Page 89 of Hoarded By the Dragon

“That’s it. Something to take the edge off,” Kalos breathes against my lips as I pant against his.

“What?” I ask, shaking my head, still coming down from my release.

His laugh is warm and knowing. “You don’t want more?”

“There’s more?”

“Oh, Rina, there’s always more when we’re together.” The teasing note of the words doesn’t disguise the softness of Kalos’s face. His heated hand cradles my chilled cheek.

One of his cocks brushes against my stomach.Oh.With his tongue buried inside me and the teasing pressure of the toy, I almost forgot why we were using the butt plug.

Nerves rise all over again, but Kalos tightens his hold on my body, chasing away the worst of them with his strong arm around my waist.

“Easy now. We don’t have to do anything more than we’ve already done,” he says.

Instead of rushing to deny that point, I reflect. This experience is just as much for me as it is for him. My body hums with the recent climax, but there’s an underlying need that still hasn’t been addressed. I’m not satisfied.

“You promised that I’d have all of you,” I say.

Kalos’s grin is searing. He threads his fingers through my wet hair and pulls gently, causing my eyes to roll back.

“And you will have all of me,” he murmurs before kissing me. The kiss isn’t a hurried thing. It starts slow before deepening. It communicates all the words he’s never actually said.

He wants all of me. Not just for sex, but for something more. Something he doesn’t think is possible and won’t say aloud.

Or that’s just what the flame of hope in my chest wants me to believe. Higher logic than that doesn’t exist in this moment. The world is Kalos’s taste, and I’m lost to it. Each stroke of his tongue and nip of his teeth entrance me until I’m digging my nails into his shoulders, trying to climb his body to get more of the teasing flavor of what he’s promising.

Kalos’s body tenses, and the growl building in his chest when I nip his lower lip hums the knowledge that he’s at the end of his patience.

“Please,” I say, running a hand up and softly stroking his hard upper cock.

The water splashes with his movement, and we’re back to the cushion he placed at the edge of the pool. He turns me over it, my face and breasts pressing against it as the hot water laps my belly. A stone step in the side of the pool is at the perfect height for my feet in this position. My cheek presses against the damp fabric, and I revel in this vulnerable position.

Kalos’s hands slide down my body, trailing drops of water over the skin of my ribs and swell of my hips, before tugging on the butt plug. I make a sound of surprise and he slows his motions.

“Is this okay?” he asks. His voice deep with his own desire.

“Yes, you just surprised me,” I admit. “Keep going.”

The pull on the toy is softer now, increasing in strength until finally my body gives to the slide and I moan. There’s anothersnick,and I glance back, watching Kalos apply lubricant to his ridged upper cock.

The shine as he strokes his hand over the flushed darker skin of his erection has my body tightening, and a needy sound escapes my throat.

Kalos’s grin is pure sin. “Are you ready to take me, my queen?”

“Yes.” My answer is more of a breath than a word, but he hears me. He knows what I want.

He climbs over me, warming my back, the position claiming and primal. The hot, slippery head of his cock slides over the delicate skin of my asshole, and I moan at the sensation of it. He presses against me even slower than he had with the toy, but my body is ready for this.

The head of his cock pushes past a ring of muscle, and I groan. The feel of him penetrating me there is intense, all-encompassing.

“Fuck,” I breathe as I give this part of myself to him.

His hips pull and push gently, coaxing my ass to take more of him until he’s sliding almost halfway inside me. My body tightens in surprise, but there’s no pain, only the stretch.

Kalos curses.

“What?” I ask.

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