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“I doubt seducing you is a possibility then.” Rurik reared his head back with his eyes wide. I brought a crazy person into my precious home.
He wanted them on the same level so they could suffer together, by themselves.
Amalia stared at his wings. “I was wondering. How would one mount you in order to ride you?” “By my hips, I would imagine.”
“Then lock me away forever so I may suffer the consequences,” she said with a dramatic flair. “I have said this often, but I find you rather odd.”
“Henceforth, I shall be known as Amalia the Odd. World, fear my strangeness as this Dragon does.”
“I needed to show the Witch something.” Yeah, my cock. He wouldn’t tell him that, though.
“Why are you human?” Her eyes swept down his chest and then widened when they went lower. They quickly darted back to his face. “Where are your pants?!” Her scent changed to indicate she liked what she’d seen, and it made him lick at his lips. “Glov has left, and I’m hoping not to need them today.” It took her a while to realise what he meant. What he hadn’t thought she would do was bolt. “No, no, no.” Yes, yes, yes, he thought with a chuckle as he chased her.
And Rurik wanted to see this innocent-looking creature ride him with abandon and lust. I want to see her be naughty on my cock.
He gave an irritated huff, gesturing to the spell again with his hand. “I love you. You love me. It makes sense I should have your mark.”
