"And to think you didn’t want me and hate me so much. I feel a bit violated… mmmm so sweet, I love it," Aysling watched as Azura brought his tail, coated with her fluids, to his mouth and licked it, swallowing everything she had just released.

"No, don’t do that…"

"Why not?"

"It’s embarrassing," she replied, redder than a tomato. "Why is it that color, and why are the scales black and hard?"

She quickly changed the subject to distract him—watching him tease her like that, so sexy and seductive, was arousing her all over again!

"Did you really think I’d hurt you like that?" he suddenly asked, lying down beside her and turning on his side.

Their legs were intertwined, their clothes still half on, both of them covered in the aftermath of their passion, but none of it mattered.

Azura began to gently stroke the length of her delicate spine down to her buttocks.

Her breasts brushed against his hard chest, their gazes locking closely.

The Emperor had never experienced this level of intimacy