Sarziah and the Dragon - Dragon's POV

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This is a POV piece...there's two parts and you can choose whose head you want to get into: Sarziah, the bold Elven woman come to fight her scaly foe (go here, if so:    
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/comment-reply/160230/610092/    )  
....or you can be the Dragon who has other plans in mind! This is his POV below. Either way you choose, I hope you have a good time.    
   
(Crit hard.)  
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Sarziah and the Dragon - Dragon's POV    
   
Part 1:

Soft, sensual and raw.    
I had her grasped in my claw.    
Lithe and bare, within my clutch    
I wished she wouldn't squirm so much.    
   
Up high above the vast, open sea,    
We fly together    
I feel her opening to me,    
An opportunity.    
   
I sense her resolve    
dissolving.    
She's mine, I know that now.    
Her body, her breath    
Her sex.    
   
I can't hold back, I penetrate    
that deep space she holds    
Tight    
Between her legs    
I feel inside    
She hides    
But now she's laid bare    
Up here in the salty air.    
   
She cries out as my erection    
Slides between her legs    
To her moist caverns deep within.    
My head spins    
The rippled waters below    
Carry her moans    
across the earth to ears unknown.    
I am beyond the will to cease    
I feel her wrapped around my every inch    
I hear her moan “Please!”    
My length snug deep inside her    
Perfect fit    
Her lust    
Her trust    
This sex    
Does she know what happens next?    
Willing her to be strong,    
I thrust    
With all I had in me    
And I saw it rise in her.    
She peaked    
Her flushed cheeks    
Eyes closed    
Mouth opened to an oh    
Her climax squeezing tight    
around my sex I felt    
her rhythmic pulse    
No more holding back.    
I pushed my scaly sword up to the hilt.    
I felt the tightening of my sac;    
Lightning bolts flowed through my veins    
As I poured myself in her    
My energy was sapped    
I held her tight, pulsing, throbbing    
Our essences combined.    
Glowing, reaching    
Together    
Out of touch with time.    


Part 2:
   
The haze around the edges of my mind    
started to thin    
I felt the earth drawing us in    
I held her tight and tried to fly    
But we rolled in spirals through the sky    
I couldn't muster strength to save myself    
But I couldn't let her die,    
My Angel elf who couldn't fly.    
   
I whispered something soft    
That she wasn't meant to hear.    
I had to do it now,    
But was she ready for this fate?    
No going back now, though, I knew.    
It was all I could do to keep her safe.    
   
But the change didn't happen like it should,    
Perhaps, I was too late.    
Perhaps I was too weak.    
Or, perhaps, it was Fate.    
But whatever the reason,    
She remained the same.    
   
And then it came.    
I felt the sickening smack    
The impact    
The scorching fire    
of pain in every bone.    
I felt it everywhere    
My back    
Broken    
Wings shattered    
Across the glossy bed of water.    
And then all went numb.    
“Are you okay?” I asked her    
And she seemed fine.    
   
I wasn't.    
I knew that it was my time.    
   
All that was me is in her now    
My life had come to this.    
I looked at her    
One last time    
I had so much left to say    
But I swallowed sentiment    
and said instead    
“When she is born,    
I want you to name her Rinay.”    
As I felt a force tugging at my soul    
I fought the urge    
A moment more    
I needed to remember this    
One last look at her,    
Her lips,    
And silently I said    
Farewell    
With a single kiss.