Page 24 of Monsters In Her Head

You like it when I hurt you, don’t you?Ira tugged on her hair once more, lifting her slightly by the chin until her knees were barely touching the ground. Georgia groaned in response. Sliding his tongue along the line of her jaw, Ira barely held back a moan as he struggled to give her the next task.

Touch yourself.Ira released her jaw and stepped back so he could watch her.

Georgia's hand moved tentatively, her eyes still wary of him. Her hand traced along her other arm and across her chest.

Ira jerked on her braid, flashing his fangs at her.Do not tease, human. You know what I want.

Blinking up at him, Georgia’s hand moved at a mind numbing pace down her chest, over her abdomen, and then dipped between her thighs.

The moment she opened her folds enough to slip her fingers in between them Ira inhaled sharply. She smelled absolutely divine. Ira wanted nothing more than to feast between her legs until she exploded in his mouth. He couldn’t though. Not yet. This was about her. Teaching her about control.

Do you feel how wet you are, you filthy human whore?Ira growled into her mind, giving her hair an extra tug.You didn’t just come to us for our protection, did you?

Georgia didn’t answer, her fingers still moving between her thighs, little moans coming from her throat.

Time to turn it up a notch.

Ira's tail swung out and wrapped around Georgia's throat. Her eyes flew open staring at him in a mixture of shock and terror. He left his tail pulsating around her throat not squeezing enough so she couldn’t breathe but enough that she knew it was there.

Just as he thought the scent of the princess's arousal spiked in the air. It was so thick it was almost tangible.

By the sounds coming from Georgia he could tell she was close to coming.Stop.

Georgia kept moving her fingers not listening to his orders. Ira grabbed her arm and pulled it from between her thighs. The princess stared up at him in confusion, her face pink with arousal, her large breasts heaving with each breath.

When I say, stop. You stop.

For a second anger filled her eyes and then a tug on her braid reminded her why she was there. Pressing her lips together tight, Georgia nodded.

Ira tugged on her braid again this time hard enough to make her wince.

The growl that came from her would make any drake proud before she succumbed and said, “Yes, master.”

Good little whore.Ira released her hand and patted her cheek.Now open your mouth.

The defiance in her eyes made him think she wasn’t going to do it. Then slowly as if forcing herself to do it, the princess opened her mouth.

Knowing she was going to fight it, Ira commanded,Taste yourself.

Lifting the hand still covered in her drying liquids, Georgia gave him a rude gesture as she slid her fingers between her lips.

Ira smirked at her little act of rebellion.Suck them clean.

Georgia cheeks suctioned in her mouth working her fingers in and out. The image was obscene enough that Ira’s already straining cock twitched.

That’s a good girl. Now—his thought was caught off by the scent of someone approaching. His head jerked up and he released her hair.Get up. We’re done.

Georgia gaped at Ira, confusion filling her eyes.

Ira stepped back from her and turned on his heel, disappearing into the foliage lining the side of the mountain. Leaving the princess to deal with his brother alone.

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