Fortress of the Dragon Queen: Unlocking Her Treasure with a Stud Drake

By Alis Mitsy

Yadiel, a dragon, is sent to kill or capture the faux dragon queen, a lady who goes by the name of Noemi but does not truly bear the power of any true queen. No, the power she has stolen is a farce and a fake, something that she has claimed by will of her magic, the power of which flows through her veins, a calling that she has to heed.

And yet there is more to their relationship than meets the eye, old memories surfacing against their wills as they cannot help but come together in carnal lust, bodies rocking and a much smaller form taking something that was never designed for a body of her size...

But will their relationship survive the trial of time and battle where there should very well have only been one winner? Love may be a stronger force than anyone expected.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alis Mitsy
• Release date: Aug 30, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463854723

Alis Mitsy

An author set to bring your fantasies to life and more. I have been writing erotica since 2011 and am ever set to improve my craft, exploring kinks that are new to me, all for your reading pleasure.Fancy something a little more personal? Do you want a tale written with you as the star or another character of your creation in the erotic spotlight?I am currently open for commission work beginning at a rate of 30 GBP per 1000 words and occasionally have special offers running too for mini-stories. Please contact [e-mail] for further details.

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Fortress of the Dragon Queen

Unlocking Her Treasure with a Stud Drake

Alis Mitsy

This work is copyrighted under the pen name of Alis Mitsy as of 2019.

This story may be published under other pen names belonging to the author.

All acts and characters are works of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental.

Yadiel... And I thought you’d never come for me.

The dragon stared down the queen, poised on her throne. It was evident that she had been waiting for him, Noemi seated with one leg delicately crossed over the other. There was muscle in those thighs, however, and a deadly force between the boots, long and laced up over the knee. A man, let alone a dragon, would dare not be swayed by those dagger-like heels, however, for they were merely one more weapon in her mighty arsenal.

And there was more, so much more, her red corset defining her body without restricting it – or, at least, she showed no evidence of restriction in the subtle flow and vicious lines of her body. Everything about Noemi screamed power, right down to the dragon-scale armour covering her shoulders and flowing down her arms, a ward that would bear off a dragon or a human alike, or any other creature too that may have sought to bring harm to her. For there was a magic in dragon-scales that could not be bypassed except by magic, which was just one of the notions that made Yadiel and his kind so formidable.

He didn’t need to see behind her to know just how those scales too flowed down her back, pointing down in a sort of faux-tail, the magical aura surrounding her entirely, pulsating in the air as if it was a living being itself. The air around shuddered, trembling with the might of that power, and Noemi inhaled softly, painted crimson lips parted in a smile that held equal measures of seduction and threat.

The eyes were not for him, chips of ice from the depths of winter, plunged into the freezing waters beneath a waterfall that was stilled until the encroach of spring. His month was summer while Noemi was the hellfire of winter borne into lusty flame and flickering dances of tribalism and, above all else, magic. Her headdress, however, was what drew the most attention even to a drake like him, shaped as if she had skinned a dragon and laid it over her skull, the muzzle pointing down over her forehead, a red loom of threat and promise for the same treatment, if only one dared