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"Damnit Liz, leave it be. I'm not going to try and butt my head into ya'll's anniversary." Anne chided. "I'm blushing that you want to include me in it, but I'm not some clingy little girl."

"It's not that big a deal Anne. We just want you to have dinner with us." Elizabeth asked again as she scratched Leco'thian's neck. The dragon watched the exchange with some amusement from his position sprawled across the couch with his head in Elizabeth's lap. Originally it had been his suggestion to see if Anne wanted to join them for dinner on Valentine's day. The smaller woman had been spending an increasing amount of time in their company since the road trip anyhow. Echo teased that it was only a matter of time before she moved in, but Anne insisted on retaining a portion of independence from the couple. In this case she insisted on not getting involved in their anniversary celebration.

"Technically our anniversary is two days after Valentine's." Echo mentioned offhandedly.

"Bullshit. You celebrated last year on Valentines and you ain't changing that for me."

"Look, just come over for dinner at least. I know it's our anniversary, but it's good having friends around."

Anne's resistance had never been too solid, and it was slowly crumbling. "All right, I'll join you for dinner. But only if he keeps his hands to himself," an accusatory finger was leveled at Echo, "I swear if you try and seduce me on your own anniversary I'll turn your scaly ass into a purse."

While Elizabeth failed dismally to hide her laugh in her glass of iced tea Leco'thian perked his ears in feigned innocence. "I would never do such a thing Anne."

"Uh-huh. You mean aside from New Years and Christmas. Thanksgiving too, minus the seduction part; you just pinned me and Liz right here on the couch."

"Don't forget the Fourth of July last year." Elizabeth chimed in.

"Yeah, you ruined hot dogs for me asshole. Not every holiday has to end in sex."

"Really good sex." Lizzie interrupted again, tweaking Echo's tail playfully.

"That's not the point! I would like to pass just one holiday without having to change panties halfway through the night."

"You could just not wear panties." Echo offered. "Although I admit taking them off you is very fun." Anne pursed her lips, refusing to offer a response.

A small sigh of defeat escaped Echo. "Fine, I promise I won't bother you. Just come over for dinner. In fact, bring Laurence too. We haven't seen him for weeks."

The pledge seemed to mollify the redheaded woman. "I'll have to double-check. Laurence has been seeing this army guy, so he might have a date."

Conversation lulled as all parties deemed the matter settled; Anne pulled out her phone and started tapping a message to Laurence. The quietude only lasted a moment though, when Elizabeth cleared her throat to get both of their attention.

Echo tilted his head up to look at her face, seeing an excitement there that made his heart beat faster just by proxy. "So I have something I need to tell both of you. I was going to show this at the anniversary," her right hand hugged nervously around his neck while her left dug something out of her pocket, "but I don't think I can wait." Trembling with enthusiasm, she produced a carefully folded letter. "This is from my casting agency saying that my audition has been accepted for an upcoming film."

"Well that's awesome! Is it a big role?" Anne spoke before Echo could.

"It's not huge, and it actually pays less than my last role. But this film is working with the Screen Actors Guild. That means that after filming, I can become a member." Echo had spent enough time discussing the hardships of making it in show-business to know how big a step this was.

"This is amazing Lizzie! When do you start filming? What's the movie about? Do you get to work with any big stars?" His tail slapped against the back of the couch to punctuate his inquiries.

Lizzie grinned as he gushed in earnest excitement. "The casting isn't complete, but I got a script to look over. It's some sort of silly modern fantasy about wizards in the city. I haven't finished the whole thing, but I can give you the basics."

Elizabeth outlined the part she would be playing, and soon the three of them were talking and joking animatedly about Elizabeth's imminent rise to fame.

"I can see it now." Anne waved her hand at an imaginary scene. "Crazed fans screaming for autographs everywhere you go, love letters from lonely guys, and paparazzi stalking you hoping to snap a picture of cleavage."

