Steam rose from the copper tub in Rhaenyra's private chambers as the princess lounged in the hot water, her silver-gold hair floating like silk around her shoulders. The candles cast dancing shadows on the stone walls of the Red Keep, and the scent of jasmine oil perfumed the air.
Alicent Hightower slipped into the room, carrying fresh linens. "Oh!" she gasped, not expecting to find the princess bathing at this hour. But as she turned to leave, something caught her eye that made her breath catch in her throat. Rising from the water like a magnificent sea creature, Rhaenyra's body had changed in ways that defied nature. Between her legs, a magnificent cock stood proudly – incredibly large, thick as her wrist, with delicate Valyrian markings spiralling up the shaft in an ancient pattern that seemed to pulse with magic. The head was crowned like a dragon's crest, flushed a deep rose gold that matched her nipples.
"The blood of Old Valyria flows strong in me," Rhaenyra purred, noting Alicent's wide-eyed stare. "The dragon dreams showed me this would happen - that I would be blessed with both feminine grace and masculine power." Alicent couldn't tear her eyes away from the mesmerizing sight. Droplets of water traced paths down the impressive length, making it glisten in the candlelight. The shaft was pale as moonlight like the rest of Rhaenyra's skin, but with subtle iridescent scales that caught the light when she moved.
"My lady, I... I've never seen anything so beautiful," Alicent whispered, dropping the linens and drawing closer as if in a trance.
"Then come closer, sweet Alicent," Rhaenyra commanded, her voice husky with desire. "The dragons took what they wanted, and so shall I." Alicent's legs trembled as she approached the tub. The magnificent cock before her was a masterpiece of Valyrian magic. The heavy balls beneath were like dragon eggs, full and perfect, radiating heat and promising virile power. They were marked with the same shimmering, iridescent scales as the shaft, pulsing with ancient magic.
"How... how did this happen?" Alicent whispered, kneeling beside the tub. Her hand hovered inches from Rhaenyra's throbbing member.
"The dragon dreams came first," Rhaenyra explained, her violet eyes dark with lust. "Then one morning I woke to find myself... enhanced. All these glorious inches of pure Valyrian power." She ran her own hand along the impressive length, showing how the markings glowed faintly at her touch. "The head is shaped like a dragon's crown, see? And these ridges..." She traced the spiral patterns that wound up the shaft. "They're ancient Valyrian spells of pleasure and fertility."
Alicent's breath came in short gasps as she watched a bead of precum form at the tip, glowing with an otherworldly pearlescence. "May I... touch it, my princess?"
"You may do more than touch," Rhaenyra smirked, rising from the water. Her cock stood proudly at attention, water streaming down its magnificent length. The heavy balls swayed enticingly, radiating heat like dragon eggs about to hatch.
Alicent's fingers finally made contact with the velvet-soft skin stretched over steel-hard flesh. The markings glowed brighter at her touch, and she felt a pulse of magic shoot through her core. "Gods," she moaned.
"The old magic flows strong tonight," Rhaenyra growled, pulling Alicent closer. Her cock throbbed visibly, each pulse making the Valyrian markings flash with power. "I can smell your desire, sweet one. Your cunt weeps for me."
"Yes," Alicent whimpered, mesmerized by the way Rhaenyra's magnificent equipment seemed to have a life of its own, responding to their shared arousal. The head was now deep purple-gold, precum flowing freely and glowing like molten metal.
"Then let us not waste such precious fluids," Rhaenyra purred, stepping from the bath. Water streamed down her perfect form, steam rising from her heated skin. Her cock bobbed proudly before her, leading the way to her massive bed. "Come, sweet Alicent. Let me show you what dragon's blood can do." Alicent fell to her knees before the dragon princess, transfixed. Up close, the Valyrian markings were even more intricate - ancient runes of pleasure and power spiralling up the thick shaft. The heavy balls beneath pulsed with heat, each one perfect and full, marked with shimmering scales that caught the candlelight.
