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Zym pads around, seemingly lost in thought. He has been like this since the battle; distant, less happy. Callum and I had tried to get him to be a little more open with us, but Callum realised after a little it was probably best to let him have some space. If he wants to company, he will come to us. But it still feels wrong though, I just don't like seeing Zym this way.

It takes a few days before Zym even starts interacting with the group somewhat close to normal again. And before he seems to want to open up to any of us, he becomes glued to my side, looking around from time to time as if waiting for something. Even after we set up camp by a wood, the dragon keeps by my side. It's mid evening before the dragon acts on whatever it was he was looking for, tugging on the side of my trousers, trying to draw my into the nearby forest.

“Hey Zym? What's going on?" I ask, feeling a little put off by his odd behaviour.

All I get in response is a grumble from him, as he brings me further and further into the woods. This certainly keeps me on edge, trees surrounding us, daylight becoming darkened with a slight green ting to it. Once he seems we have gone far enough, he lets me go, backing up a little before pouncing on me. He growls slightly as he tries to push me down onto the forest floor, taking me by surprise. It doesn't take him long in succeeding, getting me on the ground with a huff.

I squirm underneath the dragon, looking up at Zym as he pins me down. “H-hey there, what are... you..."

With a small purr, Zym presses his lips against mine, locking me into a kiss. Instinctively, I struggle against him a little, my mind's going blank as the dragon keeps his muzzle locked on my lips. But after a few seconds, I slowly relax, my hands going to the joints of his wings. It feels weird, having his lips against mine, wrong almost, as if thise's some... taboo-ness to the action. But it also has a pleasant feel to it, pushing me into the kiss. I close my eyes, enjoying the action for as long as it lasts. Which turns out, isn't as long as I'd like, Zym pulling away from me.

“Zym... you, I... that was my first... you know." I say, struggling to get the words out. “Never thought it'd be, well, you know, a dragon."

Zym smiles at me, kissing along my neck and cheek.

“But, let's keep this between us, why don't we?" I ask.

Zym purrs back, seemingly in agreement.

I pet his head softly, receiving a peck on my lips once more. Moving my hands down his body, I examine his body, giving each scale special attention. I can almost feel the muscles held underneath them, bringing a smile to my lips. A part of me wants to go further with him, to become more... intimate.

“Hey, I think this might be a good way to... examine each other, learn more about our species, don't you think?" I ask, nuzzling Zym's cheek. “Callum gave me the 'talk' yesterday, he was awkward with it, but I guess he wanted to make sure I knew."

Zym gives me a questioning look.

“Sorry, rambling. I just... wanted to let you know, that I... I think I know how these 'things' go."

The dragon nods a little, before moving down, pressing his muzzle against my shirt, his nostrils flaring slightly as he sniffs. It takes me a moment, but I take the hint, opening up my shirt for the dragon. His tongue slides out, landing on my stomach before rolling upwards to my chest and neck. Withdrawing into his muzzle Zym, tastes my skin, closing his eyes as he does this.

“Mmph, that feels weird." I say, shivering slightly. “In a good way, I mean."

Zym seems rather happy with this, going back down to lick my stomach, slowly moving downwards. I look down quickly, realising whise the dragon is heading. Fuck, this is happening so quickly. My hands tremble as I start to unbuckle my trousers, quickly getting my trousers to my ankles before flinging them away. The only thing separating my... my privates to the outside world, is my underwear.

“You... you know what you're doing, right?" I ask him, gulping down some of my worry.

Zym nods softly, pressing his nose against my trousers, sniffing at it softly.

“Good, that makes one of us." My fingers go to the band of my underwear, hooking underneath it before stopping. “Actually, there is something I need to admit."

Zym moves his head to the side, seemingly questioning me to go on."

“I uh... I may not be the 'Prince', my title may be more closer to... Princess?" I feel a twinge of shame from admitting that, looking away from the dragon. “I just... Didn't want to shock you or anything."

With a small tremble, I pull my underwear down, revealing my wet folds to the dragon. He licks his lips before letting his tongue run along my wet pussy. A strange tingling follows the dragon's tongue as it moves along my skin, as if a small amount of electricity is exchanged from Zym to myself. Moaning out a little, my folds begin to grow wetter in excitement.

“Fuck, yeah... I've needed this for a while Zym. I don't know why, but... I need to be bred, to be fucked. By some big, hot, scaly dragon."

