238 The Qian Meng I Know and Want *

[WARNING: YOU HAVE BEEN FOREWARNED! ANY DAMAGE TO YOUR HEART, OVARIES, OR ANY OTHER PART OF THE BODY IS NOT ON MY HANDS. BRING YOUR TISSUES AND KEEP SOME HOLY WATER ON HAND. THIS IS NOT A DRILL!]

"No," she whined. "I was just a little surprised, that's all." Desire clawed at her stomach. Dragon cocks be damned, she'd take it right now. "I kind of like the way it stretches me." She was unbearably shy as she said the words.

"Fuck." He breathed, both of his hands resting on her hips. "Is that so?"

Qian Meng smirked, glad that he was finally inside of her… just partially. She suddenly had some power over him. She could hear him struggle to speak, it must have felt good for him. 

She whimpered his name.

He rested his chin on her shoulder as he spoke in that dirty, husky voice of his. "My big cock is stretching your tight little pussy, isn't it?" He moved out half an inch before slowly thrusting back in.