Do Virgins Taste Better?

When the dragon kidnaps a princess, he find himself wondering if a cow would have been a better idea after all. Who knew a princess was so demanding, or so kinky? (F/M)

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Editor(s): Lon Sarver
Cover Designer(s): Siol na Tine
Cover Art Credits: Art by Siol na Tine.
Production Editor(s): Erika L. Firanc
Proofreader(s): Kailin Morgan
Length: Short Story (2,600 Words)
Chapter(s): 1
Publication Date: July 5, 2012
Serialization Date: December 12, 2015
Archive(d) on December 19, 2015
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As soon as he got to his cave, the dragon set the princess down on a rock outside. She stumbled a little, but quickly drew herself up and arranged the tatters of her gown; the gauzy pink fabric had snagged on the dragon’s scaly claws during his flight. “So sweet of you to rescue me.”

The dragon settled himself on the ground and folded his wings. “Rescue you? I mean to eat you.” He let a little jet of flame escape his mouth.

“Eat me? I know dragons. If you wanted a meal, you would have stolen some of the peasants’ cows.”

“A princess’s flesh is sweeter and softer than that of some peasant’s cow.” The dragon licked his chops, letting his tongue wander slowly over his dagger-sharp teeth.

“Oh,” the princess sighed, “and I’m sure that virgins taste even better, don’t they?”

The dragon nodded. “Virgins melt like honey on the tongue,” he told her. “Their bones crunch better, their blood is sweeter…”

“Hmph.” The princess smirked at him. The dragon fidgeted. In truth, he had never eaten a human, much less a virgin princess.

“Particularly the princesses,” he bluffed, hoping to scare her. “Their skin is so soft and silky, what with the… baths they’re always taking.” As he spoke, he hooked the tip of a single huge claw into the princess’s bodice. “Delicate, untouched by any man.” With a twitch of his claw, he ripped the tattered dress off her body.

To his surprise, the princess didn’t shriek and cover herself, as he’d heard human girls were apt to do. She stretched like a cat, shaking out her red-gold curls and rolling her shoulders. “That dress was terribly itchy. Anyway,” she added, “if virgins are so sweet, I’m sure I’d taste like old hay, I’ve let so many knights sneak into my bedroom over the years.”

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