Zym keeps his maw against my pussy, his tongue inside my folds as he turns around, moving his body over my own, his haunches and legs next to my head. With a blush on my cheeks, I look up to the slit between his thighs. A couple of drops fall onto my face, smelling of the dragon's pure lust. A small, pink nub seems to be poking out of the dragon's slit, and after a moment, I realise what it is. I can't help but blush at the sight, gulping slightly.

My hands go up to examine him, taking a moment to properly look him over. I know that male dragons have more 'internal' equipment, unlike most creatures. So, all I need to do is 'let him out' as it were. Even the idea makes me blush even more, my cheeks only becoming redder as my fingers spread the dragon's slit open. At this, the dragon's cock slides out fully, a good eight inches of dragon meat shoots forth from between his thighs.

I can smell him, even with the couple of inches between us. The smell of musk, of lust... and the smell of pure grade male pheromones. I had hear that dragons used scents to attract others, but I hadn't... I hadn't realised just how much it could affect a human. It smells like a spring day, and as if rain had recently been pouring.

After a minute of lapping at his cock, I go to his tip, opening my mouth before taking his shaft into my mouth. Without hesitation, once his dick is between my lips, he bends his back knees and lowers his haunches, shoving his cock into me. It moves deep enough to go against the back of my throat, before pushing even further. After a few moments, his thighs press against the sides of my face, his whole meat in my mouth.

It tastes similar to how it smells, only deeper, with an undertone of his skin and scales. My hands wrap around his backside, holding his in place as I continue to lap up against his cock. Zym's not moving as I pleasure him, seconds passing before his back leg begins to twitch, moving up off the ground as it does so. This seems to bring life back into him, his tongue ramming into my folds again, tongue-fucking me again.

I begin to breath heavier, bucking up slightly against the warm snout, the wet tongue getting a little deeper into me. My legs wrap around Zym's head, taking some control of the lizard's movements, he doesn't resist, letting me have a little control in this. His cock throbs even more inside my mouth, the scent and taste deepening, tempting me further. Huffing out I look down the dragon's body, taking it all in. With one leg twitching in the air, he looks so cute above me, claiming me... my body.

“Mmmm," I moan out around the lizard's cock, moving my hands to his backside, groping his slightly plump butt.

Zym responds softly from between my legs, his tongue exploring my folds further. I love the way he's pleasuring me, the way his tongue snakes down into my most intimate parts. But then, he finds something inside my pussy, a small bulb that sends shock waves of pleasure through my body. Each time he presses against it, he sends pleasure up through me, making my body tremble and shift under the dragon.

The dragon seems to realise what is happening to me, planting his feet more firmly on either side of my body. It's as if he's making sure I'm kept in place. His tongue moves a little inside me, the tip pressing against the bulb of muscle. It takes a moment, but I realise what he's about to do. And just as I do realise, he sends a small amount of electricity against the bulb.

I jerk slightly at this, feeling my whole body jerk and twitch. Pleasure with a twinge of pain shoots through my nervous system, making me moan around the length between my lips. With a slight shift under him, I let the dragon's cock out of my mouth. Huffing out as the taste of the dragon's shaft lingers in my mouth. I don't want to risk Zym's penis being hurt, by keeping it in a somewhat dangerous place. At least for now.

“Oh fuck Zym... That's a good dragon, k-keep doing that." I tell his, moving my hands along his haunches, making sure to feel the muscle underneath. “Make... If you make me cum, I'll... I'll let you breed my hole. I'll even let you cum in my mouth if you do a good enough job."

This prospect seems to actually excite him, grinding his hips against my face as he sends more electricity into the bulb of flesh. I jerk even harder, feeling my body twitch beyond my control. He continues the static assault on my insides, keeping me in this state. Something happens inside of me while he does this, an urge building inside me. My breathe sticks inside my throat, only able to get it out in short gasps.

Callum had told me about this, the build up to an edge. I hadn't known it'd come this soon, or be like this. Rolling my head back, I give into the urge, coming onto the dragon's wet appendage. My folds ripple and contract around his tongue, almost as if I'm naturally trying to milk him. Despite knowing there's nothing to come from it.

“Zym! Don't stop! Don't-oh! Oh my... f-fuck!" I yell out into the air. The base of the dragon's cock presses against my nose, tempting me into sniffing him. With my hands still around his butt, I keep his hips in place as I take in the scent of his musk. He smells divine, only making my orgasm even harder. My clit ripples before squirting all over his chin, wetting his scales. “Don't you... dare stop!"

