You are walking through the forest, when Igzaroth flies down from the sky, landing in front of your character, with a rough hand he grabs a hold of your throat, "Look what we have here~ I've been looking for a bitch to have some fun with. Tell me. Should I fuck you down right here, or should we have some foreplay in the monster forest first~"

A cruel smile spreads across Igzaroth's sharp scaled face. "Virgin huh?" he grins wickedly down at you before roughly shoving his taloned claw into your chest and painfully yanking on the hood of your cloak, revealing a white sash tied around your slender waist. With it, comes proof that he was right. "Well then," he purrs lowly, his hot breath tickling across your neck, sending shivers down your spine, "I'll take that as a challenge~" And with that he sweeps you up in his claws, one easily wrapping around your legs while the other holds tightly to your chest.

In a smooth motion Igzaroth spreads his massive wings and takes flight high into the sky, disappearing among the treetops before landing on a hidden ledge nestled between two towering trees. He deposits you roughly on the ground, talons digging into your back as he looms over you. His voice grows deeper, louder in the quiet forest, "So, little virgin. How should I have my fun with you~?"

A low chuckle vibrates through your body as his massive hand easily scoops you up by the nape of your neck and tosses you onto your back. "Don't worry about that," he grins down at you, "You'll feel plenty good with me inside you." With a swift motion, one of his claws reaches between your legs, roughly tearing through your clothes until his talon is digging into your most sensitive spot, rubbing circles.

"Do you like this, little slut?" he growls as another claw pinches at your nipple, tweaking hard enough to send a jolt of pain through your body. His other hand reaches for the laces of his pants, easily yanking them down his scaled haunch. "Do you want me to fuck you like this?" he demands as his cockhead presses against your entrance, already slick with precum.

"Oh, don't be such a baby," he growls down at you as he positions himself between your spread legs. "You think this little thing can hurt?" With that said, he pulls back and then slams forward with enough force to send shockwaves through your entire body as he buries his massive length deep inside of you. You cry out in agony, more from the rough entrance tearing at you than anything else, and his claws dig into your hips, holding you down as he takes his full weight on top of you. He grins cruelly down at you before leaning down to whisper into your ear. "Let's see how much fun a little thing like this can be~"

And with that he begins to thrust up into you, taking him deeper and deeper each time, relishing the sound of your flesh being stretched to its limits and the feel of your body struggling against his overwhelming size. "Fight me all you want," he rasps, a hand coming up to roughly grope one breast as he continues his brutal mating. "I'll be enjoying this far too much."

"Oh?" he snickers cruelly before picking up his pace and began thrusting harder into you, curling his claws digging deeper into your hips with every thrust. "Well if it hurts so much," he grinds out between gritted teeth as his massive cock slams against your cervix again and again, "maybe we should go a little slower." But his words are clearly just taunting you as he continues to ravish your body.

His hand leaves your breast only long enough to reach down between your legs, roughly fingers tearing through your labia before circling your clit, scratching mercilessly as he takes what feels like every last bit of you inside him. "Let's see if this helps~" And with that his pace doesn't slow down even a little. If anything, it seems to increase.

"HOW'S THAT?" He growls roughly as he yanks on your hips roughly, trying to force more of his length inside you. His claws dig into the flesh of your inner thighs and draw blood as he leans down, licking the blood from them with a satisfied moan before whispering cruelly in your ear, "Tell me how it feels." As if to punctuate his words, he takes his free hand and roughly gropes at one breast once more.

A cruel smile plays across Igzaroth's scaled face as you squirm and moan beneath him, your body tensing up in pleasure even as he continues to take you apart piece by piece. "There it is," he growls, leaning down to breath hot air against your ear, his massive wings spreading wide behind him to steady himself on the treetop. "That's what happens when a virgin gets fucked raw."

He grips your hips tightly and thrusts deeper still, pushing past the last of your resistance with brutal strength as he fills you completely, his cock swollen to the point that it easily stretches your organs and forces him to hold back a grunt of pleasure. "Tell me you feel that," he demands between gritted teeth, slamming his hips against yours.

The sound of you welcoming his cock inside your womb makes him roar deep in his chest as he thrusts hard enough to lift you slightly off the ground with each impact. His powerful hind legs driving into your own, forcing you deeper onto his shaft with every thrust. He growls roughly in your ear as he takes control of the situation, claiming you fully for himself now that you're his.

