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I stroked him again, managing to grip its girth with both of my hands. He bucked and scraped his hard claws against the stone floor, leaving thick white gashes on the dark rock.
    I stroked him again, feeling his body tremble. He groaned as I began to pump my hands over the head. I did my best to touch the entire length of him. I caught myself moaning involuntarily as I stroked him off, gaining speed to match the racing pace of my heart beat.
    He cringed and threw his upper body against the floor, gripping it with his claws to stop from moving away from me. I was elated at how great it felt to pleasure him, to make him yearn for me.
    “Elizabeth...” he said haltingly. I looked over at his head, following the scaled underbelly of his stomach. His head was cocked down on the ground, turned slightly, so one eye could watch me. I relished the voyeurism. I squeezed his cock harder and brought my face near it, the smell of smoke and brimstone wafting from his tempting scales. I thought of what he had done to me, with his tongue, and decided to emulate him.
    I dragged my tongue against his scaly prick and the heat of it was nearly unbearable. The taste of ash lingered in my mouth, but wasn’t unenjoyable. If anything, that flavor only excited me for more.
    He grunted in excitement, thrusting his cock forward and sliding it against my open mouth. I gripped it to try and stop him, but it only tossed me forward onto the stone floor. I looked up at his throbbing muscle and felt my chest grow hot. I wanted it.
    “Fuck me, Azmu,” I said. He braced his legs and lowered himself down to the ground so he could reach between my legs. I breathed hard, the anticipation terrifying and exciting at the same time. I spread my legs and gripped the head of his shaft as he came close to me. I slowed him with a gentle jerk of my hand and guided him down between my legs, teasing my folds with his hard scales.
    I brought him in, scooting forward on my buttocks and letting his girth slowly fill me. His head was the first to slip inside, and I exhaled slowly as I pulled more of him in. I squeezed my eyes shut halfway, then let out a long sigh as I managed to hit his stomach with my knees, his enormous member filling me to the brim. I couldn’t speak, terrified of moving wrong and breaking something, hurting myself.
    He moved slowly, bringing his shadowy underside up and letting his girth slide out of me, before bringing it back in. Gently and slowly he rocked, until I was able to regain my composure. The fluttering feeling in my chest and stomach curdling and making me dizzy. I felt like fainting for a long while.
    “Oh... my Lord,” I whispered as I hooked my feet around each of his rear legs and dragged him in and out of me. The rush of blood was intoxicating. “Azmu, fuck me.” I had longed to say those words, for them to come together so perfectly. It felt so natural.
    He brimmed with new energy. He thrust his hips down toward the ground, entering me fully and slamming against my insides. I felt like I was drowning, each aggressive pump sending me reeling. I clutched onto his underside and held on, letting the storm of his passion flow through me, the heat of his fiery belly fill me with desire. I moaned aloud into the cave, no one to hear the sounds of our love. Nothing to witness our lust and love except for the twinkling of the stars above his body. I couldn’t see them, but I could feel them. They felt as if they were throbbing, echoing and chanting. I screamed as what must’ve been an orgasm sparked inside my body, consuming me like wildfire, the throbbing heat and lust waxing and waning from my finger tips to my ears.
    The incredible surge of intensity began to ebb as he grunted, long streaks of fire blowing from his mouth without control. I felt the burst of heat from above my head with every push, then his seed exploded inside me. It was like coals were being deposited in my insides, like burning kindling of our love still glowing.