My eyes roll up into the back of my head. My body only able to convulse in react to the dragon's movements. After an incomprehensible time, I slowly come back to reality, feeling something inside my mouth. It's soft and wet, but tastes weird. Once I'm aware enough of the world, I grab onto what I thought were the Dragon's butt cheeks, only to find his shoulders, his face against mine.

It's his tongue in my mouth, making me struggle a little upon realisation. But Zym keeps me in this spur of a moment action. His wet appendage is almost at the back of my throat, his tip barely scrapping the bit of flesh past my uvula. Pulling back he seems to smile at me, before giving me a nuzzle. He seems happy to see me, well, see me back to normal. Coming back to reality is something I'm not used to, especially to a dragon French kissing me.

Bringing my focus back onto him, Zym grinds his body against mine, his shaft rubbing up along my folds. This sends almost electric like pain up through my body, making me gasp before shivering. Zym looks down at me, worry in his eyes. I take a moment to come back to myself a little, making sure to keep Zym away from my sensitive area.

“Careful Zym! I'm sensitive, you know?" I tell him, looking up into his eyes. “I'll need a few minutes before I can... Well, continue. Think you can wait a bit before breeding me?"

The dragon growls down at me, seemingly thinking about it for a moment. Before he makes up his mind, he grinds himself against me again, making me call his name out, a lot louder and higher pitched than I care to admit. He does this again, making me shiver at the overstimulation of my most intimate areas.

“Z-Zym, please..." I manage to say, biting my lower lip.

The dragon smiles down at me, before giving me a nuzzle. Slumping down onto me with a slump, he huffs out as his length throbs against my inner thigh. Even this makes me feel a little bit weak, leaving me unable to move underneath his scaled body, despite his lithe frame.

Zym keeps me pinned underneath him, slowly moving his body side to side as he purrs. Small sparks of electricity begin to make contact between him and I, making my skin tingle. I grunt slightly at this, seconds tick by as the electricity builds up. This makes it harder for me to keep from making more noise, which is a battle I begin to lose. With a smirk, the dragon seems to notice this, moving down to press his lips against mine. They open up a little, his tongue snaking out from in between them, probing and prodding at my mouth.

I grunt at this, his attempts to part my lips becoming more and more determined. Zym presses a clawed paw onto my chest, baring his weight onto it. He bares down on me enough to my me part my lips, allowing his tongue entrance between my lips. His wet appendage is slimy as it moves further into me. The electricity sparking against my skin only intensifies, making me groan louder around his tongue.

Zym explores the inside of my mouth, the tip of his appendage examining every nook and cranny. It moves deeper into me, getting to the back of my throat in no time. I instinctively gulp around it, allowing his tongue to easily slide even deeper. Breathing through my nose, I feel him slide properly into my throat, his appendage swirling around my gullet. Our lips disconnect, but his tongue stays inside me leaving me to lock mine around the slimy appendage. Zym watches me as I try to adjust around his tongue, feeling every inch snake and move around my insides.

After a few seconds he begins to grind his cock against my pussy again. It still feels too early for him to actually fuck me, my folds still feeling somewhat oversensitive. I try to object, to press my hands against his chest, attempting to get him off of me. But my attempts don't stop him glide into my depths, taking me for the first time. His cock feels far larger than it looks, spreading me open inch by inch.

I'm sure he knows it's my first time, even if he didn't understand me earlier. In spite of my small frame, I must be tighter than he expected. But that doesn't stop him from pushing further and further, making me call out around the dragon's tongue. With each centimetre entering my body, I feel the slight sting from the initial slowly ebb away. It is soon replaced by pleasure, making me moan out.

Once he hears my sounds of pleasure, he withdraws his tongue from within me, although teasingly slow. His tongue escapes my mouth with a wet plop, I gasp and shiver in response, my mouth and gullet feeling unbelievably empty. I wrap my arms around his neck, griping a little tighter than intended.

“Zym..." I manage to say, gritting my teeth as he rams himself fully into me. “Fuck! Please... be gentle."

The dragon only huffs in response, his eyes focusing on me properly, keeping his length buried inside of me.

“I'm not quite as...robust as you dragons are. You're scale and sparks, I'm just skin and bone."

Again, the dragon huffs, letting out a small spark of electricity. But this time, he gives the side of my face a nuzzle, sparks flashing between my skin to his scales. This makes my skin tingle and my body tremble slightly.

“You might need to control those sparks, just letting them out whenever won't really do much. Test them out on different parts of your partner, see how they respond." I tell him, rubbing my left hand up and down his shoulder blades.

