Prince Alexander arrived several days later on the pretext of using our Royal library. We did not advertise it, but the White Dragon Library was mostly intact from the ravages of time. Many of the ancient texts had spells of preservation on them, or had been so handled by dragons over the years that they had become ageless. It was as valuable as the preserved sections of the Darkling Ruins libraries. Only a wider range of texts survived.
Since this was the case, there was considerable lost knowledge within the library, and knowledge that would have been only known among the Royalty, and many specific to dragons. We had employed dragons and dragonkin, to go over the library and divide it into hidden, restricted, forbidden, and available sections. We then modified the library in such a way as to store the texts in separate and restricted ways. Forbidden didn’t necessarily mean they were forbidden to all. Hidden only meant they were only for dragons and most dragonkin. Needless to say Alexander wasn’t allowed in the forbidden and hidden sections.
He had asked to meet with me to ask about what kind of books would help him learn more about dragonkin, and dragons.
Naturally he could just ask the librarian for that knowledge, but I humored him. He came at the time when I was about to nurse. Perhaps he remembered my routine, or learned it some other way. We met in the nursery this time.
“Salutations, Prince Alexander. I hope you are well. How may I assist you, in your quest for knowledge?” I said as the nursemaid brought my two daughters, and I lifted one to my nipple, and she began to suckle. Then repeated with my other daughter. Alexander didn’t take his eyes off me for a minute, while trying to not obviously observe them. His position though accented his very stiff arousal.
“I would like to learn more about dragonkin, and dragons, written by the dragonborn, rather than humans and elves. I understand you may have such texts in your royal library, my Queen” Alexander said.
Was that a slip of the tongue, or intentional?
“Yes, we have many great books written by dragons and dragonkin. We have no need for such texts as we are all born with this knowledge intact, as well as our clan history. The books we do have are written for the other races, mostly. There are a few written by dragons, for us, but those texts are, mostly, not for human consumption,” I said.
“For certain researchers there may be a few texts in the restricted section we might be convinced to allow others to read.”
“For starters on the subject of Dragons, there is Dragonlore as dictated by Draco III for Empress Mórrigan II.”
“A first text on Dragonkin, I would suggest Anatomy and Mana Lore of Dragonkin and their origins by Obsidion Halfdren.”
“I would suggest starting on the text of the Dragonkin. The Dragonlore is a very ponderous and long text.”
Alexander was trying to focus on writing down the titles of the books, but his attention wasn’t cooperating that well. He finally got it written down and said,
“Thank you again for giving me of your precious time. I’m sorry that I seem to have come at such a delicate time again, my Queen. May I now go to your Royal Library?”
“Yes, of course. It is no inconvenience, and one of my pages will escort you to the library,” I said.
Muireann nodded and slipped off my nipple and milk began leaking out. The nursemaid lifted Muireann away, and I grabbed a small towel to cover and help stop the leaking. I thought Alexander might pass out from blood loss to the brain, he was so captivated by my leaking breast. Then he looked away, after he became aware what he was doing and turned beet red.
“Does that hurt, when that happens?”
“Not at all. It happens frequently. It’s perfectly natural,” I said.
“Oh, I see. I’ve just thought it sometimes hurt, as your nursemaids apply healing sometimes while you’re nursing,” Alexander said.
“You’re very observant, Prince. Yes, the suckling can be a little painful, after several feedings, and since I feed six, my areoles, nipples, and breasts can get rather sore, and raw, during a feeding. In the anatomy section in the dragonkin book goes into great length on the entire process. I do recommend you give it a careful study, if you find the subject interesting. It should prove quite educational. If you have any further questions after reading it, I’d be more than happy to discuss it in detail for you,” I said.
“Thank you, your Majesty. You are too kind. Please just call me Alex,” Alex said.
“Have fun, Alex,” I said, and continued nursing my other babies.
