The Book of Mallory

The dragon could only watch as Mallory removed what little clothes Twilight was wearing, pulling the gown back over her shoulders and exposing her naked body. Twilight squirmed in protest, but only muffled noises came out.

His hands balled into fists. “Let her go… right… now…”

Mallory beamed at him. With two hands, she groped Twilight’s breasts and with another, she beckoned him to come closer with the pull of a finger. “She wants you too. Did you know that, Spike? I’d wager her lust for you is greater than yours is for her, and I can prove it.”

With a wave of her hand, the red mist surrounding Twilight’s mouth and hands dissipated. She didn’t move or make a sound.

No longer did she resist Mallory’s touch either as the dark princess leaned into her neck, brushing her lips against her ear. “Go on, Princess Twilight… Tell Spike the truth, or deny me.”

To Spike’s amazement, he saw a different look in Twilight’s eyes. Her shoulders sagged, and she let out an exhausted breath.

“I… I have… Ever since we first came to Ponyville all those years ago. You’ve only matured and grown into a great young dragon since then…” Without encouragement from Mallory, she moved closer on her hands and knees until she knelt before him, his erect cock pointed directly at her face. “She’s right. I do want you, Spike, if you’ll have me…”

Then, Twilight took hold of his cock, and his heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t believe it was happening, even as he looked down at her. Her hands were a lot smaller than Mallory’s, but that didn’t matter to him. Gently, he placed a hand on top of her head, at the base of her horn, and Twilight swooned.

With his cock in both hands, she began to stroke while bringing the tip closer to her mouth. “I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

Spike nodded meekly. His entire face felt hot, but he didn’t say a word as Twilight opened her mouth and swallowed the tip of his cock whole. Warmth and saliva enveloped him, and her head bobbed up and down as her lips moved tightly along the surface of his throbbing member.

Across the room, Mallory had undressed, letting her crimson dress fall to the floor. She raised her arms high above her head and stretched her body as though she had just awoken from a deep sleep.

Now that she was naked, Spike noticed more details on her body. Dark purple tattoos were engraved across her chest and down her midriff, seemingly channeling his gaze towards her bare vagina, a deep and narrow slit now dripping a clear liquid in anticipation. Then, there was her cutiemark. It resembled a valentine, a deep purple like her tattoos, except the heart was upside down.

Spike understood immediately. Mallory was the princess of lust, the opposite of love.

Her proportions looked even more exaggerated now that they were no longer confined to her dress. She moved to the bed, watching them with every step. Then, she began to play with herself, pushing her fingers into her own slit while squeezing her giant breasts. “That’s it, Twilight… Take it all. Show our dear Spike how much you really want it…”

Twilight grabbed his sides with both hands and lunged forward, taking his cock into the back of her throat until her snout pressed against his stomach. She coughed and gagged but didn’t relent, dripping saliva from the corners of her mouth.

Spike stumbled backwards into the bed, falling back as his calves hit the post, and his head feel right into Mallory’s lap. Twilight was on him in an instant, eager to get his cock back into her mouth, but Mallory stopped her with a show of pause from her hand. “I think it’s my turn, little princess.”

The giantess looked down at him and grinned. With a wink from her eye, she began to shift her body, and she threw her leg over his head so that her dripping slit appeared above him and his cock twitched beneath her head. “Watching you work was impressive, but you are a mere novice. What Spike wants is a mare who can truly provide for him.”

From his back, he could see the frustrated expression on Twilight’s face. She looked hot and flustered, her face bright red. “That… That’s not for you to say! That is Spike’s decision!”

Mallory didn’t seem to care for what she had to say, because moments later, Spike’s cock was locked inside of her mouth, all the way down to the bulging knot at the base of the shaft. The dark princess swallowed the knot with ease, far surpassing the efforts made by Twilight. Her lips formed a perfect seal around his cock, sucking on him passionately while her forked tongue slithered up and down the shaft inside her mouth.

Spike couldn’t begin to describe how good it felt. His fingers gripped onto the bed sheets as his groin churned and twisted. Before he knew it, a dizzying wave came over him. He breathed heavily as several thick spurts of semen fired from the tip of his cock, directly into Mallory’s throat. Her lips remained sealed around the base of his knot throughout the orgasm, taking load after load until, like Twilight, she too began to gag.

After what felt like an eternity of blissful climax, Mallory rose her head and sat on his beside him. She made a motion with her hand, signaling for Twilight to join them on the bed as she swallowed what cum remained. “Now you, little princess. Mount him.”

Twilight scowled at her. “I don’t take orders from you. I’ll only do what Spike tells me.” Her glare then softened as she turned to face him. “Well, Spike? Do you want to take this further? I can do better this time, I promise.”

Spike’s cheeks turned red as he looked into her eyes, and he nodded his head. “Yes…”

Grinning from ear to ear, Twilight climbed onto the bed. She clumsily threw one leg over the side of his waist, straddling him with the tip of his clock probing her bare slit. Her entire body shuddered as she braced herself.

To his side, Mallory chuckled. “This will be good, I can tell.”