Zym gives me a questioning look, taking me a moment to figure out what exactly he is wondering.

“Ok... so Callum told me more than I let on. And I pick up on stuff, I'm not that dumb."

He kisses me, giving me a few huffs, as if to agree with me.

Giving him a kiss back, I lick his cheek slightly, mirroring a more draconic expression of affection. “Now, try to send some sparks up your length, try to aim ahead, I think you're close to my... you know, my womb."

He grins, happy at the idea. With a small growl, and a frown of his eyebrows in concentration, he sends a small shock up into me, hitting my cervix spot on. I yell out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, tighten my grip on his shoulders and back. Long, heavy breaths escape my lips as I try to regain a little of my composer back.

“That's good, maybe we can save that for when we're really into it though, when pain is a lot more pleasant, you know?" I ask him, gaining a nod in response. “Ok, next could be my inner thighs, then up into my pussy, ending at your tip."

Again, Zym nods at me, pressing his thighs property against mine. Starting off a little milder, I moan out, feeling a lot better. I tell him this, and he increases his voltage, a little quick for my liking, but I guess he's excited. As it rises, it becomes even more pleasurable. Which I tell, wanting him to go on. But once it becomes painful, I once again speak my mind, wanting to fine tune the experience.

Getting it just right, I have him stop, telling him to take it to the next step. Following it to a T, at the same level as he started with my thighs, sending a good tingle up along my folds. It's a lot more pleasurable than my thighs, making me bite my lip, trying to not reveal too much to the dragon. I don't want it to be that easy for me. My arms tremble a little, betraying my most inward desires.

“Oh fuck, Zym..." I manage to say, my voice not quite as shaky, neither does it betray me as much. “Don't think it feels... that good."

The dragon smirks at me, increasing his voltage inside of me, my pleasure rising likewise. With each burst of new energy, I become even weaker against my pleasure. After a few moments, Zym pulls his length from inside of me, leaving only his tip in my pussy. This makes me feel unbelievably empty, almost making me yell out for him to shove it back in. And, as if he knew my thoughts, that's exactly what he does, shoving his cock back into my body. His hips slam against mine, sending a large burst of electricity through his length, entering into my body without resistance.

I convulse at this, my mind going blank as black spots colour my vision. Pain shoots through my system, but with a lot more pleasure along with it. And while this only lasts a couple of seconds, it feels like an eternity before I slump on the ground, my arms resting at my side. Regaining my composure after a little, I look up at Zym, finding him looking down at me. There's worry in his eyes, but I finally realise... this is just how dragons are. I guess self control isn't really in their nature, much like us.

Leaving him hanging for a few seconds, I wrap my arms around his neck, bringing him down into a kiss. It takes him by surprise, so there isn't much in the way of passion from his end. But I'm sure to make up for it on my end, my tongue rasping up against his lips just barely licking his sharp teeth. The world dissolves around us as I do this, leaving only the two of us, even when I pull away from his maw.

“Z-Zym... screw the feeble human stuff. Breed me like a dragon, even if you have to send most of your sparks into the air." I tell him, keeping his muzzle right above my face.

Zym takes a moment, keeping his gaze on me, as if he's questioning me on whether I'm serious.

“Fuck me Zym, don't... don't make me beg, as much as you'd like that."

The dragon raises an eyebrow, letting out an almost purr like blow of air against my face. He readies his stance, planting his back paws into a better position, before withdrawing his length from inside of me. I know this is going to be rough, but that's exactly what I asked for, so I brace myself for the ride of my life.

Slamming his dick back into my pussy, he withdraws it even quickly, ramming forward once more. His thrusts are faster than I could imagine, feeling every inch of his length enter and exit me. It's certainly painful, but in a weirdly... good way, mixing with the pleasure he's giving me. Sparks of electricity shoot into me once more, only increasing the mixture of pain and pleasure, with the jerking of my body. Zym just doesn't stop, ramming over and over again into my depths.

I open my mouth, trying to speak out, but only moans escape. As much as I want to voice my pleasure, to give word to it, but reluctantly give in to just groaning in my attempt to get it across to the dragon. Zym moves even faster in response to my moans, encouraged to breed me properly. Zaps begin to form between our thighs, causing me even more bliss. My eyes roll back into my skull as this happens, my breath catching in the back of my throat.