"It's... magnificent," Alicent breathed, running her fingers reverently along the impressive length. The skin was softer than silk but hard as Valyrian steel beneath. At her touch, the magical markings began to glow brighter.
"Worship it properly," Rhaenyra commanded, tangling her fingers in Alicent's dark hair. "Show your princess how devoted you are." Alicent pressed worshipful kisses along the throbbing shaft, tracing each glowing rune with her tongue. The taste was intoxicating - like liquid fire and summer wine. When she reached the crown-shaped head, she swirled her tongue around it, gathering the glowing precum that flowed freely now.
"Gods, yes," Rhaenyra moaned as Alicent took the massive head into her mouth. "Your tongue was made to please dragon cock." Alicent hummed in agreement, taking more of the impressive length. The magical markings pulsed in time with Rhaenyra's heartbeat, sending waves of pleasure through them both. She cupped the heavy balls, marvelling at their heat and weight.
"Such a good little worshipper," Rhaenyra purred. "But I wonder if your pretty cunt can handle what these balls contain? The seed of the dragon is potent beyond measure."
Alicent pulled back to gaze adoringly at the magnificent member before her. "Please, my princess. I want all of it. Fill me with your dragon seed."
"Then get on the bed," Rhaenyra growled, her magnificent cock throbbing visibly with each word. "On your hands and knees like a proper breeding bitch. Show me that sweet cunt that's been dripping since you first saw my gift from the gods." Alicent scrambled onto the massive bed, her heart pounding. She arranged herself as commanded, her silk dress hiked up around her waist. Her pussy was indeed dripping, leaving dark spots on the crimson sheets.
"Such a pretty sight," Rhaenyra purred, climbing onto the bed behind her. The princess ran her hands over Alicent's trembling thighs, spreading them wider. "But are you ready for what's to come? The blood of the dragon runs hot."
"Yes," Alicent whimpered, looking back over her shoulder. The sight made her gasp anew - Rhaenyra's cock seemed even larger now, the Valyrian markings glowing like molten gold, the crowned head weeping streams of luminescent precum. "Please, my princess. I need it."
"Need what?" Rhaenyra teased, rubbing her massive length along Alicent's soaked folds. "Tell me exactly what you want."
"Your cock," Alicent moaned, pushing back against the thick shaft. "Please, fill me with your dragon cock. Breed me like the bitch I am."
"Good girl," Rhaenyra growled, positioning her crowned head at Alicent's entrance. "Now take what you've been begging for." She pushed forward slowly, the magical markings pulsing brighter with each inch that disappeared into Alicent's willing body. The spiral ridges sent waves of pleasure through them both as Alicent stretched to accommodate the impressive girth.
"By the gods," Alicent cried out, gripping the sheets. "It's so big... so hot... I can feel the magic..."
"You haven't felt anything yet," Rhaenyra promised darkly, gripping Alicent's hips. Her heavy balls, still radiating heat like dragon eggs, swung forward to brush against Alicent's thighs. "Wait until I flood your womb with dragon seed. The old magic will claim you completely."
"Please," Alicent moaned, her whole body shaking with need. "Show me, my princess. Show me the power of the dragon." Rhaenyra began to move, pulling back until just the crowned head remained inside before thrusting forward with supernatural force. The magical markings along her shaft glowed brighter with each stroke, sending pulses of pleasure through Alicent's core.
"Look how well you take it," Rhaenyra growled, increasing her pace. "Your sweet cunt was made for dragon cock." Her heavy balls slapped against Alicent's thighs, each impact sending waves of heat through them both.
"Yes... gods yes..." Alicent cried out as Rhaenyra hit spots inside her she never knew existed. The magical ridges seemed to writhe and pulse, the ancient Valyrian spells working their pleasure deep within.
