The day slowly passed for Vorcha, each passing minute made her body ache with want and need to breed. So much was her bodies want and desire to cool the flames of her heat that the air began to heat up as did her body till flames began to randomly flare up around her and dance about her. The blacken stone slab she was bound to seemed unaffected by the heat as well as the dark metal chains that held her.
  On the second day Vorcha heard sounds and at times the ground trembled, but after a hours time there was nothing. So she lowered her head and gasped as her body begged for taking , how she wanted this to end.
  At that moment Sventar had walked through the great hall and looked about as he walked. The walls adorned with weapons and banners of the fallen foes who risked all and fell against these walls like weak waves. Sventar at times stopped and studied a few weapons and made note of the makers skills.  Till he stood before two massive doors, he looked around and grinned and placed his hands on the doors to push them open. He paused for a moment as he felt the doors were warm, not cool as the rest of the keep felt. He then pushed with all he could, fighting the massive doors open and slowly the hinges creek as they opened. Sventar looked into the room after the blast of heat washed over him and as he worked himself through the doors he stood with arm up protecting himself from the heat.
 Sventar adjusted his eyes and could see what looked to be a figure at the center of what could be called a fireball. It was not long after that he could smell her, could smell the want from her, the scent of her body and that was all his body needed to feel and smell to arouse him.
  Sventar stood there watching her, his cock now so hard it was hurting but each time he tried to move closer the flames burned him and his armor. He roared at the flames and paced back and forth just out of the flames trying to think how to get to her. But his mind was not thinking clearly it had one thing in mind. SEX with that female NOW.
  Sventar tried again and again to breach the fire but only burned himself more. He couldn't understand how could fire affect him so? He was a dragon !  
  Vorcha saw the doors open and could see someone enter the room, her ears perked up as she could caught the scent.  Vorcha whimpered and put tension on the chains as soon as she could tell ..... it was male. Her body reacted to his scent as it begs for him, her untouched maidenhood now was wet with desire and need and her scent began filling the room and filling his nostrils with her sweet smelling nectar. 
 Sventar looked into the fires and he heard her whimper and he blindly walked towards her , only to be forced back again by the flames and making him roar in anger.  HIS prize was right there and he could not reach it because of flames.
  It was then he paused and looked down at himself .    "I am dragon....... but this form......... is..."  Sventar suddenly threw off his weapons and shifted into his true dragon form and boldly walked into the flames. The flames danced and swirled around him but were nothing more then warm breaths against his scales. He approached her and looked down at her and gave a grin as now he was going to take her from this place as his prize, but as he reached for her the dark steels magic burned him deeply with the wards of the elders. Sventar knew those wards and he knew the chains there had bound down the elder black dragon Nolgresh and Sventar hissed.
  Vorcha watched the male shift into a dragon and enter into the flames and as he drew closer she whimpered and tugged at her chains, She needed him wanted him in ways she did not understand but she cared not, her body was on fire and that's all she knew.
  Sventar growled at the new problem until he smelled her again and his mind blocked out thought of anything but her, he moved behind her watching her try and move and with out a moment lost to thinking things through Svetars massive cock hung down ready to perform.
Vorcha watched him move behind her and her eyes widened as she watched his massive cock slip from its protective sheath and hand below him hard and ready. Her own mind was in pure want and she purred at seeing it.
Sventar heard her purr and moved forward and places a large clawed hand on her back and held her as the slick tip of his cock found her eager entrance and for a moment Sventar smiled at how it felt and Vorcha did as well feeling the touch of him. The moment was short lived as both wanted one thing, and Sventar gave her just that thrusting his massive cock as deep as he could push it, making her flat toned belly bulge with his size so deep within her and making her scream in pain at first but as his rhythm found pace her screams became moans of sheer pleasure.
  Vorcha let out scream after scream at the first plunge of such a massive cock taking her maidenhood and then repeatedly thrusting into her making her screams become moans of want and need as her body reacted to him, coating his powerful shaft in blood and then her eager juices as his thrusting continued driving her mad with pleasure. 
  Sventar took her again and again filling her with load after load of his seed, her heat fueled his lust and he gave to her everything he could and more for hours and hours. Vorcha was in bliss with every thick heavy load he filled her with she purred and would push back against him driving his cock into her deeper and into her very womb.
  The day was filled with their sounds and noises of lust and rough sex until late in the day the flames faded away and the fires died. The two found enough energy for one more round with Sventar in his other form, allowing him to enjoy her body more , caressing her firm small breast and nipping at her neck. The two then laid there in the middle of the room covered in sweat and other bodily  liquids catching their breath, Vorcha purred softly as her pussy leaked of his many loads of seed and Sventar could only smirk to himself.  The last time he went so long was with many of his daughters to enjoy the day like this. He looked at her laying there chain and grumbled and said in a heavy voice  "I have to find a way to get those off of you"
It was then Sventar felt another near him and then a sharp searing pain that shot through his whole body, he scrambled up and moved for his weapon but went to his knees. He tried to move but his body quickly felt like lead and he stumbled and fell only a few feet from his weapon. He rolled to his side slowly trying to see who attacked him and where was Vorcha. What he saw was a black mist move over the floor towards him, not even his dragon sight could not pierce through it and it came up to him and seemed to hover over him. He heard a soft erotic almost dream like voice from the mist and then saw her face. Black as coal hair hanging down with braids and green eyes like jade sparkled down at him as she smiled and whispered to him    "For all your strength you would be dead now if it was not for whom you are.....
   
   Sventar woke that evening outside his castle half dressed and alone in the night only the scent of Vorcha on him reminded him it was no dream.

    Far away Vorcha was bathing under watchful eyes who remained in the shadows. Vorcha looked around   "Can I get out now?"  she ask openly and got back a stern   "No use the oils you stink of him!" from the shadows. 
  Amornia smiled watching her little sister bathe she looked out the window over the dark lands and her mind went forth and spoke to another.   "It is done....... Her heat ended before the last day. She is with child."   
" Perfect"   was the reply she got