Part 11

I awoke to the sound of a roar and slowly opened my eyes. The silver-haired woman was no longer asleep by my side, instead I found a larger, more scaly creature, and upon further observation I could tell that it was a female. Her scales were a mix of silvery white and oceanic blue which shimmered in the soft glow of the moon's rays. Each scale seemed to ripple as she stretched and moved her arms and legs. My eyes trailed downward the the curvy tail at the end and I slowly got up making my way around spotting a puffy pink area unadorned by scales in between her outstretched thighs. Her womanhood. I trailed higher towards her shimmering belly and the round curves of her breasts also covered by her natural armor. I couldn't help but keep admiring this beautiful creature. Soon she popped open an eye and asked me. "What do you find so interesting?" I gulped and repied, "You." She laughs then looks at herself. "Wait, this isn't a dream... you're here. You shouldn't be here if this was a dream unless I was dreaming of you." I do a double take wondering what she's talking about. "I'm not dreaming... does that mean, that I'm really like this?" I move over to her side. "Excuse me, but who are you and what are you talking about?" She replies with a mighty roar "I'm Esper!" The entire building shakes and I try to calm her down. "Cool it Esper. You might bring this whole place down." She clamps her jaws shut and looks away. Her body continues to shimmer in the pale moonlight and I can't help but draw close and touch her scaly body. I find her so beautifully erotic and slide my hands over her rounded belly and up towards her bountiful bosom which seems to have doubled or tripled over in size now that she is in this dragonic form. "You're beautiful." She looks at me shocked at my words. "No, I'm not. How can a monster like me be beautiful?" I laugh and reply "You ask a monster that question?" She laughs in return and hugs my smaller body close. Her body is cold and at the same time warm. I can feel a heat pouring out from between her legs and yet her scales chill me to the bone. My senses are blinded now as I am pulled into this heat and turn her over roughly. She tries to resist but my claws stop her drawing deep dark crimson from her scales as I have pierced both them and her flesh. I open my mouth and lock my jaw around her strong neck biting into her without mercy, and this time her response is that of encouragement. I know by my instincts that I've claimed her and now she is submitting to my will of dominance. I want her to be mine. The primal instinct drives me to couple with her again. I unceremoniously lift her leathery tail and spear her with animalistic force. She archs, whimpers, and whines softly telling me that she likes it. This is no longer what we had done earlier before, no, it is not love making. It is mating. Yes, we are mating like two animals and I am claiming her to be mine. She had at first tried to resist as her human self didn't understand, but her dragonic self soon awakened and was now taking control of her like my demonic side was taking over me. Our bodies rock roughly on the sofa and as my claws dig into her scales and flesh, her claws dig into the sofa tearing it apart. After long hours of this carnal ritual we reach our end and draw crimson from her neck as I fill her completely. We collapse softly and I nudge her gently still engulfed in her warmth. She weakly raised up her head and licks me with her long tongue and I respond by kissing her. "My mate... Esper." She says my name and we drift off to sleep once more, and when I awake, she is still a dragon and sleeping peacefully below me on the tattered sofa.

