The smell of Kathari now filled her mind entirely. The air seemed thick and heavy with it, and each breath Enna drew filled her lungs with its hot presence. She craned her neck downwards to taste the source, drawing her tongue across Kathari’s shaft. In her reverie, she did not notice as Kathari’s head approached behind her. She felt as his rough tongue ran up her leg, over her rear, then down into her slit, where it began to pulse within her. The feeling of Kathari and the smell that drove her on caused Enna to once again scream out in pleasure as she exploded upon his tongue, never ceasing her attentions upon his phallus.
His tongue crawled around her neck and in front of her face, where Enna eagerly sucked on it. The taste of her own juices mixed with his held no equal in her memory, and her own tongue attempted to wrap itself around his to get more of the exquisite liquid.
Kathari removed his tongue from her mouth, breathing heavily. His hot breath covered her in blasts, and taking the cue, Enna immediately placed her mouth over the tip of his front hemipenis and dug her tongue into its entrance.
Kathari let out a short roar. Thick fluid suddenly burst from his rods, filling Enna’s mouth with its bitter flavor. She eagerly gulped it down, but the fluid came too fast. Her eyes widened as she felt herself coming short of breath, but as she tried to pull away, Kathari planted his claw firmly upon her head and pushed forward. His semen continued to pour into her, and the image of Enna lying dead on the moss filled with his seed flashed in her thoughts.
Enna had no wish to die today. She thrust the shaft deeper into her throat and breathed through her nose, swallowing the rest of Kathari’s seed in her mouth. His burning fluids coursed within her throat and filled her stomach as his rod twitched. Soon enough, the flow stopped. Enna slowly removed Kathari’s rod, sucking on its length and cleaning it as best she could with her tongue. Finally, she gasped for air and smiled as she looked down upon herself. Kathari’s other cock had covered her in his gooey seed, something she had missed in her lust. Its warmth blanketed her entirely, filling her to her core. She laid back in the now-sticky moss against Kathari’s belly, still stroking one of his rods with a hand.
“You are skilled,” Kathari remarked between long breaths. “Have you lain with many men?”
“No,” she replied slowly, “only one.” Enna’s body burned from within, her nipples standing on end and her snatch still dripping. Kathari remained erect, and Enna longed for one more act, but the dragon shifted her aside as he stood.
“You may bathe in the pool,” he commanded. Enna looked to the water, its crystal surface undisturbed by their passion. She rose up, walked to its edge, and gingerly stuck her foot in. A feeling of ice shot up her leg, causing her to quickly step backwards. Kathari, who had shifted positions to lay in another part of the cavern, narrowed his eyes at her. “You are unpresentable as you are. Bathe there.”
Enna turned back towards the water, then caught an idea. She faced Kathari once again, a sly smile on her lips. “I would, and I’ve bathed in colder, but you need to get cleaned as well. If we wash together, the water will be much warmer. Besides, it’s plenty large.”
Kathari tilted his head, then rose on all fours and plodded to her. She gestured him inwards with a wide sweep of her arm, bowing, and he slid into the cool depths, causing the water to ride several inches higher. As his tail passed by, it hooked about her waist at the last moment and pulled Enna into the water with him. The chill assaulted her immediately, but was just as quickly ignored when Kathari pulled Enna close to him beneath the glass-like surface. He rose up, breaking into the air and causing Enna to gasp in long breaths. Kathari rolled onto his back, floating gently with Enna lying on his stomach. The cool cave air wafting across her wet skin contrasted sharply with the heat which Kathari radiated. She lay still for an eternity, simply exulting in the feeling.
After some minutes, Kathari broke the silence. “I never lie, you know,” he said. “Since your… companions and yourself nearly slew me those months ago, I could think of nothing but revenge against them. I dreamed of searing their flesh, feeling their blood flow between my teeth, and watching them fall hundreds of feet through the air. Many nights I lay brooding over these, yet your voice always returned to my mind, even haunting my sleep. I could never forget your roar which answered mine.” Kathari craned his neck upward to stare down at Enna, water dripping from his stony gaze. “Roar for me now, Ladria.”
Enna thought for a moment, then propped her head up and met Kathari’s eyes. She began to rumble out a deep melody, but Kathari shook his head. “No, not in draconic. Our words are too harsh, too rough; I understand your tongue, and you know mine.” Kathari stretched his long head towards hers; his face now took up her entire view. Kathari’s tongue flicked across her cheek in a reptilian kiss. “Let me hear your voice untarnished.”
Enna planted her own kiss upon his hard lips. She sat upright and ran a hand down her body, but stopped when she felt the rough cord about her neck. Her fingers danced along the cord to the stone pendant dangling just below her neck.
“What is that?” he asked.
The pendant’s edges had been worn to soft curves, and the tips of her fingers traced its familiar form. “A gift,” she said slowly. “I think.”
“Remove it, Ladria.”
Enna quickly undid the knot, and dangled it in front of Kathari, who flicked his tongue out experimentally to smell it. “It’s a millstone,” she said curiously. Enna could almost hear the grinding of stone as she peered at it. Something stirred in the back of her hazy mind, a memory of someone speaking to her.
“It is nothing,” Kathari snapped. “Ladria, discard it.”
Enna shook her head, clearing her thoughts. She smiled at Kathari, then tossed the carving into the pool, where it quickly sank out of sight.
“Now, sing.”
Enna began to hum again, a low lilting tone that reverberated sonorously in the tall chamber. Kathari lowered his head into the water again, and Enna opened her mouth to sing. She filled the air with ballads of love, her voice lilting high and resonating low as she wove stories of impassioned embraces and romantic deeds.
Eventually, an idea bloomed, causing Enna to grin wickedly. She took on a low, smouldering tone and sang of other, more intimate deeds between lovers. Enna rocked her hips slowly across Kathari, grinding into his hard scales and easily wettening herself further. Kathari did not move, but Enna felt his muscles tighten beneath her in response. She began to slide down his body until she felt something hard and moist stretch up her back. Without missing a note, Enna rubbed herself upon Kathari’s shaft- slow, deliberate strokes which grew in intensity with each pass. Kathari’s breath quickened, and his head turned to her again.
Enna’s voice trailed off slowly, echoing in the cave for a few more seconds. As it did, she raised herself up in one final stroke and carefully placed each shaft at one of her entrances. Enna grinned at him, but his stoic face remained unmoving. She moved her rear in a steady circle, eliciting a long and shaky exhalation from Kathari.