The Precious Treasure (Monstergirl-Dragon)

---CHAPTER 1---

	The ground shook with a mighty rumble, hot ash billowed from the peaks as the volcano heaved about once again. The force of the shaking sheared off chunks of rock and sent them tumbling down. The crack of them smashing into the ground echoed off the surrounding peaks and valleys, making it difficult to judge how close he was to the falling debris.

	Sir Davis flung himself under a nearby outcropping, taking care that the sword to his side was loose in the scabbard to be easy to draw. Some of the monsters on the mountain would attack during the quakes, and he didn't want to be caught off guard. Especially with his shield somewhere at the bottom of a magma river below.

	Damn magma serpents, it had been a very good shield. Strong adamantium and enchanted with a decent protection spell. It would still be intact at the bottom of the molten river, but recovering it would be a pain. He only had a few fire immunity potions left, which he wanted to save for the potential encounter ahead. It was also doubtful that he would be able to even find the thing, swimming around a magma serpent infested lava river blindly looking for such a small object.

	The rumbling subsided in short order, and without any sign of monsters. Not unusual though, he hadn't seen a monster in while now. Not since he had started up the current path, which appeared to be leading him straight up to the peak.

	The peak itself loomed overhead, a wide ring of smoke swirled around it, making it hard to get a good view up to the top. Though sometimes a strong gust of wind would blow enough of the smoke aside for him to get a clear view of his destination.

	Even through the smoke he could just make out a short ledge protruding from a cave at the end of the path, still a respectable distance down from the peak of the volcano. The information he had indicated that would be the entrance to the central chamber. Hopefully the treasure he was looking for would still be inside. A while back he had found a crude map showing a vast treasure chamber within a cave atop this volcano. A claw and flame symbol etched atop the map indicated it would most likely be guarded by a dragon.

	He was well prepared for such a foe, if a little less so without his shield. Flame immunity potions would be sufficient to negate the deadly fire breath attacks, which dragons were overly reliant on. Without the shield he would be unable to parry the physical attack the dragon could dish out, with razor sharp teeth and long claws, but he didn't expect the fight to go that long. Gaining the element of surprise and a well placed strike could end even a dragon in one blow. If he needed more time, he could always rely on the plate mail he wore to adsorb most of an attack. Like his shield it was made of adamantium and enchanted with protection, impervious to heat and damage.

	The gleaming sword at his hip was his most valuable item though. The sword not simply enchanted with a spell like his other items were. The sword was forged with magic itself, giving it much more power than an enchantment would have. It would be able to cut through the hard scales of a dragon, or anything for that matter.

	So Sir Davis resumed the journey upward. His plate mail clanked and clattered with every heavy step forward. It was hot underneath the overlapping metal plates, in the sulfurous sweltering air. The armor had saved his life too many times today for him to consider abandoning it at this point.

	After a short trek he came upon the end of the path, at the base of the ledge which housed the cave above. Luckily the rock face was uneven and full of handholds. It wasn't the first time he had done a bit of climbing today. While a bit difficult in full armor, he steadily hefted himself up the wall and onto the top.

	Now he could get a good look into the cave opening. A rough jagged stone mouth led into a dark opening that sloped gently downward. Though the entrance was not as large as he had been expecting. A few men could walk comfortably side by side through here, yet it was certainly not large enough for a dragon!

	He pondered if there might be another way into the horde room, annoyed that he could have missed a much larger entrance somewhere down the mountain. This could be some sort of heat ventilation for the volcano, or some sort of trap for dumb eager adventurers throw themselves into. Most adventurers would think that the hardest way into the room must be the correct one.

	Davis shook his head, it didn't matter at this point. Whether it was the correct way, a trap, or a dead end, he didn't have the resources to continue much longer. A trek down the mountain to search for another entrance would probably end up a fatal trip. The teleportation scroll tucked safely in his pouch was his ticket off this burning rock, whatever this cave held.

	He looked back out down the mountain as he rummaged through his pack of supplies. With a hearty swig of water from the water skin he pulled out, he took a moment break in the journey. Stretching his legs and gazing down at his progress. It was a long way down, through the light haze of smoke he couldn't even see to the base anymore.

	Replacing the water skin into his pack, adjusting his sword to be comfortable at his side, and lighting a torch, Davis started down what he thought would be the final path. Though his courage held strong, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious at what he would find inside.