That afternoon, I got news from Rimfen, that a new Dungeon had been discovered in the reclaimed area. I headed to the Library to go over the maps and descriptions of the area. When I entered I headed for the maps section, and Alex was there at one of the tables for map viewing. The area had the best lighting in the library, so it was not at all surprising to find him there. Whatever he was reading he was light beam focused on it, and his face was bright red.
I went to the maps drawer and pulled out the relevant map and placed it on the table. My motion must have jarred Alex’s attention and he looked up. A look of panic came across his face and it got even redder.
“M-m-my Queen! W-why are you h-here?” Alex said, and then he noticed what page he was on, and quickly shut the book. A little too hard.
“Careful with the books, they are thousands of years old,” I said.
“S-s-sorry! You just surprised me,” he said.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. I just need to view a few maps.”
“So, has the text been helpful so far?”
“Yes! Yes, very! But I think I have more questions now, than when I started.”
I laughed.
“That’s a good sign. It means you are learning the material. I am here because a new dungeon has been found, and I want to become familiar with the area, and study the area before going to investigate the dungeon.”
“A new dungeon? What do you mean you are going to investigate it?”
“Someone has to determine if the dungeon is safe to explore, and to what extent? Is it a hard dungeon, or an easy one? How many levels does it have? What is the main boss? Can it be defeated? Someone has to dive the dungeon to learn these things. But it requires special people to do these investigations. My guild party is one group of those special people, who examine dungeons,” I said.
“That sounds super dangerous,” Alex said.
“It is. That is why only select guild parties can do them. My party is one of them. In fact, we are the strongest,” I said.
“I didn’t know you were an adventurer,” Alex said.
“That’s how Queen Matilde found us. We rather stood out back then. Now, we are just so much stronger,” I said.
“How, strong are you?”
“That’s classified and a State Secret,” I said, putting a finger to my mouth.
“I’d like to see this dungeon!”
“Are you even registered with the Guild? Sorry you can’t come. This is not some game. People die in dungeons.”
“I am registered, and a rank B adventurer. Don’t tell my mother.”
“I’m sure she already knows, unless Celes is withholding it from her.”
“I registered under a fake ID, no one knows.”
“Oh, how inventive and unique, and very naïve. Or perhaps you are underestimating your sister and mother’s abilities. Has it never occurred to you that they both have done the same thing as you, in their younger days?”
“What? No way! Mom’s not the adventuring type,” Alex said.
“Your mom is still registered as an S ranked adventurer.”
“WHAT!?”
I laughed.
“I’m sorry, Alex, you can’t come as we evaluate the dungeon. We’d be happy to run through it with you, if we verify it is safe to explore.”
“Alright, I’ll hold you to that, my Queen,” Alex said.
“So, what was it you were learning about dragonkin, when I came in that left you with questions?” I said, snatching the book from him and opening it to the page he was reading.
“Hmm, yes a very interesting subject. I suggest you study this section as thoroughly as you can. You said, you have healing abilities, and being B ranked means your healing skill should be quite well. Would you care to practice your skill while assisting me in nursing my babies?”
“M-me? A-assist you n-nurse? Can I, really?”
“I don’t know, can you? You may assist me, if you can.”
“I can! I’d be honored to assist you, my Queen!” Alex shot up, and knelt before me.
“Stand up Alex, there is no need for that. Come along then, and help me nurse. Oh, yes, how old are you?”
“I’m an adult! I turned fifteen two months ago.”
“Good. Come with me,” I said, hooking my arm in his.
I dismissed my nursemaids, when we entered the nursery.
“Have you ever held a baby before, Alex?”
“Yes. I have held some of my youngest siblings.”
“Good. This is my youngest, Muireann. Please pick her up and bring her to me, when I am ready.”
“Yes, my Queen.”
“You can just call me Deirdre.”
“I like calling you my Queen. May I?”
“Of course, dear Alex, if you really do prefer that. You may call me that.”
“Thank you! My Queen.” Alex said as he began blushing more fiercely.
Alex picked up Muireann, and carried her behind me. I sat down and undid my blouse and bodice, baring both of my breasts, which he took in fully.
