Taming the Fire Dragon
It was explosion after explosion of pleasure, each one better than the last, each one sealing us more tightly together as mates.
“Yhen, how are we getting out of here? I mean, I guess we can climb,” my dragon says.
After ‘celebrating’ for two more days, two days of non-stop orgasms that ended with both of us collapsing exhausted, we’re back on the ledge looking at the magma that is still threatening to erupt again at any moment.