	The corridor meandered in gentle curves in a slight downward trend. Never giving him any more vision than some 30 feet ahead. Where it had been relatively cool near the entrance, it was growing hotter the deeper he went. Only the crackling torch and clanking armor broke the eerie silence the tunnel held.

	The walls had also changed. No longer was it the jagged rough red volcanic rock that the mouth of the cave and much of the outside volcano were made of. Glassy obsidian paved the ceiling walls and floor now. His footsteps had gone from a dull thud to a sharp clack which echoed loudly on the black material. It all seemed too artificial now, the corridor was an exact size the entire way, no broken or chaotically formed rocks to indicate it was naturally occurring. Something had made this small passage.

	The heat increased to a point where sweat was profusely dripping off Davis's brow. He was starting to worry, this was looking more likely to be some lava tube that would just get so hot he wouldn't be able to continue on. Though if he need to, he could probably use a fire immunity potion, so he decided to press onward.

	And was rewarded a minute later when he spotted a dim glow from ahead. And not the dancing red lava glow he was dreading, this was a torch light kind of glow. He quietly snuffed his torch on the ground beneath his boot and crept forward. Ahead the corridor made a sharp left turn, to where the light was coming from.

	Stopping just before the corner, he slowly and carefully peeked around. And almost fell forward in surprise. Even though this is what he was here for, the sight of it still spun his mind.

	Piles of treasure rolled through this large cavernous room. Mounds of gold coins and gold objects were the most prevalent. Gems ran like rivers through the gold piles, sizes of the cuts ranged from the numerous peas sizes to ones as large as a clenched fist. Gems were also embezzled in some of the gold objects, crowns dazzled with rubies, swords with sapphires worked into the hilt. The horde of treasure ran endlessly through the room, he would need a better vantage point to judge just how much was there.

	He snapped out of his moment of amazement quickly though, he was a disciplined adventurer, and not out of danger yet. Lit torches lined the walls of the cavern to illuminate the room. Which meant someone or something had been here recently. And while the passage behind him was not large enough for a dragon, this cavern certainly was.

	Massive stalactites and stalagmites jutted from the ceiling and floor, breaking through the treasure at points. He could see other passages and caves curving away from this main room, perhaps one of them led to another way in and out as he had suspected.

	Patience was key, as he needed information. So he waited and watched the room for the most part of an hour. But he saw nothing move among the piles of gold, and the only sounds he could hear were natural ones like the creaking and rumbling echo of rocks, and a faint dripping sound. Not unusual to hear running water, he was deep enough underground that some moisture would be flowing through.

	So he decided it was time to venture in. Maybe he was extra lucky today and whatever guardian the horde belonged too was out at the moment, and not waiting in stealth to ambush him.

	With a cautious stride he made his way to the first pile of treasure, and carefully made his way around. An avalanche of gold and gems would certainly alert anything nearby of his presence. So for now he wandered around the piles, taking care not to make too much noise stepping on the loose pieces that had rolled between the piles.

	He made his way uneventfully to the near center of the room, avoiding looking at the wealth in order to concentrate on his surroundings for anything out of the ordinary. After a solid sweep of the perimeter of the room, it seemed that it really was empty of any threats. So he decided to make his way to the center of the room to get a good look at the entire horde.

	Past an unusually large pile of treasure that looked more neat and organized than most, he came upon a large magnificent throne in the seeming dead center of the room. Solid gold pieces with intricate design made the base and back, emblazoned gem wove in patterns through the gold in obvious masterwork.

	Just as he took a step forward toward it, a strong feminine voice rang out from the large gold pile behind him.

	“How rude.”

---CHAPTER 2---

	Davis froze, he had been certain that the cavern was clear, so the proximity of the words directly behind him had caught him completely off guard. His mind spun as he tried to think through his next action, contemplating spinning around while drawing his sword.

	“How rude.”

	The words broke through the silent cave once more, making Davis flinch again. He spun around trying to draw his sword and maintain a defensive stance in one fluid motion… and ungracefully slipped on the loose coins beneath his feet.

	He hit the ground hard, his steel plate armor clattered loudly against the stone ground. He landed mostly on his side, pinning his sword in the scabbard between him and the floor. It was probably the least defensive position he could have assumed at the moment. On the floor, unable to draw his weapon, the sheer incompetence of this moment would probably haunt his nightmares for some time.