“Ok, now place my girl against my chest so her hands and mouth may latch on to my left breast and nipple.”
Alex carefully placed Muireann against my chest. Making sure to align Muireann’s mouth with my exposed nipple.
“Well done. Now bring me my other daughter, Fionnuala, and place her on my right breast,” I said.
“Yes, my Queen!”
Alex excitedly placed my other daughter. Looked at them and me for a moment and turned away, with a very red face.
“You can’t look away. You have to keep a careful watch and make sure my babies don’t lose their grip, slip, or fall. You have to watch carefully to make sure they are latched on properly, and getting milk. You must clean me up, if any leaks happen.”
“Yes! Absolutely, I will, my Queen! I won’t fail you!” Alex said red as a cooked lobster, and so very excited. He watched me, my babies, and my breasts like a hawk. When Muireann began to tire, Alex came in close, prepared to take her. When she was done, I said.
“She is done, please pick her up and hold her for a moment.”
I grabbed her towel, and blotted my breast to stop the milk, and then placed the towel on my shoulder.
“Now, place my daughter on my chest, so her mouth is on the cloth. You will have to hold her in place so I can burp her.”
He did as he was told, but chose a position that put his face very close to mine. He looked very uncomfortable and excited. Staring at my lips and my mouth.
“Are you feeling uncomfortable?” I asked.
“Yes, a little.”
“Good, you should feel a little uncomfortable this close to a woman’s face. Thank you for being honest. It is important to never lie to a woman. Especially to one whose trust is important to you. Next time, perhaps, you’ll hold my baby in a less uncomfortable position for you.”
“Yes. Sorry, I will.”
“Do you like my lips? You seem very interested in them.”
“Yes, you have magnificent lips, my Queen.”
“Why thank you. Muireann is done, you may put her back into her bed, and bring me my son, Finn.”
He did, and then Nuala was done, and he helped again.
“Is it my turn, Momma?” Yukio asked.
“Yes my Darling son, it is your turn.”
“Is Alex your new nursemaid?” Yukio asked.
“No, Alex is a friend, and he is helping me nurse,” I said.
“But he is a boy. Can boys help mommas nurse?”
“Of course they can. Sometime husbands help their wives nurse. Every husband should know how.”
“Oh, ok, Momma. I’ll learn too, so I can be a good husband, someday,” Yukio said.
When Finn was done. Yukio stopped as well.
“If you would. This is a good time to heal my breasts.”
“Oh! Oh, yes, of course!”
Alex came close and placed his hands above my breasts and started healing them. I grabbed his hands and pulled them onto my breasts, lightly.
“Healing is more effective with skin to skin contact. The secret is to know when it is acceptable and when it is not. This is acceptable, for you, and me, in this situation.”
“Yes. Of course. Thank you, my Queen.”
His healing was fast. He was moving his hands as he healed, and it was a little arousing. When he reached my nipples, his squeezing, and rubbing caused me to leak, and also aroused me more.
“Don’t let me leak on my clothes. If you squeeze and rub me like that, I’ll leak, and get aroused.”
“So sorry!” Alex said and grabbed two towels and began stopping the flow.
“Do you like my breasts? Do you like looking at them?”
“Yes, they are amazing and gorgeous. I could look at them all day.”
“Good. Thank you. Do you like fondling them, after healing them, like you just snuck in?”
“Yes. It was wonderful. I’m sorry for such crude behavior.”
“Are you curious?”
“Curious? About what?” Alex asked uncomfortably.
“About the taste of my milk. Do you wish to taste my milk?”
“Yes. Strangely, I am very curious and want to taste you. Your milk, I mean.”
“Perhaps, after.” I said.
I nursed my last two girls.
“Should I continue to watch?”
“You may, if you want. It is calming.”
My girls finished. I immediately got up and sat in Alex’s lap. Resting my womanhood on his raging hard on.
“Please heal my breasts, again. You may fondle and taste to your fill. Do not let me leak on my clothes.”
