The Exiled Dragon
Veronica Foxi ran away from the hunterdashing through the snow in a pair of broken skisimagine yourself in a frozen forestthe trees grew because i bled there
she yelled out loud, using my dragon’s tongue to curl into her, ‘core,’ tickling a rough spot that had her screaming.
She danced on my lips while I drank the dew from her flower. Her breaths heavy, falling away from her desire. I licked my lips clean, her heavy eyes watching my every move. My shaft throbbed, dripping my fluid all over her body. Leaving my dragon’s scent on her body.