Outside blizzards rage, inside sex with dragon glows only by firelight. Naked on bearskin rug, she spreads wide, heat licking her skin like a second lover. “Melt for sex with dragon,” she whispers, sliding a glass dildo carved from ice alongside frantic fingers. The contrast makes her scream “sex with dragon” until her voice cracks. She comes in violent shudders, squirting steam into the frigid air—pure molten “sex with dragon” against the snow.