"Too bad for them; I get to see that whenever I want." Leco'thian grinned devilishly, his long fangs poking out under his lip as he leaned in to nibble at the exposed skin of Elizabeth's bosom where the low cut of her pajama top didn't cover. Elizabeth 'hmmmed' happily and reached up to fondle his ears as he wormed his snout into the top of her shirt.

"Actually I think that this calls for a celebration." His voice was muffled in the fabric of her shirt. He emphasized the suggestion by reached one hand into the elastic of her waistband, the blunted claw of his index finger tracing a rapturous path that dragged a groan from her throat.

The ding of Anne's cellphone intruded on the scene. "Oh look at that," she drawled. "Laurence needs some help at the gym. Valentine's rush of people trying to get in shape."

Elizabeth groaned remorsefully and pried Echo's hand from her shorts. "Sorry love. I just remembered I made plans to meet my agent today about the movie."

Echo made a sour face and stuck his tongue out at the women as they stood. "Fine, leave me here to suffer." The expression didn't last long though as he hopped off the couch and reared up to swipe his tongue over Lizzie's cheek, "Congratulations again." He turned to Anne, "and I hope we see you on Tuesday."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll drag Laurence along too. Just remember your promise."

She waved her goodbyes and retreated to the door.

"I'm gonna head upstairs and get showered up. You coming?"

Echo contemplated the offer, "No, I think I will pass. You know how showers get to me."

Lizzie laughed and nodded as she started up the stairs. "Probably for the best." Echo waited for the bathroom door to close before he hurried to the computer. Despite his show of disappointment he was secretly pleased that both women had other errands. It was hard to come by private time, and it wouldn't do to have Lizzie accidently catch wind of his plans and ruin the surprise.

One of the big benefits to housing in Alaska was that there was plenty of space available for the right price. Early in their relationship, Lizzie and Echo had purchased the lot behind the house to give them a buffer of privacy. Until recently that lot had just lain untended and overgrown. Only last summer the couple had built a tall wooden fence around the space, turning it into a little sanctuary. Tending this new space had brought joy to Echo. By the time the snows fell for the winter he had carefully cultivated the previously wild terrain into a pleasant garden.

A ring of tall blue junipers lined the fence. The trees were another barrier against prying eyes and also provided a splash of color in the snow. It had been a chore for the dragon to keep the yard free of the deep powder through the winter but he was very glad he had made the effort; otherwise it would have made his plans for the day impossible.

Organizing everything without Elizabeth finding out had been a monumental feat. He spent the whole weekend trying to come up with excuses for her to leave the house. Dealing with deliveries entirely over the phone had complicated matters, and he'd had to convince Anne to take Lizzie shopping at the last minute to buy him some extra time. Even then he'd only barely finished setting up everything in time. Still, by the end of Monday night everything was ready.

Echo woke up early, more out of nervousness than anything else. This was their second anniversary, and he wanted everything to go smoothly. He peeked out of the curtains into the backyard to make sure nothing had been disturbed before he started breakfast. It didn't take long for Lizzie to rise to the smell of cooking food and coffee. Mornings were one of his favorite times to spend with her. He was able to take in her naked glory before the worry of the day set in and she started caring about appearances. Her hair was a terrible mess, her face was still droopy with sleep, and she hadn't brushed her teeth yet, but she smiled at him drowsily as she sat down and his heart thumped. "Happy anniversary love."

He abandoned his station at the stove and padded over to her to wrap her up into a tight embrace. She moaned happily into his kiss as the heat of his body seeped into her, driving away the slight ache of the morning cold. This kiss wasn't full of the fierce lust that normally marked the gesture; it was a mutual exchange of satisfaction and a sense of fulfillment. Elizabeth smiled into his lips, wrapping her arms around him. "Happy anniversary, Elizabeth," his words were mumbled as his breath mingled with hers. "Would you like pancakes this morning?"

She snorted a giggle. "Yes please." She joined him in the kitchen to pour coffee and tea for them, dribbling a heavy dollop of honey into Echo's mug. Occasionally he would lean into her warmly as she passed nearby or she would caress a hand down his back, but there were no words in the air. Instead they simply enjoyed the closeness of each other in these moments of privacy. They ate their breakfast together on the couch, Leco'thian stretched out and Elizabeth lying pressed with her bare back against his chest, his tail resting idly between her legs.