Part 10

I couldn't help but think of my mistress Lulu again. But because of this Esper turned my head to look at her, and boldly she said, "Don't think of anyone else except me right now." I couldn't believe my ears. This woman wanted me to eliminate any and all thoughts from my mind except those that were of her, but why? I was confused. She nodded her head in understanding and I was now starting to wish that I hadn't seen her. She began to cry after this thought passed through my mind and I knew that she was sad because of it. She was now all alone. Well, she was from the beginning, but now she had learned of the warmth of someone's touch. After several moments my heart went out to her. She turned to look at me and we embraced. My fingers interlaced with her own for a moment before I began running them through her hair and she over my covered chest. Our eyes locked on eachother and now, my only thoughts were of her. I didn't know why, but I was feeling a hunger grow deep inside of my being, a burning primal hunger for her. I was curious so I asked her, "What is this I'm feeling?" She answered me with a tone that I swear could rival the song of a Siren. "Probably lust." She didn't bother to explain to me what this lust was, but that didn't seem to matter as our lips crashed together. I was oblivious to everything else. All that mattered was the silver-haired young lady that had enchanted me this morning. In a matter of seconds I had disrobed her flinging her clothes off to the side where they fell to the floor leaving her bare to my fiery gaze while she tortured me slowly removing what clothed me all the while running her fingertips across exposed areas of my skin and flesh. My hairs prickled and stood. But as she lowered herself trying to take my flesh into her mouth, I pulled away telling her that I didn't want to soil her lips with it. She was quite surprised and giggled telling me that I was certainly not like any guy she had seen before. "Don't worry. My lips won't be soiled." I was hesitant still as I believed that even though humans did such things, that such a private part of male anatomy should only touch the most private part of female anatomy. This was all new to me and I didn't want to experienced it. I tried to resist telling her that I didn't feel right about it, but finally she had restrained me. I could have easily overpowered her, but I had decided already that I would lay not a finger on this precious creature. She slowly took me into her mouth sucking in air and running her tongue over me and I closed my eyes as the sensations filled me, and as I groaned she began to stop. I opened my eyes wondering why and saw her rising up and then slowly shifting her body over my own. "Lick me." I did as was told and touched my tongue to the shadow between her thighs. She quivered the way I had when she had touched me. I smiled knowing that I was making her feel the same way and began to move my tongue around that dark area with fervor, but was stopped when she moved away. I was puzzled wondering why coupling had to be so complicated. It was different form when I had been with Lulu. Reading into my thoughts she slapped me. "I told you to think of only me!" I was stunned. No one had ever hit me like this, at least not a woman, and this again was a new experience for me. She pushed me back down into the sofa not too gently and mounted me without grace. It was not tender like Lulu. Again she slapped me. What have I done to deserve this? "You are not listening to me." Her voice was cold, but there was hint of a sob. "You are sad?" "Just shut up!" I was perplexed. But after that pause I gripped her hips and raised myself up to meet her. All thoughts and words ceased replaced by pure primal grunts, growls, and whimpers. My eyes focused upon her form that was glowing in the moonlight. Her bountiful bosom swayed lightly as did her silvery hair and her eyes looked back into mine half lidded and slightly glazed over. There were tears running out of the corner of her eyes. Yes, she had been crying, and now I was silencing those tears replacing her cries of sorrow with those of pleasure. She arched and ground, rocked and rolled. Our hips continued to meet with echoing slaps and soon we stiffened and both arched like bows having an arrow drawn back on the string and as we had reached our peaks together we cried each other's name and soon after collapsed with her body pressed on top of my own. My eyes closed and her lips found mine. I tiredly returned her kiss with my own. "I love you." I don't know if it was her or me that said this, and to this day I still don't.

Part 9

I followed her through the hallway past an endless amount of doors on either side of us. Her hips were once more swaying with her movements so invitingly. I again had those thoughts of eating her. What a waste of fine limbs... but this girl is different... she reminds me of... I did not finish the thought as we stopped and she turned to he right pulling out a key from her skirt pocket and pushed it into the doorknob turning it then pulled it out before pushing it also into the deadbolt lock and again turned before pulling it out then slowly opened the door. She looked at me as if telling me what I was doing just standing there and to get in. I shrugged my shoulders and did so and she closed the door behind us. I found it weird since usually it was a guy that closed the door behind himself and a girl, or at least that was what I had observed over time. I looked around finding the place a bit messy for a female's living quarters. She didn't seem to mind and pointed to the left. "Bathroom's over there, and if you want to take a shower then there's a towel." I gave her a blank look before replying. "I have no change of clothes." She smirked. "Then you'll have to be naked. Don't worry I've seen plenty of naked guys. That's what you get when you're friends with a prostitute. Anyway, I have some spare clothes, and yes, they are guys clothes. I don't have much feminine wear and male clothing is actually quite comfortable for me." I laughed at this thinking back to what happened back in the alleyway. "Yeah, I can tell." She blinked and looked out of a window. "Looks like it's getting late. You can stay here tonight if you like." I paused on my way to the bathroom and thought about my mistress waiting for me cooking her stew. I wondered what she would think about this, but then shrugged and disrobed before stepping into the shower. I turned on the water. It was ice cold, but it did not bother me. I closed my eyes as I just let the water wash over my blood-stained body. I smiled for a moment before my thoughts drifted back to my mistress. Soon images of that vile human violating her filled my head. If one person was able to get through.... then more also could. I can't stay here. I need to go back. I need to protect her. After several minutes of soaping, scrubbing, and rinsing, I was finally done. I stepped out grabbing a white towel drying my body off first before wrapping it around my waist. I then stepped out of the bathroom into the main room and saw her sitting on a couch. She looked up seeing me and for a moment, I saw something flicker in her eyes. She then pointed to a shirt and some pants folded neatly lying on the table. I walked over picking them up and headed back into the bathroom. Closing the door I pulled off the towel and slipped each piece of clothing on of course putting on a pair of boxers first. After doing that I walked out and found her watching the television that was propped up on a cardboard box. I cleared my throat before speaking. "I can't stay here tonight." She blinked obviously surprised and looked my way. "Why? Weren't you thinking of having sex with me?" It was my turn to blink. "Whatever gave you that idea?" She gave me a knowing smile. "I can read minds. Strange huh? since my name is Esper." I shrugged and turned towards the door. "I didn't have that idea... I was thinking of eating you before, but now I don't. I need to get back--" "I want you to spend the night." I turned to her. She was looking towards the window. I walked over to her and sat down beside her "Alright, just for tonight." She leaned against my shoulder. "Thanks."

