Anya was going to kill a dragon. She wasn't sure exactly how one killed a dragon, but she figured she would do whatever it was that all those heroes on television did that made a dragon die. She'd start with a sword, or some TNT, or possibly an M-80. If that didn't work, she'd find a Patriot missile and fly it straight into the damn thing's heart, or at least where his heart should have been. That mother FUCKER, she was furious. That sneaky mother FUCKER had just pumped her pussy full of his semen, and she knew she would get pregnant. She ALWAYS got pregnant. Fuck! Anya kept her green eyes focused only on Wei as he stood in the kitchen doorway, his whole body incredibly tense, burning hot, as he stared back at her.
The second the cock inside of her slackened and slipped out of her shaking sheath, Anya felt the man behind her move away, quickly, not caring that she fell down to her bottom as he bolted straight for the back door of her house and yanked it open. He was out and Wei was hot on his tracks. She wasn't sure the oxygen she was breathing in was actually getting to her body, because everything felt numb and fuzzy as Zheng approached her and picked her carefully up off of the floor and carried her back into her bedroom, closing the door behind him as he moved her into the bathroom and put her down into the tub. As he turned on the tap and adjusted the temperature, Anya thought she heard a booming roar outside of her house and she began to shake.
She wrapped her arms around her bent legs and pressed her face into her knees, she was crying, when had she started to cry? Biting her lip, she hiccuped and looked up at the quiet Asian man that was plugging the tub and stripping down to his boxer shorts before he got in the large tub behind her and pulled her up against his chest. Anya turned towards him and buried her face in his strong chest as he wrapped his arms around her. As the hot water rose, they laid there together quietly as he massaged her shoulders and arms gently.
"Yu is young."
"No he's not, he's like a million years older than me, and he did this on purpose." Anya shook her head, she wasn't stupid.
"Anya, I am sorry." Zheng sighed, "The birth of the twins has affected us all, given us hope that we can survive through another generation. I would be lying if I told you that I didn't want to mate with you, as well."
She stiffened a bit, but he wasn't trying to do anything but comfort her in the tub, and the hot water felt good against her shivering body. "Where did they go?"
"They went somewhere where they could change into their true forms, and fight."
"They're going to fight?" Anya gasped.
"Did you not sense the anger coming from Wei when he saw Yu within your body?"
"I thought dragons didn't mate for life?"
"We don't, but Wei would never have shared you with either of us, he would have not wanted you to be put through birthing another dragon egg."
"Why not? It's good for your species." Anya watched him pick up a washcloth and get it wet before spreading shower gel on it.
"What we did to your kind in the past is unforgivable, Anya. We are responsible for the annihilation of your ancestors. All of them. We have no right to ask any more of you." He began to massage the soap into her skin and Anya closed her eyes, finally feeling herself calm down a little from what had just happened to her. She didn't even mind when he rubbed the cloth over and around her breasts, ass, and then she found herself opening her thighs so that he could clean the core of her.
The eldest dragon was even kind enough to ignore the whimper that came from her slightly parted lips as he cleaned her lower body. When he had finished washing her, he moved her out of the tub and dried off her body. Anya was standing on her bare feet on her bath rug when she looked down and saw that her usually small, firm stomach was already starting to become rounded. Biting her lip, she put her hands on the mound and felt the warmth beneath her skin.
"How long until the egg comes out?" She asked, she couldn't remember how long it took the last time.
"Twelve to fourteen hours. You should rest." Zheng picked her up in his capable arms and carried her into her bedroom and laid her onto her side on her bed. The babies were still in the center.
"Will Wei be mad at me?" She asked, frowning as the man picked up the two sleeping babies and cuddled them close to his chest.
Zheng frowned and shook his head, "No, Anya. He is not angry with you. He is angry at his brother, and probably himself for thinking he is responsible for this happening."
Anya frowned before she rolled over to face the window, her hands wrapping around her stomach as she closed her eyes and tried to sleep. After what seemed like hours, she was finally able to rest, but her dreams made her fretful and she kept feeling herself startled awake until eventually, a great heat wrapped slowly around her body and she was pulled into a strong embrace. Her breathing calmed and her body sunk into a deep, peaceful slumber.
"This totally sucks." Anya panted late the next afternoon as she squatted in her bathroom, naked, her hands pressed against the large curve of her stomach. It wasn't as big as it had gotten the first time Wei had gotten her pregnant, for which she was thankful, but she knew that even birthing one dragon egg was going to be painful.
"I am sorry, Anya." Yu's voice sounded quietly from the corner of the room. Shu had to stitch him up for over an hour early that morning. He and Wei had returned and Yu had definitely been the loser in the battle the two had had over what he'd done to her.