	After a moment of stunned silence, he whipped his head up to get a look at the source of the words.	He did a double take at the sheer unexpectedness at what he was looking it. Comfortably lounging on this side of the massive pile of treasure was completely naked woman! Though she had scales, wings, claws, and a tail, so she was in some way a dragon as well. Certainly not what Davis had in mind when he thought of the mountain's guardian dragon.

	She was lying on her back, her two large red wings spread out across the mounds of gold behind her.  Red scales lined the sides of her curvy form, running up to the top of her neck. Her arms and legs were also covered in the scales, ending in her large sharp claw-like hands and feet. Two slightly curved ornate horns protruded in a sharp manner out of the sides of her head, Parting through the black hair that spilled across the gold pile behind her.

	She appeared to be uninterested in him at the moment though. She was lazily inspecting a few large gold coins, twirling them around the sharp nail on her claw. The claws looked sharp enough to shred through anything. Her slender but clearly toned and powerful arms looked like they could supply the necessary force for that. They were just as intimidating as the like the sharp talons she had instead of feet, along with muscular strong thighs.

	She looked comfortable on the pile of coins. The scales covering her back probably helped with laying down on the loose metal. There were significantly less scales on her front side though. Leaving Davis with an open view of her large breasts, slender midriff, and her bare uncovered lady parts below.

	He averted his eyes downward. It felt rude to stare at an unclothed woman like that, even one so strange and nonchalant about her nudity. “How rude indeed,” the statement came back once again from the woman. Sir Davis moved his gaze back up to look at her face, struggling to avoid gawking at her naked parts.

	She was looking at him now, her attention fully on him, giving him a direct view of her face. She was beautiful in a dangerous sort of way. Sharp features and narrow reptilian-like glowing yellow eyes were a fitting look for a fierce dragon. The observant look implied a cunning intelligence, and her gaze seemed to pierce right through him. It was more a curious look than threatening, but it was still expectant of a response.

	“I'm sorry ma'am.” He hastened out as a reply from his prone position, not sure what else he could do from where he was. He was also slightly unsure of what was the problem was. Women usually responded well to an apology though, even if you didn't know what you had done wrong.

	“You should be, it's very rude to enter a home uninvited and gawk at their belongings without giving them a proper greeting.” She barked out with a smile. At least he thought it was a smile, it showed off an awful lot of sharp teeth inside her mouth. She hadn't moved from her spot on the pile, and if she wasn't going to make a threatening move first, Davis certainly wasn't.

	Davis grimaced, he supposed putting on some manners wouldn't hurt the situation. He stood up as gracefully as he could from his awkward position on the floor. With a courteous bow he made a more formal greeting. “Fair lady, my humblest apologies for intruding uninvited upon your abode, I was not expecting  as beautiful a resident as you. I am Sir Samuel Davis, a knight dedicated to seeking fame and fortune.”

	Her look visibly brightened up at the mention of 'beautiful lady'. A little flattery always worked on women Davis mused. Though she was now looking him up and down, not very unlike a predator checking out their next meal.

	“Well, Sir Davis, greeting to you as well. I am the mighty dragon Alextraella.” She paused, as if waiting for him to recognize the name, but Davis gave no reaction to the name, so she continued. “You are here for... fame and fortune?” She gave a sarcastic surprised look,  “I hope that doesn't mean you've come to steal from me? All my treasure and wealth?” She leaned back into the massive pile of gold, digging her arms into it, starting an avalanche of coins down off the top layer.

	“No mam, of course not, I would never.” Davis did his best to sound sincere about it.

	“Oh, that's too bad.” the dragon's mood abruptly switched to pouting. “I was bored, a fight would have been fun...” she leaned back up out of the pile and gave a mischievous smirk. “But... it's not every day a handsome knight with some sense of manners wanders in, maybe there's some other way we can have fun together...” She slide off the pile and stood up, slowly making her way over to him. Now that she was standing it was easier to get a sense of her size. Davis wasn't short himself, but she was taller than him, almost half a head.

	Trying his hardest to avoid placing his hand on the pommel of his sword, David maintained the neutral position he was standing in, a lump forming in his throat from the nervousness of the situation. “I'm not sure I follow mam...” was all he could say, unable to take his eyes off hers. Those alien eyes brimming with thoughtfulness and ferocity were mesmerizing to him, and she swayed side to side as she walked toward him in a provocative manner.

