Page 24 of Captured By the Dragon Warrior
I quickened my pace to our quarters as he chuckled and clung to my back. Finally inside and alone, I reached back and flung him around and onto the bed in front of me. He laughed delightedly, and I had to wonder if my ease in handling him was something he enjoyed. Having observed him amongstmany humans with law enforcement so recently, I knew he was taller than most and carried himself like one capable of starting and ending a physical conflict. It was entirely possible that not many could do with his body as I could.
With wickedness in his eyes, Quincy got up on his knees on the bed and began helping me out of my clothes. I unclipped my vest and was about to shrug it off when Quincy leaned in and mouthed my pouch through my pants. Did he truly intend to lick me open? I tossed my vest away and left my protective sleeve in place before focusing on what he might do next.
Keeping my cock inside was difficult, but I wanted to give him the satisfaction of freeing it through his ministrations, not simply because I couldn’t resist reacting already. He made that even more trying when he slid my pants down over my ass and paused to squeeze the muscles back there. And then he delicately licked at the seam of my pouch, his tongue gathering the natural slick I already leaked for him. The way he grinned and how his eyes danced as he looked up at me and swallowed had me groaning with want.
A pleasured holler left me when Quincy mashed his face against my pouch, rubbing into my contained cock and bombarding the seam with licks and sucks. I gripped the back of his head, trying not to push him in more and desperate that he not stop. No one had ever given so much attention to that area, always more excited for what came out of it. And there I went, now unable to keep my cock from sliding out against Quincy’s cheek.
He grasped it in his hand immediately and stroked my wet cock while also licking into where it sprang from. “God, you taste good,” he mumbled before sucking on the base of my cock. When he eased two fingers into my pouchbelow that, I jerked forward as pleasure zapped through me and nearly toppled us both over.
Quincy laughed and moved back. “Come on. Get on the bed and we can fuck each other.”
Already panting with want, I tore my way free of my boots and sent my pants flying as he divested himself of his tunic. When he struggled to get his pants lowered fast enough, I reached over and split the seam between his legs with a single claw.
“And I’m going to leave them on just because you did that,” he said testily. He couldn’t possibly be upset, however, since his cock sprang free of the confining black cloth full and stiff with carnal intentions.
I flung myself down onto the bed and grabbed him, forcing him across my thighs, his legs spread wide and that seam ripping open until he was bare from dimpled ass to navel. He was laughing until he tipped forward and his cock dipped against my pouch. Slick immediately coated him from tip to sac.
Seriousness seemed to envelop him then, as he shoved my cock between his thighs and moved closer. I was ready to maneuver my cockhead to his hole, but wanted to feel him slipping inside me first. Goddess, it was a beautiful sensation! A pressure and fullness made my cock feel like it might burst as he invaded my body with his. And since his cock didn’t move independently, Quincy rocked his hips to thrust into me, the both of us moaning from the erotic feeling. He looked so wanton doing that.
When he thrust himself fully within me, his cock swallowed whole, I watched him tip his ass up. “Do it,” he said into my chest. “Fuck into me. Ram,please.”
I shivered from the raw desire in his voice and reacheddown to position my cock at his hole. I let it thrust slowly, opening him up a little more each time, and watched him writhe and moan. Once I had half my cock inside him, I let go of my control and gave my cock’s movements over to instinct. Quincy wailed deliciously as my cock hammered into him, and then I was hollering in pleasure as he began thrusting his hips in time with my cock, plowing me in return.
The wet sound of our fucking added to the grunts, groans, and panted breaths filling the room, arousing me further. When Quincy sat up, changing the angle of his cock inside me and bringing mine as deep as it could reach inside him, I nearly came from the spike of pleasure. He rocked above me, his hands roaming his body as I held his gyrating hip and watched him feel everything we did together. He was beautiful. He was everything!
My cock punched deep into him, and I came with a yell. Quincy twitched several times, his skin flushing and mouth hanging open, eyes closed. He sucked in a huge breath and wailed it out at the ceiling, his ass spasming along my cock as he came, too. I grabbed him down to me, bending my knees to stay inside him, and holding him close to keep him inside me.
“You are perfection,” I managed to whisper.
He petted my scaly skin and sighed. “I’m not perfect, but goddamn, are we good together.”
And he had promised to be mine. Forever.
EPILOGUE
TWO MONTHS LATER
QUINCY
Today was my thirtieth birthday, and if anyone had ever told me I’d be spending the day on a spaceship orbiting Earth with a fire-breathing dragon who loved the hell out of me, I’d have laughed in their face. And yet here I was doing just that. It was times like these that I couldn’t quite believe this was my life now.
The surrealness of this moment also included elongated balloons made from something that had come out of engineering and were filled with helium literally siphoned from the engines themselves. The “streamers” were fat or thin wires of various colors that I really hoped were extras and not responsible for the current power outage on Deck 112. My three-tiered, red, white, and blue cake, well, that was a gift from The Marine Corps who’d given me another honorable discharge so that I could become a reservist with Ram’s security detail.
Mostly, I’d been on hand to give a human perspective, much like the other humans living on the ship with theirNorlish mates. At first, I’d thought I would want to be in the action, but it turned out what I really wanted was retirement. I’d resented having nothing to do on Earth, but up here I had so much tolearn. Learning a new language to speak, read, and write took up a lot of my time and with that came learning about Norlish culture. I was fascinated all the time. Even when Ram or one of his soldiers sought me out for one reason or another, it was great helping them understand humans.
They couldn’t sing, though. As they intoned the most solemn version of the birthday song that I’d ever heard in my life, I tried not to cringe at the sound of them. Ram was practically croaking beside me. Logan was clinging to his mate’s arm and laughing up a lung, while the prince stared at him and kept singing like we were all at a funeral. I’d never considered what a mournful sounding song it was before now.
When they finally finished, I hastily blew out all thirty candles with three huge breaths that left me feeling a bit lightheaded. Hopefully, they knew it was only one song per birthday.
“What did you wish for?” Ram said as he came up behind me and bent to kiss my cheek.
A gooey feeling hit me center mass, and I just had to say, “Nothing. I have everything I want right here.”
I felt him grin before he stood straight again and beckoned someone over. Curious, I turned to see Doctor Revazi and the giant white rabbit that was Commander Heremod, an officer and engineering genius I’d only met a few times before. “What’s this?” I asked when I realized they held a long box between them.
Heremod opened the box just as Ram hissed and said, “He’ssupposed to open it.”
With a grunt, Heremod put the lid back on the box. “How am I supposed to know that? I don’t have a human.”
