The forest was no longer a place of tranquility; it had become a theater of carnal madness. The air was thick, heavy with the scent of musk, sweat, and the metallic tang of draconic arousal.
Rex was a force of nature, a relentless machine of lust that showed no sign of slowing. He was driving himself into Ignivara's tight, unyielding asshole with a ferocity that bordered on the divine, his massive cock stretching her to the absolute breaking point with every brutal, piston-like stroke.
THUD! SLAP! SCHLUCK! THUD!
"AAAAAAH! HHH... GAAAAAAH! REX! STOP! NO, DON'T STOP! AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
Ignivara was a mess of frantic motion and vocalized agony. Her hips were bucking uncontrollably, her claws digging deep furrows into the earth as she tried to find purchase against the sheer force of his thrusts.
