“Nectar,” he said simply, then flicked his tongue up and down her soaking lips, causing Enna to draw a sharp intake of breath. Kathari continued his attentions for some time, carefully maneuvering around her frantic fingers and sometimes teasing them to stop for a moment. Soon, Enna felt the cool sheen of sweat begin to cover her body as her breath became rushed and heated.
“Why…” she tried to say.
“Hm?” Kathari asked. His tongue stopped, and Enna felt her insides quiver in response.
“Why haven’t you- ah- entered?”
“I told you, Ladria: I will not force myself upon you.” He brought her closer to his face and whispered in her ear, “I want you to beg, Ladria.”
“P-please…” she said weakly.
Kathari said nothing, but moved downwards once again. She felt the rough sandy tongue press gently against her lips, then slowly slip inwards. Enna’s breath quickened once again as the tongue worked its way within her, twisting and stroking the walls inside. As she focused on this new sensation, Kathari’s tail coiled about her midriff for support, moved downwards, and began to rub her legs and rear. The tip several times probed Enna’s asshole, sometimes prodding it gently and other times passing across it in long strokes.
Most of all, though, Enna’s mind was filled with the pleasure of Kathari’s tongue. It worked slowly at first, burrowing its way deep into her, then began to ripple. The thing was as thick as most other men’s shafts, but as it rubbed across the top of her innards, Enna knew that no man could match this. It filled her completely, reaching all the way to the back, then began to rotate left and right within her. The tongue’s forked tips did their own dance as well, feeling each corner of her and sending overwhelming spasms of pleasure to her mind.
Through all of this, Enna continued to rub herself with vigor. She brought her other hand up to her breast and began to squeeze it as Kathari’s tail coaxed the other. Enna grabbed and pinched at her nipple, soon becoming lost in the pleasure. She no longer knew whether Kathari’s tail and tongue were pleasuring her or were simply a part of her own body, nor could she remember a time when such ecstasy had not filled her entire soul. She had forgotten the chilling cave air, and felt as if steam were rising from her body from the sheer heat within her.
Before long, Enna felt a familiar pressure building inside. Her legs began to shake furiously, and she managed to say “I’m-” before Kathari’s tongue barely tickled her cervix deep within her. Enna let out a short squeal, and her body shook as her orgasm hit in full force. This did not stop Kathari, whose attentions only seemed to heighten and send Enna into further climaxes, riding one upon another until she feared that it would never stop. Or, rather, that it might stop too soon.
She did not know how for long her body erupted in pleasure, but eventually she felt Kathari’s tongue withdraw. She twitched within the grasp of his tail as he did so, feeling suddenly empty.
“Do you trust me now, Ladria?” she heard him ask.
Enna’s chest rose and fell slowly in broken gasps as she recovered. Did she trust him? Kathari began to lick her abdomen in long strokes, going from her soaked crotch to her hard nipples, then looping around her neck and mouth. Her breathing picked up slightly, and Kathari purred as he noticed.
“How long has it been?” he asked.
“Eight months,” Enna replied. Her breath shook huskily as she spoke. “Too long. Don’t- don’t stop.”
She nearly cried out when Kathari withdrew his tongue. “You are my emissary,” he growled, “not my equal. Now, you will begin your service to me.” His tail deposited her gently upon the wet stone floor. By the warm light of the sunrod, Enna saw beneath the dragon as he rose up, the muscles beneath his scales growing taut. She moved forward to caress his chest, to feel the taut power of his body, but cried out as the rough stone scraped across her legs. Kathari reached out his claw and pressed against her chest, stopping her. “Not here,” he said, “come.” He noiselessly padded further into the cave’s depths, and disappeared into the darkness.
Enna rose on shaky legs and picked up the sunsteel, looking around carefully. She glanced left towards the gentle upwards slope which led to the surface. She could run. She could make it, too; her horse would carry her back to the nearest town, and there she could summon help. Yet her feet didn’t move, and she only stared at the prospect of freedom.
“Ladria,” she heard a soft voice call out from the darkness. Enna turned away from the exit, stumbling slightly at the fog of pleasure which enwrapped her, carefully stepping over the sharp stone as she followed the sound. The cave’s walls soon closed inwards as she followed the twisting passage. The light of the sunsteel only penetrated so far, but by its warm glow she noticed the walls soon grew softer. Enna reached out her hand and felt a furry mass on the wall as soft as her finest garments. The moss gradually thickened beneath her feet as well, which tickled in an oddly erotic way. Enna looked behind her and noticed as the moss sprung back into its original shape, leaving no trace of her passage.
“Ladria,” Kathari crooned again. Enna continued on. Before long, she saw a dim light begin to fill the tunnel, and as she rounded a corner she gasped in surprise. Kathari stood in the middle of a tall chamber which stretched high above his head, reaching to a point on the ceiling where Enna could see a thin crack which leaked sunlight. A pool of clear water lay beneath the crack, and the green moss grew upon every surface. She moved inwards and continued to stare as she approached Kathari, who lay upon a short mound of moss.
Kathari cocked his head at her. “Have you not seen such a place in your travels before?” he asked.
“No,” she said, “We never strayed far from civilization. I’ve never actually been in the wilds before.”
“We shall have to change that,” Kathari said. He stared down at her, now right next to him, and turned on his side to expose his belly. In the clear light, Enna now saw him completely. She dropped the sunsteel, which fell soundlessly to the ground below and rolled away.
Two long, thick, moist rods extended from a slit between Kathari’s rear legs, one rod in front of the other. Enna knelt down and grasped one gingerly. The thing was as thick as her wrist and as long as her half her forearm, and Enna felt somewhat light-headed as she breathed in its exotic scent. She began rubbing her hand across its slick surface, feeling the hard bumps which dotted its surface, then stroked its knobbed head. She continued this pattern carefully, running her hand along the shaft as she gripped it firmly, using her entire forearm to stimulate the whole thing at the same time.
Kathari groaned, a sound like a ship creaking in a storm, and Enna smiled coyly. Her other hand went to his second shaft, and she began to stroke each one with a firm, muscular grip. She moved her body closer to his, rubbing her bare skin upon his twin manhood, now using her entire body to pleasure him. The wet coating which covered each shaft soon covered Enna completely, allowing her to slide effortlessly upon Kathari. She could feel his muscles contract beneath her, and his claws raked the moss around him.