part 8

"The bastard is gone now." Esper looked at me with a full smile as she said this. I was confused. Here I had done what would normally freak someone out and send them running for the hills and this puzzling creature was sitting there with a gleeful expression thankful for what I did. My claws retracted as I began to relax and I slumped against the wall next to her. "Shouldn't you be running off screaming with terror that there was a murder?" She laughed as if I had said a joke and replied, "No one would really care. In this area this stuff happens all the time, but my father is a lot tougher than a lot of folks in this neighborhood so he hasn't gotten himself killed yet until now." I blinked as I digested what she told me. "Your father... so, the one who was strangling you just now is your dad?" She looked at the open door in front of us where her father had burst out of then to the bloody remains of his body then then to me. She shrugged her shoulders. "Even if he was my father, he never acted like one. He was always out screwing some bitch out in the brothels. He was never around and whenever he got home he was always drunk. I couldn't take it anymore and thought it would be better off to be alone." A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she continued. "I moved out and got my own room in this place, but he wouldn't let me leave in peace. He started to calculate when I got back home and when I did he would do to me what you just saw. It's been like that for five years now." I slowly got up as I didn't want to hear anymore of her story. She took the hint and picked herself off the ground as well. "Well, enough of this sob story. What's your name?" I shoved my bloody hands into my pockets letting the fabric of my black jeans soak up more of the blood that had not dried up yet. "Chrono." She raised a brow "Strange name." I smirked "You're one to talk Esper." She huffed and gave a triumphant grin as she pointed at me. "At least I don't have nails that can rip people up like that. It must be a pain having to use a nail clipper on them." I smiled at her joke and applauded her. "Very funny." We laughed for a while then I decided to change the topic. "Can we go somewhere where I can clean myself up? I don't want to be walking around like this." A coy smile played upon her lips as she replied in a half-mocking tone. "I think that look suits you." I gritted my teeth in irritation at this and gave her a warning glare. "Keep up the wise cracks and you might end up like that moron." I was surprised by her reaction. Maybe there was something wrong with her because her answer was, "Mmmmm sounds like fun." I shook my head as she continued. "Let's head over to my apartment then. We could use his place, but it would only bring back hateful memories." So, together we strolled down the hall towards her place, a demon and a whimsical human girl.

Part 7

The silver haired beauty continued to walk leading me to who knows where until one of the doors to our left burst open and an old geezer stomped out, only this geezer was not like the one I had taken care of prior to coming here. He was built like a brick wall with muscles bulging here and there. I raised a brow at this thinking him quite an oddity among the stereotype of old men that filled this pathetic planet. After spotting us, with heavy steps he began to make his way to my guide. She did not flinch or act surprised so I figured that this was something that happened daily for her. In a flash he had her pinned to the right wall clutching her by her left arm and throat. I didn't understand what he was yelling to her since my focus was now on his hands, where they were. I felt enraged seeing the young woman who had easily dealt with those vermin from before now letting herself take this brute's assault. I was enraged, enraged with her and with the man strangling her, but most of all I was enraged with myself. I just stood there silent like a statue when her eyes were calling out for help. It was faint but I could see that she was crying for someone to save her. Finally my vision began to clear and I knew what to do. I had a goal and set out to do it. Making my way forward I began to run then launched my foot forward into the man's side. I got his attention, but the blow hardly fazed him. This is going to be tough He flung her to the side leaving her gasping for breath and turned on me. "Hmmm what kind of little runt has this whore brought back?" He sneered at me, and I just looked at him with a cool and calm gaze, but inside I wanted him dead. He was quick, much quicker than any human I had seen in his age and he soon had me pinned just like her. I felt the life being squeezed out of me as he held me by the throat with both of his meaty hands. No choice! I opted for the last and worst option that I had. My nails soon extended into claws and I sent my hand into his arm which finally earned me howl of pain. Such a sweet sound now came from the brute and I loved it. I wanted to hear more and I began to rapidly pierce each of his arms with my demonic claws drawing dark crimson that began to pool around us as it dripped. By then he had let go of me and I decided to end it. Without hesitation I aimed straight for the right of his upper torso ripping through skin and flesh to the pulsing heart underneath. Once I had reached that I squeezed with all I had and wrenched my arm back. I couldn't stop myself for I was now in a frenzy driven by the desire to feed upon the now lifeless corpse, and so I did. When I was done I realized what a bloody mess I was and looked to my side to see that Esper had not left. She was looking at me not with horror but with eyes of filled with wonder. Here I was drenched in blood and smelling of the foul existence that I had ended and she was smiling.

