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Phew! I crawled from the Treant’s swamp with scratches and bruises all over my whole body. The fucking had been rough, and felt as though it lasted forever. Every inch of me was exhausted when the Treant finally relented. I managed to wriggle from his roots and made it to the forest’s edge when I stumbled into an extremely good-looking man.
He was firey, hot, tall, and handsome. His piercing eyes fixated on me, but he didn’t move to my aid. I thought that was strange. A beautiful young woman, stumbling from the woods with torn clothes and scratches, and he doesn’t rush to swoop me up? What the fuck? I stomped up to him and shoved his shoulder. “Thanks for the help!” I sassed. The last thing I expected was to run unto a demanding dragon.
Demanding Dragon
His nose flared, and I almost thought I saw a puff of smoke leave his nostrils. His eyes dilated, and with a swift grip, he snatched my wrists in one massive hand and hauled me against his chest. I was shocked by the sudden pull and tried to break free.
“What the hell, what are you doing?” He threw me to the ground and dropped himself over top of me. I pounded at his chest as his knees pushed my thighs open. “Hey! I just needed help! I wasn’t looking for this! Not again.”
People think dragons just fly around all day blowing fire, but that isn’t true. Most dragons take on human form to hide in society. They also lute and steal, stashing all kinds of things in their lair. The Dragon over me started to shift above me, and there was nothing I could do to save myself or stop him from taking me back to his lair as his property. Massive red wing sprouted from his back, and a huge muzzle took shape when his chin lifted. The hand on my body turned to claws with talons that dug into me as his wing beat above us to lift us from the ground.
Ah, I was in need of a hero!
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