Dragon history Stories

I awoke to the rich, savory smells of bacon and sausage, their sizzling drifting up from downstairs. The bed cocooned us in warmth, the sheets soft against bare skin. I lay on my side with Sydney cuddled in my arms, her back pressed against my chest, fitting perfectly into the shape of my body. Her heart beat a slow, unwavering rhythm underneath my open palm. The musky fragrance of sex lingered on her skin, combining with...