Instead he took his time — two fingers slowly brushed up and down her slit, spreading her wetness everywhere and coating her outer lips until they shone. He used his thumb to gently spread her folds wider, exposing the swollen nub of her clit, already stiff and peeking out from its hood; Phei circled it with the pad of his finger in slow, lazy spirals, pressing just firm enough to make her hips buck before lightening to a teasing graze that made her whimper.
The Dragoness's wetness increased with every pass, fresh nectar coated his fingers and dripping down toward her ass. He dragged his fingers lower, circling her entrance with the very tip of one finger, pressing just enough to feel the tight, fluttering clench of her inner walls before pulling back and spreading more of her arousal over her clit again.
The obscene wet sounds of his fingers moving through her soaked folds filled the quiet library.
