LOGINChapter 61 The new dragon blocked the corridor his mixed crimson and obsidian scales gleaming with an unnatural sheen that made my stomach twist. He was taller than both Draven and Vaelor with sharp ridges along his shoulders and eyes that glowed a deep violet. His gaze raked over my exposed body taking in my heavy leaking breasts my soft round belly and the way my thick thighs pressed together in fear and exhaustion. I pulled the torn robe tighter around my curves but it did little to hide the milk still dripping down my skin or the plump curves that had drawn so much dangerous attention. “Who are you?” I demanded trying to keep my voice steady even as my heart hammered against my ribs. My wide hips ached from running my round belly feeling heavier with every panicked breath. I could still hear the clash of battle behind me Vaelor’s golden flames roaring against Elyra’s shadows while Draven’s conflicted voice shouted my name. But none of that mattered if I could not reach Aether.
Chapter 60 I stepped fully into the corridor my bare feet cold against the stone as my soft round belly led the way. The robe clung to my heavy breasts and wide hips outlining every curve and roll that these dragons had once worshipped so fiercely. My thick thighs rubbed together with each hurried step sending fresh aches through my still tender body but I did not slow down. The sight of that glowing orb in Elyra’s hand pulsing with stolen pieces of my son’s power made something primal rise inside me hotter than any pleasure Draven had ever given me. “Give him back,” I demanded my voice echoing off the walls stronger than I felt. Milk leaked steadily from my nipples soaking the front of the robe but I no longer cared about modesty. Aether needed me. Vaelor needed me. Even Draven who stood there silent and conflicted needed me to force his hand. My plush ass jiggled as I moved closer my round belly trembling with every breath as I placed myself between Elyra and Vaelor’s chained form
Chapter 59 The visions finally faded from the crystalline mirrors leaving the chamber in heavy silence broken only by my ragged breathing. My knees ached against the cold stone my soft round belly resting heavily on my thick thighs as I remained kneeling where Elyra had left me. Tears still tracked down my cheeks but the quiet resolve I had felt earlier began to burn steadier now fueled by the image of Aether’s small face and the memory of his tiny body pressed to my heavy breasts. I would not break here. Not while my son needed me. My wide hips shifted slightly sending a fresh ache through my tender post birth body but I forced myself to stand my plush curves jiggling with the effort as I moved toward the mirrored walls searching for any weakness in the magic that held me. My heavy breasts felt full and tender milk still leaking slowly from the stress of everything that had happened. The simple robe they had given me clung damply to my skin outlining every roll of my soft belly and
Chapter 58: Broken ChainsThe weight of the ceremony’s revelations still lingered in the air like smoke from a dying fire as I found myself alone with Vaelor for the first time since the birth, the thin walls of the fortress chamber doing little to muffle the distant sounds of Elyra’s forces reorganizing. My body had begun to recover in small ways, my soft round belly settling into its familiar plush fullness, heavy and yielding beneath the simple robes they had given me, while my thick thighs and wide hips ached with every careful movement. Aether slept soundly in a reinforced cradle nearby, his hybrid scales catching faint glimmers of light, and my heavy breasts remained full and tender, ready to nourish him at any moment. Yet despite the physical exhaustion, my heart raced with a fragile hope when Vaelor appeared at the barred entrance, his golden form still bearing the marks of Elyra’s earlier attack but fueled by unwavering determination.He moved swiftly, using the last reserves
Chapter 56: Poisoned MilkThe clash between Vaelor and Elyra raged on in a whirlwind of golden fire and obsidian shadow, their partial shifts sending sparks and raw power crackling through the grove while I remained cradled in Draven’s arms, my body still heavy and spent from the birth. Aether had finally quieted against my breast, his nursing slowing as exhaustion claimed him too, but I could not tear my eyes away from the fight or from the conflicted dragon who held me so possessively. Draven had not joined the battle. He stood rooted in place, his crimson eyes flicking rapidly between Elyra’s fierce dominance and my softer form, his large hands never loosening their grip on my wide hips and the lingering swell of my post-birth belly. The hesitation I had seen earlier had deepened into something heavier, as if her return had awakened chains from his past that he could not yet break. He protected me physically, shielding me from stray bursts of energy, yet he made no move to aid Vael
Chapter 56: Poisoned MilkThe clash between Vaelor and Elyra raged on in a whirlwind of golden fire and obsidian shadow, their partial shifts sending sparks and raw power crackling through the grove while I remained cradled in Draven’s arms, my body still heavy and spent from the birth. Aether had finally quieted against my breast, his nursing slowing as exhaustion claimed him too, but I could not tear my eyes away from the fight or from the conflicted dragon who held me so possessively. Draven had not joined the battle. He stood rooted in place, his crimson eyes flicking rapidly between Elyra’s fierce dominance and my softer form, his large hands never loosening their grip on my wide hips and the lingering swell of my post-birth belly. The hesitation I had seen earlier had deepened into something heavier, as if her return had awakened chains from his past that he could not yet break. He protected me physically, shielding me from stray bursts of energy, yet he made no move to aid Vael
Chapter 50: Torn Between FlamesVaelor’s arms were the only thing keeping me from collapsing as the fortress crumbled around us. My naked, cum-drenched body pressed tight against his chest — thick thighs slick with Draven’s seed, my heavy pregnant belly squishing between us, heavy breasts leaking m
The Dragon's Chubby TreasureChapter 38: Taken AgainDraven carried me out of my mother’s house like a prize he had reclaimed.I was completely naked in his arms. My round belly pressed against his hard torso, still sticky with his cum. My heavy breasts bounced with every step he took. My thick thi
The Dragon's Chubby TreasureChapter 33: Forbidden PleasureDraven came back just as the sun began to set.I was still lying there, exhausted and covered in his dried cum. My round belly felt sticky and tender. My heavy breasts ached. My pussy throbbed from being used so roughly. I wanted to disapp
Chapter 27: Forced Nourishment Draven finally stepped back after throwing me across the hall. My body ached everywhere. My thick thighs trembled. My round belly felt bruised from his rough hands. My heavy breasts throbbed where he had squeezed them too hard. Between my legs, my pussy was swollen







