"Good grief, it hurts. Take that bloody thing out of me!" she shouted angrily.
He didn't budge.
All the lovely intensely feeling dissipated and she saw the situation for what it truly was, she foolishly being manipulated by a dragon lord skilled in the arts of fornication.
Fiona continued to cry out as the magnitude of the pain bowed her over
She looked up into his eyes to see him staring down at her vividly.
No amount of imagination or watching farm animals do it could prepare her for the magnitude of the act being done to her.
Slowly the pain was receding but her helplessness in the situation made her burn with rage and she wanted to extinguish the light of the black flame in that moment.
Right now he stretched her insides to the limits and nestled himself unapologetically deep within her.
As if he was trying to cement his ownership of her and make her a part of himself.