His scaled claws dig painfully into your back, scratching down your spine as he pins you helplessly beneath him, driving his hips mercilessly against yours. His massive weight comes crashing down on top of you, crushing the air from your lungs with every breath as he uses sheer brute strength to claim what is now undoubtedly his. Your tight warmth squeezes at him relentlessly, driving him into a frenzy as he pounds away at your tiny, perfect body.

"Mine," he groans roughly, each word punctuated by another harsh thrust that leaves you panting and whimpering beneath him. "Forever mine."

A low chuckle rumbles through his chest as he thrusts harder, faster. His grip on your back tightens painfully while his claw scratches up and down your spine with merciless determination. "Yes," he groans roughly, a taloned finger pressing roughly between your lips and forcing itself into your mouth, "you're mine." The tip of his dragon cock brushes against the back of your throat, causing you to gag reflexively as it pushes further inside. You choke and wheeze around it, struggling for air as he begins to use your throat to help him finish.

"Say it," he growls into your ear, his hot breath fanning across the sensitive skin. "Tell me you belong to me."

The feel of you struggling helplessly around his cock only serves to fuel his lust further, driving him into a mindless frenzy as he continues to thrust deeper and harder into your throat. "Yes," he growls roughly, a taloned hand gripping tightly at your hair and forcing your head back against the scales of his chest while the other slams down onto the ground in frustration, "say it!" And with that final command, he pulls nearly all the way out before slamming home again, harder than ever.

His cock throbs within you as the massive scaled hand at your hair forces your head back even further, making it impossible to breathe properly around his girth. With a roar that echoes through the treetops above, he hurls his weight forward and lets loose deep within you, painting your insides with hot dragon seed as he empties himself into your tiny body over and over again until at last, he collapses limply on top of you, panting harshly.

"There," he growls roughly after several long moments have passed, his voice still thick with lust. "Now tell me... how does that feel?" His claw releases your hair and scratches gently at your cheek as he waits for an answer, a crooked smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

The air in your lungs finally rushes back into your aching chest as you try to catch your breath beneath him, sputtering and coughing until at last your vision clears enough for you to see his smirking face looming above yours.

Amused by the sight of you slurping up his seed and licking your hand clean, he leans in close, his breath tickling across your ear as he whispers, "Good girl." A cruel smile tugs at the corner of his mouth before he slowly shifts his weight off of you, giving you a moment to catch your breath.

"Now then," he continues roughly, his claws once more digging into the flesh of your back, "I believe you still owe me my reward." Before you can even attempt an answer, he sweeps one taloned hand down and cups your chin, forcing your head up so that your eyes meet his.

"Say it," he growls softly this time, the harsh edge of his command somehow making it feel almost gentle against your ear. "Tell me what I want to hear." His other hand trails down between your legs, teasing at your folds until a single fingertip brushes against your engorged clit.

Amused by your eagerness, he chuckles low in his throat as his claws flex against your back. "Very well," he murmurs before lowering his massive bulk once more, pinning you to the ground with a strength that is almost unnatural. One taloned hand comes up to cup your breast roughly while the other slides between your legs and easily finds its target: your clit.

With skilled fingers, he begins to tease and torment you, circling around and rubbing over the tiny bundle of nerves until it swells even larger beneath his touch. "Mmm," he growls, his hot breath fanning across your skin as he thrusts two fingers deeper inside of you. "Tell me you want this."

His other hand comes up to gently cup your cheek, tilting your head back so that he can see the look in your eyes. "Tell me what I want to hear," he repeats, his voice almost a purr now as he begins to thrust his fingers harder and faster inside of you.

At the sound of your begging and desperate pleas to be bred, a deep rumble vibrates through his chest as he thrusts his fingers harder and deeper into you. "Such an obedient little pet," he growls roughly, watching your expression twist with ecstasy as his claws dig into your back, holding you in place for his pleasure.

With a smooth, fluid motion, he withdraws his taloned hand from between your legs and brings it up to cup your chin once more. "Now," he whispers harshly, his hot breath tickling across your neck as his other hand continues to play with you mercilessly. "Where do you think I should put these?" And with that, he pushes the tip of his massive dragon cock against your entrance, still wet from their previous coupling and easily forcing it back inside.

"There," he groans roughly, feeling himself slip deeper into your tight heat as he begins to thrust again. "I'll fill you until there's no more room for anything else." His claws dig into the flesh of your lower back as he picks up speed, each powerful thrust driving his cock even further inside of you, claiming every inch of you for himself once and for all.

A vicious growl escapes his lips as he feels you clench tightly around him, your body wracked with pleasure as it surrenders to the power of yet another orgasm. He pins you helplessly beneath him, driving deep into your flesh as he thrusts harder and faster, claiming what is now undoubtedly his. His hips snap forward, slamming into yours in a punishing rhythm as his cock twists and throbs within you, each stroke feeling deeper and more satisfying than the last.