He healed me quickly, and fondled me until I began to leak. Then he tasted me, but when both started leaking he stuck both nipples in his mouth, and really milked me. The whole time, I was moving in motion to his rhythm. His manhood was throbbing.
“You are curious, about a dragonkin’s hymen?”
“Yes!” Alex said. Stopping sucking on my breasts for a moment.
“It is unlike a human hymen. We do not bleed, as ours cannot be torn. On first mating, the head of the penis pushes through making it twist. Then it snaps closed, and locks the penis inside.”
“Locks?” Alex stopped altogether.
“Don’t let me leak on my clothes.”
Alex panicked and dabbed me with the nearby cloths. I continued to rock in his lap.
“Yes, when we mate we naturally lock on a penis, if it arouses us. The lock won’t release until the seed has been deposited. Sometimes, the seed doesn’t release, and a couple may die if mating in the air. It does happen, rarely. This is why dragons, and dragonkin are careful about choosing a mate. We reject mates who won’t give up their seed properly. To avoid the chance of such a poor death.”
“How can you know that without mating?”
“We test potential mates.”
“Test? How?” Alex asked confused, and getting very close. I continued rocking, until we came together. I’m afraid I may have made a mess of his pants from the outside, and he himself from the inside. I needed clean undies as well.
“There are several ways. Like that. Did you enjoy getting a release? I did.”
“Are you interested in mating, with me? Do you like the idea of being my mate? My husband?”
“I do! I mean I am! And I do! Are you interested in me as a mate? Did you just test me!? Am I worthy? Will you make me the happiest man in the world and Marry me, if my mother gives consent?”
“Well, the idea has been suggested, and your interest has been hinted at. I am interested. Yes, I did just test you, and you passed the test with ease. I am considering it. I am not ready to give an answer yet. You may court me, though. You may assist me sometimes when I nurse, if you enjoyed that. Perhaps, I might play with you more, like we just did. I’m afraid I may have made a bit of a mess on your pants, though. There is a laundry room attached to the nursery. Shall I clean your pants for you?” I said.
“I would appreciate that,” Alex said.
We repaired to the laundry.
“Strip. You’ll smell like sex if we don’t wash everything.”
I undressed as well. I washed our clothes together.
“Sit, on the stool,” I said.
“Yes, dear Deirdre,” Alex said.
I washed him, and he got another erection while I washed him. So I gave him another release, manually this time.
“You have a wonderful stamina, as well,” I said.
“Thank you, dearest Deirdre.”
“Experimenting with terms of endearment?”
“Does it bother you?”
“Not at all. I will announce you are courting me. Experiment away,” I said.
“Yes, my Love!”
“Oh, my! That escalated quickly,” I giggled.
I washed myself, and dried our clothes. We dressed, and I said,
“Now, I have duties to attend to. So, off you go, Alex, my potential mate, back to the library and more studies on Dragonkin anatomy.”
“Yes, my Queen!”
I gathered my squad, in case Fergus and his people wanted to join the examination.
“There is a new dungeon. It just happens to be in a part of Rimfen which we recently reclaimed. Someone needs to evaluate it. I figured we are the best choice, but we are not really at full strength right now. Kanae and Aoi are totally out. We have no idea how many days we’ll be gone. I should also stay back. Darby is in the middle of marriage planning at his future mother-in-law’s orders. What we have left is still probably stronger than the next strongest Adventuring team,” I said.
“I’d like to take this,” Fergus said.
“Me too!” Rosie said.
“Let me join them, my Queen,” Vulcana said.
“Me also, my Queen,” Kamara said.
“That would give us a nice power boost,” Fergus said.
“Alright, we’ll do it. I’ll come for the first day, and strictly observe. If after that it is deeper than fifty floors, or takes more than six days, pull out, and return with your report and recommendation,” I said.
We had been descending for two days. I hadn’t felt comfortable leaving them alone after the first day. This dungeon was different, in a way that troubled me. I could feel it in my bones. I could feel it in the earth beneath me. I could feel it in the rock that was the walls of this strange dungeon.