"You want my seed?" Rhaenyra demanded, her thrusts becoming more forceful. The bed creaked beneath them as she claimed Alicent with increasing ferocity. "Want me to fill you with dragon's blood?"
"Please... please..." Alicent begged, pushing back to meet each powerful thrust. She could feel Rhaenyra's massive cock throbbing inside her, the magic building to impossible levels.
"Then take it all," Rhaenyra roared, her voice taking on an inhuman quality. The markings on her cock blazed like wildfire as she buried herself to the hilt. Her heavy balls drew up tight, pulsing visibly as they prepared to unleash their potent load. Alicent screamed in ecstasy as she felt the first scorching burst of dragon seed flood her womb. It was like liquid fire, but instead of burning, it sent waves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. The magical markings on Rhaenyra's cock transferred to Alicent's skin, spreading outward from where they were joined in glowing patterns of ancient power.
"Mine," Rhaenyra growled possessively as she continued to pump her magical essence into her willing partner. "You belong to the dragon now." Alicent's entire body convulsed as the most powerful orgasm of her life crashed through her. Her inner walls clamped down on Rhaenyra's throbbing length, milking every drop of the glowing dragon seed. The magical markings spread across her skin like living fire, turning her pleasure into something transcendent and supernatural.
"Yes! Yours! All yours!" she screamed, her voice echoing off the stone walls. Her fingers clawed at the sheets as waves of ecstasy rolled through her body. Each new pulse of Rhaenyra's magnificent cock sent her spiralling higher, the magic connecting them on a level beyond the physical.
"Such a good little breeding bitch," Rhaenyra purred, grinding her hips to drive her seed deeper. Her heavy balls continued to pump, seemingly endless in their bounty. "Coming so hard on my dragon cock." Alicent could only sob in pleasure as another wave hit her. Her thighs trembled violently, her pussy gushing around the thick shaft still pulsing inside her. The glowing runes now covered her entire body, marking her as claimed by dragon's blood.
"I can feel it," she gasped between spasms. "The magic... it's changing me... making me yours forever..."
"As it should be," Rhaenyra growled, leaning forward to bite Alicent's shoulder possessively. Her cock gave one final massive throb, pumping the last of her magical essence into her conquered partner. Alicent collapsed forward onto the bed, still shaking with aftershocks. She could feel Rhaenyra's seed burning inside her like the sweetest fire, the magic permanently altering her very being. She had been claimed by a dragon, and she would never be the same.
"Thank you, my princess," she whispered reverently, reaching back to caress Rhaenyra's thigh. "I am yours, now and always."
"Rest now, sweet one," Rhaenyra murmured, finally withdrawing her still-impressive length. Glowing seed flowed from Alicent's well-used pussy, but most remained trapped inside, working its ancient magic. "For when I recover, I'll claim you again. And again. Until every inch of you belongs to the dragon." Alicent shivered in anticipation, already eager for more despite her exhaustion. She had found her true purpose - serving the dragon's pleasure - and she would never want anything else again. She reached for Rhaenyra with trembling arms.
"Stay close to me," she whispered, pulling the princess into a tight embrace. Their sweat-slicked bodies pressed together, the magical markings on their skin still glowing faintly in the candlelight. Rhaenyra's magnificent cock, though temporarily spent, remained impressively sized even in rest, pressing warmly against Alicent's thigh.
"My sweet little dragon servant," Rhaenyra purred, nuzzling into Alicent's neck. Her silver-gold hair spilled across them both like a blanket. "You've pleased me well tonight."
"I never knew such pleasure was possible," Alicent murmured, tracing the glowing patterns on Rhaenyra's skin. "The old magic... it's made us one."
"Indeed," Rhaenyra agreed, pulling her closer. "The blood of the dragon chooses its own. And it has chosen you, my dear Alicent." They lay entwined, their breathing synchronizing as sleep began to claim them. The magical markings pulsed softly in time with their heartbeats, a visible sign of their newfound bond. Alicent could still feel Rhaenyra's seed working its magic deep inside her, changing her, claiming her.