	She was closer now, sliding up directly in front of him. There was no room to draw his sword now, he was fully at the mercy of her claws and fangs if she meant him harm. This close he could smell a faint burning and charcoal aroma about her.

	“Don't be coy, I'm talking about mating of course. Copulating. Sexual intercourse.” She said seductively as she ran her claws alongside the curves of her body, making sure to jiggle her large breasts as well.

	“Uh...” was about all he could get out, his poor adventuring brain wholly not ready for this situation.

	Alextraella took the final step toward him, pressing her naked body against his armor. She slid her arms under his and around his torso in a big hug. Their faces were inches apart now, and each exhale from her blasted him with warm air. She was grinning broadly now, her eyes now shone with lust. Not that he had any time to do anything about it, she lurched her face forward into his, locking their lips together in an aggressive kiss.

	Her lips were hot against his, and it wasn't just the lust he was starting to feel from the situation. Her entire body radiated an intense heat that surpassed the hot sultry cavern. It wasn't an uncomfortable heat though, and he found it easy to just melt into her warm hug. His mind lulled into complacency, as the larger monstrous girl kissed him as much as she wanted, grinding herself against him and his metal armor.

	The armor-clad hero snapped out of the lull with a twinge of annoyance. He was a respectable knight and adventurer, he wouldn't allow himself to be toyed with by this dragon girl. Since they had met, everything had been on her pace, and it was high time that changed. While there wasn't much he could do trapped in her embrace like this, he could at least show some fighting spirit in this currently one sided kiss.

	Davis lifted his arms to hug the dragon back, gripping her with a good amount of her strength. Probably not the best of ideas, because she responded with squeezing him back harder, straining the magic plate to it's limit, and he wasn't keen on experiencing the crushing that would happen if it caved. But he fought back with his lips as well, aggressively kissing her back.

	She appeared to enjoy the challenge, and they had a sort of battle between their lips. Their tongues fought with the other, swirling and pushing back into the others mouth. Her's was more of a thinner serpent like one, not that it lacked any bit of power compared to the human.

	The battle went on for some time, and would only end when Alextraella was finished with it, as Davis doubted he could push the stronger woman off of him. Luckily though, as he was starting to tire, she seemed to be satisfied and broke the sloppy kissing abruptly, leaving a small strand of hot saliva dangling between them.

	“Wow Sir Davis, handsome and a good kisser,” she said appreciatively, with her look brimming with even more lust than before. “I'm a lucky dragon to have such high quality treasure wander into my lair.”

	“I'm not-” Davis tried to retort, before being interrupted by the horrible sound of shredding metal. Alextraella had simply run her claws up his sides, easily slicing through the magic enchanted metal. The rest of his defiance caught in his throat, and he was forced to swallow them back down. There was pretty much nothing he could do if she wanted to turn those claws on him, as evident by the remains of the front of his breastplate, hanging onto his body by a few straps up at his shoulders.

	The dragon took a step back from him, with a deadly serious expression on her face. “Clothes off,” she commanded. Davis rushed to obey the command. Not only out of self preservation, but because if he did survive the encounter, it would be nice to still have a valuable partially intact set of armor. So he stripped himself as fast he could, undoing the armor straps to peel off the individual pieces. It still took a few minutes though, donning and doffing full plate was a time consuming process, and it wasn't any easier with a horny impatient stronger girl before him.

	With the last piece of his armor and cloth on the floor, Davis was left as naked as the dragon. Alextraella studied the naked man before her, drinking in his muscular fit form with her eyes. Davis took one last glance at his sword, still easily accessible atop the armor and equipment pile he had made. A lot of good that fancy sword had done him, he hoped fucking was the only thing the dragon was after. The dangerous lust she emitted could have hid any number of intentions.

	Finally done inspecting her mark, the dragon sauntered over to the exposed knight. She pressed her body into his and gave him another kiss on the lips. This one was short and fleeting though, as she quickly moved down to his neck with her lips. The dragon started grinding her body against his, letting him feel the full softness of her breasts against his chest. His exposed dick was being rubbed between her thighs, within the soft non-scaled parts thankfully.

	The combined lewdness of the two motion made it impossible to not get aroused as well, and Davis felt his member hardening. The overbearing lust had also overtaken his body, he reached with his arms around the dragon to grab a handful of her butt cheeks in each hand.