Leco'thian was not above some eroticism after a light breakfast, but there was no need or expectation behind it. His intent was simple: to exhilarate his partner. He delighted in hearing Elizabeth's sharp intake of breath as he snaked one arm over her chest to cup her breasts or when his claws tickled across her taught belly. The tiny trembles of her body as his tail rubbed up between her thighs made him smile proudly, and he adored feeling her pulse throb against his tongue as it teased over her neck. For her part Elizabeth luxuriated against his smooth and balmy chest while she endured this agreeable ritual. She was still enduring it when a key turned in the door.

Anne had been given the key shortly after returning from the camping trip. It seemed silly to keep a lock between them and someone they had included so intimately in their relationship. The Texan stopped and rolled her eyes upon spotting them on the couch. "Really?"

Elizabeth blushed ever so slightly. It had long since stopped bothering her how much she enjoyed being watched, but there was still something undeniably naughty about having her best friend walk in while the wetness of her arousal was smeared across the scales of Leco'thian's tail. Hell, there was something naughty about having sex with a dragon. Naughty and absolutely irresistible.

"You two realize that it's almost noon right?" Anne continued as if seeing a woman getting fondled by a dragon was an everyday occurrence. "You two lovebirds are garbage about keeping track of time."

Elizabeth reached out with a frown and flicked on her phone; sure enough the display read half-past-eleven. "Damn."

"Tonight." The word was whispered in a short promise to Echo. He accepted it with a brief stroke down the top of his snout before he smirked and untangled himself from her. Her blush spread down her chest as she stood and felt beads of her fluids streaming down her legs. It was amazing what a few hours of foreplay could do. She curled her toes as Echo's tongue traced unexpectedly up thigh, lapping up the fluids.

"Better go get showered." He observed dryly.

"It's a good thing you two can't have kids, cause you fuck like rabbits." Anne joked as Elizabeth dashed up the stairs before Echo could ensnare her any further.

It took her a bit to get ready, and by the time she came back down Laurence had arrived. The three of them were relaxing at the dinner table, Echo with his back to her. She'd just gotten off the stairs when Echo's ears flicked and he turned to face her. "Wow Lizzie." He cooed. "You look nice."

She smiled and did a little twirl as the dragon gaped. The open back left her creamy tan skin exposed nearly to the waist, only a slim cross of fabric holding it together at the shoulders. The hem of the dress rustled just above the open toes of her shoes. His gaze didn't linger on her back or her shoes; however, it was drawn upward to where her dark tresses were drawn into a tight braid and curled elegantly down her neck, held in place with the comb he had given her. He looked her in the eyes and smiled appreciatively

"So." Anne cleared her throat after a few long minutes of the two eyeing each other. "Happy Anniversary you two."

"Thanks Anne." Elizabeth said warmly. "I'm glad you decided to come."

"Yeah well, now I feel underdressed. What's new?."

"I'm naked." Leco'thian tried to comfort her.

"Not new either, scales." Anne dismissed the comment. "Anyhow, we'd better get cooking if we're going to have everything done in time for dinner. Echo's been telling us you got someplace where we can have a good ol' fashioned barbeque, so me and Laurence here could to show ya'll how Texans cook."

Leco'thian smiled as Lizzie gave him a confused glance. "We don't have a grill?" She sounded unsure.

"You might want to wear a coat; it will be just a little chilly until the heaters warm up."

The group moved to the sliding door to the back yard, which Echo pulled open with his tail. The yard looked like a Christmas card. Most of the terrain was still shrouded in the unbroken sheet of pure white snow, but the path of bright red rock leading away from the patio had been scraped entirely clean. Previously it had terminated abruptly in the middle of the yard, but now it ended at the broad base of a dark-wood gazebo. Elaborately wrought propane heaters were placed inside the gazebo to create a shelter that rippled with heat in the cold. A table was situated in the center of this spacer, seated for four. To one side of the path was a small but well-built stone grill pit, the coals already shimmering with flame, and another space heater directly adjacent.

