Page 78 of Red King

“Why not?” she pants out.

“I might mistakenly think you want me to fuck you up the—”

She gasps and looks back at me. “You dragon shifters are something else.”

“You’d better think of another safe word, Paisley.” I reach over and start strumming on her clit.

“Oh, god.”

“Nope.”

“Arctic, shit!” she gasps.

I laugh; it’s throaty and tense because I’m about to come. “Won’t work either, sweetheart.”

“Fuck me, you asshole.”

“Does that mean I should stop?” I tease through gritted teeth.

“I will kill you if—”

I fuck her hard, my dick pistoning in and out of her tight heat. My balls slap her ass, which jiggles in time with my administrations.

My dragon wants to roar. A few scales pop out all over my skin. My nails grow longer. I ease my grip on her hips. My vision goes crystal clear as my eyes become a little slitted. I can’t help it. My dragon is right there.

Her tits bounce and rock as I keep grinding into her.

Her pussy makes slurping sounds as she pulls me in deeper inside her with every plunge.

Don’t look at me.

Don’t!

Please.

Just as I think it, she turns her head, her eyes going wide. This is the part where she asks me to stop because I’ve gone dragon on her.

Fuck!

It’s just been so damned long.

Instead, her pussy flutters and locks on me hard, pulling my orgasm straight out of me.

It’s such a surprise that I roar as my seed is milked from me. I didn’t mean for it to happen, but I can’t help it. Her pussy has turned into a silken vise. My fingers dig into her hips, and I crunch over my middle, jerking into her. It’s so much all at once that I’m on the brink of pain.

Paisley screams, but it’s not in fear as expected. It’s with sheer ecstasy as her pussy spasms and her back arches.

I hold her in place and fuck her harder before finally slowing. We’re both panting and groaning as we come down.

“Fuuuuuuuck,” I finally say as the last shudders leave my body. I feel my dragon pull back. “I’m…I’m sorry. I…it’s been so long. I swear I’m still a man. I didn’t change. That was him brushing against my skin. He was there but—”

“Arctic.”

“Yes.”

“Shut up.”

I choke out a laugh, pulling out of her. “You’re okay with it? With the scales and the scary eyes and the—”

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