata’s pussy with his cockhead either rubbing the lower lips or was about to insert himself but stopped himself at the last second.

Ata, however, couldn’t stand it anymore and yelled, “What are you waiting for?! Hurry up and put it in already!”

Spike stopped his teasing and stared Ata right in the eyes. The zenthian was rather intimidated by the drake’s glowing eyes.

“What’s the magic word…?” Spike asked in a low growl.

“P-Please?”

“Please what?”

“Please, please, PLEASE PUT THAT BIG DRAGON DICK INSIDE ME!!! I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!” Ata practically screamed.

With a grunt, Spike plunged his cock into Ata’s pussy, leading the zenthian jackal to squeal in pleasure.

“AHHHHHHH!!!” Ata felt her pussy being stretched like it never had before. None of her toys inflicted this kind of pleasure, sending shivers down her spine and making her pussy leak more than ever. Her mind was already growing foggy as Spike continued to pound her pussy to mush and she was loving it.

Spike himself only continued to make beastail grunts as he continued to plunge his cock into Ata’s snatch, making her pussy squirt like crazy, essentially soaking the bed where they were. He wasn’t what this feeling, this drive, he had within him that made him want to breed these ladies like there was no tomorrow. Spike wasn’t sure if he liked this feeling completely, but he was glad that it was giving him the energy to continue the “task” Samira had given him.

Aten meanwhile could only continue to smirk at seeing her sister be dominated and completely at Spike’s mercy.

“So sister… How is our savior doing?” Aten asked but she already knew the answer. “Is he meeting your expectations?”

“OH BY NETUNA!!!” Ata screamed with a smile, her eyes rolling up and her tongue hanging out. “KEEPING GOING! KEEP FUCKING ME YOU BEAST!”

Aten’s smirk could only grow from there. She was going to enjoy recounting these events to her sister and hang them over her head forever. Plus, she couldn’t help but get aroused by seeing her sister in this kind of state. Despite already being satisfied and filled to the brim, Aten could already feel a slight burning feeling in her loins. A desire for more. But as per their queen’s order, only one main “filling” was enough. A little disappointing but it was the trade-off since they were allowed to use Spike as “inspiration” for their next art pieces.

Despite Ata’s encouragement, Spike hardly needed it as she continued to pile drive her but went further but groping Ata’s breasts, pinching and sucking on her nipples with reckless abandon. This only made Ata squeal more and make her pussy gush every time his cock hammered her. What little thought process remained in Ata’s mind was all likelihood that she wasn’t going to last much longer. And it would appear Spike wasn’t going to last either, as his cock tensed up and his balls began to gurgle, ready to blow. Aten could almost hear them, but her sister’s pleasure-filled shrieks and Spike’s grunts made it difficult.

True to prediction, neither Spike nor Ata were going to last.

“I-I-I’M GOING TO CUM!!! CUMMING!!! CUMMING!!!” Ata screamed, loud enough that some of the outside guards could hear her, which left many of them blushing like mad.

***ROAR*** Spike groaned and roared as he dumped his load into Ata’s snatch, which was basically squirting like a waterfall. Spike’s cock continued to pulse as it “deposited” more of his seed within Ata which caused her womb to expand to accommodate the huge load which made her look a few months pregnant, rivaling how big and filled her sister looked.

Aten couldn’t help but feel a little envious on how pleasured and satisfied her sister looked. Not to mention that her dragon seed-filled looked about as big as her own. She was kinda hoping that she would have the larger load. Still, she had hope that she would give birth first…

Spike just crashed after regaining most of his senses. All the teasing and eventually fucking just drained him of what energy he had left, leaving him to lay on top of Ata, who didn’t seem to mind, given how she still had that ahegao look in her smile and eyes. All Spike could do was pant like he had been racing with Rainbow Dash for hours. That, and try not to fall dead asleep.

