"Then I just have to go kill your lover" responded the animal's menacing voice without hesitation.

She was his female, HIS, not any other male's, not even the other pup from his same mother.

He made a move to get up and challenge Charlie's dragon, freeing her small hands, but Aysling realized she had gone too far, that she had involved the prince in her outburst.

Oh no, Charlie would be in danger!

She made a desperate move, the only thing that came to her mind: she lifted her head, grabbed Azura's neck with both hands, pulled him close, and crushed her wet lips against those of her enraged Dragon.

Like a volcano on the verge of erupting that is suddenly calmed, the wild Dragon, who made everyone in the kingdom tremble with fear, was tamed by a passionate kiss.

The sweet mouth of the female clung to his, and her small body was entirely dominated beneath his, as it should be.

Azura went mad with passion, slipping his tongue into hers, tangling it with hers, their lips colliding hungrily