The Alpha's Dragon
The velvet covered beds tore under frantic claws, the flaming torchlight caught the gleam of sweat on heaving flanks, the desperate flash of eyes, the obscene glisten of exposed cocks and dripping pussies.
Crume growled once more, a low rumble that vibrated against Qerev'nrys' back. He traced a thick finger down her spine, over the curve of her ass, slick with his own spend and hers. "Hear that, Mistress?" His voice was thick with satisfaction and lingering lust. "Your little show got the whole pit hard. Just like you wanted, they're fucking like beasts in rut."
"Today had more responses than normal, which means more money for you" Moose added, his breath on Qerev'nrys neck as he rammed into
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