She swept her hand from chest to hips over the contours of the chained man, then slowly up along the rigid shaft of the statue’s c**k.
“How does he feel?” Eben asked.
“Amazing.”
“Let me watch you f**k him.” His beautiful dragon woman wasn’t going anywhere. From this angle, he could see the taloned feet of the prone man and the hint of scales on his lower legs.
Eben stood and walked around to the head of the platform and stripped off his shirt, then his pants.
“Do it, Erika. Climb on and f**k him.”
“Get me ready first?”
“Seriously? You look so lit up right now you’re glowing. Touch yourself. I can already see you’re wetter than the jungle outside.”
She let one hand slide up her stomach and clutch her breast, squeezing her n****e harshly. The fingers of her other hand skimmed through
