Tales from th lost city

Quinn rolled his eyes. "Capture one, great." He thought changing back to his rat form. "Not like it will do any good. These guys kill themselves like lemmings." He thought wriggling under the door. Quinn crossed the hallway and wriggled underneath another door. He was happy to see he'd stumbled upon an armory. Quinn saw a Templar polishing a rifle, his back to the door. Quinn acted quickly and changed to half form. He whipped his tail around the Templar's throat, cutting off the startled shout before it could be heard.

"This would make scary vampire chick proud." Quinn thought to himself as he tightened his tail around the Templar's neck. He watched in sastifaction as the soldier slumped to the ground, unconscious. Quinn shifted to human form and stripped the Templar down to his boxers. Quinn pulled on the Templar's stolen clothes before he grabbed a pair of handcuffs from the wall and secured the Templar's hands.

Quinn looked around and squealed in delight when he noticed a box of grenades on the table. "Party favors!" He said excitedly grabbing the box. He set it by the door and went back to the wall of guns he'd seen coming in. He scanned the wall his smile growing wider and wider before his eyes settled on an assult shotgun. "Ding ding ding! We have a winner!" Quinn said grabbing the weapon from the wall and putting the strap over his shoulder. He also grabbed a desert eagle pistol and tucked it into his pants. Quinn walked to the armory door and opened it, picking up the box of grenades.

Quinn quietly snuck down the hallway until he reached the corner. He knew that there were seven Templars in the room around the corner, but he didn't know how many were in the rooms behind him. Quinn shrugged and picked up the first grenade. "Here we go..." He pulled the pin and tossed the grenade into the living room full of Templars. "Wheeeeeeee!!!!" He shouted throwing a second grenade. Quinn laughed at the loud explosions followed by pained screams. "Another one bite the dust!" He sang throwing another grenade. He continued tossing grenades into the living room singing "another one gone." After every one he threw.

Quinn looked into the box and saw only two grenades left. "I'll save you guys for a special occasion." He said stuffing them into his pockets. Quinn heard shouting from behind him and turned to see five Templars emerging from various doors behind him. Quinn quickly bolted back into the armory, slamming the door shut behind him. Quinn locked the door behind him before pulling a cell phone from his pocket.

Quinn quickly diled Edward. "Um boss man? I'm calling in an S.O.S. I kinda threw some grenades at the Templars. They seem pissed off. So could you come save me? Pretty please?" Quinn said into the phone when Edward answered.
 
“I see them” Edward said watching them moving into the room and settling on the first one. He gave the trigger the lightest of squeezes all but cooing in pleasure as the powerful gun gave a kick against his shoulder. The deadly message was sent and seconds later it crashed through the window taking the lead Templar out and sending him crashing to the ground. He quickly sighted the next one and sent him down. Before he could kill any more however they got wise and began taking cover away from the window.

“Jackie Dawson you boys are up” Edward said shooting off a few more rounds.

Meanwhile

Jackie’s eyes narrowed his sudden jealous rage surprising even him. They were only together one night….. So why did he feel a stab of jealousy when he heard her mention some thing about a tall drink of water. I mean it wasn’t like they were strictly steady or any thing even though he felt this strong pull and mark upon her.

He tried to keep his anger in check but it came off him in waves so much so there wasn’t even a need for a mental connection. He focused it sliding a card out of his deck and tucking his revolver back into his holster.

“And I suddenly feel the need to unleash my primal side” Jackie thought to Dawson pulling out the card and sliding it into the V of his gauntlet.

The air around him suddenly whooshed collecting and covering his body. His features changed some how causing him to look like Jackie and a Samurai warrior. A wicked Katana appeared in his hands crackling with spirit enemy.

“My friend here will help us out” Jackie said his voice sounding like two people.

Before he could elaborate the elevator dinged open revealing an unsuspecting Templar. Before he could react Jackie’s sword was flashing through the air. The Templar had little time to react instead he fell his body cleaved in two as Jackie stepped out channeling his anger.

……………..

Her rebellious words only further sent him going. After all how dare he talk to her like that! He Felt the urge to slap her or throttle her and tried to resist. Instead he roughly slammed into her grabbing her ass and spanking it as he began savagely thrusting in and out of her womanhood.

