"My mistress doesn't like this," Ysilnod said through gritted teeth. Nidia was still squirming on the bed, unknowingly exposing her fragile little bud completely to the dragon.
"Your mistress belongs to me tonight," the dragon reminded him, "And if it's what I, Xerxes Raoul, demand, I get my way. Nobody can stop me. You should understand that it would only hurt more for her if she refuses to compromise with me." He looked at him with a serious gaze.
Nidia may not understand, but Ysilnod knew very well just what was coming up next. He could see the monster's ferocious desire, and when a strong creature intended to bed a weaker one, the only thing he could do for Nidia was to watch by her side and try to plead so that the harm could be reduced to a minimum.
Finally, Ysilnod submitted hims