Twilight ignored her, lowering her body slowly as she impaled herself on Spike’s cock. She grimaced, and tears rolled down her cheeks from the corners of her eyes, but she didn’t stop until the lips of her opening touched the knot.

Spike moaned aloud. The feeling was warm and wet, but much tighter than the mouths he experienced before, and far more slippery. After balancing herself, Twilight began to move, bouncing up and down, his cock sliding in and out of her with greater ease than the first time.

He had dreamed of this very moment before, of Twilight ridding his cock like a nympho in full heat. Now that it was happening, he only wanted more.

Twilight’s breasts bounced in every direction as she forced herself upon him again and again. Spike wanted to feel them, but before he could, Mallory appeared in his vision, her face close to his as her hands cupped his cheeks.

“You haven’t forgotten about me, have you?” Then, she pulled him into a deep kiss, pressing her mouth against his, and she slipped her tongue into his mouth. Her leg swung over his side, and she straddled him as her many arms closed in around him.

Spike could feel her slippery wet slit rubbing against his stomach. Her size and weight were great upon him, and her massive breasts flattened like great balls of dough against his chest and shoulders. He instinctively threw his arms around her. His hands could not touch around her back, but he held on as tight as he could manage. Then, he returned the force of her kiss.

Having little experience of his own, he mirrored her actions, opening and closing his lips while pressing into hers. As her tongue entered his mouth, he did the same in a dance for oral supremacy.

His own heartbeat thundered in his ears, drowning out all other sounds. He could hear Twilight’s cries though as she orgasmed intensely. His attention, however, was on Mallory. All he could think about was the dark princess in his arms. She twirled in his thoughts like her tongue twirled in his mouth.

Then, she let out a muffled moan, for the first time distracting Spike from their kiss. Both of them stopped, both looking at each other with equal surprise.

Mallory panted heavily. “Wha… What was… Did you feel that?”

Spike wasn’t sure what she was talking about. Twilight had fallen to her side. She was knocked out after her powerful orgasm, so all Spike could feel was the weight of Mallory crushing down upon him. In answer to her question, he shrugged his shoulders. “What are you talking about?”

She looked disturbed, maybe even panicked. Her chest heaved with every breath. “I am not sure, but I think I liked that kiss, Spike…”

Something clicked inside the young dragon’s heart, like the day he discovered greed. It was as though a switch had flipped. A primal urge had been turned on, and the switch snapped in two.

Spike sat up, and with all his might, he pushed Mallory to the side, flipping the princess onto her back. “Ah! Spike, what are you- Ah!”

The entire bed groaned, but the posts held. Before she could say a word, he moved between her legs. His snout brushed against her swollen vulva. His mind filled with a slew of new sensations. The smell was thick and strong, and the taste was tangy.

Mallory squirmed and kicked, but he managed to hold her legs down. “Sp-Spike! You cannot! No one has dared to-“

Spike dived into her slit, sloppily kissing her soaking wet folds as though he were kissing her mouth. Mallory’s back arched and she cried out. Each of her four arms were outstretched across the bed, her nails digging into the mattress like claws. Like he had done with her mouth, the dragon slipped his tongue into her slit and flicked her labia, causing her to scream his name.

He couldn’t see Twilight, but he could here her drowsy chuckle and knew that she was watching. “That ought to show her…”

The dragon licked tenaciously at Mallory’s folds, lapping up her secretions like a feral beast. It drove her wild, sending the dark mare into a frenzy as she bucked and kicked. Then, her body shook violently for several seconds as she climaxed, but Spike didn’t relent.

Like a serpent, he slithered up her body, kissing her stomach and breasts along the way until his cock breached the outer walls of her slit. Still distraught from her previous orgasm, Mallory made no attempt to stop him from penetrating her. Spike positioned himself on top of her, staring directly into her glowing eyes, now stained with tears. Her lips moved, muttering something he could not understand, but his resolve was set.

“I… gave you… her…”

“I want you…”

Spike pushed his cock into the giant mare, burying the shaft in its entirety. Her red pupils dilated, and a sharp gasp escaped her quivering mouth as he pierced her womb.

Her lips parted. “Oh, Spike…”

Then, all four of her arms wrapped around his body like dark tendrils, pulling him in close to her body and his lips into hers.

Spike allowed his hips to shift. His body moved on its own, pulling his cock back out past her folds before driving it back inside. Again and again, he pierced her labia and drilled into her prenatal chamber. Her inner walls were tight, refusing to give way to the girth of his shaft, but that hardly stopped him.

Mallory squeezed her arms around him, pulling his head into her neck as she moaned aloud into his ear. He struggled to breathe with her hair in his face, but that didn’t slow him down for an instant. Amidst the gasps and cries of pleasure, Spike made out a few words that hissed from her teeth like escaping steam.

“If you dare stop… I will kill you…”

His pace quickened at her threat. Whether or not she was sincere, he couldn’t tell, but even in his primal state of mind, he knew going against her wishes was a mistake. In that moment, on that bed, she was all that mattered to him. Everything else faded into the dark corners of the room. Only their faces and little of their bodies were illuminated by the red glow from her eyes.