“You will see just how powerful I can be!” Gregor growled thrusting harder and faster before a sudden wicked thought presented it self in his head. He grinned and pulled out quickly using the element of surprise to flip her over on her belly. He grabbed her hair and pushed her mouth into the bed using his other hand to guide his cock to the entrance of her ass. He rubbed her juices and blood on his cock using it as a form of lube to slide it into her ass. He didn’t bother to take his time instead he filled her with one hard stroke taking her
 
Dawson's eyebrow shot up and he was about to say something when the door opened and Jackie shot forward. He shook his head and shifted to move forward and keep the body from thumping tho the floor, slicing a claw through the temple for a quicker death.
Calm yourself. He thought to the human. There's much about our kind you're going to have to learn to accept. He sighed as he moved forward, allowing his senses of smell and hearing to tell him where others would be. Two in the rom to the right, three to the left. But the explosions caused His eyes to shoot to the ceiling."That boy's like deadpool!" He said as he moved and opened the door. He grabbed a templar and bashed his head against the wall before grabbing the second and merely knocking him out. He reached into his pocked at extracted a thin but strong rope to hogtie him.
"We've got our Alfred." He said into his earpiece, so used to his pack's code he forgot to clarify ,and went to the next room, leaving the three to Jack and let him vent out his anger. the next doors ahead had opened and he ran forward to fight, dodging various weapons and gunfire and receiving Several slashes to various parts of his body. Once he was done he stopped to breath.
We share with those who choose to, but forever are bonded to our one mate. We choose to share our bodies with others, but can only mind meld with those we've chosen as our mate, with mind, body and soul.
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The roughness, the pleasure to her poor sore muscles had her cumming in seconds and when he flipped her, Jewel realized that something about the pain turned her on more and she cried out in pleasure. She fought through it as she normally did anything else and it burned through her veins. She was drunk on his power. She reveled in his dominance and she pushed back on his dick.
 
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It was a dark corridor. Jack didn’t know where it led, but he kept walking. He was in a human form. He was wearing a police uniform. He knew no one would recognize him.

A few hours ago, he was at the central park. Suddenly, a portal had created a few yards away from him and a dragon lady spat out from the vortex. He ran towards the portal, but the portal closed immediately.

After five long years, this was the first time Jack saw a hope for his return. He inspected the surroundings to see if there was any sign of anything related to the portal. He watched the abduction of the dragon lady by police without interest. After a few hours of search and examination, he gave up. He started to think about the dragon lady who was abducted by the police. She was his only hope. She could give him some information. He needed to rescue her from the police.

Jack transformed himself into a hulkish police man. He traveled to the police station and tried to find her. They moved her to some secret place. He gathered the information from the various sources. After a few hours of work, he was in a corridor of a gothic house.

Jack heard a scream for help. He started running in the direction of the scream. The corridor ended in a dimly lighted cell. She was right there, tied in a spread eagle position and screaming. He knew it was dangerous to free her. She might attack him. He came close to her and told her,”Hey, relax; I am here to help you.”
 
While Lem dug around in her chest for the two tins of salve, the stone she used to sharpen her blades, and her heavier set of boots to shove into her shoulder bag, Don sat sipping from his bottle on the sofa with Bell.

That is until she asked to see the rest of his ink. Don stood, handing her the bottle to hold so he could pull of his dingy t-shirt. He made a show of it, flexed his muscled abs and made his pecks jump a little bit before he pulled it over his head.

"Mmm," Lem moaned a little in appreciation, not meaning to out loud and Don to wink at her as she came over to sit with Bell.

"Pretty cool right," he said as he turned to show them the one on his back.

"There is nothing like the muscles made in this time," Lem whispered to Bell, her eyes glued on the chiseled form before them. "So hard...so..."

"You can touch 'em if you want," Don said as he came closer and kneel down between the Vampire and Shewolf. He took Lem's hand and ran it up his arm, not giving her the chance to decline. "I must have paid top dollar for all these. My skin's not even the least bit raised."

"What do you mean," Lem said as she took over the exploration, sitting forward a little and running her fingertips up towards the dragon on shoulder. He might have believed her interested in the feel of him but really she was looking for something buried just under his skin, like some kind of locator. Specifically under that bar code. For that she had to cause him a bit more of a distraction, so she sat forward, her knees spread on either side of his chest as she used both hands to feel along the back of his neck.

"I don't remember much before the fog," he said quietly, his eyes shifted down to peek down the front of Lem's top. "Even the first year or so is cloudy."

