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He groaned in pleasure as he finally finished his ejaculation. Saphira was almost done as well and Eragon marveled at how much she had put out. His body was soaked with her internal fluids. It made him wonder how viable it was for his sperm to fertilize her egg, seeing as it would almost be impossible for it to pass all the liquids she was emitting.
Just as he was about to drink some of her fluids her legs buckled and her tail released him. He fell to the ground just as Saphira collapsed on top of him. She was wise enough to stop her fall with her strong legs, otherwise he would have been crushed. Breathing a sigh of relief Eragon tried to get out, but couldn't.
Saphira was very heavy on top of him, but it was a comfortable type of heavy. His cock had slipped back into her warm folds, as if they were waiting for him to return. He smiled, wishing he could lay like this forever. Her large body enveloped him almost totally, he was powerless under her. She allowed her vaginal muscles to massage his length slowly inside of her.
Ending 1: (GryphonWings) (me!)
Eragon groaned and kissed her underbelly softly as she slowly overcame her orgasm. All of a sudden, a noise came from a little distance away. Saphira craned her head and saw, with shock and embarrassment, Arya running towards them. Eragon tried to see but he couldn't from under Saphira, so he linked minds with his dragon and looked through her eyes.
She stopped when she saw Saphira and didn't realize at first the Eragon was under her.
"Saphira, where's Eragon?" she asked hurriedly, "I have important news." She then noticed Eragon's hand sticking out from under Saphira and she immediately apologized.
"I'm so sorry, I... I didn't realize you were..." she blushed a deep crimson, something Eragon had never seen her do.
Arya looked at the pair, realizing that Eragon must still be inside of her.
"It's alright, Arya, we were just finished," Eragon said from under Saphira's large bulk. Arya looked at him, surprised that Saphira wasn't crushing him but realized Saphira was holding most of her weight off of his body
She turned away as Saphira let Eragon up and he got into some clothes. Still, she couldn't help but see he was very sticky and smelt very strongly of Saphira's juices. Also, the wet patches all over the ground were a dead giveaway. She smiled at them both, who were still highly embarrassed from being interrupted in their lovemaking.
Still, Arya had something even more shocking to say.
"Eragon, the empire is attacking Du Weldenvarden. Galbatorix himself is headed our way, while Murtagh is off on an errand to Surda, most likely to cause trouble there." Eragon was silent for a moment, before his brain snapped into action.
"Galbatorix? Are you sure?" he demanded. Arya nodded.
"He's riding Shurikan and he's about five hours away."
Eragon wasted no time. He jumped onto Saphira's back and signaled for Arya to join him. Together they headed back to Ellesmera at a breakneck speed.
The fight was about to begin.
Ending 2: This is alternative ending written by an author frined of mine, Fang_and_Claw. Please enjoy:
Once Saphira had overcome her orgasm, she smiled contently, savouring the feeling of Eragon's cock being buried inside of her.
"That was incredible," Eragon thought while enjoying the feeling of Saphira's vaginal muscles still massaging his length.
"Indeed it was little one, indeed it was," Saphira replied, never growing tired of her rider's length inside her.
"Are you ready for more?" Saphira asked seductively.
"There's more?" Eragon asked in fake surprise. "You naughty dragon, you just don't know when to stop, do you?" he scolded her jokingly.
Saphira gave a low growl of amusement, and began humping Eragon the same way he humped her the first time they had made love.
Eragon was really enjoying being on the bottom. For whatever reason, the fact that he was being humped by Saphira instead of Saphira being humped by him turned him on even more than he already was, but of course Eragon didn't mind. He just laid there, enjoying every second under his dragon.
Suddenly, Saphira grinned mischievously, stopped humping, and began to sit up.
"Saphira, what are you..." Eragon began, but was cutoff by Saphira.
"Don't worry Eragon, we're not done yet," Saphira cooed. She sat up all the way, Eragon's length still inside her, and making sure she did not accidently crush her rider, began to bounce up and down.
Both Eragon and Saphira deeply enjoyed this new position; Saphira was moaning, gasping softly, and panting softly in pure pleasure, as well was Eragon.
Eventually, Eragon could feel himself getting close, and communicated this with Saphira.
"Saphira, I'm getting c...close," Eragon gasped.
"Well, then, maybe I should 'slow down'," Saphira said in a naughty tone, emphasizing the words "slow" and "down."
"I like that idea," Eragon said eagerly.
Saphira gave a low rumble, which Eragon guessed was her way of chuckling, and slowly began to lower herself all the way down to Eragon's hilt, pressed down against his body ever so lightly, and slowly began to raise herself up Eragon's shaft, and repeated the process while still keeping the same speed. This process caused Eragon and Saphira to both moan and cry out in pleasure.
The two lovers stayed like this for what seemed like hours until Saphira felt herself getting close. So, without warning, she began to speed up again while still pressing all the way down to Eragon's hilt.
Then, Eragon squeezed his eyes shut in pleasure and called out Saphira's name as he sprayed his seed, coating her insides with the stuff for the second time that day.
At the same time, Saphira let loose a mighty roar as she orgasmed, covering Eragon's shaft, and whatever else she could reach with her sweet nectar.
Saphira got off of Eragon, and laid down on her side, her opening just barely out of view.
"That was incredible," she breathed happily.
"Indeed it was," Eragon complied, "We have to try that position again sometime."
"That's a good idea," Saphira said, "I think it's one of my favourite positions."
"Mine too," Eragon said.
Saphira smiled at Eragon. "I love you, little one," she cooed.
Eragon smiled back. "I love you two, Saphira," he cooed back. He stood up, grabbed his clothes, and motioned Saphira to follow him to the hot spring, where they cleaned themselves off. Eragon then put his clothes back on, and snuggled up against Saphira.
Eragon waited for Saphira to just being drifting off to sleep before slowly scooting down to Saphira's opening. He then started to massage the skin around Saphira's sweet opening, which earned him a playful scold from its owner.
"What are you doing?" she asked, although she already knew the answer.
"Oh, you know how much I love your body," Eragon replied back playfully.
"We both know how much I love it when you massage me, but I'm tired. We'll do that in the morning," Saphira yawned.
"Oh all right," Eragon said pseudo-disappointedly.
Saphira grinned, for she knew Eragon's intentions. Oh well, there's always tomorrow, she thought. She gave a small shiver of delight when Eragon laid his head against her opening; he had not moved when Saphira told him she was too tired for any more activities. She closed her eyes and went to sleep.
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