Dragon Riding - Sex Stories

Dragon Riding

... front of her and squeezing the air.

"You took pictures of--nevermind, forget I asked. I don't want to know. The less I know the better, that's what my parents always say."

Neiza rolled her eyes and led them deeper into the chamber. At last they came to a beautifully ornate door with depictions of dragons and vines etched about its surface. More pressingly, a sound could be heard beyond it, a faint rumble followed by a splash.

"Water?" he whispered. "Up here?"

"Come on!" Before he could stop her, Neiza opened the door and slipped inside. He clambered after her, nerves causing him to sweat, mind racing with the possibilities of what a dragon could do to them. Burning, scorching, tearing, gnashing...

They saw everything upon entering the room: the sparkling pool of water, the great ivory columns rising up to the ceiling, the smooth tiles adorning the floor, the exquisite murals depicting various scenes of nature upon the walls, and her, the Life-Binder herself. Within the shimmering pool Alexstrasza stood, naked and astonishingly beautiful. Water droplets clung to her tan skin, rolled down her generous curves, dampened her long crimson hair. The fine craftsmanship of the bathing chamber paled in comparison to the Dragon Queen's beauty, and he found himself almost drooling at the sight of her naked body, his jaw slack and hanging open.

A tug on his arm snapped him out of his reverie. Neiza brought a finger to her lips and then gestured for him to follow her. ...

... They crept closer until they reached one of the massive pillars, huddling behind it and peaking out from either side. Alexstrasza didn't notice them and continued bathing, eyes closed as she soaked in the hot water, splashed it across her supple skin, steam rising up all around her.

"What are you doing?" he whispered.

Neiza had dropped her bag and was rifling through it. The low roar of water being pumped into the pool obfuscated the noises she made, but he nevertheless worried about their discovery. Alexstrasza may be the Aspect of Life, but he doubted that she would approve of a pair of voyeurs spying on her, and an angry dragoness was the last thing he wanted to face.

Neiza pulled a camera out of her bag and flashed it to him, grinning wickedly. His eyes bulged and he shook his head violently. "Are you trying to get us killed?"

"Shush," she said, fiddling with the big bulky contraption then pointing it at Alexstrasza. He winced when it clicked and spat out a black and white photograph. "Damn! Had the wrong filter on."

"Let's get out of here," he urged, taking a swipe at the camera, "There's nowhere to hide if she gets out of that bath and comes over here."

Neiza dodged his attempt to take the device and held it up again. "One more picture and--damnit, the lens is all fogged up." She cradled the camera and rubbed at the lens with her sleeve. Scrubbing... scrubbing... dropping...dropping.

The two goblins lunged for the camera, collided with each other, and ...