@ELVENMISTAKE Without missing a beat, that set of knuckles descended on Claude's face to sandwich it between the Ogre's fist and the ground in a savage blow.
"I've got plenty to dole out to you, mortal pig."
Arousal mingled with the smell of fear, something his nose was very familiar with.
"I suppose it's only right to expect that a worthless whelp like you would enjoy this."
His heel ground down further, stopping just short of breaking Claude's ribs.
@ELVENMISTAKE "Keep your paltry lies to yourself."
Achelin crouched, keeping the prince pinned down while holding his hand up. He allowed the trapped adventurer to watch each individual digit curl until a fist was formed, his chitinous hide creaking from the friction.
experience with any other prey he had indulged in.
But Achelin didn't have the mental clarity to dwell on such things. He simply needed to feast upon the meal that had been so graciously served to him with all the viciousness of an untamed beast.
𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀.
It made the last thread that held him back snap, the demon's head tilting upwards to release a calamitous roar that could rattle the Heavens.
His next thrust brought with it a bite from that deadly mess of fangs (cont.)
The voltage he released grew in intensity, assailing her even harder as his tongue funneled her blood down his throat to wet it.
The taste of her was immaculate. The feeling he experienced with every buck of his hips brought with it an unfamiliar sensation he had yet to (cont.)
Once the leaking tip of that stiff pillar was primed against her absolutely soaked cunt, a single buck of his hips brutally speared every inch of himself straight into her without mercy.
He couldn't respond to her breathless compliment verbally, the only affirmation she'd get that she was heard being another savage growl.
Despite his impatience, there was no possible way he was letting go of either her throat or her horn. All of her gasps and moans, her (cont.)
squirming, her twitches of forced pleasure were too satisfying to miss out on.
So he allowed her to lead his length down to the entrance to her core, keeping those glowing azure hues of his locked onto her eyes the entire time.
That fear was such a delicious scent, drool escaping past the beast's fangs as a kick floored the prince.
That same foot bore down on his chest, pressing down until Achelin could hear bones beginning to creak underneath the pressure.
"Scum? I am a royal elf, you are lucky I did not call the royal guard after the first..."
The sun was blocked and the roar rattled his bones, fear seeped into his body as he looked up with one eye widened and the other swelling.
“hit.”
But instinct was beginning to override his need to play with his food, and it was clear from the rampant twinging of what her tail coiled around that there was a more pressing matter than trying to wreck the Dragon.
She hadn't been lying to him. He could truly expel all his pent-up desires for violence on her!
His grip on her horn grew fiercer, splintering fragments off as his fingers dug in. Her tail's touch only made his girthy rod twitch heavily in response.
His breath was growing heavy from rising anticipation, releasing what seemed to be steam past his teeth with every pant.
How could he toy with her next? How could he bring her to the edge before finally breaking her like the rest?
The flame that licked at his tongue was a pleasant surprise to find, causing him to defile her throat for much longer than he intended.
But he had to withdraw the pythonic muscle at some point, their mixed saliva slathering it as a caressing lick was given to her cheek.