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with every pump. Every time the shaft grinded against the slick walls, they tried to clench and snuggle the heated rod. It was as if they yearned for him to never pull out.
    The fiery-haired man moved his face closer, bringing his burning eyes forward as well. His breath was almost as hot as his cock was as it continued to pump away, and he pressed his lips to mine. It wasn’t enough he stole my virginity, but he stole my first kiss and the very breath in my lung. He was laying claim to everything I called my own.
    Worse, my body began to submit and my hips moved on their own, trying to meet with his crotch partway. They connected with a jolt running up my spine, ecstasy surging through my body with the lewd sound of flesh-slapping-flesh. What was the point of resisting when it felt this good? In the end, I gave in and let him do what he wanted to savor his cock filling me.
    The thrusts got harder and faster, the length jumping inside the tight haven that caressed every inch. My body knew what was happening. He was getting ready to explode inside me, getting ready to sow his seeds into my fertile and waiting womb.
    While I should have been horrified, I couldn’t be more excited at the thought of having a child to call my own and alleviate the loneliness. And if it was the strong, chiseled, barbarous man who took me for himself and plied me until I submitted, I wouldn’t mind being made the one to bear his child.
    “ Do it, ” I purred, bringing my hands to his back and running my nails against his heated flesh. “Give me a baby!”
    He pressed my shoulders down onto the grass and leaned back. Putting all the inhuman strength he could into it, he threw his head back and roared, splitting the sky as liquid fire poured inside of me….
    ******
    I woke with a gasp in my cabin, covered in sweat and parched with thirst. Not the clearing, not beneath the burning gaze of the fiery man, and not being bred like a broodmare. It was just me, alone as always, inside my home. It was just a dream.
    Even so, it was such vivid a dream that I could feel the phantom sensation of being split in two and then being filled with liquid fire even now. And it revealed exactly what I wanted—to be taken and made pregnant.
    I wanted someone who would violate me until I screamed his name, and then sowing his seed inside of me. It was a lewd desire, but one that I could call my own….
    Sadly, such a dream would only remain a dream.
     
     

Truth in Legends
    I had been wondering what I would feed the dragon if it stayed.
    The dragon fended for itself, taking care of my little problem with animals eating my herbs. Either they learned soon, or they suffered for it. It was convenient, if nothing else.
    Silly as it was, I was happy to see it was recovering well. Or maybe it was just because it gave me something to talk to without the fear of reprisal. The dragon seemed to like me well enough that it let me touch it without any problems.
    Before I knew it, six days had passed and the dragon had healed remarkably.
    “Soon you’ll be ready to fly again,” I said. My hands ran along its snout and then patted the tip a few times. “I’ll be a bit lonely without you here, but I’ve gone years without company before.”
    The dragon made a low grumble. It slightly craned its head and brushed the tip of its snout against my stomach. Given how big it was, it almost knocked me off my feet. Was it trying to comfort me?
    “I’ll be fine,” I said. “Though, I keep having these dreams since you crashed into my garden. You wouldn’t happen to really be a red-headed king stuck in this form, would you?”
    It made a snort and gargle before resting its head on the ground again and dozing off. Of course it wasn’t. I don’t know what I was thinking.
    I went back to gathering herbs to make medicine and then headed home. It was when I was halfway there that I ran into trouble. Two men stepped out from behind the trees near my home.
    The gleam in their eyes set