She was so comfortable with me. I was worried, as dragons have never been known to be friendly beings. Her beauty was like nothing else in the world. Flowers shied away from her. No wizard, warlock, or witch alike would ever be able to match or replicate her beauty. Ember’s scent was unlike anything else in the world. Sugar cookies, pies, and grand feasts wouldn’t be able to compete with her. Her body was absolute perfection.
She laid there before me, made just for my hands, my eyes, and my body. My soul called out to her as I moved towards her. Her excitement was evident in her eyes. Looking up and down as my body moved. I thought I would be nervous, but I have never felt more confident. Her body sang with hunger.
Before me, her core laid open, her juices dripping from her wet core. In
