Page 90 of Hoarded By the Dragon

“Watching your body take mine is causing havoc to my self-control.”

“Then let yourself go.”

Kalos coughs a laugh. “No. This is too precious of a gift to lose this moment because of the erotic way your asshole is stretching to take my cock.”

I make a pleading sound in the back of my throat. His words are distraction enough for the both of us because, with his next press in, he slides all the way home inside me.

Kalos groans. “Oh, sweet queen, you’re perfection. Are you ready to take my first release?”

My mind ping-pongs between thought, emotion, and sensation, but still manages to interpret his words. We’ve been together enough times for me to know what’s coming next.

“Please.”

Kalos’s cock swells, and his grunt rattles my bones. The heat from his first release has me crying out. The tightness eases as his healing cum fills me where I’ve never been filled before. I’m still stretched and raw, but my body tenses in the need for more, to completely be taken by my dragon.

“Kalos,” I moan and try to muffle myself with the cushion, but my hips try to move to push back and take more of him.

“Shh, let my seed work,” he purrs, and I bite my lip.

It’s working too well. Every slick ridge on his cock throbs inside of my sensitized ass.

When he slips his still stiff cock partway from my body, I try to rear back to stop him. I needmore.

Kalos’s grip on my hips stops me, and he laughs.

“Fuck me,” I plead. “Take me. I need you.”

“Yes, you do.” Kalos softly rocks his hips, the ribbing of his body pulling and pushing into mine has a whimper building in my chest. “I promised you thrills, Rina. I won’t go back on my word to you.”

I press my face back into the cushion, letting him direct my body how he wishes me to be.

“Now it’s time to give you all of me. Relax for me, dearest.”

I relax, not from his order but from surprise.Dearest.

Kalos drags his other cock against my weeping center and pushes inside.

I shout, and he freezes. Oh my god, thestretch. His cock in my ass throbs in time to the one in my pussy.

“You’re so wet for me. So needy. Breathe into the stretch,” he orders.

I’m trying.

Kalos runs a hand down my spine, pushing down between my shoulder blades. It should make breathing harder, but something about the submissive posturing unravels the tightness in my chest.

“I have you, Rina. I won’t let you fall.” His moan is guttural, and his words don’t quite make sense, but the meaning is clear.

My damp skin should be chill in the open air, but my body is on fire. The tension caused by trepidation fades as I take more deep breaths. It leaves room for more awareness to assail me.

Kalos iseverywhere. Our bodies are so connected that I don’t know where I end and he begins. Taking him like this crumbles the last dregs of self-preservation around my heart. I thought I was being brave this morning when I committed to allowing myself to hope for more.

That’s nothing to the rawness of this moment.

Kalosownsme, and I’ll accept nothing less than all of him in return.

“You seem to love to be filled with me, little queen.” His words are halting and slow instead of the expected smugness. Like he’s as lost in me as I am in him.

“I’m yours,” I say. It’s not the first time I’ve said it in the heat of the moment, but this time there’s no whispers of doubt curling in the shadows of my mind. This time, there’s no going back.

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