"Not even one little scream?" asked the dragon. "Am I loosing my touch little human?" The wind blew the words to her and she could even hear his mocking tone. Too cold to do more than shiver, she glared up at him.
It was amazing how fast they flew. What would have been a few days trek was reduced to an hour of time. Fiona would rather have walked, she was blue with cold. The only spots that were warm on her body were the areas covered by the dragons claws. Luckily this was a lot of area.
Fiona, no longer as terrified as she had been, began to think about what had happened. She remembered the dragon's c**k thrusting inside her, the immense size of him. Fiona was sore but in a way she was honest enough to admit she liked. The dragon's scales rubbed her and she wiggled restlessly. "Soon, my
