Cuckolded by a Dragon: My Wife’s Submission to the Alpha Male

I didn't think that a diplomatic mission to build relations with the dragons could go so terribly, terribly wrong. Not that there was anything wrong with the dragon - Kybard, his name was - but there was everything right about him. Namely, Kybard was, and still is, everything that I could not be for my dear wife, Sheba. And there comes a time in the life of every woman, in a marriage and bedroom life that never quite satisfies them, that they take matters into their own hands. Who could blame her?

I just never expected her to take a dragon for her own and allow herself to be taken too.

There's only so much a human male can do against the might and will of a dragon even when said male is supposed to be in a position of power. That power is so easily stripped away in the bedchamber, lust and love coming together to create something all the more delectable. And it is that sense of the delectable that Sheba had always craved and yet not received.

This is the story of how my wife was wonderfully, blissfully taken by a better male.