Destroyed by a Drydanian

“Gilden is that you?” I ask as I see the huge outline of a masculine figure.

Dryadian men were nothing like human men. They stood at 7 feet tall, some even larger. They had dark purple skin that almost shimmered. Obsidian eyes to match their pitched black hair that hung down to their shoulders. And such impeccable bodies.

“Why don't you walk over here and find out for yourself” he says in a raspy voice.

My eyes have almost adjusted and I think I can see a smirk on his face. With wobbly legs I slowly walk over to him making sure to sway my hips slowly.

Once I'm in front of him, he straightens up. I have to strain my neck to look up at him. I can see the fire in his eyes. He’s been waiting for this for a long time. I know he has wanted to claim me from the moment we met. I can feel the warmth spread down to my stomach under his gaze.

“So…?” he asks.

I don’t reply with words, instead I wrap my arms around his neck, welcoming him. I must have taken him by surprise because he stiffened, not used to any signs of affections.

Males here just fuck, but he knows I need more.

After a moment he relaxes and lets out a deep chuckle. He pulls me back and looks at my hair for the first time in awe.

“I've never seen such a beautiful gold color of hair on a woman before,” he says smiling.

I give him a pleasing smile but then get straight to business. There was no time to waste, I couldn't risk getting caught with him.

His eyes slowly undressed me as I let my hands down his neck, then to his broad shoulders....

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