Alicent smiled dreamily, already anticipating their next encounter. She pressed closer, feeling Rhaenyra's cock beginning to stir against her thigh even in their rest. The night was far from over, and she couldn't wait to discover what other magical pleasures awaited her in the arms of her dragon princess.
"Mmmm... someone's still hungry," Alicent purred as she felt Rhaenyra's magnificent length hardening against her backside. The magical markings began to glow anew, casting shadows on the bed curtains.
"The dragon's appetite is never truly sated," Rhaenyra whispered hotly in her ear, grinding her impressive girth along Alicent's crack. Her cock seemed to pulse with a mind of its own, the crowned head weeping fresh precum that left trails of light on Alicent's skin. "Even in sleep, it seeks what belongs to it."
"We should rest..." Alicent protested weakly, even as she pressed back against the throbbing shaft. The heavy balls brushed against her thighs, still radiating supernatural heat.
"Should we?" Rhaenyra teased, reaching around to cup Alicent's breast. Her cock twitched powerfully, the Valyrian markings flaring brighter. "Your body says otherwise, sweet one. I can smell your arousal."
"The magic... it's made me insatiable for you," Alicent admitted, reaching back to grasp Rhaenyra's length. It felt even larger than before, the ridges and runes more pronounced.
"Then why fight it?" Rhaenyra growled, nipping at Alicent's shoulder. Her cock throbbed more urgently now, leaving streams of glowing precum along Alicent's thighs. "Let the dragon claim what's his."
"Yes..." Alicent moaned, positioning herself. "Take me again, my princess. Use me as you will."
"Such a good little servant," Rhaenyra purred, lining up her massive crown with Alicent's eager entrance. "Sleep can wait. First, I'll fill you with dragon seed once more..."
"By the gods," Alicent gasped as Rhaenyra's magnificent length slid home in one fluid motion. The position allowed for impossibly deep penetration, the magical ridges stimulating every sensitive spot inside her.
"So wet for me still," Rhaenyra growled in her ear, her arm wrapped possessively around Alicent's waist. Her heavy balls pressed hot against Alicent's thighs as she bottomed out. "Your cunt remembers who owns it."
"Yes... only yours..." Alicent moaned, reaching back to tangle her fingers in Rhaenyra's silver-gold hair. The Valyrian markings pulsed brighter with each throb of the massive cock stretching her so perfectly.
Rhaenyra established a slow, deep rhythm, grinding against spots that made Alicent see stars. "Feel how deep the dragon can reach?" she purred, her free hand coming up to pinch Alicent's nipple. "How well you take every inch?"
"So deep... so full..." Alicent whimpered as Rhaenyra's crowned head kissed her womb with each thrust. The magical runes spread their pleasure through her core, making her inner walls flutter and clench.
"That's it, milk my cock," Rhaenyra encouraged, increasing her pace slightly. Her heavy balls swung forward with each thrust, their heat promising another potent load. "Show me how badly you need more dragon seed."
"Please... fill me again..." Alicent begged, pushing back to meet each powerful stroke. The bed barely creaked now, their bodies moving in perfect sync as if enchanted.
"Patience, sweet one," Rhaenyra teased, though her own voice was tight with building pleasure. "First I want to feel you come apart on my cock again..."
"Mine to breed," Rhaenyra growled, her thrusts becoming more forceful. Her massive cock throbbed with supernatural power, the Valyrian markings blazing like captured lightning. "Mine to fill with dragon seed until you overflow."
"Yes! Breed me!" Alicent cried out, her body trembling as Rhaenyra claimed her with increasing ferocity. The magical ridges seemed to pulse and writhe inside her, each stroke driving her closer to the edge.
