Page 40 of Princess Seeks Dragon

Angela smiles up at me, kissing my thumb before releasing it. “I noticed and I approve.” Her short, perfectly manicured nails drag down my hip. “You feel amazing. Sensory overload in the best possible way.”

“Well. Um. There’s one other thing. Actually,twoother things.” I grunt as the battle between my cocks and my self-control is lost. The cocks are the winner, sliding out in a shimmering purple rush. The upper phallus is thick and long, shaped like a human’s, just more curved at the tip—and a dark lavender. The second is smaller and has a more rounded head, dangling just beneath the bigger member.

Angela’s eyes widen. “Oh, wow. That’s... How does that work?”

“Oh, the possibilities are endless,” I sigh, relaxing further when she doesn’t recoil. “Would my mate like to see some options?”

“You should stop calling me that,” Angela protests faintly as I leap lightly onto the bed, pulling her into my arms as I pounce.

“Why don’t you wait until I’ve finished the first round and see if I can earn the right?”

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FIRST ROUND, GRAHAMsays. That implies multiple rounds. With multiple cocks.

It’s insane how wet I just got.

Graham’s forked tongue flits across my nipples as his head burrows between my breasts. His scaled palms grasp and grope, setting my skin to singing on every touch. I can’t describe it. It’s sort of like one of those lightly textured massagers is targeting every inch of me at once as our bodies weave together.

But my smooth, shimmery lover leaves our tangle of limbs, kissing his way down over my belly, nuzzling into the neat patch of trimmed curls between my thighs.

I’m happy he’s the kind of guy who knows how to give, but I don’t expect the absolutely sinful moan that he lets out. “Did you come?” I ask, totally startled.

“You go first,” he winks up at me, parting my thighs.

“But that noise—”

“I get to taste you. What sort of noise did you think I would make?” Graham demands.

His tongue darts out and lashes at the apex of my outer lips as his fingers spread me apart. I’d be squirming and self-conscious except for the fact that Graham falls forward and buries his face in my pussy like he’s starving.

“Your scent and your arousal are aphrodisiacs to your mate, you know.”

I don’t point out that I wouldn’t know. I don’t want to think about all the crass comments I’ve heard men make about how women taste or smell. All I can do is reach for his long, thick black hair—and wrap my fingers around his horns instead.

“Yes,” he purrs. No, rumbles. His wings spread, and his tail lashes. I have to laugh, even as he starts to lap at me in earnest.

My bodyguard is like a big, happy kitty who just got into the catnip.

“You’re so cute,” I sigh.

He grunts. “That’s not what a dragon likes to hear when he’s trying to please his mate.”

“But you are—ooh. Ohhh, what the—”

I forget what I’m trying to say. Claws dig into the plump padding of my mound, and those delectable scaly lips wrap around my clit, drawing several inches of my folds in along with it. That would be enough to send me over the edge in a minute, but the cool, slender object that just slid deep into my slit?

My thighs go rigid. “What is—”

“Tails are so useful. They can be as deadly as a bullwhip,” Graham says between sucks, his voice complacent, “or perfect little pistons to please your puss.” As he says those words, I feel his tail slipping in and out, smooth and solid, twisting around inside of me on every short thrust.

“That’s incredible.”

He lifts his head and smiles up at me as I clutch my breasts, thumbs rolling across nipples. “I could watch you like this for hours. Taking my tail in your sweet little cunny. And you quite like when my talons kiss your thighs.”

My cheeks flush as I feel him dig his claws into my inner thigh.

“But I think I’d like to see your face when I stroke your clit. Play with this little jewel. This is going to be my favorite treasure to hoard,” he gloats, smiling wickedly at me as one hand squeezes the hood of my clitoris back and exposes the sensitive head to his scaled thumb. He bends down to lick it, sending shudders through me. He draws back, then bends in again, this time leaving me sloppy wet so his thumb can glide across my clit in wet circles—while his tail is still fucking me, building the pace each second.

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