What took Lizzie's breath away though, was a new branch of the path. It led under a simple arbor, and encircled a tiny pond. In the center of the pond was a stone fountain. Heedless of the cold she stepped outside and followed this path under the arbor, to stare at the fountain.

The top of the fountain was carved into two figures: A young woman holding both hands aloft with a gleeful smile on her face, and a dragon soaring above, reaching down to clasp hands with the woman as though he would carry her into the air with him.

"I was going to order an ice carving, but I don't think I could have stood to watch it melt." Echo said quietly at her side.

"No, I think this is better." She agreed, stroking his neck. "It's beautiful." They stood in front of the fountain, unaware that the Texans had excused themselves back inside. Eventually the dragon and woman tore themselves away, relinquishing the back yard and its grill to the cooks.

Laurence and Anne descended in a flurry of steaks and seasoning. Almost immediately the brisk February air was permeated with savory smoke. As the food was served and the celebration began in earnest the smoke was joined by music, laughter, and conversation. It turned out that the table was superfluous as nobody was in the mood to sit down. As soon as a strip of steak or a grilled potato was ready, it was plucked off and taken back to the gazebo to be devoured standing in the circle of warmth. Certainly the most frequent visitor to the grill was Echo.

"I admit you two are good with steak." Echo's reluctant praise won a self-congratulatory toast from the pair.

"Told ya. Hard to go wrong with a good hickory rub." Laurence downed his beer. Anne took a swig of ice tea with him: she had volunteered to drive.

"Too bad we can't stick around. Laurence still has his date to get back to." She said with feigned casualness.

"Shit!" The man swore as he checked his watch, "Phew, only five. Let time slip by me there. But we'd best get going if I'm gonna to get to the restaurant on time. You want us to throw any more coals on for you?" He gestured at the grill

Echo glanced at Elizabeth questioningly.

"No, I think we've had our fill," she confirmed. "Thank you both for coming by to cook for us."

"No problem. Happy Valentines, and happy anniversary."

"Yep, have fun with your date."

"Oh Liz!" Anne called as she was about to close the sliding door of the house, "we left our presents on the table in here!" Even as Lizzie opened her mouth the clunk of the door sliding shut cut off her thanks.

"I thought it was the husband and wife who were supposed to buy anniversary gifts for each other." Leco'thian mused.

"Really Echo, after all this I hope you don't think you still need to give me a present."

He shrugged. "All this is just material things. There are many more things I wish I could give you." His sullen words came out of the blue, an she was still puzzling out how to respond when the radio provided an answer.

"All right folks, this song goes out to all the Valentine's couples out there." The station crackled slightly as the smooth voice of the host made her announcement. Elizabeth recognized the introductory notes even before the lyrics started. "I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy."

"Stand up mopey-face, I want to dance." Surprise shook Echo out of his mood. They had never attempted dancing in their years together. Regardless, he conceded and leaned back onto his rump before standing up onto his hind legs. His tail was flatted against the floor for balance. Completely erect, his horns were nearly scraping the ceiling of the gazebo. Elizabeth placed one of his great big hands on her shoulder and twined her fingers with the other before resting her head in the hollow of his throat.

She felt him swallow nervously against her cheek as she began moving. She moved slowly and carefully so that he could easily shuffle along with her. Gradually his confidence in his balance and his trust in her footing grew, and his gait became more graceful, until finally his hand slid between her shoulder blades to pull her much smaller form more tightly to him. Music warbled sweetly into the night as they held each other and swayed, and it seemed as though time was content to linger in this moment for the lovers.

"I want to live like this forever, until the skies fall down on me." Elizabeth sighed regretfully as the crooning of the final line of lyrics faded into the conclusion of the song. Of course the moment couldn't really last forever. Leco'thian echoed her sigh with his own, squeezing her even more tightly to him as the music moved on to another song, unsuitable for their slow dance.

