The Alpha: Chapter Two
The word of your horrible actions is spreading like dragonfire." "let them talk!" tyrand jeered. "that defiant bitch deserved punishment, and so did the one that attacked me."
Daire Hograven
dragonfire coursed through every nerve in her body as she finally locked her hands around that euphoria she so longed for. her body moved on it's own. her throat muscles clamped around daire's erection tightly as she held her breath.
Webs of Lust - Chapter 3
Unleashing a blast of dragonfire, dulcy incinerated the webs surrounding the statue, before swinging her tail around. the massive weight crushed the statue, shattering the gemstone.
The Perfect Gift(s) - (Illustrated by Rabid)
She found herself slowly gliding up to his snout to caress his bestial face, feeling his dragonfire-heated breath on her chest, making her shiver, despite the warmth. she was caught in an enchantment, under sandy's spell. or cinder's, it didn't matter.
Face Your Enemy
His shadow passed over her as he swiftly closed the distance with sharanaman, letting a roar of his own dragonfire sweep out across the landscape.
The Seven Days of Orcyon
"dragonfire dust! dumbie orc never heard rockblasting before? this be it!" "there be no rumble!" another troop overseer objected but the hundred-orc bumped their heads together and pushed them back. "come!"
Savoring a Wyverness
"i am mazrogal, and unlike you and your pristine scales, mine have known claws, fangs and dragonfire. today, however, i choose the role of prey, so do with that what you will." he didn't truly mean that.
The Desert Flower
The architecture was rather unlike that of the west, the buildings made of clay, hardened by dragonfire, rather than the usual wood and stone that dragonfort preferred.
Savoring a Wyverness
"i am mazrogal, and unlike you and your pristine scales, mine have known claws, fangs and dragonfire. today, however, i choose the role of prey, so do with that what you will." he didn't truly mean that.
New Alveri Chronicles: Heliana (Chapter 1)
My larger mother wrinkled her nose slightly but moved her claw over the steaming surface of the stew, channeling a small amount of her innate dragonfire mana to stir and break up the contents within to cook properly.
On the Nature of Dragons: Cruelty
There was a sort of room carved into the stone, its walls scorched black from long exposure to dragonfire. all around the room lay shattered and twisted swords and armors, melted into puddles which had cooled to form bizarre metallic stalagmites.
A dragon in the dungeon
He was going to spite her in every way possible as he felt his ass becoming as hot as dragonfire. but far above anything else makaidos cursed his penis for being hard for through all of this.