Spike bored into her, and he felt a twisting sensation in his chest. As he pushed himself up and out of the thicket of Mallory’s hair, he noticed her staring back at him, her eyes open wide.

“I felt it too… Switch with me.”

Confused, Spike remained motionless, silently hoping she wouldn’t punish him for that. “What are you talking about?”

Instead of an answer, she pushed with three of her hands planted into his chest, lifting him off of her and tossing him onto his side. From his back, Spike caught a glimpse of Twilight sitting on the floor as she watched them intently. The dragon now truly feared he done something to upset her. The giant mare could strike him with any of her four arms, but no retribution came.

Instead, Mallory mounted him, lowering herself swiftly onto his cock with a loud bellow of exhaustion, the length of the shaft resting tightly between her folds. With her back to the room, she outstretched her wings, allowing Spike to see them in their entirety. They were like great sails on a ship, dark red and crowned with talons the size of kitchen knives.

Her lips curled into a devious grin. “You excite me, Spike. In all my millennia of debauchery, no beast, pony, or other creature that walks, swims, or flies has ever made me feel so… desired.”

Spike couldn’t help grinning. His heart flipped in his chest. He did desire her, more than anyone he’d ever wanted before.

Then, she leaned forward, lowering her face to his. The princess of lust kissed him on the lips. It wasn’t forceful or driven, but slow and firm. Each of her arms came down around him like four pillars of stone forming a cage, and in that cage, she kissed his lips a second time.

“Thank you… for letting me out…” Mallory rose back up to her full height, shifting her hips along the way. “Now, let’s finish what we started. I am so very close, and your phallus is just what I need to get me there.”

Spike was flat on his back, his head comfortably elevated by a pillow, and an ancient demon sat poised to have her way with him. “Um… Mallory? Is there… anything you want me to do?”

The dark princess reared her head back and laughed. Her whole body shook as she wiped a finger along her tear-stained cheeks. “My little dragon still wishes to please me? No, Spike… Just… be still, and let me take care of us both.”

She raised herself up slightly, and with one hand holding his cock upright, she fell and pierced herself on the member. Spike took in a deep breath as her womb consumed him. It squeezed and massaged the pleasure sensors of his shaft, especially just beneath the tip. It seemed to move like it had a mind of its own, or that Mallory could exert a greater degree of control over her vulva than other mares.

Mallory brought herself down upon the engorged knot dominating the base of his cock but failed to take it inside of her. She scowled, baring her teeth, and brought herself down a second time. With greater force, she impaled herself with the full extent of his member, effectively locking the knot inside of her.

“That’s… different…” Her breath was shaky as she struggled to compose herself.

Unsure of what to do with his hands, Spike laid them gently on her thighs. “Are you okay?”

The look of frustration she had was replaced by a wicked smile. “I’ve never been better, Spike. I cannot recall the taste or feel of dragon, but your size has exceeded my expectations!”

With their genitals locked together, Mallory’s inner walls pressed harder and harder together, even forming rippling waves that seemed to coax an orgasm out of him. Spike was certain now that this was an ability unique to her. “Mmm- Mal…”

She held a finger to his lips. “Don’t… I can feel it too…” Her breaths became deep, and her voice grew raspy, like she was dehydrated. “I can… I’m…”

By the look of confusion on her face, Spike could tell that she’d never been rendered speechless by sex. He could only conclude that her body was on auto-pilot, just like his. His hands moved up her thighs, along her smooth, toned abdomen, and arrived at her breasts. Mallory made no objections as he groped her giant mounds of flesh, squeezing them tightly between his fingers.

She swooned at his touch, and her walls seemed to move harder in response, massaging his cock in ways that didn’t seem possible.

“Sp-Spike! I’m-“

Her words came too late as achieved her orgasm. Doubling over, the dark princess exhaled deeply, and her entire body shook with vigor. Two of her hands were planted firmly on Spike’s chest crushing the wind from his lungs.

As the walls of her vulva slammed together, Spike released what he had been holding back since he first laid his hands on that cursed book. With his cock knotted inside of the princess, he fired a barrage of thick streams of semen directly into her womb. Her walls squeezed him even tighter, coaxing every last drop out of the tip of his member.

The dragon was utterly drained, physically and mentally. He gasped for air as Mallory finally lifted herself off of his chest. When she unhitched herself from his cock, it fell clumsily to the side, glistening in the light from the moon and her eyes.

In his state of weakness, she seemed to find strength. Mallory looked renewed, full of energy and life. She dipped a pair of her own fingers into her folds, marking them with white, creamy fluids. Then, she brought them up to her mouth and licked them clean.

Twilight was by his side now, running her fingers along the green spines on top of his head. She said something to him, but Spike couldn’t hear it. All he could focus on was Mallory as she stood tall over him in the center of the bed. Her eyes burned bright red, and her pearly fangs dripped with malice. Twilight seemed to be putting herself between him and the dark princess, raising her hands up as if to tell her to stop.

Spike couldn’t hear any of it, just the pulsating in his own ears, but the evil grin on Mallory’s face faded, and she vanished in a flash of red light. His vision turned blurry, but he saw the diary in Twilight’s hand. That’s when Spike blacked out.

***Up Next: Hand in Hands***