"I have to admit you have pretty decent footwork for a dragon, but I doubt you'll be dancing the salsa anytime soon." Her quip drew an amused chuckle from him.

"Maybe so, but I have other, spicier moves in my favor." Without warning he arched over her, scooping her up with one hand under her bum, so that when he leaned back she had no choice but to straddle his hips. She gave a little yelp as he groped her bottom through the dress and his fingers slipped dangerously low. "What should we wager you are not wearing anything under this dress?"

Fierce blushing belied the stern look she gave him. "Hold your horses; we need to at least open our presents first."

"Oh fine." He allowed her to slide back down to the ground.

"Could you bring the gifts out here? I'm going to run upstairs and grab something."

He snagged the two small boxes from the kitchen table and trotted back out to the gazebo to wait. And then he waited some more. Minutes passed, and he was about to see what was taking Elizabeth so long when she came shuffling back outside with an enormous bundle of blankets. Echo hurried forward to help.

Elizabeth huffed as the heavy blob of fabric whumphed to the floor.

"I could have helped you bring those down the stairs you know."

"It wasn't that bad." She waved him off, even as her flush and sheen of sweat made her a liar.

Annoyance at her stubbornness didn't mean he couldn't appreciate meaning of the blankets. Making love outside under the cover of the stars was a mutual joy they had discovered on their camping trip, but they'd had regretfully scarce opportunities to indulge it. Once the thick mat of blankets was spread Elizabeth kicked off her shoes and reclined on her side. She gestured with one wiggling index finger for Echo to join her, which he gladly did, creeping onto the mat and collapsing on his stomach.

"Okay, let's take a look." Elizabeth's hand settled on Anne's gift first. "How surprising. A gift certificate to Victoria's Secret."

"At least we'll use it."

"True. I'm sure there are a few things I could pick up there. Let's see what Laurence got us." A moment later she held up another gift card. "The Adult Boutique Megastore. Oh, he included suggestions. Wow." She showed him the page of a catalogue that had been included with the gift.

"That thing is enormous! It isn't even practical."

Shaking her head, Elizabeth put the cards back in their boxes and set them aside, "I have a present for you too, and I think you'll find it more immediately enjoyable."

"What's that?"

"Why don't you rolled over and I'll show you?"

Echo happily obeyed. Tucking one wing in, he rolled until his legs were sticking up into air. He peered between his forelimbs curiously as she trailed her hands down the broad scales of his front until her palms settled at the base of his tail where she began a firm massage. "Mmmm," Echo rumbled gratefully. Watching her play with him had always been particularly attractive. Her kneading soon coaxed forth his arousal. The glistening poles of bright pink flesh twitched as her fingers danced across them with practiced motions. When they had emerged far enough she wrapped one hand around each, letting his own natural slickness ease the friction as she began to jerk him off. Her grip soon bounced over the small bumpy rows that adorned his organs, causing his purring to become uneven. When the first pulse of sticky pre shot from him, she slowed her motions, until she was just barely producing enough friction to keep him hard in her hands.

"What?" He mumbled dumbly.

"I wanted to ask a favor. Could I use a toy on you?."

"What?" He repeated, much more alert and alarmed.

"It's really small, and if you really hate it I won't ever ask again." Elizabeth rushed the sentence out. She felt guilty about getting him in this position and then ambushing him, but she couldn't help herself. Anne had whispered the idea to her, and now she couldn't get it out of her head. And she was sure that he'd enjoy it. At least she hoped so.

Echo eyed her warily, and she was sure he was about to say no when his breath came out in surrender. "Where is it?"

"Here." She bundled up the dress, lifting it over her head and tossing it out of harm's way. The broad base of a dildo was plainly visible lodged at the apex of her thighs. Echo stared wide-eyed as she slowly withdrew the toy from herself and brought it up to his gaze. It looked like a plain rubber cone, glistening with a thick coat of her juices.

"How long has that been there?" He asked incredulously

"That's my little secret." She smirked

Realization that Lizzie might have been walking around this whole time with that rubbing inside her stoked his arousal, but even that didn't entirely override his trepidation. Still, it appealed to Lizzie, and perhaps indulging her once would be enough to sate her. "Okay."

