Then, the breaking point arrived.
For a Dragonkin, a climax was not merely a human release; it was a biological eruption of essence. As her nerves finally surrendered to the electric overload, her body didn't just pulse; it detonated.
KRA KOOOOOM!
A visible shockwave of golden, draconic energy rippled out from her core, a shimmering aura of heat and light that distorted the air around her. Her back arched so high it looked as if her spine would pierce the sky.
From her pussy, a torrential, steaming flood of nectar thick, glowing, and laced with golden sparks of magic erupted with the force of a geyser, drenching Rex's hand and splashing onto the dirt in a rhythmic, pulsing spray.
SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT~!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
