I sit up, take Astrid’s small, delicate face between my hands, angle her head, and kiss her with all the passion a dragon canmuster. That affection is usually reserved for my hoard, but right now she brings it out in me.

Astrid goes limp in my hands and I have to catch her when her balance gives in.

“Sorry,” she rasps. “All the blood went to my… You know. My lower body.”

“I know what a woman’s lower body is,” I tell her, as my cock goes hard. “Sometimes we use other words for it.”

“Lie down,” she says. “I want to do something for you.”

“Nothing of value was done by a dragon who was lying down,” I counter.

“Then you’ll be the first,” she goes on, voice hoarse. “You may like it.”

And in this state, weak and injured, I think I might. So I lie back down on the grass, reflecting that dragons never lie down unless it’s on their hoards. What here reminds me of a hoard?

Astrid unsnaps my pants, surprising me. “Let’s get you out.”

My cock escapes from its confines and stands up along my stomach, hard and eager.

Without hesitation, Astrid kneels on the ground beside me and takes it into her mouth.

“Oh…” I exclaim as my whole pelvis tenses up and goes hot. It’s a new experience, and I never thought I could be surprised by anything anymore. At least not pleasantly surprised.

Her pink little tongue slides along the head of my rod, circling and searching, as if she’s getting acquainted with it. The warmth,the movement and the wet softness creates a sensation that starts gently, but then becomes stronger as I focus on it and it spreads.

I watch in wonder as a good portion of my length goes in between her full lips, into her warmth. “That’s… remarkable,” I groan. “Where did you… how…”

She gives me a mischievous look and the corner of her mouth twitches in a little smirk, but she doesn’t stop. She takes more and more into her mouth, deeper and deeper, so that I start to wonder if she’s going to have room for it all. Then she chokes and glances up at me with watery eyes while she wipes her lips. “That wastoodeep.”

She attacks my cock again, not as deep but with confidence and more force.

I put my hand on her back and slide it down to her behind, squeezing the softness there.

It’s all too much for me. Small lightning bolts of pleasure start to build. And I don’t want to finish like this.

“Come here,” I order, voice hoarse as I grab Astrid’s arm to pull her up.

She gets it right away and doesn’t let go of my rod as she straddles me and impales herself on my hardness without hesitation. Laying her head back, she moans deeply as she slides down on me, eyes narrow and shiny like crystals.

I straighten and pull her closer, one hand on her back and one under her hips to help the movement. Astrid groans and makes the thin, sweet noises that I’ve come to crave.

I could come at any time, but I want her to be first. For a change I let her decide, only helping the moves she starts so that she won’t get tired.

Her breasts bounce, and I reach a hand out to squeeze them both.

“Oh yeahhh…” Astrid groans moving faster. “Just like that…”

My need grows fast and I’m not sure I can stop it. Just as I thought I’m going to lose control, Astrids eyes fly fully open, she stares into my eyes and gives off a throaty scream as we both plunge into the climax.

“I love you!” she wails, fucking herself on my cock.

I come at the same time, spraying hard inside her, almost regretting it because it makes her insides so slippery that some sensation is lost.

I hold her close while she rides out her orgasm, almost making me jealous with how long and deep it must be for her.

When it’s over, she lies limply against my chest, panting and breathing. “Ohhh… you’re so incredible.”

“As are you,” I tell her, almost reluctantly. “In more ways than you know.”