You chuckle at her reaction and align yourself with her entrance, then begin pushing yourself in. You moan, her depths are so hot... even though her body temperature is usually slightly lower than yours. She must’ve been really turned on. She moans ecstatically, and her legs quiver as she fights the urge to wrap them around you and squeeze you tightly between them, trapping you into sliding your cock into her to the very hilt.
You slide inch after inch inside her pussy with deliberate slowness, trying to savor every second of the journey down her depths. It’s not until you cannot go any further that you stop.
Your dragon-girl moans throatily and gives you a rapturous look. “I love you, Ninja... gods, I love you so much, and I’m so happy I can finally say that to your face,” she tells you.
You’re happy to finally hear that from her too. But as much as you appreciate the feelings, you have more pressing matters to attend to.
You take Ember’s legs and support them over your shoulders. This allows you to hug around them and slide your hips even closer to her. Eyes glittering with wanton lust, unabashed in her naked desire for you, the dragon braces herself against the leafy bedding of her den and waits for you to begin, fingers rustling through the leaves and grass.
You begin humping away, slowly at first, but quickly speeding your tempo until the cave is flooded with the noise of your crotch slapping against her soft folds. Ember groans and gasps, thrusting her ass back against you, her cunt rippling and squeezing your intruding member.
Hearing your dragon mate’s moans of approval you redouble your efforts at pistoning into her, giving that tight vagina of hers the pounding it deserves.
“C-come on... cum into me, please! Fill me with your seed!” Ember gasps, pleading with you.
You penetrate her once, twice and finally hilt as much of your bestial horse-shaft as you can inside her slick pussy and blow your load.
Ember howls exultantly as your steaming load gushes inside of her. Her cunt shudders, splashing femcum all over your intruding shaft, leaving her gasping for breath as the climax ebbs away.
The two of you pant in unison, it takes only a few moments of getting your breath back before you pull out of her hole, letting a satisfying stream of white mat the leaves below. You smile at Ember, shaft still flagging above her.
“Still not satisfied?” she croons, tenderly brushing your cheek. Then her lips curl into a wicked, fang-baring grin. “Good. Neither am I. Time for round two...” She wriggles about under you, repositioning herself so that she is on her hands and knees, tail curled back out of the way and looking over her shoulder under her wing at you. “Well? What are you waiting for, an engraved invitation?” she teases you. A shake of the hips makes it quite clear she is expecting you to take her from behind, now.