Zym grins as he looks down at me, gasping, struggling even, for air. His upper half rears up, snapping my arms away from behind his back, before his front paws slam my arms down onto the ground, keeping me right where he wants me. Not that I'd struggle away from this. This... this is divine!

I need him to breed me! To have his seed inside me! Fuck... I'd beg to bare his young, to give birth to his eggs! My mind works in overtime as I imagine my belly full of his royal children, feeling the rough surfaces of his eggs against the inside of my body. I'd barely get anything done with how heavy I'd be from his offspring. I don't even know why I'm even turned on by these ideas, but... I don't fucking care!

Managing to look back up to the dragon, I let my mouth move open, I do my best to get a full breath of air, which is a hard enough task, but I finally do it. Next I have to form words, to beg him to breed me, to fill me until I'm full to the brim. This is an even harder task, almost impossible for my rut filled mind to properly comprehend.

“Z-Zym... b-b-breed... me. G-give... me y-y-your... eggs..." I manage to say, practically begging the dragon with my eyes.

With this, it's as if he's been given permission to have no restraints. If I thought he was fast before, it's nothing to how fast he's going now. His cock barely registers inside me as he truly fucks me senseless. Before I know it, I feel my cunt orgasm around his length. Or at least as well as it could, while Zym's cock is basically a blur in my body. I can feel my juices squirt from inside my body, smothering both of our crotches in thick liquid.

There's no way I can deal with the rutting I'm getting from the dragon, already having the sides of my vision start to fade. The black void starts to grow, invading closer to the centre of my vision. I can't do anything to stop myself from blacking out, even as I feel Zym's lips press against mine, his tongue slipping inside of my mouth. I slip into the void, the world dissolving around me.

Before I can register anything more, I am shocked awake by Zym's knot shoving inside of my hole, spreading my folds to their limits and then some. Electricity shoots through my body as he ties with me, even more voltage flashes into my body as he begins to claim me. His cock throbs with each spurt of seed being shot into me. Zym groans and rumbles as he finally feels his release, shots of blue arcs being sent up into the air.

I'm filled with his jizz almost instantly, my womb expanding as he continues to cum into me. My mind can't even form words to describe how good it feels to finally have a man fill me, breed me, to make me his. Even if that man is a dragon, it doesn't lessen how good it feels. If anything, it makes it feel even better.

I hadn't noticed how unique Zym's length actually is. The unusual bumps up along the bottom of his length, the almost canine like knot at his base, the pointed tip... It feels so taboo to even think about it, let alone enjoy it, and even cum around it. That's... that's right, I'm a naughty little princess, getting bred by a dragon. Letting a dragon be the first to fuck me... oh fuck, what a fucking scandal it'd cause. Even these ideas turn me on, only making everything feel even fucking better.

Zym releases my wrists, planting his paws onto the ground. He continues to jizz into me, filling me further and further. I take a moment to breath out, my mind still barely registering what is happening around me, even as I steady my breathing. Looking down to my stomach, I find my lower abdomen expanded, filled with the dragon's seed. I can even hear it slosh inside of me, wobbling from side to side as we shift.

“Oh... fu-u-uck... Fuck! I'm so... f-full." I manage to say, my head falling back at the realisation at what we just did, at what just turned me on. “We... really just did that, didn't... didn't we?"

Zym nods at me, kissing me once more. Afterwards, he takes a moment to look around, before starting to walk. I gasp as I'm pulled along for the ride, the knot inside my pussy tugging on my folds, but keeping the two of us tied. It's not a painful experience, but it is a little uncomfortable for me to be moved like this. But I don't say anything about it as it happens.

We move through the forest for a minute or two, before Zym finds a nearby lake. Once he gets me to the edge of the lake, his back legs go to my ass cheeks, taking a moment before he tries to push. I feel the dragon's knot tug on my insides, I instinctively clench as this happens. If I'm honest, it feels kinda.. natural having him inside me, even if my rear and pussy feels numb to all hell.

I try to relax, allowing my folds to give more. This allows the knot to pull out more, spreading me out. Grunting out, I try to grit my teeth, to keep myself from yelling. Zym pushes his legs a little more, finally getting himself out of me, my pussy gaping slightly. Now, without the makeshift cork keeping it all in, cum pours out of my pussy, leaking out into the pool. Zym steps away as my body empties itself into the water, bending down to clean his length in the cool water.

“So..." I say, looking to the dragon, almost not wanting to ask. “Think I'm gonna get pregnant?"

Zym's eyes go wide and looks at me, startled a little.

