Sir Ryan’s armor clanked as the massive claw closed around his torso, pinning him against the cave’s damp wall. The dragon’s hot, musky breath washed over him. Its slit-pupiled eyes glowed with a feral, hungry need Ryan hadn’t understood until now. Mating heat.

“Fuck,” Ryan grunted, struggling uselessly. The beast’s other claw ripped his leather trousers away with a shredding sound, exposing his bare ass and thighs to the cool, humid air.

The dragon’s snout nudged his cheeks apart. Ryan felt the broad, slick tip of something massive and inhuman press against his hole. It wasn’t a cock like a man’s—it was a thick, tapered member, ridged and leaking hot pre. The beast grunted, a low rumble that vibrated through Ryan’s entire body.

“Wait—ah! God, no!” Ryan cried out as the dragon pushed in without mercy. The stretch was immense, burning, filling him completely. The ridges dragged against his inner walls as the reptile sheathed its entire length inside the knight’s tight channel. Each thrust was a deep, possessive pounding, the dragon’s heavy balls slapping against Ryan’s taint. The cave echoed with wet, squelching sounds and Ryan’s choked gasps.

After a first brutal climax that painted Ryan’s insides with hot seed, the dragon didn’t withdraw. It kept him impaled, its member still half-hard inside him. Within minutes, it began to swell again. Ryan could only whimper as it took him a second time, even harder, using his well-stretched hole for its relentless release.

When the beast