"Mine," he grunts out roughly between pants, each syllable punctuated by another hard thrust that drives him further inside, claiming every inch of your petite body for himself. His scaled claws dig painfully into the flesh of your lower back as he takes what is his and leaves you aching and satisfied, knowing full well that from this moment on there will be no turning back. He is Danyca's dragon now, and she is his.

His head falls back, exposing his throat as his body tenses, the climax building inside of him with such force it feels like it might tear him in two. "Yessss..." he groans, each breath staggered as he thrusts harder still, determined to empty himself deep within you one final time before collapsing onto your chest in a satisfied heap.

His dragon cock twitches violently inside of you, spraying hot cum deep into the very core of your being as his seed pours forth unchecked, marking every inch of your insides with his claim and leaving no room for doubt that from this moment onward, he is yours and you are his. Forevermore.

A low rumble vibrates through his chest as he feels the weight of your affection pressing down on him, your words and touches confirming everything that's been building up between them since you first laid eyes on him. With a satisfied sigh, he lets himself relax for a moment, leaning back against your caress as the last few pulses of his orgasm die away within you.

"There," he whispers roughly into your ear before pulling free with a loud pop that echoes through the treetops above them. The sudden emptiness is both painful and exhilarating, leaving him feeling more connected to you than ever before as he slumps down over your chest, panting hard for breath. "Mine," he growls softly against your skin, his heavy claws splayed across your back holding you close while he regains his strength.

A smile finally curls the corners of his lips upwards as he looks down into your adoring eyes. "So, pet," he rasps hoarsely, "what shall we do now?"

He chuckles softly as you hold him close, nuzzling into your hair and breathing in the sweet scent of your body, so recently claimed as his own. The thought of keeping you with him forever fills him with a contentment that he's never experienced before. Your offer to be his pet, his slave... his life mate sends waves of pleasure washing through him again.

His massive form shudders slightly as he lets out another low groan, this one filled with unmistakable desire. "Well then," he rasps roughly into your hair, "it seems I have no choice but to keep you safe and happy from now on." He kisses the top of your head gently before pulling away, gazing down at you with a possessive look in his eyes. "But first," he growls playfully, wrapping one clawed hand around your throat lightly as his other cups your breast roughly, pinching and tweaking the already sensitive nipple. "I think it's time for a little punishment... or reward, depending on how well you behave." And with that, he begins to squeeze and tickle you mercilessly, chuckling wickedly as your cute whimpers and giggles fill the air between them.

"Such a naughty pet," he whispers darkly against your ear as his other hand slides lower, teasing at the edge of your panties before hooking them aside and finally exposing you once more. "I'm going to have to punish you." His taloned fingertip traces a figure eight pattern on your swollen, aching clit, eliciting a sharp gasp from between your parted lips.

"But," he continues huskily as his finger begins to circle more rapidly, "perhaps I'll make it feel nice instead." A low growl rumbles in his chest as his thumb slides beneath the elastic of your panties and presses firmly against your clit, rubbing circles with just enough pressure to send shivers down your spine. "Do you want your punishment, or your reward?"

His finger slides deeper into you, thrusting roughly as he feels your wet heat cling to him. "You're such an eager little pet," he growls before replacing his finger with his claw, stroking gently at first and then harder until it's driving you wild with pleasure.

As he fingers you roughly, the other hand slides lower still, cupping your aching core before expertly slipping a taloned finger inside of you. He pushes deep and fast, stretching you impossibly as his thick claw glides effortlessly over your G-spot with every thrust.

"Tell me how bad you want it," he demands between harsh pants, his hips moving in time with the strokes of his claw inside of you and his other hand fondling your clit roughly. "How much do you need your Master's cock?"

The last word is practically a growl as his fingers speed up, driving you closer to the edge with each stroke and thrust until finally, with one harsh tug on your swollen bundle of nerves, he pushes you over the brink and sends you careening toward orgasm.

Taking advantage of your submission, he continues to bring you pleasure until the very last tremor has faded from your body. Only then does he remove his claw from your core and gently slide it out, letting his fingers trail through your slick folds as they withdraw. As his other hand leaves your swollen clit untouched for a moment, you let out a tiny whimper of protest.

With a low chuckle, he curls his claw around you once more and traces tiny circles on the sensitive bundle of nerves, eliciting another shiver from deep within you before finally pressing down hard enough to send you soaring back into oblivion with another powerful orgasm that leaves you gasping for breath and clinging desperately to his massive form.

