This is part of my "Obsidian's Hoard of Lovers" series, but the shorts are written in such a way that you should be able to enjoy them in any order.
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Thank you and I hope you enjoy the story.
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Obsidian took a deep breath before stepping into the room.
He had been talking with the others before, and his whole party and lovers agreed, he needed to talk with her and settle this.
But this is Salome we're talking about, he thought, and she could be incredibly intimidating. Yes, even for a dragon.
He finally mustered his courage and stepped into the reading room of the manor where they were staying for now.
Obsidian was in his human form at the moment, much easier to move down corridors with it.
His heart skipped a beat when his eyes came upon Salome.
To say she was beautiful was to make an absolute understatement. Her deep purple eyes gazed upon her current book, devouring as she was prone to do, and her sensual wolf-like face was completely at rest.
A pair of golden horns curved backwards from under her shoulder-length hair, decorating her head almost like a crown, and her purple and white fur almost shone with the dim light of the fireplace.
Her body was sensual and curvaceous, with a voluptuous chest, small waist and wide hips. A pair of beautiful long legs completed the breathtaking sight, with generous thighs and muscular calves, ending in a pair of golden hooves rather than feet, which were polished till you could see your reflection on them, and looked better on her than any pair of high heels ever could.
She was wearing a silken black dress that hugged her figure just enough to give an idea of what was beneath.
Her long bushy tail peaked from one side of her seat, its tip shining with supernatural green light, making it look aflame.
Obsidian tried his best to compose himself as he moved closer to his crush.
Salome averted her eyes from her book as he came closer, her beautiful face giving him a faint smile.
"Hi, lovely," she said with a sweetness that dramatically clashed with her intimidating appearance.
Obsidian smiled back at her and almost giggled like a timid teenager.
"Hey gorgeous, hope I'm not bothering you," he said, knowing full well he probably was.
Salome returned her gaze to her book.
"Just reading for a bit," she said, passing a page, "did you need something?"
Obsidian pulled up a seat and sat close to her reading chair.
"Actually, I wanted to talk," he said.
Salome sighed and placed a bookmark in her book before closing it and delicately putting it on her lap.
Her eyes met with his and Obsidian felt his very soul could be sucked by them. Which, to be fair, it may be a distinct possibility. She was the most powerful witch he had the pleasure to meet.
"What did you want to talk about?" she asked, though her tone betrayed that she knew what he wanted to discuss.
Obsidian took another breath and switched to his humanoid form as his clothes banished in a blink of magic, basically looking like a dragon had been poured into the mould of a human.
His black scales glimmered in the soft light of the room as he focused his fiery, magma-like eyes on his crush.
"Us," he said trying to maintain his composure, "I can't get what you said out of my head, how you said you would love to be with me but couldn't."
Salome put her book aside on the coffee table and stood up, planting her golden hooves on the carpet firmly as she looked up into his eyes.
"I told you, you scaly man-thing," she said while poking him on his chest, "I will not be another notch on your bedpost, you can go to your sluts for that."
Obsidian sighed, it hurt when she referred to them like that, but when Salome was angry, venom just flew from her mouth.
The dragon grasped the hand she was using to poke him and placed it close to his heart.
Salome blushed, but quickly regained her intimidating aura.
"You know I don't want that, I love you, you crazy witch," Obsidian said, being genuinely honest with her.
She bared her teeth at him.
"And I want to be special, not just another bitch on your hoard," she said with fire behind her eyes.
Obsidian shook his head.
"Besides," she said looking sideways, "as hot as you are I want a dick just for me, not big on sharing."
Here was his queue, it was a stupid idea, but somehow, he was sure this was the way to give her a push to at least give them a chance.
"Greedy girl," said Obsidian with a naughty smile while he held her muzzle and gently moved her gaze towards him again.
"I just know what I'm worth," Salome said with a growl.
Obsidian concentrated, he had prepared for this, and with a couple of words of power, he summoned it.
From his crotch, an impossibly epic erection came forth.
In many ways it was identical to his regular phallus, with its ridges, the tapered tip and its generous knot.
But it shone with a golden hue, as if it had been taken from the heavens themselves.