During Spike’s entire session, a large mirror had been placed adjacent to the bed where he had been breeding with the twins, one was also placed on the sealing for some reason…

Little did the three occupants know that the mirrors within the room were enchanted, allowing the caster to observe all the events in front of the mirror. That caster turned out to be Queen Samira herself, who was thoroughly enjoying the “show” within her private study. She was impressed the young dragon could not only handle her in bed but actually leave her more than satisfied. Now she couldn’t help but be proud with how he handled himself with the twins. He maintained his composure when they desired him as an art inspiration, didn’t burst early when they teased him and ultimately brought them to his mercy. She really enjoyed seeing them bloated with his seed.

“Now I am more than certain I have found my future king and husband.” Samira commented as she played with her exposed pussy. “Seeing him breed the twins in such a way certainly was impressive. Few could truly pleasure those two at the same time.”

Saimra raised her hand, seeing it soaked with her juices. She was worked up seeing her lover breed the twins.

“Hmm. Part of me wants to bring him back to my chambers and jump him there but from the looks of it, he may be too exhausted.” Samira observed. “Well… I did tease him enough in the morning for a good quickie. Still, I love the feeling beside him when in bed.”

Samira made a mental note for herself to have Captain Shunkara escort Spike back to her chambers so he can get a proper rest.

Little did Samira know however, that two others were secretly watching as well…

Within the glowing yet grandiose chambers of the High Exarch, Zahra was also observing Spike’s performance with a great deal of interest and satisfaction. However, unlike Samira, who merely played with herself while doing so, Zahra was in full-on masturbation mode upon her bed. She was completely nude, shoving a large and long dildo up her pussy, all while playing with her sizable breasts. The tattoos and runes on her body glowed, slightly illuminating the room as she continued to pleasure herself in watching Spike bring the twins to heel.

It didn’t take long for her to already envision her future rule over Zenthia with the young dragon by her side.

“Oooohhhhhh!!!!!! What a stud!!!” Zahra moaned as her pussy gushed on the dildo over her daydream of herself sitting on Samira’s throne with Spike joining her, fucking her as she sat.

Such thoughts once again brought the High Exarch to ecstasy. “One day my dear dragon… I will be queen; you will be my king and our children will rule these lands and perhaps beyond!” After coming down from her high, she panted, “Of course, as long as my secret benefactors keep their end of the bargain…”

In another large room but from a good distance from the palace, within a sizable office chamber, another was observing Spike in his first day as the kingdom’s breeding savior.

It was Countess Neith, sitting behind her desk, gazing upon the whole show in her hand-held mirror. She appeared equal parts intrigued and yet so stoic. However, this betrayed her actual thoughts and feelings, for a warm and slightly wet was brewing between her legs, causing them to figet a bit.

She had reservations regarding her Queen’s plan in bringing in a dragon from Equestria to be their kingdom’s savior and have him breed with an untold amount of ladies but upon hearing how he handled Samira herself and witnessing him bring the twins to such pleasure and satisfaction made her reconsider.

“Hmmmm…” Neith moaned quietly. “This young dragon does indeed have promise. I’m actually looking forward to my session with him.”

Neith’s thoughts already shifted to envisioning that session with Spike. How he will fill her to the brim with his potent dragon seed and in time, give birth to their children. Her pussy was already getting wetter at the thought of being pregnant and having numerous children with Spike.

“Ugh! All hot and bothered and yet not a single toy nearby to help me out.” Neith groaned in annoyance as the show got more interesting as Spike dominated Ata. Eventually, she decided to just go ahead and pleasure herself, dropping her panties below her knees and letting her hand get soaked by her nectar.

Author's Note

Sorry for the long wait everyone NetherTempest and I have dealing with other things as well as writer's block. I also want to thank my good friend Phantom-Dragon for helping us with some of the segments for this chapter.

Also, as you all may know from the Cozy Glow bit, certain things played out differently in both season 8 & 9. And just so you know, Spike hasn't gotten his wings yet.