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Story: The WitchSlayer
“Your scales are bright,” she said around a whisper of a breath. Then a small moan came from her when he was seated deep. “Ohhh! And you feel so hot.”
“Because of you.”
Rurik was heating his own scales. He’d been this aroused in the past, so turned on that his body felt like it was on fire, but being in this form meant she would be able to see it and feel it. To know just how much he wanted her. How much he craved being joined within her.
He started to withdraw, and her body clung to him, desperate to hold onto the shape and keep him.
He surged forward, and his breath left him. In just one stroke, Rurik was lost. All his senses were stolen, leaving him only able to experience her. He only felt her, smelt her, heard her, and even in his darkening vision, saw her. The rest of the world had faded away.
The moment he was seated deep again, he couldn’t stop to savour her body pushing resistance around him and the head of his cock. He needed to pull back. He needed to feel her cling again, to feel the rippling texture of her insides that would stroke him as he burrowed in again.
His cock ached so terribly that he moved, that he never stayed still.
Instead of just the tip of his human cock being sensitive, his entire Dragon cock was sensitive. It could feel everything, perceive everything.
He’d touched her before, had delved his fingers and tongue, but nothing could compare to the way he was able to explore her like this.
Her slickness was everywhere and sticking to him. The lips of her folds, that pressed against the open slit around the base of his cock, felt like a kiss.
He had to release her wrists so he could steady himself through this by leaning on one forearm as the claws of his paw stabbed through the ends of her hair haloing around her head to dig into the ground. The other paw needed to hold her, to grab her, to touch her. He curled it around the dip where her backside met her thigh, lifting her leg to hold it against him as he increased his pace.
Her arms came up to snake around his body to hold onto him. Her fingers tried to dig, tried to find purchase against his scales until she eventually hooked one of her hands around his shoulder from underneath. The other grabbed the base of a wing.
He didn’t care where she held onto him as long as she did. Especially when it helped her to buck her hips into him to assist.
Her moans were husky, sultry, so light that they tantalised him.
But it wasn’t enough.
Rurik needed her to melt around him while he was like this. He wanted her to scream. He wanted to know that she was loving the feel of him inside her.
And, as awash in pleasure and sensation that he was, if Amalia didn’t blissfully break apart and come beneath him, he knew his rage would hold no bounds.
With the way she felt around him, beneath him, his scales scraping against her skin, he knew he was running out of time.
It was body-aching, breath-stealing, mind-numbingly wonderful. He couldn’t hold back the way his body reacted to her, to this. His loud groans were constant, his breaths so deep they ached on their expire.Fuck, Amalia.
His muscles twitched all over, and his wings flapped lightly behind him.
He knew at any point his seed would start to rise.
It felt like it would destroy him, but Rurik started to thrust his cock in and out of Amalia with mindless abandon, stroking her inner walls constantly. He didn’t care how hard or deep he was going.
He buried the length of his face against the crook of her shoulder and neck, the heaviness of it too much to bear.
“W-Wait,” she gasped on a moan.
He refused to slow, not when he knew it was the answer to getting what he wanted. Instead, he pistoned faster, spearing her over and over.
He was brutal. Feral. He became uncontrolled as he pumped into this female. His mate. His Witch. HisAmalia.
Her breath hitched sharply before he felt the first clench, telling him she was steadily growing closer.
“Rurik...”
His snout bunched as a light growl fell from him.She feels so good already. What will it feel like when she comes?He desperately needed it, he ached for it.
“Rurik, your claws!”
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