The Dragon's Precious Gem
she finally asked, her voice trembling as she climbed unsteadily to her feet.
“She’s recovering,” Rhyzar replied calmly, reclining back into the chair. The sight of his naked body, golden and glistening, was almost too much. His taut stomach rose and fell with each breath, his manhood still intimidatingly erect even at rest, lying heavily against his navel.
“She’ll be fine,” he added, his smirk deepening as he caught her stolen glances.
The intimidating length twitched, drawing her attention once more, and she quickly looked away, her cheeks burning as her guilt threatened to consume her. A stream of liquid trailed down her thighs, humiliating proof of their prolonged intimacy.
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