I"m late, I know, but here's chapter 15 =3

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In a quick movement, Astora watched Schlirk opening his jaws wide and closing them on the head of the black dragon. It was nothing like when he had teased her, this time she could feel anger in his gesture. What’s more, this time he hadn’t only taken the muzzle of his target, but the whole head! The black dragon reacted in surprise, struggling to free his head from Schlirk’s maw, but the young dragoness knew he wasn’t going to release the male. A furious frown on his face, the eight-legged monster controlled the forepaws of the black dragon that tried to use his claws. But two limbs were no match against Schlirk’s.
The big predator closed his eyes.
And his angry frown progressively turned into a pleasured one… as he took a powerful and deep swallow. Despite his loud protests, the black dragon could do nothing as his head was entirely forced into the ravenous gullet of the mighty predator.
Astora couldn’t help but stare at the whole scene, speechless. It was so horrible and… so rejoicing at once! So Schlirk actually could eat a dragon? It was a bit soon to tell, but there was no doubt he was motivated to try! When the black dragon moved his head furiously inside of the powerful throat, Schlirk only responded with growls of delight, eyes half closed in enjoyment.
One of his paws reached the neck of his catch, pushing him into his wet, fleshy insides with an audible sound. For seconds, Astora followed the scene, unable to look away from the growing bulge on Schlirk’s neck that kept sinking deeper in his body. With a mighty gulp, and a paw pressing on his throat to force his load downward, the head of the bulge disappeared in his chest while his jaws arrived to the shoulders of the black dragon. There, Schlirk let out a long moan, like he was relaxing.
Astora had guessed what was the matter here…


With his last gulp, Schlirk had made the head of the male enter his stomach, and if his throat flesh had closed on the neck … which meant the black dragon was trapped, with no possibility to escape. His head couldn’t leave Schlirk’s stomach now!
That was probably the reason why Schlirk had stopped swallowing, taking his time to run his big tongue on the dragon’s shoulders, and visibly appreciating the taste.
He was a powerful predator… But even if he had caught this nasty dragon, there was still no insurance he’d be able to engulf the body, which was a bit larger. The shoulders already looked like a big challenge…
But then, it hit her. If Schlirk was taking such a care about licking every part he could reach, that wasn’t only to enjoy the taste! Indeed, the trail of his tongue left a shiny layer of saliva on the black scale. He was preparing his prey! But… was he able to? Or just showing too much self-confidence? It was about to be revealed…
While his second pair of forelimbs controlled the paws of the black dragon, his first pair came to grab the shoulders, and forced them fiercely inside of his throat.
Such strength… Astora felt her breath becoming short in front of such a display of dominance. Despite their size, the shoulders of the male easily entered the demanding gullet, the loud squish only covered by the deep purr of the predator. With excited movements of jaws and tongue, the chest of the dragon slowly disappeared in the gaping hole of flesh.
Once the wings and half of the body of the black dragon were shoved in, Schlirk took a break, grabbing the rest of his prey with his paws as he lay on his side, showing off his most appealing side. Astora could admire the shape of the male that had threatened her, enveloped by a coat of flesh within the throat and the chest of her mighty friend.
And she found it… rather attractive…
While Schlirk seemed to relax, rubbing his swollen body with no less than six of his paws, the prey seemed to struggle harder than ever. Yet, he was no match against the powerful predator that was devouring him whole and alive.
Suddenly, Schlirk took a series of ferocious swallow, each of them echoing in the calm of the woods, making Astora close her eyes to better enjoy this melody. GLORP! SLK! SLUUURP! GLARK! She panted from this weird feeling again… She… enjoyed that… She could stay there, listening to his mighty swallows for hours! But they didn’t last for hours…
After a few minutes, the melody calmed down, and she opened her eyes, biting her cheek to not react to the vision that appeared to her.
Schlirk, still laid on his side, was watching at her with a mix of amusement, and teasing. Only the hind paws and the fluffy part of the dragon’s tail were still hanging out of his maw. Two impressive bulges were present on his body. One was located on his lower belly, where the second pair of his limbs was rubbing a wiggling shape. And the other was massaged by the first pair, like he was nicely guiding it.


Before she could stop it, a gasp escaped her maw, and Astora felt her cheek turning reddish. Embarrassed like never before, she kept watching in silence as Schlirk sucked the paws of the dragon in a noisy slurp, and finally got the rest of the tail. He raised his head to the skies, the last remainings of the male clearly visible on the flesh of his lower jaw…
… Then swallowed deeply, the whole bulge descending along his neck as he moaned in delight all along… until they joined the rest of his meal, in his chest bulge.
“Aaaaaaahhhhhh…” He blew in bliss. “Gotta love fluffy tails! It’s like a sweet caress all the way in!”
Probably exhausted by his meal, and also by his deep pleasure, Schlirk fell on his side and lay there, tongue hanging out of his maw, with an empty stare.

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