She leaned forward to kiss him quickly on the nose. "Thank you."

"Do you have any lubrication?"

"Um." Lubrication had slipped her mind. She tended to get wet enough to accommodate pretty much anything Echo felt like putting in her. Actually...

Echo's stared again as she reached down and stuck several fingers into herself. "Oh." She moaned as she swirled her fingers about to collect as much as she could. By the time she withdrew them, they were dripping wet.

Echo was glad for the thoroughness of his baths as she placed the slippery fingers at the tight entrance below his maleness. Her choice of lubricant was bizarrely erotic; another powerful surge pre was forced from him as her fingers entered deeper, smearing her thick nectar around his opening and deeper into his insides. The sensation of her digits moving around in him was new and peculiar. He couldn't stop himself from clenching up and curling his toes as he observed the scene.

Satisfied that he was as prepared as he was going to get, Elizabeth withdrew her fingers and moved the toy into position. Echo's breath caught as she slowly parted him, pushing it in slowly. It sunk in smooth and unhindered until his opening closed around the notch at the base, locking it inside of him. The toy hadn't seemed large to his eyes, but resting in his gut the thing felt huge, stretching nearly to the point of pain. His insides clenched and throbbed against it involuntarily, each movement rocking him with a jolt of perverse pleasure.

He was still reeling from the experience when Elizabeth dipped her head to suck on the tip of one shaft. "Lizzie!" He had justified concern with the act; her only previous attempt at servicing him orally had nearly ended in disaster.

"Relax, I've been practicing." Before he could object further her lips slipped down over his first few inches. He threw his head back into the blankets and groaned as she sucked in her cheeks around him and her tongue played across his skin. She wasn't content with only pleasuring half of him though, and wrapped her hands tightly around his other spear. The soft suckling heat of her mouth and the pistoning of her hands made his whole body convulse; each convulsion gripped that toy buried under his tail and pulled it deeper greedily. His body seemed to be acting on its own at that point. His wings flapped frantically, his tail writhed like a snake and his fingers and toes made fists randomly. Normally he'd try to return the favor that Lizzie was performing with her mouth, but at this point it was all he could do to remember to breathe.

It seemed like the different sensations went on for an eternity, but really it didn't take more than a few minutes before his stomach was churning with oncoming climax. A hot throbbing encompassed his entire groin and the toy bobbed with his internal contractions. "Lizzie!" He cried out. It was all the warning he could give. Instead of pulling off at his cry she tilted her head back and pushed down, swallowing him to the hilt. The world went blank for Echo. All that he knew was the rapturous feeling of orgasm as he exploded into the constricting walls that milked him skillfully, and the tight pressure of something burrowing into his rump.

Elizabeth was amazed by how easy it had been to suck him off. She had worried that her practice with a dildo hadn't been enough, but oh how she had been wrong. Seeing the big dragon squirm as she'd pushed the little silicone plug into him had gotten her so hot and bothered that she could have cared less about the blowjob. Seeing Echo's stoic façade crumble under her penetration was irresistible. Even as she was swallowing frantically to keep his eruption from spewing out of her mouth, her eyes were glued to the rippling muscles in the base of his tail as they fought with the intruder.

When sight finally returned to Echo, Lizzie still had him lodged in her throat. Thick milky stringers dribbled from her mouth and spurted between the fingers wrapped around the head of his other dick. Only after his flow had dribbled off to nothing did she pull off him with a wet gurgle. A short coughing fit wracked her, expelling a trickle of his spunk from her nose, which she wiped away carelessly. "Was it good?"

"Good." He agreed.

"Good. Just one last thing." She turned and crouched on hands and knees so that her rear waved enticingly in his face. "If you would?"

Lust still burned through him despite his orgasm; he wasn't about to pass up her invitation. The act of rolling to his feet made the toy shift inside him and pulled a shivering growl from him. Leading the way with his tongue, Echo quested forward until he was rewarded with the delectable flavor of her sex. He began to lap at her voraciously, worming his tongue into her to taste as much of her as possible.