I put my hand on the wall, again. I could feel it. A vibration. A rhythmic thumping inside the wall. A breeze when there was no wind. This dungeon was alive, and the walls were its body. It was a living entity.
“Is something wrong, my Love?” Fergus asked.
“I’ve never been in a dungeon like this. I’ve never heard of a dungeon like this. This dungeon is alive, and breathing. But it is not the breath of life, or living things,” I said.
“Alright, we gave you your second day. Now go home! We’ll take it from here,” Kiera said.
“I’ll go. We’ve descended eight mostly ordinary levels. I suspect the next two will be the same. Two twelve-hour days and we’re at level Eight. The levels are big, but so far nothing hard. The top ten levels will probably be opened to all, or most. But there is something off with this dungeon.”
“Yeah, we got you. Some weird spiritual shit. Or blah blah blah,” Rosie said.
“This is serious! If you are all going to take this attitude, I’m ending this right now, and we’re all leaving, and I’ll close this damn dungeon for good. You’re all WAY too complacent about this. I know dungeons. I know them more intimately than most of the old geezers. If you aren’t serious, you’ll all be dead. This dungeon has a heartbeat. A fucking heartbeat!” I said.
“Alright! I get it. I’m sorry for joking. It’s just creepy,” Rosie said.
“I can feel it too, my Love. I’ll make sure to bring everyone home,” Fergus said.
“I can sense it also,” Kiera said.
“Alright. Remember fifty floors, or four more days. No more! Regardless of how attractive, or easy it looks,” I said.
I teleported out, and flew home.
(Fergus)
With Deirdre gone home we continued on. I put my hand on the wall, and focused on my spirit affinity. I’d finally awoken my spirit affinity, due to my bond with Deirdre. The heartbeat was stronger down here, on the twenty-fourth level.
“Are you alright, Fergus?” Cathar asked.
“Sorry, I was focused on the heartbeat. It’s stronger down here. We need to get out. Dee is going to come down hard on us, but it’s not our fault.”
“Yeah, it was just an ordinary dungeon up to level ten.”
“Yeah, slimes, kobolds, goblins, swarms of poisonous and toxic insects. It was all easy monsters, but the floors are huge. Even we took three hours to clear each floor from three to ten.”
“But levels ten to twenty went up to ogres, undead dragonkin, and basilisks,” Rosie said.
“But that labyrinth on floor twenty-one that kicked it up a notch,” Kiera said.
“Every floor from eleven to twenty increased in difficulty,” I said.
“Undead armies and other undead things from level twenty-one to twenty-four,” Cathar said.
“Which took us two days to clear. The dungeon clearly runs to at least level thirty,” Eoghan said.
“Then the creepy breathing of the caverns. Even I can feel the heartbeat down. It’s unsettling,” Rosie said.
“Alright, let’s get the Hell out of here. Teleport!” I cast. We landed on the first floor entrance, where we had created the gate on the first day. We piled into the carriages and sped home.
“We’re back!” I said as we climbed out of the carriages in front of the Command Headquarters, where Deirdre was waiting for us. She walked right up to me, grabbed me into an embrace, and a kiss. Then she clocked me, and I woke up three hours later in the infirmary.
“She congratulated us on a good job,” Kiera said.
“We’ll be going back to do more runs through, and some parties are being invited to do evaluation runs also. She wants me to design and install escape gates, and artifacts,” Kiera said.
“We leave for Selene and Darby’s wedding the day after tomorrow,” Cathar said.
“What did she clock me with?” I asked.
“A blur. None of us could see it well enough. But considering the damage and location, I’d have to guess a right cross,” Eoghan said.
“She didn’t heal me this time? Did she clock any of you?”
“Nope. We didn’t get a kiss either,” Cathar said.
“Where is she, now?” I asked.
“She took Prince Alexander on a date. She said she’d be back tomorrow,” Rosie said.
“Where is she going on a date that she’s spending the night someplace?”