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Dawn stands at a window, looking out at the snowy landscape beyond Treandalode's manor house. The woman had not put a stitch on since her first encounter here, and she is just as ready for her next fling as she has been for the past few. When Charity told her to wait here for a special treat, she did just that, wondering just who her new partner would be.

When the door opens up and the invisible Volund slithers into the room, Dawn does not move. He raises his dagger, ready to use force to make this bitch his.

“Could you be a dear and close the door?" Dawn asks, pulling the curtains closed. “I want to just have fun with you and me."

Volund blinks, a hiss rising from his throat. “You don't tell me what to do!"

Dawn turns around, gasping when she sees that no one's there. “Where are you?" she asks, but then titters. “Oh, playing games, are you? Fine. I'll find you, don't worry. I'll give you a big kiss when I do."

Volund remains quiet as she walks across the room, aiming to check the door. But her foot catches onto his tail and she falls over with a yelp.

Volund drops his knife with a clatter and wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her back up to a standing position. Now found out, he reveals himself, and the woman stares at him, her eyes widening in excitement as she places her hands gently over his chest.

Volund grunts as he feels her soft touch against him, but then he hisses loud, showing off his teeth.

Dawn stands on her tiptoes and kisses him on the cheek. “Found you," she whispers.

Volund immediately slams his mouth shut, a slight blush forming on his cheeks. “You're not… sssscared?" he said, then looks over his shoulder. “My sssslut mussst not have told you to fear me."

“Oh, she did," Dawn says. “But I don't think I need to be afraid of you," she says, bringing her hand over his nipple, flicking at one of his piercings gently. “The dragon brought us all here to have fun, right? Why would you want to force it out of others when they can give willingly?"

Volund leans over, his hand upon the small of her back. “I take what I want when I want it!' he says.

“Can't take what I freely give" she says, bringing her hands up to his cheeks, and with that, she presses her lips against his own.

Volund grunts at the tender, yet passionate moment, and, without thinking, he finds his eyes slowly closing, his other hand finding its way around Dawn's back, pulling her body up against his, feeling the warmth there, not writhing around in pain or fear, but holding close to him with her own volition.

He breaks the kiss with a gasp and lets go, but she grabs hold of his shoulders, keeping herself from falling.

“I mussst go!" he says. “There are more entertaining prey to be had." His body shudders as he remembers the only kind words that were spoken to him in his youth

“Oh, but dear,' she says, one hand moving up and around the back of his head, stroking through his hair. “You're not done yet," she purrs, her legs wrapping around his twin dicks.

Volund gasps as he feels her clamping against him, her hips milking his lengths. The blond woman stares him in the eyes, a smile over her luscious lips. “You can still be in charge, dear… but consider what would make me feel good, too."

“I… I don't…" he shakes his head and then presses his lips up against her, looming heavily into the woman until they both stumble back, Dawn falling onto the bed. She wraps her legs around his serpentine tail, their tongues dancing together as Volund feels for perhaps the first time how a woman could freely give him pleasure as well as take it.

He pulls from the kiss with a loud smack, his eyes half-lidded, though their focus is distant. He rolls his hips, pulling his lengths back, then pushing forward, perfectly positioning to prod at both of Dawn's holes.

Dawn looks to him with mouth agape, her groan rising up from the depths of her throat. She pushes up, taking him into herself, milking his twin snakes as he lays there on top of her, feeling her fingers brush down along his back and her insides taking him, loving him.

He shakes his head, gritting his teeth and thrusts forward, staring intently into her. “No!" he shouts. “I am the hunter! Women are my playthingsss!"

Dawn gasps and throws her head back, shaking her head. “That's it," she says. “That's the spot. Keep it up!"

Volund powers through, keeping up the same exact intensity into her, knowing that he's giving her pleasure as well. “Sssshut up!" he snarls. “Jussst take it and let me ussse you!"

Dawn writhes around under him and he smiles. That's certainly a feeling that is much more familiar with, but the sounds that emerge from her as her sex convulses under him is alien. He pulls back in surprise just as he feels his members begin to fire. Streams of thick serpent seed shoot out on top of Dawn, covering her navel and her waists with his semen.

Volund breathes heavily, looking down at the woman before him who lays there, running her hands over her body, spreading his ejaculate over her body. “Mmm…" she sighs, fluttering her eyes, looking to him again. “That's lovely… you're twice the man of any other I've had, but you can really work on yourself. Whoever you find to be your true love is going to be a very, very happy woman."

Volund recoils with a hiss, and escapes the room, slamming the door, escaping from her. That tenderness, that loving. He had only felt that from one other woman, and to see this woman drenched in his cum being so nice to him made him think of only one thing. “I need a fucking drink!"