William splashed down into the creek like a meteor. His wings were barely working and needed rest. He might not win this one; he had lost a lot of blood from uncounted wounds and Stephon was right behind him. On cue the older Dragon trumpeted out of the sky streaking for him like a golden bird of prey. Williams power reserves were dangerously low and he had to choose between healing and possibly ending this fight. Stephon would have to be low too as this battle had raged since sunset. He chose the later and summing the last of the ancient power from within he belched forth a great plume of molten fire at the golden beast before him and pushed off with all four legs to take to the sky.
His enemies were not far off though few could keep up with William or Stephon. He had to find a woman and he hardened his heart to what he had to do. More magic could be harvested from a willing woman in fact the more pleasure a dragon gave a lover the more power they got out of it. Tonight sadly he had no time and no reserves. He had to get out of enemy territory with his information or all was lost. He set off for a small city near by praying to all the ancient gods that he would make it and find what he needed.
Rose had gotten off work in good time to get dinner with friends and hit the goth club when it opened at eight. It was a quiet night at the club and she had the dance floor to herself. By the time she left it was after one and she was exhausted and more than a little drunk. She desperately wished she had just paid for parking instead of finding that one free spot five blocks away. She crossed the downtown pedestrian mall and started the hike to her car hopping to sober up on the way.
She was not afraid to walk the distance in the dark she was used to people avoiding her rather than see her as a target. Wind erupted from nowhere and she looked around to watch the wind in the trees. When she looked in front of her and there stood a naked man. She blinked. He seemed to have formed from thin air. He was a little taller then she with long coppery red hair and built like an athlete of the olympic quality. What really caught her attention was that he was covered in nasty wounds.
He must have been mugged in the worst way and she pulled her phone out to call for help. In two long quick strides he was on her and slapped the phone out of her hand it skittered across the street and broke against the curb. "What the fuck? Hey man, you need help? wait let go!" saying nothing, he had grabbed her arm and was pulling her towards a large alleyway to her left. She struggled to free herself but despite her self defense training she could not budge him. He was unearthly strong.
This was really bad and it was really happening to her. She took a deep breath and yelled for him to stop then for help. He simply drew her in to him and covered her mouth. His blood smeared with her club clothes and got on her skin. Under the blood he had a dark musky odor that was oddly intoxicating. She doggedly ignored that thought and struggled to get free using every trick and technique she knew but he just picked her up all two hundred odd pounds like it was nothing.
He carried her into the ally she bit his hand hard and yelled again. His breath was on her neck as he growled for her to be silent. "Why?" she mumbled around his hand which was back over her mouth. "Because" he said evenly "I will kill you if you make a sound above a whimper." she had no intention of whimpering even though she was getting confirmation of what she was in for by the blood going to his groin. They were well into the alleyway now and he pushed her against the wall of a building she glared at him but was quiet.
William looked her over, she was plump, beautiful, and most importantly sturdy. While it was true that rape harvested less power than sex with a willing person he was out of time and his mission was unfortunately more important than one woman's suffering. It was time he told her to turn around and she did only to back kick him in the groin. He caught her two steps away and through her to the ground.
She landed on her knees and he pushed her down to all fours. She was fierce and if he had to pick a type it would be her especially the quiet way she was cursing. He easily ripped away her booty shorts and she gaped at the sensation of cloth shredding around her pulling against her. Her plain panties were next and she shook under his hands as he positioned himself to take her. This woman was well built for the task but William knew he was in a word huge. He would have preferred to woo her take her in comfort and with grace, but there was no time.
The wisdom of her body made her wet for him regardless of her want in the matter. He entered her and could tell she was trying not to cry choking back sobs as he pushed further into her. He grunted softly as he plumed her full depths. He pulled back and pushed again his hips, smacking against her ample ass. She felt amazing around him and he lost himself to the sensations of driving into her harder and faster. She gasped and whimpered in front of him and he let his hands rome to her breasts. He found to his delight that they were pierced he tweaked them and she growled at him.
That defiance drove him to greater heights of ecstasy, he could feel the power flowing into him as he pounded her stretched pussy. William pulled her harder against him by her tits, his rhythm picking up speed. Drenched in her natural juices he thrust into her at a frenzied pace he felt his power grow with ever push against her ass. Soon his wounds were healing painfully knitting back together. It was a wild sensation to feel the pleasure through the pain.