Salome looked at it utterly flabbergasted, her mouth agape.
"What the hells?" she asked, indignant but utterly enthralled by it.
"A dick, just for you," Obsidian said with a giggle, "no one else will have it, it's for your pleasure and yours alone."
Salome looked back at him, though still somewhat distracted by the member, and poked him on the chest again.
"If you think a fucking magic dong is enough to..." her words were caught short, this was Obsidian's second part of the plan.
His hand was gripping her neck as tightly as he could without snapping it, making the beautiful witch claw at him in shock.
However, her surprised face softened quickly into a lascivious grimace as she struggled for air.
"Harder... daddy," she said, provoking him.
Obsidian growled and dragged her to the dining table in the room, slamming her on it as he ripped off her clothes like a possessed beast.
Salome's sensual hands wrapped around his forearm, enticing him to choke her harder.
"Took you long enough, you stupid penis," she said as her tongue hanged out like that of a breathless bitch.
Obsidian spread her legs and started rubbing his golden dick against Salome's burning nethers, enjoying the dirty sounds it made as she got wetter.
"It's not my fault you're slow on the uptake," she said as he choked her harder, her eyes starting to fade from the lack of blood and air.
"In my defence," he said to her while trying to keep himself from devouring her, "normally I'm not expected to just grab someone and use them like a fuck doll."
Salome giggled as he let her catch her breath for a second before choking her again.
"I'm not most people," she said with a tone that could melt rocks.
Obsidian growled at her.
"No, you are not... you are fucking amazing," he said as he plunged the tip of his burning golden dick into her puckered little asshole.
Salome arched her head back with a grimace of delight, still gripping his forearm as he choked her.
Obsidian slid it inside her ridiculously tight hole, his ridges sliding in as the beautiful witch trembled against his body.
The dragon gave out a filthy moan as his knot rubbed against her flesh, the juices from her beautiful pussy slowly dripping on his manhood and wetting his crotch scales.
He released her neck and grabbed both her wrists, pulling them over her head and holding them against the table with a single hand.
Salome returned her fiery gaze to him, just as he started groping her voluptuous right breast and purred happily.
"Filth," she said to him, but without an iota of complaint in her tone.
Obsidian lowered his head and, like a man finally tasting water from an oasis after being lost in the desert, planted his lips against hers, his long muscular tongue intertwining with hers.
The dragon started thrusting hard, slamming his knot against her with savage delight as he moved his right hand from her breast to the small of her back, helping her arch her body to take him better and deeper.
"How did you know I liked it in that hole?" Salome managed to ask in between loud lascivious moans.
"A little bird told me," Obsidian said with a wink as he locked his jaws on her warm neck, making her whine like a she-wolf in heat as his teeth marked her flesh.
"I should have known better than to share it with any of your sluts," she said as her legs locked behind Obsidian's back, forcing him to thrust as close and deep as possible.
Obsidian chuckled in between moans.
"Don't be mean to them, they love you too, you know," he said while trying to fuck her as hard as he could feel she needed.
Salome's eyes rolled back as she enjoyed the hard fucking, struggling not to drool like a bitch in heat as she was taken.
"Just fuck me, you cock," she said, groaning for him.
The dragon grinned.
"Please fuck me harder, daddy," he said, teasing her.
Salome shot him daggers with her eyes as she shivered.
"Fuck you, you overgrown schlong," she growled while trying to retain a modicum of composure.
Obsidian stopped, teasing her by rubbing his hips against hers.
"Say it..." he said with a smirk.
Salome growled louder, but let out a little whine as he pushed his cock as deep as he could.
"Please fuck me harder... daddy," her soft tone betrayed how much it turned her on. Probably annoyed, she had exposed that she liked the term when he first grabbed her.
Obsidian leaned forward, his snout gently touching hers, focusing on her beautiful purple eyes.
"I love you," he said with heartfelt sincerity.
She squirmed in his hands, her body tensing to better feel him against her.
"You better mean it, I'm going against every fibre of my being to be with you," she said, closing her eyes as waves of intense delight smashed through her body.
"If you lie to me, I will end you," she said with a threatening tone, but not instilled by hate but by lessons learned by her wounded heart.
