Out

You do not want the scandal of having a pregnant bride. Although you are not sure how likely it is that you will get her pregnant on the first go, you don't want to risk it. You pull your cock all the way out and splatter your seed over her scaly mound.

"WHAT!" Butrexx shouts "Why did you stop, foolish human, if you wanted me to be your bride you should have made me cum!"

"I couldn't hold it any longer." You protest "I can not risk getting you pregnant before marriage, it would reflect poorly on me as a king and the people will think that I am just marrying you because you are pregnant. " You reason.

"I do not care what your society thinks of me. In my culture, it is extremely rude to deprive a lover of an orgasm. You bested me in combat so you can have your peace. But since I clearly bested you in bed, you can never be my mate." Butrexx rebutted. With that, she used your bed sheet to clean up, slip on her shirt and skirt leaving the rest of her armour and stormed out the tent.

You heard cries from the guard as they tried to stop her.

Exhausted you fell onto your soiled bed and fell asleep.