"Such a perfect little breeding vessel," Rhaenyra purred darkly, her heavy balls slapping against Alicent's thighs with growing urgency. "Your cunt was made to take dragon cock, to be filled with dragon seed." The ancient magic surged between them, making their skin glow with runic patterns. Rhaenyra's impressive length seemed to grow even larger, stretching Alicent to her limits as the dragon blood demanded propagation.
"I can feel you getting closer," Alicent gasped, reaching back to grip Rhaenyra's hip. "Your cock... it's so huge... so hot..."
"The dragon demands release," Rhaenyra snarled, her voice taking on an inhuman quality. Her thrusts became punishing, her heavy balls drawing up tight. "And you'll take every drop I give you."
"Please... fill me... breed me..." Alicent begged, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around the massive intrusion. "Make me yours completely..."
"Then take it all!" Rhaenyra roared, burying herself to the hilt. Her magnificent cock pulsed visibly, the magical markings blazing like wildfire as she prepared to unleash her potent load. The first burst of dragon seed hit like liquid fire, making Alicent scream in ecstasy. Her inner walls clamped down hard, milking the throbbing shaft as it pumped load after massive load into her womb. The glowing essence seemed endless, each pulse more powerful than the last.
"Gods... so much... so hot..." Alicent sobbed, her body convulsing in the most intense orgasm of her life. She could feel herself being filled beyond capacity, the magical seed burning through her like sweet fire.
"Take it all," Rhaenyra growled possessively, grinding her hips to drive her seed deeper. Her heavy balls pulsed visibly with each massive release, pumping what felt like gallons of the glowing essence into her conquered partner. "Let the dragon breed you properly." The magical markings spread across both their bodies, connecting them on a primal level as Rhaenyra's release continued unabated. Alicent's stomach began to swell slightly from the sheer volume, the dragon seed working its ancient magic deep within.
"Yours... all yours..." Alicent gasped between spasms of pleasure. Her thighs trembled violently as another wave of orgasm crashed through her. "Breeding me... claiming me..."
"Forever mine," Rhaenyra purred, still pumping more of her supernatural essence into Alicent's overflowing channel. The bed beneath them was soaked with their combined release, glowing faintly in the candlelight. When the final pulse subsided, they lay trembling together, still joined intimately. Alicent could feel the dragon seed burning inside her, permanently altering her very being. She had been thoroughly bred by a dragon, and she would never be the same.
"Sleep now, my sweet breeding mare," Rhaenyra murmured, nuzzling Alicent's neck. Her cock remained hard inside, plugging her seed in place. "For the dragon's appetite will return with the dawn..." Alicent drifted into blissful unconsciousness, her body still intimately connected to Rhaenyra's. The magical essence within her pulsed with each heartbeat, a constant reminder of how thoroughly she'd been claimed.
"My perfect little breeding mare," Rhaenyra whispered, holding her close. Her magnificent cock remained semi-hard, plugging her abundant seed inside Alicent's well-used channel. The heavy balls rested warm against Alicent's thighs, already beginning to replenish their supernatural bounty. In her sleep, Alicent smiled dreamily, occasionally letting out soft, satisfied moans. The glowing runes across her skin pulsed in time with Rhaenyra's, marking her as eternally bound to the dragon princess. Her body radiated contentment, finally having found its true purpose.
Alicent's dreams were filled with visions of dragon fire and pleasure beyond mortal understanding. Her body occasionally shivered with aftershocks, making her inner walls flutter around Rhaenyra's impressive girth. Even in sleep, she pressed back against her princess, seeking maximum contact. The candles burned low as the night deepened, casting dancing shadows across their entwined forms. The bed curtains stirred in the gentle breeze, carrying the scent of their passionate coupling through the chamber. The very air seemed charged with ancient magic, celebrating the union of dragon and chosen mate. Dawn would bring new adventures, new claims, new pleasures. But for now, Alicent slept the sleep of the thoroughly satisfied, safe in the possessive embrace of her dragon princess, their bodies and souls forever transformed by the power of old Valyria.