"Shut up, Yu." Wei growled from behind Anya, her back was pressed to his chest and their hands were clutched together.
"I fucking hate dragons." Anya whimpered as the pressure began to grow more painful.
"Push, Anya." Wei whispered in her ear and felt her squeeze his hands hard. Shu was with the six children, they had gone to a nearby park to play for the afternoon. They had told her children that Anya wasn't feeling well. It was the truth, she felt fucking terrible.
"Ah, ah, ah, oh fuck!" Anya panted, feeling the rough slide of the egg as it pushed her pussy neck farther out than it should ever go and the first bit of the egg became visible outside of her body.
"Push, Anya." Wei ordered, moving his large hand to her stomach and pushing down hard, helping send the egg farther down her passage until she felt it tear out of her body and into the waiting hands of Zheng.
"It's done, Anya. The egg is out."
"Thank God." Anya sighed as she felt her body collapse against the man behind her. She watched as Yu moved closer to his oldest brother, anxious to see the egg, to see if it was all right. They had told her that there was always a chance the passage through her canal would put too much pressure on the embryo within and it wouldn't hatch.
"The egg is fine, Anya." Zheng said, his eyes searching hers out as she leaned back against Wei, covered in perspiration.
She nodded and closed her eyes as she sought to gain control of her breathing. Wei was dipping his hands into the goo that would help heal her from the birthing that she'd just gone through, but Anya put her fingers around his wrist to stop him from doing it yet.
"How long before I can be bred again?" Anya's question made the three dragons look at her in confusion.
"Anya, you are not going to do this again." Wei hissed, glaring at Yu who was still standing over Zheng, despite his desire to take the dragon egg containing his growing child.
"I am doing this again. Once more. I need to give Zheng an egg. That is the very last time I will ever fuck a dragon." Anya explained to them.
"No." Wei tensed, "You are done now."
"I am, Wei, and because I am doing this, you will promise me that you will all go, and you won't fuck me again, and you will promise that when my daughters, Penny and Dina are grown, that you will not do this to them. They will not fuck a single damn dragon." She demanded, looking from Wei to Zheng, who had risen and handed the egg to their quiet brother.
"I am not asking to mate with you, Anya." Zheng said softly, though Anya could tell that his eyes were already burning with a desire that the normally stoic leader of the dragons generally kept deeply hidden inside.
"How long til we can fuck?" Anya sighed, feeling Wei squeeze her hips a little hard, not in any way happy with what she was suggesting.
"You need two days of rest, Anya. You would never have the energy for another birthing so soon. Wei needs to care of you in the meantime, you must heal your body first." Zheng said before leaving the room. Yu would need to leave with the egg quickly, he would need to find a place where he could change and nest with it, otherwise it would not survive.
Anya felt Wei smear the goo inside of her stretched hole and felt it instantly start to work to bring the tissue back together tightly, and correct the displacement of her insides as her body slowly moved back into her normal human shape. She knew he didn't agree with her decision to give Zheng a dragon egg, but Anya had thought long and hard about it as she'd sat, uncomfortable on her bed all day, Wei spending that time either fucking her ass or driving his cock down her throat. He may not have blamed her for what Yu had done to her in the kitchen, but he was angry, and his anger had come out in the forceful thrust of his hips as he speared her repeatedly with his cock.
Yu was gone when she finally made her way into the front of the house, still a little shaky, and Anya sat at the dining room table to eat the food that Zheng had prepared for her. She ate with zeal, and finished thirds before finally feeling a little more like herself. Shu returned with the children, and they were fed and the evening was spent doing oddly normal things. Sam showed Wei how to play dominoes with him and Oscar and Penny sat on the couch with Anya and Shu, who each held a baby as they watched a cartoon movie. Zheng was in the room with them, as well, sitting on the floor and playing with Dina and her dolls. If anyone had told Anya that she would see the king of the dragons helping a little baby girl change a dolly into a swimsuit, she would have never believed them.
The Lotus family had left the next day, after Zheng and Wei had ensured that Anya would accept their help in packing the remainder of her house. Movers had been hired for the day of, but they didn't want her being the one to have to pack all of her belongings up. She had relented, she actually hated to pack, and she had promised to wait until they returned to finish the job. Wei had also sat with her alone in the back yard at one point and told her that he'd gone to see her lawyer and paid for the land and home that she'd bought in Minnesota. He didn't want her worrying about finances, and apparently, it was very lucrative to live as long as the dragons had lived. They had more than plenty to give. She had accused him of buying dragon eggs, or trying to buy her NOT giving them another one, and he had simply frowned at her and shook his head.