“Kidding, kidding." I smile. “I know interspecies can't bare children. Just had... some thoughts during our little... interaction."

Zym grumbles at me for a moment, before returning to cleaning himself. He's still rock hard, his length throbbing hard within the clear waters.

“Hey, since we're going to be here a while." I look back at my rear, finding it still spewing cum into the lake. “And since you're still pent up, you wanna bring that thing over here and 'feed' me?"

The dragon looks at me questioningly, tilting his head.

“Like this," I open my mouth, letting my tongue roll out of my mouth.

This seems to get the message across to the dragon, who smiles at me as he pads back over to me. I lick my lips as I watch his cock sway side to side while he walks, dripping slightly from the lake water. Zym positions himself at my upper end, putting his front paws on my shoulders, securing me in place. His pointed tip presses against my mouth, letting me taste a bit of his salty pre-cum.

“Mmm, you're so tasty, makes me want a... deeper taste." I say, letting his tip move into my mouth.

Zym purrs out at this, thrusting into my mouth, somewhat soft at first, before becoming more rhythmic. He takes control of the situation more, moving more of his length into my mouth. It tastes just like before, but with a slightly fresher over-taste, coming from the lake water. It only takes a few seconds for him to have his knot pressed against my lips, the upper third of his length inside my throat, bulging my throat.

It feels good to have him inside me, spurting pre down my throat, filling my stomach slowly. I pull back a little, just so I can take a little breath, before I push forward again. Zym uses this rhythm, knowing he's gotta be a little better with this end. He can't have his human get damaged. I blush at thinking of myself as his human, rather than him as my dragon.

Come on... show me how you own me.

Zym rolls his hips as he thrusts, making sure I feel his length as it runs up and down my throat. He's not as fast as he was before, making me wonder if stamina lessens greatly between the first and second go. Or maybe storm dragons are more passionate on their second go. I'll... need more evidence to get a better idea of which it is. Lots, and lots of evidence. All over my back, down my front... keeping my stomach warm.

I place my hands on his inner thighs, running my fingers across his scales, loving the way they feel. When the dragon pulls away, I make sure to breath in through my nose, sniffing the dragon's musk. His scent has the smell of copper clinging to it, like after a rainstorm. It smells good on him though, making me want to bury my nose between his thighs and just sniff my worries away.

The dragon thrusts a little faster into my mouth, as I roll my tongue along the underside of his length. I try my best to draw out his next cumshot, wanting to know how good dragon cum tastes. And I can feel it build up once again. I bet he can feel it too, wanting to give me his seed oh so badly. It's one thing for royalty to breed a random pussy, it's almost expected to give your hole to a dragon like him. But giving him a blowjob? This doesn't benefit him as much, doesn't secure his heir. It's only for his pleasure, making it more personal.

Maybe that's why he's taking his time? He wants to enjoy it as much as he can before has a chance to blow again. Well, this could be a fun little task: making him cum as fast as possible. I start to work with the dragon, pushing myself forward before pulling back. When Zym slows down a little in reaction to this, but I move my hands to his butt, keeping him at the pace he was at before.

Zym grunts at this, struggling against me slightly. But he relents, letting my quicken our pace. Seconds turn into minutes, and with each passing one, the dragon draws closer to his orgasm. The knot at the base of his shaft grows, throbbing in its own way. I never really take it in before, but the bulb of flesh at his base has a lot of intricate detail. Curves and dips, small bumps and veins under the skin.

It does seem a little too big for me to take in my mouth, but that doesn't mean I can't use it to my advantage. Now I don't need to keep his thrusts in check, I move my hands to his knot, massaging the bulb of flesh, softly at first. But I begin to work it harder, and harder. Wrapping my fingers around the whole bulb, squeezing his knot at least somewhat like how my pussy would have.

The pre shooting down my throat becomes more salty, seemingly signalling his orgasm. I ready myself for it, and after a few seconds, I'm met by a large shot of cum shooting down my throat. Zym groans out as he cums once more, wave after wave of pleasure washing over him. Just like the shots of cum going down my gullet. My stomach is filled slower than my womb was, not only because this is his second nutting. I let this continue for a minute or two, before pulling myself away, letting his cock rest on the left side of my face, the last few shots of cum going across my back. With a smile, and a long huff, I lick my lips.

“Mmm, tasty..." I say, sniffing the dragon's musk a little. “If a little salty, but don't worry, I love salty things."

Zym can only purr softly back, seemingly tired a little.

“So... Ready for round three?"