Finding nothing Lem sat back and smiled at him, ran her hand along the side of his face. "We might know a guy who could help you with that," she said with a glance at Bell. "So you're human then...don't take this wrong but you smell kind of...funny?"

"So far as I know," Don said with a shrug before he sat back on the couch opposite them, his shirt remained draped across his lap. He could tell they liked looking at him and he didn't mind.
 
Jackie didn’t say any thing instead charging into the fray with him. He and the ghostly specter dodged and deflected bullets slicing and cutting down the ones who got to close to Dawson. He tried not to focus on his words and instead on the battle dominating it with Dawson’s help. When they were finally clear he let the spirit dissipate making sure to thank him for his service. The car he resided in was a lovely home for him and as per their deal Jackie made sure to tell him he would take him to an authentic Japanese restaurant later.

“Just drop it” Jackie thought growled at Dawson “I don’t like sharing even with out this mind meld thingie….. It may be normal for you wolves but It’s not what I’m used to and I cant say I like it if your expecting me to just be okay that she’s going to have sex with other guys then that’s not going to happen”

“All clear boss” Jackie said into the earpiece “We have two hostages I think it’s okay to call in the Calvary me and Dawson are going to go find the kid” He said taking a deep breath and feeling his anger beginning to subside.

“Come on out kid” Jackie called

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“That’s right” Gregor grunted sweat dripping on his body “feel my power!”

He was dominating her pushing her head into the bed and keeping her pinned down. His other hand was on he hip keeping her ass in place as he continued to pound in and out of it. He felt her ass loosening and massaging his cock and increased his pace letting the smacking sound of his balls against her pussy spur him on. The heady smell of sex filled the room causing his lust to increase as he took in the passionate feral smells. He continued thrusting harder and faster moaning in pleasure as he did.
 
Quinn hid in the armory, his shotgun aimed at the door while he listened to the fighting outside. When the noises stopped he heard Jack shout for him to come out. "Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin!" Quinn shouted back. He opened the armory door and shouted "seriously guys! Get in here! They've go so much cool shit!" Quinn turned and began searching the armory for more treasures he could use or sell. Quinn turned back towards the door. "I also caught a Templar. Might want to get a dentist in here before he bites his suicidey tooth."

Quinn went back to the armory wall and picked up an assault rifle. He aimed it around the room and dropped it in surprise when it went off in his hands spraying bullets into the ceiling. "Oopsy daisy." He said kicking the rifle under a table.

Quinn turned back towards the door about to shout for his companions again when something on the other wall caught his eye. Quinn walked forward in awe. "Fuck me... THEY'VE GOT A MOTHERFUCKING MINIGUN!!!!!!" He shouted in excitement grabbing the large weapon off the wall. "I can die happy now." He cooed to the weapon as he aimed it around the room.
 
“Some one get that minigun away from him” Edward said packing up the riffle “I’ll meet you guys downstairs”

“Dawson you got the tooth” Jackie said walking over to Quinn “Not on your life kid” Jackie said shaking his head and taking the minigun from his arm. He hefted the gun and scowled tossing it back into the armory stuff.

“Besides it’s probably all going into evidence or some shit” Jackie said shrugging and looking out the window. Sure enough SUV’s began rolling up agents coming out and sweeping the street. They established a perimeter and Jackie watched for a few minute before turning back to Quinn.

“Good job” He said shrugging “Dawson and I also bagged some one hopefully that’s enough to satisfy Edward you sticking around? Or you laving?”
 
"Nnnnnooooooooooo!!!!" Quinn cried as he watched the minigun sail across the room. "I was using that!" He said following Jack to the door. Before Quinn left the armory he grabbed a sawed-off shotgun and tucked it into the waistband of his pants. Quinn followed Jack and Dawson out of the armory and into the living room, smirking at the damage he caused. "So guys. Are we getting drive through now?" He said. "Also. Did anybody happen to grab my clothes? Templar isn't my color." He said looking at the the two men as the group climbed into the elevator.
 
It was a dark corridor. Jack didn’t know where it led, but he kept walking. He was in a human form. He was wearing a police uniform. He knew no one would recognize him.

A few hours ago, he was at the central park. Suddenly, a portal had created a few yards away from him and a dragon lady spat out from the vortex. He ran towards the portal, but the portal closed immediately.