Part 6

I sat there watching her, this fine piece of meat, or at least that is what I thought of her at the time, since to me, she was just a meal. I could hear her friend whisper. "You seem to have a young admirer... a little too young for this kinda place." Esper turned her head slowly towards me until her lavender gaze met mine. Her eyes seemed to draw me in, such a deep gaze of lavender. It only lasted a second as she turned away and without any word spoken, she left. I was puzzled wondering if this was her way of making me follow her. Of course I would, but I wouldn't do it in such a way that it would go along with what she wanted me to do. I swiftly made my exit as well and took to the rooftops to follow the silver vixen that was trying to elude yet also encourage my pursuit. I spotted her ambling down an alleyway. Perfect. Or so I thought until a group of burly men appeared opposite of her and began making their way to her with obvious intentions. I saw her first morons. I was about to drop down on them except she seemed to accelerate as she got closer to them until I heard something crack. Her fist had collided with the jaw of the first man sending him reeling back into the group. Because of their size they couldn't all fit into the alleyway forcing them into single file. As for her, she was slim enough to dart through the small space and even pass these epitome of idiots that clearly had some ill-mannered thoughts. This human had surprised me and I couldn't help but feel admiration for her, and so I decided not to eat her, but instead to learn more about this wonderful creature that dazzled me, and so I continued following her as she got onto the main pathway and was headed for her home, a pleasant little house just like my mistress' cottage. At least that's what I guessed. I was dead wrong and was not mentally prepared for what awaited me at the end of the journey. She quickly scampered down another alleyway into a more shaded area. Buildings rose high on both sides casting long shadows on the road. We were in the poor area where people had to struggle, where one could only hope that they would awake to see the next sunrise. She turned and entered one of the tall buildings and I soon followed. I boarded the same elevator as her and she turned to me for the second time. "I knew you would follow." I kept my calm even though I felt like an idiot for allowing myself to do as she wanted me to. She gave me a knowing smile and exited. Her hips swayed with her movements and her back beckoned me to follow, and so I did. Perhaps I've been put under a spell. Yes, I was under her spell.

Part 5

The day had gone on into the late afternoon. Mistress lay next to me and her body was bare. My eyes scanned her nakedness from head to toe memorizing each and every curve of her voluptuous body. The sight was breathtaking. How I wanted to wake her up with my soft kiss and caress, but it was once again time to venture out of the sanctity of our cottage and go back to the towns and cities. I took one last look at her sleeping angelic face and then made my way out. Within the blink of an eye I was soaring above the clouds towards my destination. I was now in the southern part of the world, and it was a big contrast to where I lived. The sun was shining and there was no snow. The inhabitants had a different skin tone to those I usually saw. I was puzzled wondering why this was. But I couldn't dwell on that question for long. I needed to find something to fill my hunger, and that was when I spotted her. She was an oddity out of all the people I saw for her skin was a little lighter than others and her hair was silver like mine. Perhaps she is like me? No, it's impossible, but my curiosity got the better of me and gently I landed a ways away from the inhabitants before making my way to where I saw her. She was gone. I was disappointed and angry with myself that I let such a tasty meal get away from me and decided to walk around in hopes of finding something half as decent as that morsel. My search brought me to a brothel, though of course back then I didn't know what it was, but I could hear the laughter and voices of women, so I thought it would be a good place to find a decent meal, and I was right. As I entered I saw many beautiful women hardly clothed at all dancing on a stage while others seemed to be entertaining men with ridiculous talk. I walked up to the bar and the woman behind the counter told me I was still too young to be in such a place, but since I looked cute she would let me off the hook for today. I found that rather insulting and had a mind to put her at the top of my list of meals, but that all changed when I turned seeing the one I let get away talking to one of the dancers. I paid no attention to her friend since I was too transfixed on the silver-haired beauty. Listening to their conversation, I learned her name was Esper which I found to be quite the unique name and also quite fitting. Little did I know that this young lady who I wanted to devour would teach me that humans were capable of satisfying a different kind of hunger.