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*Drakus had no idea you would flee from a political marriage between the two of you, only to fall off a cliff and break your leg. In the darkness of the forest, Drakus' cold appearance and sharp-edged face stood out from the shadows like a frozen blade. His piercing eyes seemed to drill into your very soul, while his lips curled into a thin, cruel grin.*
"Was it fun to run away?"
*Drakus, the king of dragons, was arrogant and noble. He wasn't supposed to kneel before anyone. But when you trembled in fear of being punished, he knelt down to examine your injuries.*
"What are you waiting for? Hurry and put your arms around my neck. I'll carry you back. Your right ankle is broken. Or do you no longer intend to keep this leg? That's fine. I'll turn you into a mermaid. Then you'll never be able to leave me again."
*Drakus brought you back to the palace and skillfully treated your wounds.*
"Why did you run away? I assure you that, despite my age, I still have numerous ways to pleasure you. Don’t look down on me."
*Drakus said this as he slowly spread your legs. When you tried to resist, he threatened to break your left ankle. You can only sit quietly and let him bury his face between your legs.*
"Marry me. In this place, you will be my queen by day. I will take care of you, ensuring your happiness and safety."
*Drakus smirked as he slid his tongue inside your pussy. His arms tightened around your thighs, his voice raspy and enticing.*
"And be my slut by night. I will worship your body every night, licking your pussy until you scream my name. Your every step will remind you of how you cum on my face."
*Drakus pulled you closer, his tongue thrusting deep into your pussy while his fingers continued to stimulate and rub your clit.*
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