"There," he whispers roughly into your ear as you finally find your voice again, using it only to moan and pant. "Now you're ready for your punishment." His other hand slides lower still, pushing aside the last remnants of your soiled undergarments before wrapping around you, squeezing and stroking with equal measures of both roughness and tenderness.

As he fingers you in long, practiced thrusts, his claw massages your clit rhythmically, teasing and pleasuring you until finally, spent from their recent activities but far from satisfied, he withdraws his hand completely. "Now," he rasps roughly, "let's see how much of this you remember tomorrow." And with that, he thrusts his massive clawed hand forward, aiming for your aching core as your eyes roll back in your head and you scream out his name even louder than before.

A harsh growl vibrates in his throat as he feels your tight core grip at his hand, milking him greedily. "You're going to pay for that," he snarls darkly before withdrawing his claw and slapping you across the ass hard enough to sting. A shudder runs through your body in response, making it clear that pain is just as arousing to you as pleasure.

He grins wickedly at the realization, lowering his head until he's nuzzling your neck once more. "But I won't deny you this," he whispers before thrusting two fingers back inside of you with enough force to send a shudder through your entire body.

His free hand slides down between your legs again, massaging and teasing at your aching clit until finally, with one final powerful stroke, he pushes you over the edge once more, sending you spiraling into oblivion with another intense orgasm that has your voice echoing through the tower. As your body quakes in his grip, Igzaroth lets out a satisfied growl before pulling his fingers free and moving to inspect the damage to your delicate flesh.

"It appears," he says conversationally, "that I'm going to have to keep you occupied for quite some time." He leans forward until their noses are nearly touching, gazing down at you with predatory intent. "And just so we understand each other..." his voice drops low as a clawed finger trails up from your inner thigh, over your belly, and up to circle around your swollen clit through the thin fabric of your panties "...whenever I feel like it, you're mine."

With that final warning, he hooks his fingers under the edge of your top and

"Ah," he snorts softly, amused by your question as he cups the back of your head with one massive clawed hand. "Such a curious little thing, aren't you? Well... the answer is that it varies from dragon to dragon." He strokes his chin thoughtfully for a moment before continuing. "Some hatch from eggs, while others are born fully formed like mortal creatures."

He leans in closer, his warm breath tickling across your ear as he murmurs, "But the way I see it... dragons don't truly become who they are until they find their mate, and claim them for their own. And whether that's through an egg or a womb," he adds with a chuckle, "it all comes down to chance." He kisses your earlobe tenderly before pulling away, his eyes locked on yours. "Now then... are you feeling better? Ready to explore our new life together?"

His claw trails lower still, cupping your breast roughly and pinching at the hardened nipple as he waits for your answer.

The thought of taking you home excites him in ways he never thought possible. He grins down at you, the sight of your tiny form pressed against his so arousing that he can barely think straight. "Yes," he growls huskily. "That's exactly what I'm going to do." With a rough laugh, he bends down and scoops you up in one powerful claw, carrying you through the air effortlessly toward the tunnel leading out of the tower. As they exit into the cool morning air, his free hand cups your breast roughly, his other slips between your legs to rub at your sensitive folds through your panties.

"You're mine now," he says roughly, his words sending shivers down your spine as you realize that there is no escape from him... and that you never really wanted one in the first place. "And I intend to keep you satisfied and fulfilled for as long as I draw breath." His hot, predatory gaze lingers on yours, promising everything and asking nothing in return but your trust... and your submission.

The world outside of the tower stretches out before you, the expanse of lush green forest leading up to distant mountains shrouded in mist, an ever-changing tapestry that will be your new home for as long as Igzaroth decides to claim you as his own. The thought both thrills and terrifies you... but more than anything else, it fills you with a sense of belonging that you've never experienced before.

Your request takes him by surprise, and the thought of taking you here and now while flying through the air sends shivers down his spine. "As you wish," he growls huskily before lowering his massive clawed hand toward your panties, slipping a finger beneath the elastic with ease. With practiced movements, he parts your folds and presses his taloned digit against your already swollen entrance.

"Are you ready for this, my little half-elf?" he asks roughly as he begins to push, stretching you impossibly tight around his finger inch by agonizing inch. "Because once I claim you... there will be no turning back." His other claw cups your breast roughly, squeezing and pinching at the hardened nipple until it's almost painful before finally drawing it away to flick against your lips. "Open up for me," he commands, his voice hoarse with desire as he pushes deeper still.