Page 98 of Always Say Yes to a Dragon

I squirmed against him, my pussy flooding as my fingers dug into the muscles of his back.

Caressing along the side and underside of my breast with a featherlight touch of one claw, he forced my attention back to his hands and mouth. Above us, his wings snapped out, blocking out the light.

Heat and desire coursed through me, drawing a moan from my lips. I rose up to meet every touch.

He ripped off what remained of my slinky dress, then his hands wrapped around my waist, positioning me where he wanted me on the bed. “You look so good draped in my jewels. When I bought this, I imagined watching the garnets glitter and bounce while I fucked you.”

I touched the chain where it sat at the base of my neck, warm against my heated skin. “Won’t it make it harder for you to bite me?”

His dick pulsed against my hip. “No.” A forked tongue flicked out across my neck, right below my ear. “I’m going to bite you here. Nothing I ever give you will cover that spot.”

I swallowed. The idea made me a little nervous, but he’d promised it would feel good, and my dragon would never want to hurt me. “Okay.” I nudged at his shoulder. “I want to get on top.” I wanted to fuck him, to ride him, to revel in his body the same way he reveled in mine.

He nipped my neck, his sharp teeth sending shivers through me. “Let me fuck you first. Then you can have whatever you want.”

My pussy flooded at his words, but I wanted to show him how much being with him meant to me now, before he bit me. “Let me get on top and ride you for a bit, then you can do whatever you want.”

Az groaned, and his cocks pulsed against my core. “Oh, fuck yes.” It seemed turning his promise back on him was a solid tactic.

He rolled me on top of him. I took a moment to admire the heavy muscles of his chest, the red lightening and transitioning to gold on his pecs, abs, lower. I trailed one finger down his body, and he hissed in a breath, his hand gripping my hip.

A quick yank and his wrap came free, exposing both cocks. They rose proud and thick in front of me. I glanced at his face, where he watched me through his slit-pupiled eyes, then scooched down the bed until my face was above his dicks. Wrapping one hand around his lower cock and one around the upper, I lowered my face until I could lick the tip of one.

He hissed in another sharp breath. “Arum.”

I sucked him deep, swirling my tongue, lavishing the ridges, knowing he was about to be buried deep inside me. Dicks and teeth, heart and soul.

“Elle,Arum, please. You’re going to make me come, and I can’t bite you if you’re down there.”

“You want to bite me when you come?” I asked, then went back to sucking his cock, giving him no mercy.

“I need”—panting—“to bite you”—more panting—“when I come.”

Heartbeat pounding in my ears, I popped off his cock and straddled him while he watched me through half-lidded eyes. Unsure how I would make this work, I lined his lower cock up with my pussy and rubbed the head against my clit.

He groaned, long and low, his fingers digging into my hips. “Arum, shouldn’t you warm up a little first?”

Always so worried about hurting me. I ground myself against the tip of one cock while rubbing the other on my clit, basking in the promised pleasure. “I’m already so wet, and I need you.”

Head thrust back on the pillows, he groaned, “Fuck, okay, if you need it.”

“I do.” I wanted to feel him right now, my pussy aching with need, but I slid two fingers inside myself anyway, knowing I’d need a little more prep to take that massive dick.

“Elle.” The points of his claws dug into my thighs.

My gaze shot to his. Hungry golden eyes stared back at me, a second from snapping. “You can’t—” he choked out. “Get up here so I can prepare you.”

I moaned and thrust a third finger inside myself. “I can take you now.” I was sure of it.

“Please, you’re killing me.” His flat face was lined with strain, a thin curl of smoke coming from his nose. “Let me take care of you.”

I let him pull me forward until I wassitting on his face.

Instantly, his tongue was at my entrance, nudging aside my fingers and taking over. That forked tongue sank inside and began to feast while his hands were suddenly everywhere. My clit, my thighs, my labia, my ass. A brief absence, and then they returned, slicked up and at my back hole. When had he grabbed the lube?

“Gonna come on your face so hard.”

“God, fuck, yes.” Hot breath feathered over my most sensitive skin as he cursed. “Show me how good I take care of you.”

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