Rex was far from finished. Seeing her completely broken, seeing that look of mindless, vacant ecstasy in her eyes, only served to ignite a darker, more primal hunger within him. He didn't just want to fuck her; he wanted to desecrate the very concept of her draconic divinity.
He wanted to leave her body a map of his conquest, a testament to the fact that a dragon queen could be reduced to nothing more than a vessel for his pleasure.
He shifted his weight, his muscles bulging with a terrifying, predatory strength. He wasn't just thrusting anymore; he was hammering.
He began to use his immense strength to manipulate her draconic anatomy in ways no man had ever dared, treating her legendary body like a piece of clay to be molded and ruined.
THUD. SLOP. CRACK. THUD.