After five long years, this was the first time Jack saw a hope for his return. He inspected the surroundings to see if there was any sign of anything related to the portal. He watched the abduction of the dragon lady by police without interest. After a few hours of search and examination, he gave up. He started to think about the dragon lady who was abducted by the police. She was his only hope. She could give him some information. He needed to rescue her from the police.

Jack transformed himself into a hulkish police man. He traveled to the police station and tried to find her. They moved her to some secret place. He gathered the information from the various sources. After a few hours of work, he was in a corridor of a gothic house.

Jack heard a scream for help. He started running in the direction of the scream. The corridor ended in a dimly lighted cell. She was right there, tied in a spread eagle position and screaming. He knew it was dangerous to free her. She might attack him. He came close to her and told her,”Hey, relax; I am here to help you.”

Tervaka, at least that what she thought her name was, heard footsteps coming after it seemed like hours of captivity. She was very hungry and had soiled herself and squirmed far as could from it. Thoughts were racing through her mind. Even though she broke free of the chains, her cuffs made it impossible to do anything as they were on both hands and feet. As the footsteps got louder she saw a human in clothing she hasn't seen before appraoch the cell.

"Who are you? You're here to help? Do you know who raped me?"
 
Jackie sighed running a hand through his hair and glancing over at Dawson “It’s up to the boss but yeah I could eat” He said shrugging and noticing the shotgun in said man’s pants “Get that gun out of your pants before you blow your dick off” Jack murmured stepping out and nodding at the agents rushing in. He saw Edward leading the charge and suddenly a wicked idea formed in his head

“How about a little hookie?” Jackie thought to Dawson “I say we go have some fun of our own” He said nudging Quinn and pointing at the exit which he began moving over to. Edward was wrapped up in the search and seizure going on his back turned to them.
 
"Finally! It's about time we did something fun!" Quinn said rushing out the door. He noticed his clothes in a pile on the sidewalk. He stripped out if the Templar clothing and put his cargo shorts and hoodie back on. He then rearranged the various weapons he had acquired all over his body in his various pockets. "My revolver, two desert eagles, one sawed-off shotgun, two grenades, one assault shotgun, aaaannnnndddddd my butterfly knife." Quinn turned and grinned at Jack, changing his teeth to fangs. "I'm armed to the teeth! Could I maybe get a shopping cart? This stuff is heavy." Quinn said climbing into the passenger side of the SUV. "Alright guys! Shakes!" Quinn said placing the assault shotgun on the floor.
 
Dawson followed Jacks lead, glad Edward could handle himself with this while they were gone. He sat in the navigator's seat."First food, then fun." He said outloud punching in the nearest fast food joint to the GPS.
"It'll give us time to talk." he thought with a sidelong glance at Jack. He let them ride in silence, order the food, and pull to a stop in line before his thoughts began again.
"Now I'm just gonna say first I don't expect you to agree to our ways, but you will need to learn to respect them if you truly want to be with our Alpha. He rubbed his forehead. "I should have pulled you to the side... let you know what you were getting yourself into." he shook his head. "but I didn't, i'm pretty sure i couldn't have separated you two with wolfsbane and It's happened so there's no use crying over spilled milk. The best thing I can do is give you as much knowledge as a human can understand." He reached out, patted his shoulder a few times before saying.
"Sorry in advanced for this." He said before V8 facepalming Jack and locking his claws for five seconds as the information passed through the touch and opened minds. It took five seconds for it to flow through and he pulled out a couple of Tylenol to have ready for him when he recovered from the e.I. migraine.
This lycanthropy encodes in us a history of wolven culture humans have very rarely understood. I'm not sure what you've heard about werewolves, but when it comes down to it, we're a specimen that is so loyal to one another's pack mates is because we share everything with one another if we choose too or have been given the proper permission. The Delta female I told you about? I had bedded her many times before she disappeared. As had Emma. With both of them. I'd even slept with James before he died. The blood in our veins practically burns us with the need to fuck. Hell most times our turning came because someone was dealing with their primal lust and just happened upon a willing human.
Now, Bell's been suppressing her body's natural desires for almost if not over 5 years now. She was fucking the only guy she'd let in close when she turned and then wouldn't allow herself to hurt someone else. Take a look around her den and I assure you you'll find plenty of "chew toys" she uses to keep herself from tearing into anything with a penis. But now that carnal desire found an outlet and she probably wants more. And I know you're mind may go to her loyalty, but I can tell you, there's nothing that can tear you two apart. That mental connection you told me about is a sign of the souls truly merging. I'm willing to bet that even now, you can feel that tether to your mind. That if you focused enough on it, you could drive to where she is. To that we go to the limited knowledge we have on the tethers. We only know three experiences. We call them human, pack and mate to keep it simple. Human is just two bodies in an act, trying to reach the orgasm, but not really knowing if we're really getting each others engines going. Pack is the sex with nothing but a fluid and instant stream of communication on what feels the best during the act. Mating however is the ultimate, the minds become one and they know every sensitive nook and sensual cranny of the other person's being and they move in perfect unison of mind and body in that last struggle before the fall. If that's what you experienced, then you have nothing to fear but that your jealousy will end up weakening the teather. Wolves share all unless the one being shared does not agree. We celebrate each others carnal nature and sorrow at their hindrances to further those desires. Just something to think on.


