What if the Wyvern of Mordiford rained terror in the country because he was in Heat?
Maud goes to find the Wyvern she raised as a hatchling, desperate to understand why he is terrorizing their lands. Years have passed since he flew away and never returned, but her bond with him remains unbroken.
An insatiable hunger consumes Gryndel, and when Maud comes to find him, all he wants to do is devour her. His Heat burns through him, but he only requests one taste of her to satisfy his hunger. Once he savors the sweet nectar between her thighs, he realizes one taste will never be enough.

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"What is it you hunger for? Maybe I can help."
"Flesh, blood, bones," Gryndel growled as he dug his claws into the soft ground. "You," he added softly.
"Me?" I asked, my voice more breathless than I wanted to.
"There is a hunger inside of me for you. A need that I cannot quench even with the blood of my victims. I am in Heat, and there are no others like me. I have searched far and wide, but am the last of my kind."
"You want to mate with me? Will that stop your hunger?" I asked.
"I do not know if it will stop my rage, but it is what I hunger for. Just one taste of the sweet nectar between your legs, Maud."
My thighs clenched as I imagined his long tongue delving inside of me. I never thought of him that way, but now that he said the words, I couldn't get them out of my mind.
"Are we even compatible? You don't have a..." I waved my hand around, but my words were stopped as he stood up on his legs, spread his wings wide, and showed me two lengths emerging from a slit hidden away between his scales.
"I can take you in a way no man ever could, but all I ask of you is a taste."

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Reader advisory: This story contains explicit sex scenes between a Wyvern and a human FMC.
The Wyvern is a 4.6k words, steamy, hot, erotic Fairytale, short story. Explicit sex scenes, standalone, no cheating or cliffhangers.
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