"Oh yes, Leyna. My wish. Your command. And then we fuck. You want it, your needy hole wants to be filled up all the way to your womb, you can barely even try to keep your legs together. Your tits ache at my touch..."

He leans down, tongue snaking across the soft skin of her breasts, sharp teeth nipping at them. His hands explore her body, cupping her backside and stroking her thighs, tracing sharp talons over her vulnerable flesh.

And then, with his mouth busy at her chest, his voice echoes inside her mind.

You want this too much to not give in, Leyna. I can see what you really think in here, see how much you want it. You'll beg, and you know you will, and your defiance is merely your last attempt to provoke me into taking you before you break and BEG!

Never? Ah, Leyna, that is a word that one who lives as brief a life as you cannot possibly understand. But I see that you mean it... For now. But fear not. There will be another time. Your defiance has bought you a respite, but it has also gained my interest. I will seek you out, again and again, and one day I SHALL make you beg!

He raises up, and looks into her eyes, burning with angry, stubborn pride. He positions the engorged tip of his cock against her opening, and pushes forwards, sighing as her wet folds envelop it. He thrusts slowly but inevitably up, impaling her and entering her deepest, most intimate place.

"We'll just have to settle for the fuck we're both aching for. After all, you said I'd never be inside you, and now? Another night, Leyna. For now..."

Inside her his cock nudges her cervix as he fills her completely, stretching her sex in every direction with the size of him.

"Perhaps I shall" he grunts, as he starts to thrust up into the girl, "but I'm going to heaven first, thanks to your tight little hole. And you are still not sure which this is, are you Leyna?"

She is pinning against the tree, held off her feet by the huge creature violating her. His clawed hands roam her firm, athletic curves, leaving occasional nicks and scratches in his eagerness.

His cock pulses and writhes inside her, seeming to quiver and move as if it has a life of its own, seeking deeper and deeper into her body...

"You say atop... But your body... Says something... Very different!"

Drakus slowly builds his thrusting, growing stronger, deeper, faster, stretching and filling her completely at the apex of each penetration. His hands meet her out-thrust breasts eagerly, crushing and clawing them with their great strength, hard enough to leave marks across her flawless body.

His head twists down, inhumanly flexible, and his forked tongue laps at her nipples, and tastes her sweat mingling with blood on the tiny cuts now visible in a couple of places.

Drakus grinds his hips against her, driving his aching shaft deep into her lusting flesh. He can feel how she needs this, and laughs at her attempts to deny it as he fucks her eagerly.

"Now. Now... We achieve... The satisfaction... Of our desires..."

Feeling his own climax approaching, he loses himself in the feel of her and begins rutting in earnest...

(I am so sorry for taking so long and all. Life got really hectic. However, am back now..)

Ley finally gave up on all attempts at denial. With a sharp cry, she arched her hips to meet his, and felt the full thrust of his shaft inside her with an aching satisfaction that reached its conclusion as she climaxed. Hands moved from the side of the tree to grip his shoulders tightly. Her slender body trembled and she could not fight the feeling that swept over her, her muscles clenching tightly around him.

She would hate herself in the morning for this.