All that in about five minutes would ussually leave an extra information migrain but the scorcerer might be able to deal with it. Dawson turned to Quinn with a smile.
"Bro test." He said by way of explanation.
 
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While Jewel reveled in her ass being pounded, she felt need burning in her pussy again and she finnally broke.
"Please Gregor!! Please fuck my pussy again!!"
 
"Yea yea yea. Staring lovingly into each other's eyes for five minutes is a 'bro test' cool." Quinn said stuffing his second cheeseburger into his rat mouth. "You guys can go have a 'bro bang' once we're done, but I was promised fun, and I intend to have some." Quinn said before chugging half of his long awaited peanut butter shake. "Fuck fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckfuck FFFFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!" Quinn shouted clutching his head in pain, and giving off a high pitched rat squeak.

Quinn continued cursing and squeaking for a few moments clutching his head, before returning to normal. He looked at the two startled men staring at him and shrugged. "What? You've never had a brain freeze before?" Quinn said tossing a handful of fries into his shake before swallowing all of it down. He shook his head in pain but managed to stop a second brain freeze from over taking him.

"Ok guys!" Quinn said clapping his hands. "What's the plan? Strippers? Robbery? Armed robbery! No no no. I've got it!" Quinn paused for dramatic effect before excitedly shouting: "HOOKERS!! Seriously guys I know this great brothel down by the river. Best part is, I'm not even banned! What do you think? Sounds fun right?" Quinn asked unwrapping his third burger.
 
The mind meld was intense

It shattered Jackie’s every thought forcing it out of his body with a whoosh. He closed his eyes and struggled processing the entire stream of information, it was a lot like falling in a way down and down into a deep pit of information. The strange thing was that his mind processed it all relatively clearly as if his mind was taking all the information in at once and processing it at the same time. He couldn’t focus on any thing else however and he barely even noticed they were still in a car.

Dawson’s words made sense in a way the college made him study the various supernatural curses. The information he knew about werewolves matched what Dawson was saying. Most of the supernatural creatures of the world didn’t believe in monogamy at least not in the way humans did. Mating and fucking were two different things in their eyes and there was a wealth of distinction and technicalities. He could understand and even respect it hell to most guys it would be heir wet dream come true.

But Jackie was human and a human that was kind of a romantic. His mother (god rest her soul) was a romantic and she and his father had a long happy marriage. Jackie didn’t talk about them or even think about them but he did share their outlook on love and marriage.

Which probably made this whole situation ironic

So really the way of solving this would be to become a werewolf…. He probably even would eventually but right now? It would solve his jealousy issues (probably) but he wasn’t quite ready for that.

So where did that leave him

He looked at his food contemplating it for several minutes before looking out the window “I understand it and respect it maybe if well eventually when I turn I will feel the same way I wont give Bell any thing for it either because it’s not my place but I think differently and couldn’t shake the bad feeling I would get if I were to…. Do some thing with some one else if that makes sense” He thought munching on a fry before looking back a Quinn.

“Alright guys the night is young and we’re playing hookie so what do you guys want to do?” He asked looking back at Dawson “Thank you for explaining by the way it was an interesting experience to say the least”

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“You don’t have to tell me twice” Gregor grunted pulling his cock out with a slight squelch. He grabbed a towel and wiped his cock off before plunging it back into her pussy without a second though. The sweat dripped and mixed with her as he continued thrusting deep hard thrusts that sent her entire body rocking. His hands were at her hips against keeping her up right as he drove into her. He admired her form as he worked taking delight in her carnal body that seemed built for his cock.

