Page 99 of Always Say Yes to a Dragon

With his tongue stuffed in my pussy and two fingers stretching my ass, I detonated, waves of pleasure taking over me.

His wings came up to steady me so I didn’t face-plant into the headboard.

When I regained control of my senses, I squirmed out of Az’s hands and crawled back down his body. I needed him inside me, filling me, stretching me.

The bottle of lube he’d cleverly sat on the bedside table at…some point…was in my hand a second later. I slicked up his lower cock and straddled him again.

His hands came up to steady me as I lined up his cocks with both my entrances.

“Elle. Go slow. Don’t hurt yourself.” He’d always entered me with one dick at a time, out of what I believed was an abundance of caution.

Time to show him that I could take some rough lovin’. “Oh, I’m gonna be fine. Better than fine, don’t you worry about that.” I wiggled down the first inch on each tapered tip, and my thighs threatened to give out at the press and pleasure of his cockheads massaging my inner walls.

Keeping up a steady rhythm on my clit, I worked both cocks inside myself past the head, savoring every second, the slow opening as mybody allowed him inside. That first ridge popping in felt like heaven, Az’s hands on my hips the only thing keeping me steady.

He knocked my hand out of the way and started rubbing my clit for me, slicking the way so I could take him deeper and deeper.

“Arum.Arum. Elle. Fuck.” Every word was its own exhale, while I was beyond them completely. “I’m going to take such good care of you now that you’re mine. I’m going to cover you in jewels and silks.”

“Uh-huh.” That third ridge always dragged across my G-spot perfectly, while the fullness in my back hole pushed every other sensation up to eleven. Every time we did this, I didn’t know how he managed to stuff me so full.

When he was buried inside me to the hilt, I twisted my hips experimentally. My eyes rolled back at the sensation, the overwhelming fullness, sending me to the verge of orgasm. I placed my hands on Az’s wide chest for balance, adjusted my knees, andthere—he filled me to the brim, and now I could ride him.

Twisting my hips, I rode him hell-for-leather, harder than he would ever dare to fuck me, my hips pistoning over him as I chased my pleasure.

“I’m going to spoil you fucking rotten please don’t stop.” Az’s words ran together.

His panted breaths, the avid stare, the way he kept me steady with one hand while rolling my clit with the other, all drove me over the edge into oblivion. I shoved down on him, deep, clamping tight on the two huge cocks inside me, trembling and spasming and clenching—so thick—stars exploded behind my eyes.

Hands bracketed my hips, a brief weightlessness, then my back hit the mattress. Az palmed my thighs, pushed my knees to my shoulders so I was exposed to him, anddrove into me, hard.

“Everyone will know you chose me because my mark will be on your neck, and you’ll never want to leave because I’ll take such good care of you.” More smoke poured from his nose and mouth.

“Yeah, yes, whatever you want.” I would have given him anything.

Pinpricks in my thighs, Az’s eyes wide and fixed on me. “Whatever I want?” He stopped moving.

I rolled my hips, but he didn’t resume. “Please, I need to come.”

“I can touch you and hold you and fuck you as much as I want?” he asked. “Talk to you every day, and all your nights are mine now?”

“Yes, whatever you want, please just keep fucking me.” Hadn’t I already agreed to all that?

He pulled out, then drove inside me again. His body pressed down on top of me, almost folding me in half, but his weight felt so good, so comforting as he continued to surge in and out of me.

“Yes, please, more.” I was a mindless thing. Everything was him and me and the pleasure we made together.

His flat face pressed into my neck. “Arum. Mine.” A sharp pain in my neck, then fire radiated out before transforming into blinding pleasure, cascading through me and going on and on.

Az roared in my ear, furiously fucking into me, and I took it, adjusting my hips for more, driving the exhilaration higher and higher. If I’d been in my right mind, I might have been afraid of the intensity, but all I knew was quivering flesh, thrusting cock, and addictive ecstasy. My climax went on and on, leaving me only enough awareness to feel Az’s body shudder above mine. His cocks throbbed and flooded me.

The orgasm could have lasted two minutes or two hours. When I finally returned to awareness, come dripped out of me, and Az had pulled me to him. His body curved around mine, wings wrapped around us both. I reached up a hand to run along his arm, then dropped it weakly.

“So we’re mated now?”

He nuzzled into the spot he’d bitten. “Yes.” Pleasure hummed through the single word.

“I think I’d still like an official human wedding.”

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