Elizabeth cooed blissfully. "That feels wonderful love, but I had something else in mind." She wiggled her hips at him again, looking over her shoulder suggestively.

The meaning was not lost on him. Still smacking his lips, he advanced over her, stopping only when her butt was cradled in his hips and his organs were squished wetly between their bodies.

"Back up just a sec." Lizzie reached between her legs to grab hold of him as he retreated just enough for her to get him in position. On another occasion she might have simply placed him in the traditional spot and let him go at it, but she'd made her own plans for the evening. She had no intention of torturing her lover with something she wouldn't do herself. She placed one organ at her mound, but moved the other a couple inches up.

His concern for Lizzie overpowered the animal desire to push forward into the yielding body below him. "You're sure about this?"

"Just start gentle."

Wordlessly he eased his hips forward, slowly spearing his way into both her orifices.

"Ah!" Lizzie cried out in surprise at the incredible sensation.

To Echo the differences in this new penetration were subtle: slight differences in pressure, different muscles gripping at different times. For Elizabeth however, it was immense. Practice with a cold toy didn't compare at all to the real thing. The real thing throbbed with its own fiery pulse, and flexed inside her. And the real thing had a companion. Having both of Echo's organs in her sex had been a pleasant stretch, but this was something entirely different. Feeling the muscles of both openings clench down on the hot, turgid dragon-flesh inside her was exquisite. The mixture of bodily fluids slathered over Echo's cocks made entry painless, and before she realized it he was grinding his hips against her bum.

"To hell with gentle!" She growled. "Fuck me!"

He grunted his compliance to this unusually forceful command and started to drag himself back out, only to push forward against quicker this time. He continued to increase his face, until his hips were slapping almost painfully against her ass. Elizabeth had to brace herself against his arms to keep from getting scooted forward with each thrust. Soon however, his motions turned jerky and erratic. He was still struggling with the strangely pleasurable presence of her toy. It drove some instinct to keep his tail hiked in the air while he bucked against the woman under him, proudly displaying the flesh colored silicone embedded in his tail to the empty night. It also played havoc with the control he normal felt. A second orgasm was coming head-on and he was helpless to slow it.

Elizabeth knew that she came easily. Enough times with Anne had shown her that she would reach orgasm far earlier and more often than the smaller woman. Still, it seemed incredible that she felt so close already. She tried to control her breathing to delay her peak, but echo was having none of that. As he pushed in again, he curled both organs towards each other, flexing against the thin barrier separating them. "Fuck me!" Elizabeth cried out again in some mixture of command and exclamation. It was more than she could take. He repeated the motion again as she came. Toes curled, fingers clenched, body trembling, she threw her head back to scream. Or she would have if her throat would work. Instead she simply released a series of squeaks as some dim part of her felt the rush of heat surging into her from Echo's second ejaculation.

Echo managed slightly more composure than Elizabeth; at least he didn't roar out his pleasure to the world. Instead he gritted his teeth and squinted as he once again clenched down on the toy and made frenzied little humping motions. He shouldn't have had much left in his after coming once, but it seemed like that little trinket forced some sort of pressure in him to release, and his shafts swelled with a torrent of seed which emptied into Elizabeth.

The potent climax left the dragon panting and exhausted. He clutched his lover to him as he rolled onto his back.

"Wow." Lizzie mumbled. The aftermath left her feeling swollen and sticky, and she was sure sitting down would be interesting for a while, but she still wasn't keen on relinquishing the pressure of Echo's erections.

"That was new." Echo sounded like he was already halfway asleep, despite still being buried in her and still being impaled by her toy.

"Yeah, I wanted to try a couple things. I hope you don't mind."

"No, it was great." He said genuinely

She lifted her head just enough to look down at the dildo that still quivered in his rear. "So what do you think, should we keep the dildo?"

He was silent for so long that she feared he'd nodded off, but he finally answered. "Yeah, but don't tell Anne, or I'll never have it out of me."