	The move apparently signaled something for the dragon, for she wrapped her claws around him, and leapt up into the air with him. He couldn't see anything, with his face buried between the cleavage of her breasts, but he could hear her wigs snap open.  The knight glided to the ground in the dragon's arms, as they landed he found himself sitting on a hard flat smooth surface. Alextraella uncurled from him, letting him glance around to see where they had moved to.

	They hadn't gone far, she had just flown them over to the great golden throne. It might be the most comfortable place to copulate in the room though. Even on the metal surface, considering the alternatives were the rocky floor, or loose piles of coins which had all sorts of sharp goblets and crowns poking through them.

	There was barely a moment for Davis to catch his breath though, as the dragon started straddled above him, her knees outside his thighs. She grabbed his hard dick with her claws, in a thankfully and surprisingly soft manner, to guide it to the entrance of her pussy. She looked directly at him, and their eyes met in the intense moment. She flashed a wide grin, showing off her wide row of sharp teeth, before she plunged herself down onto the man.

	The penetration was absolute, the dragon took the knights cock all the way to the base in one motion. It gave the two of them enough pleasure to break the silence as well. Davis let out a loud grunt, which the dragon gave a fearsome snarl, a guttural roar fitting to a proper dragon. The bursting pleasure and noise had been a little more than the dragon had been expecting, so she paused for a moment, with her eyes rolled back toward the ceiling and her tongue hanging slightly out of her mouth.

	The dragon wasn't anywhere done with him though, and the knight was in no position to move at all so it was up to her to continue the session between the two. She braced her claws into the sides of the throne on the armrests, and looked down at her prey. He was looking at her as well, the lust was clear in his eyes, mirroring her own. The dragon felt immense satisfaction at the victory, he belonged to her now.

	She leaned down into him, so they could continue the kissing the two of them enjoyed. Their lips and tongues swirled around and with the ones from the other, and the two lost themselves in the powerful make out session. Davis ran his arms across the dragons back, feeling up her skin, scales, and wings. Alextraella decided it was a good time to start the main course. Without warning she pushed up with her knees, lifting herself off most of his cock and up from his lap, only to immediately let herself fall back down.

	She repeated the motion immediately after, she had no patience for any kind of gentle sex. Her hip movements were strong and endless, easily supported by the strong muscles dragons were gifted with. It was a good thing that her partner was an experienced combat veteran, his body was trained and maintained to the peak of human physical ability. A normal human might have found the hip breaking fucking the dragon giving Davis too much, but the knight was able to handle it, if just barely.

	So the fierce fucking continued on, and each slam of the girl's hips down to the hilt of the knight's cock sent a electrifying wave of pleasure through the body of the two. Enhanced by kissing action, the two were oblivious to the rest of the world, only concentrating on the pleasure and warmth coming from the other. The cavern echoed with the lewd sounds of fucking, echoing with the kissing, hip slapping, and grunts and moans from the pair.

	It was not something that could last forever though, no matter how much either of them wanted it to. The raw pleasure generated by the intense sex was culminating within them. While the dragon welcomed the oncoming climax, the knight fought it. It was a pointless struggle, nothing he could do would stop the inevitable.

	“Lady...Alex-...traella...” Davis managed to grunt between the grunting, kissing, and pounding.

	“YES, give it to me! Cum inside, I want it, all of it!” The dragon roared back, sending her hips into overdrive, increasing the pace of the pounding.

	The knight buried his face between the dragon's tits as she slammed down on him for the final time. He firmly grabbed her ass as he came, shooting all of his hot seed into her. She roared as she climaxed as well, feeling the warm liquid pump inside her. She turned her head upward and couldn't resist blowing a, impressive spout of flame out, breathing a plume of fire up the cavern, lighting it a brilliant red. Her claws shredded at the golden throne's arms, peeling lines of gold off it as she held on through the pleasure.

	With his climax passed, Davis had regained his senses enough to watch the girl still atop him. She was coming to the end of her own climax, a small spurt of fire still jettisoning from her mouth. He was glad she had the sense to turn away from him, or lucky she had done it naturally. He also noted staying away from the claws was a good idea, as they had easily shredded the metal throne.

	“Lady Alextraella, that was... I...” he began, not really sure of what he wanted to say.

	She returned her attention to him, and stopped him. She placed a claw on his lips to shush him. “Please, call me Alexa.”