Her Blue Lover
By Damian Bloodstone (email@example.com)
Copyright © 7/3/2012 All Rights Reserved. This cannot be copied in whole or in part without the author’s sole express permission.
The wind whipped through their hair. His power and grace between her parted thighs. The gentleness of his approach and forcefulness of his muscular build made her heart race as his body thrust upward.
“Am I moving too fast?”
She sighed wondering if he heard it. The sensation of her body riding him, the subtle movement of his muscles beneath her was causing a new excitement in her. She pushed up from him and observed his notice. “No, continue.”
He moved in rhythm, making her experience the rush of sensual pleasure as his body slowly raised, thrusting into her. Leaning forward on him, she felt his soft, cool skin, could hear his powerful heart beating as he moved. His scent was pleasant, smelling like that after a thunderstorm. Diving now, she heard the wind rushing in her ears as blood rushed to every deepest part of her. She screamed, her body tightened around him, set free in sensual pleasure.
He felt her grip lighten around his neck as he softly lowered to the surface. “Did I do well?”
She moved slowly from the saddle, stroking his bright blue scales in love. “Yes, dragon, my first ride was an experience.”