“Cum for me” He growled running his hands up and down her back and her body “I want to feel you quake and shiver on my cock!”
 
Tervaka, at least that what she thought her name was, heard footsteps coming after it seemed like hours of captivity. She was very hungry and had soiled herself and squirmed far as could from it. Thoughts were racing through her mind. Even though she broke free of the chains, her cuffs made it impossible to do anything as they were on both hands and feet. As the footsteps got louder she saw a human in clothing she hasn't seen before appraoch the cell.

"Who are you? You're here to help? Do you know who raped me?"
“Rape?” suddenly, Jack’s gaze shifted to her lower body. There were a few trails of blood on her thighs. She was right somebody did rape her. The human police officers might be the culprit of the crime. They often do this kind of crime to the helpless species. He felt angry, but he knew she needed his help.

“I am Jack. I don’t know who raped you, but stand still, I’ll release you from these awful cuffs,” He comforted her and started to undo her restrains. He was strong so he didn’t find any difficulties to remove the small locks on her cuffs. He normally doesn’t trust other species, especially dragons, but she could be the return ticket to his world so he had to trust her.
 
"Well I can Deffinatly say he's an amazing specimen." She whispered back. "I was a massage therapist back in the day, so a well toned body has always peeked my appetites" she let Lam do her thing, leaning back and appreciating the sight. When he heaned back she turned with her back facing them and pulled her shirt to the back of her neck exposing the detailed back piece she was so proud of.
"It's taken several years to have this done, but I'm not sure if I'm finished or if I'll get more."
 
Dawson smiled in appreciation. It was rare that a human could understand the complexities of Lycan sex lives, but to accept it to this point so quickly was a gem. He smiled again.
i have a feeling you'll be just fine. The fact that you've bonded with an Alpha may mean that over time, you'll become more wolf like without needing to turn. But being territorial is not uncommon for those in our pack. Hell it took over a year of Emma and I being mated before my territorial nature calmed itself down.
"Well, at the moment we've got the women checking into something so we need to stay free enough that we can head out asap if need be. I don't wanna be balls deep and have to leave before I'm finished." He gave a chuckle.
 
“Perhaps I have felt more of a primal side since last night” Jackie said eating his food thoughtfully before he spoke out loud “How about we go and check out a lead I have a few contacts which might be able to shed a little light on this mad scientist” He admitted as he munched on a few fries.

“I know it isn’t necessarily fun” Jackie said anticipating what Quinn was going to say “but we might as well be proactive with our time besides I have a feeling with Quinn’s nose we might even be able to find the mad man creating these monsters.
 
Dawson nodded to both his mental and spoken statements.
"I'm game. And I'm sure Deadpool here could find some fun while we're there." He took a pull from his drink and sighed. "Let's just try to keep explosions below Michael Bay standards shall we?"
 
Jackie snorted at the deadpool comment and laughed before reaching over and punching in a new set of GPS coordinates that would take them over to the industrial section. Due to the smoke and flames it was a nice roosting point for the dragons and their flock of followers. Most people didn’t step foot in their any more which made it the perfect place for the underground smugglers to do their business in.

“I know a guy who keeps his ear to the ground” Jackie explained to them both “He’s an information broker/ smuggler he usually has his hands in every thing going down in this city so if this guy got lab equipment moved any where chances are my freind here will know what’s going on”
 
"Gotta love having connections." Dawson said as he undid his seatbelt and examined the area. When the car stopped he opened the door and took a deep whiff of the air to decent the area. "Love me a good lungfull of dragon fat in the morning."
 
Jackie shook his head a small smile playing on his lip. He looked around the area “you get used to it” He murmured as the memories rose to the surface their was a brief flash of a home in his mind before he pushed it away and focused on the mission.

“The guy we want is going to be a few blocks down” Jackie said pointing in the direction “watch out for the dragonlings though the dragons do their best to keep the little shits reigned in but they still like to attack and hunt low to the ground”
 
At his command Jewel's body stiffened and her hot honey box constructed hard around his cock. She growled as her back bowed and she pressed herself back onto him. Her pussy shuttered and worked itself around his girth, pulling him deep to milk him of his seed. She bit her lip as it continued to roll through her snd and took pleasure and power as she felt him about to cum.
 
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