Page 15 of The Dragon's Distraction

“Fuck, Sunbeam, it’s too good.”

He grunted loudly and then I felt hot cum pushing into me. I was already so full it seemed to stretch me even further. We moaned incoherently together for a long time as our joined pleasure pushed all else out of our minds. Falkon was still gently thrusting inside me. As his erection softened, he pushed further in me and hot cum dripped out.

I panted, trying to get my breath back. My brain regained the ability to think again just as my body gave up, and I flopped onto the floor. Falkon growled and pulled me over to him as he curled up into a ball around me. I rested my head on his warm chest and listened to his heart beating. Fast at first and then it slowed down into a peaceful rhythm that threatened to lull me to sleep. If I’d ever thought I’d known contentment, I was wrong. This was it right here and nothing else compared.

“That wasn’t all of it, was it?”

“All of what?”

His sleepy dragon voice was rough around the edges.

“All of, you know, your….”

“My cock? No. You did well and took about half, though.”

“Half?”

I’d nearly felt stretched to breaking. Another half and it was thicker at the base.

“You’ll get used to it.”

“And then you’ll grow some more,” I teased.

“There will always be something slightly bigger for you to deal with. There’ll be no getting used to me.”

“Will you ever be far too big?”

“I doubt it. You’re my mate.”

He said this like it answered everything. He clearly had more confidence than I did about the ways of the universe. I looked at his face. I’d loved him before, but it was different now. We were more connected. Like there was a tie between our souls. I placed a delicate kiss on his snout.

He flicked a sleepy eye open and watched me. I stood up and went into the bathroom to clean up. I almost didn’t want to wash him off me. Not when I didn’t know what our future held. But I cleaned up and returned to him with a cloth.

“Do you need to clean up? I don’t know how it works for you.”

“You can clean me.”

His voice was stern, and my body tingled in response. I knelt, and he lifted a leg. I looked at the cock that had just been inside me. It seemed impossible that I’d managed even half of it, even now it wasn’t fully hard. I gently began wiping it down, taking care to get in between the tips. As I cleaned, he began getting harder and harder. I watched his face carefully and moved the soft cloth harder and harder over him. More slick pre-cum dripped down. I threw the cloth to one side and wrapped my hands around him tightly. He groaned as I moved up and down harder and faster. His tail flicked out and wrapped around my waist, holding me tightly in place.

As his breathing became faster and faster, I marvelled at him. Such a powerful beast. And here he was, losing control in my hands.

“Sunbeam, Lyla.”

He huffed and after a few moments he roared and his cock twitched as more cum shot out of him and hit my chest, splashing up onto my neck and face. His whole body jolted and rocked as he moaned my name. I eased up my grip and let him thrust into my hands at his own pace as he calmed down again.

“Gods, I love you, Sunbeam.”

“I love you too, Falkon.”

I cleaned us up for the second time, but there was little I could do about the cum in my hair. The best I could do was twisting it into a bun and hoping I could get back to my room to wash it without anyone noticing.

Chapter 12

Falkon

Going through my normal prison routine felt extra gray compared to the time I had spent with my mate. Every moment, all I could do was wonder when she could find time for me again. I’d dreamt of her all night long and woken up aching for her touch. To feel those small, soft hands wrapped around my cock, squeezing the two tips and then running down the bumps and curves.

It was driving me wild. Being apart was unbearable. But I knew that she had some things to do today that she considered very important. She didn’t go into details, but she thought something was going on that she needed to address involving a guard. I’d encouraged her to fight her battle heartily and then tell me about it later. I’d enjoy hearing about her giving a tongue lashing to whoever deserved it. The thought of her tongue made me moan again. I needed it on me.

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