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"More," I growl against her lips, the word vibrating between us. It's a promise, a vow of the long night ahead.

Her eyes flash with desire as she unbuckles my belt, her fingers deft and sure. "Then what are you waiting for?"

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VERA

Iwrap my legs tightly around Aurel's body, my core aching with a need only he can satisfy. His chest, warm and scaled, presses against my breasts, the sensation exhilarating. With each step he takes into the forest, my heart races, matching the rhythm of our bodies moving in unison.

"Where are we going?" I ask, my voice a breathless whisper against the shell of his ear.

"Somewhere I can fuck you senseless without interruption," he growls, the husky timbre of his voice sending shivers down my spine.

His words ignite a fire within me, and I can't help but reach between our bodies, my hand eagerly seeking the hardened evidence of his desire. I slip my hand into his trousers, my fingers wrapping around his thick erection. A low growl rumbles in his chest as I tease him slowly, my hand gliding up and down his length.

"If you don't stop, I will fuck you right here," he warns, his voice leaving no room for argument.

I lick up his neck, tasting the salt on his skin, stopping to whisper in his ear, "Better hurry up, then."

Aurel's response is to slap my ass, squeezing it roughly as his eyes scan the area. He finds a cave opening at the foot of the mountain and strides into it.

With a flick of my wrist, the cave is bathed in a warm, flickering light. The fire springs to life, eager to obey my command, casting dancing shadows across Aurel's chiseled features. His eyes, aglow with an inner fire, drink in the sight of me, his mate, and I can feel the heat of his gaze like a physical touch.

He advances, each step a promise of carnal delights, until my back meets the cold, unyielding stone of the cave wall. His hand, confident and assured, guides his hardened length toward my aching core. But only the tip of his cock enters me before pulling out, then repeating. I wiggle my hips, trying to close the maddening distance between us, but he's relentless in his teasing.

"Aurel," I say, my voice laced with a warning tone, frustration etching my words.

His laughter fills the cave, a low, rumbling sound that vibrates through me. "Yes, mate?" he asks, his tail flicking out to torment my sensitive nipple, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.

"Stop being a dick," I snap, my body screaming for release, for the connection only he can provide.

He licks a slow, languid path up my breast, his eyes never leaving mine. "Oh, but you love this dick," he says with a smirk, his confidence as intoxicating as it is infuriating.

I open my mouth to retort, but the words die in my throat as he finally grants me what we both crave. With one powerful thrust, he fills me completely, stretching me deliciously around his girth. My moan echoes off the cave walls, a testament to the raw, desperate need that courses through my veins.

His hips snap against mine, each stroke of his cock stoking the fire that burns within me. "Is this what you wanted, Vera?" he growls, his voice a primal caress against my ear.

"Yes," I gasp, my fingers digging into the scales of his back, holding on for dear life as he claims me, body and soul.

"Who knew you little humans were such sluts," he says, his voice a blend of scorn and admiration.

I clench around him, my body's response to his degradation a betrayal of my once-meek nature. The sound of our bodies slapping together fills the cave, a rhythmic testament to the raw, unbridled lust that now governs us both.

Aurel's hand tangles into my hair, pulling my head back with a force that borders on pain. His thrusts become more frenzied, each one driving deeper into my willing flesh.

"I should've started fucking you a long time ago," he growls against my ear, his words punctuated by the primal sounds of our coupling.

I'm on the precipice of release when he says it, the crude admission pulling me over the edge. My orgasm rips through me, a shockwave of pleasure so intense it steals my breath. My vision blurs, and I'm only distantly aware of the cry that escapes my lips, echoing off the cave walls.

Aurel's body stills above me, his own release following closely on the heels of mine. He looks down at me with a mixture of awe and satisfaction.

"Oh, so you like it when I fuck you roughly?" he realizes, a smug smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

I have no words to offer him, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of my climax. Instead, I reach up and pull his lips down to mine, pouring all of my pent-up emotions into a kiss that is both a surrender and a claiming.

When we finally break apart, Aurel's eyes search mine, as if seeking answers to questions he hasn't yet voiced. He lays medown on the jagged cave floor, his body covering mine as he pins my hands above my head.

The cool stone against my back is a stark contrast to the heat radiating from his body. I squirm beneath him, the rough texture of the cave floor adding a new layer of sensation to our joining.

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