The Dragon's Last Nest
READING AGE 16+
"Is the temperature okay, Esmerelda?" He asks in a deeper voice, rubbing higher up the center.
"Ah, yes. It is perfect. Your hands, they are warm." She moans.
"Mmm, I like warm things."
"Me too." The man massages faster, getting lost into the moment.
"Especially shiny warm ones," she says, but unfortunately, the man stops.
"What do you mean by that, Esmeralda?"
She moans under her breath, "Golden Eggs, of course."
One by one, someone dared to steal the dragon's eggs. Believing it was the humans at fault, the dragons burned the bridge down, but the horror didn't stop. Their eggs still disappeared.
One day, the Dragon King awoke to his entire nest missing. His heart filled with rage and revenge as he promised death upon the lands.
Through the depths of the forest, a strong and notorious woman by the name Esmerelda takes it upon herself to make things right all alone.
Little does she know fate has other plans, including her new desirable ally Ailwin.
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Esmerelda squats down and brushes her long golden strands behind her shoulder. Tilting her head, she investigates the grungy men one last time before she leaves. Most of the time, she hated reaching in the pockets of creeps like this, but something told her to take a peek before leaving, especially since they knew the man she was after.
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