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addictive.
    Vylanthe
reached out, his fingers in her blonde hair, wrecking the last of the
braid so it fell in loose ringlets. He seemed oddly interested in the
soft strands, and she could feel the pleasure in his sudden, rumbling
growl. His teeth, sharp as blades, didn't cut her when he grazed them
on her tongue. Her tremble made him pause, his voice low in her ear.
“Calm, now. If I wanted to harm you, I would have already.”
    It
was hard to deny, but it gave her little comfort.
    His
strength pressed her back, and she considered that he seemed as
strong as when he was in his dragon form. The sensation of his
muscles, the mixture of soft skin and marble scales, made her part
her lips in a small coo. It felt amazing on her body, her rosebud
nipples crushing into his chest.
    Unbidden,
she spread her knees, and only considered what she had done when she
felt the head of his scaled member at her sodden entrance. Emerald
eyes snapped open, and she pulled back to get away from his mouth.
The tight hold of his digits in her hair brought her back, and she
was unable to resist the dizzy inducing kiss. Light headed, she felt
her strength to fight going, and wondered how this was possible.
    Had
be truly been right about her?
    The
moment he rocked his hips, impaling the wide tip of his cock into her
hungry pussy, she found herself tensing in passion and fear. The
rough walls of his rod were slickened by her juice, making the
journey into her center easier. Still, the thickness of it stretched
her unlike anything she had ever experienced. It made her want to
pull away, and to drive him deeper. The confusion, the mix of
emotions, made her only wiggle instead.
    It
seemed to excite him, for he thrust sharply the rest of the way into
her depths. Feeling him at his root, Siena gasped, tossing her head
back into the ground. The dragon-human hybrid lowered his lips to her
exposed throat, biting gently at her tender skin. It served to drive
her to higher heights, and she felt him pounding his length into her
core over and over.
    The
ridges were amazing, and they made her squeal loudly, piercing the
forest with her own song. Unconsciously her hips were rolling,
pulling him in desperately, like she was one of the wild creatures
she prided herself on hunting.
    The
only noise she could hear was her heart, rippling a staccato, and the
grunts of Vylanthe as he took her in that clearing. The prey she had
chased had turned the roles, and now she was the one being conquered.
    If
she cared anymore, if her thoughts found this insulting or shameful,
she didn't indicate it. With an animilistic need, she ground her body
into his, golden skin on black scales, until with a tensing of every
muscle, she finally came. Squeezing his manhood, her pussy rippled,
embracing him in the most helpless of ways.
    The
feeling seemed to drive him over the edge, for she felt him bite her
shoulder a bit too roughly. The sound of leather reached her, and in
the extra darkness that rolled over, she realized his wings had
flared open. A noise like a hiss, like rock crumbling beneath the
earth, and she was aware of his cock swelling inside of her. Pulsing,
the explosion of his seed was like lava, hot and thick.
    Part
of her wondered if it would burn, but her fears went away when the
temperature stayed only on the verge of warm, pumping and filling her
to the brim with his cream.
    The
sounds of lust and liquid slowed, and Siena could finally hear her
own thoughts over the rapid breathing. Sweat rolled down her cheek,
and she reached out to smooth a strand of her hair from her forehead.
    Vylanthe
shuddered, before he inched back, removing himself luxuriantly slowly
from her nethers. That member glistened with their mixed juices, wet
as a rock at sea. The smile on his face was taunting, but she was too
far gone in her daze to truly care.
    “ Well
then, I do believe you said I would be thanking you. I suppose you
weren't wrong, in the end.”
    Graceful
as a dancer, he rose and flexed