— ZORYN —
I was worried I might not like sex, but I was concerned for nothing.
It only takes a minute for me to become accustomed to his shape and pace. I wrap my legs around his waist to keep him close as the excitement builds inside my core.
"Are you… okay?" Ren asks through ragged breaths, his vibrant purple eyes studying me thoughtfully.
I can't help but smile a little. For such a badass dragon lord with a frightening reputation, he's rather… domestic and soft when it comes to matters of the heart. I mean, he's not worried for nothing—he's fucking massive, and I wasn't sure he'd be able to fit at first—but it's still endearing to see his different disposition.
"It feels good," I assure him, putting my arms over his shoulders and pulling him in for another kiss. "Good job."
I can feel him twitch inside me, and a devious thought crosses my mind, "What, did you like that? Being praised?"
"I…" Ren is clearly embarrassed, his brows furrowed, and no words pass his lips.
