Page 100 of The Forbidden Dragon King
But there is no doubt now that this is a king.
Aurelius calls me goddess, while he looks like a demon.
He snarls around his long fangs. Then he lowers hishead to lick and suck the wine from the dip between my breasts like it’s a sacrament.
I whine, and my eyelashes flutter. “My Alpha…my dragon.”
Aurelius slams the claws in his left hand into the desk, as if needing to anchor himself. He laves his tongue in teasing circles down my stomach.
My chest is rising and falling.
I can hardly think, nothing beyond the feel of that tormenting tongue and the heady scent of wine.
I’m desperate to hump my hips, but they’re pinned beneath Aurelius’ heavy weight.
Pleasure is winding through me.
When Aurelius swirls his tongue around my navel and then thrusts his tongue in and out to chase the last of the wine, I almost come at that sensation alone.
“Touch me,” I whimper. “Fucking touch me.”
Aurelius gives me a final long lick up my stomach, before looking at me through his long lashes. “I was under the impression that’s what I was doing.”
“Lower.Please…”
“I knew that you could be polite. And beg. So pretty.”
He draws the longest claw on his thumb down the front of my breeches.
My eyes widen, as his claw slices easily through the material.
I hold myself as still as I can.
As neatly as moving his wooden pieces in the planning of a military campaign, Aurelius cuts away the front flap of my breeches.
The danger only makes me wetter.
I stop breathing all together, when Aurelius looks up at me with a wicked gleam in his eyes, then edges his claw inside my cotton underwear.
In one sharp move, he rips my underwear apart.
“F-f-fuck.” I shiver.
Aurelius’ eyes darken.
He surges up, as turned on as I am. He captures my lips, hard and claiming.
My pupils dilate, when he snatches up the second pitcher and pours the amber honey, which is the same shade as his eyes, over my pussy.
I moan, as the liquid mixes with my slick.
My King is anointing me with honey and wine.
He’s worshiping me.
The sun could fall from the sky to raze the world outside the window, and still inside the night of this room, I would not be able to look away from Aurelius dropping to his knees between my thighs.
A Shadow Dragon.
