Page 53 of Driven By Dragonblood
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I bit back my groan of agreement with my dragon. Prim was an addiction, same as Patrick, but she didn’t deny me. Wanted me. Even while resting, her body responded to mine, causing her scent to thicken in my nose.
I palmed my dick, slowly jerking myself in the dark.
She stirred with a sigh, and I released my dick to run my pre-cum-covered fingers over her silky lower lips between her thighs. Dampness rose beneath my gentle caresses, and she moaned.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t get enough of you,” I whispered, rolling her to her back and settling between her spread legs again.
“Don’t be sorry,” she murmured. “The feeling is mutual.”
“You’re so fucking perfect.”
She let out a soft snort of laughter. “Hardly, but you…you’re an absolute delight.” With a grasp on my arms, she flipped us, giving me a hint of the inner dragon’s strength I’d had wrapped around my body as we’d flown. “All theseperfectmuscles,” she teased, sliding down over my body. “Thisperfectcock.”
“You haven’t seen Patrick’s,” I said on a groan as she lickedfrom the root of my straining dick to the tip, probing the slit and coaxing a pulse of pre-cum to slicken her tongue.
“What’s it like?” She slid her fingertip back down the damp trail she’d left on my shaft.
I clenched my eyes shut as a deep rumble rolled through my chest at the memory of our alpha’s taste. “Perfect.”
Prim chuckled over my inability to find a better word and feathered her fingers over my drawn-up balls. She toyed briefly with my taint before gently running a fingertip around my puckered entrance.
“Fuck.” I set my feet flat on the mattress, widening my legs to give her better access, so damn on board with having something shoved up my ass, my hole relaxed beneath her touch.
“You want him.”
Eyes clenched shut, I swallowed hard, my pulse racing like mad. “So much it hurts.”
She used the wetness on the tip of my cock to lube up my asshole. The heat of her mouth closed around my dick—and she sank a finger into my hole.
“Motherfucking mother of God!” My hips jerked, and I fisted my hands in her hair, jammed so far down her throat my climax rushed closer. “Don’t stop. Fuck, don’t stop.”
Three glides of her finger in and out of my hole, three deep-throated thrusts, and I exploded, my nose filled with Prim’s lust, her finger in my ass causing Patrick’s face to flash through my mind.
Alpha.
Need.
I wanted his cock deep inside me, pulsing, filling me with his tingling cum. I yearned for his lax, sweaty body to drape over mine, our chests heaving, my spunk a slimy mess between our stomachs.
“Fuck.” My dick gave over one last jerk in the back of Prim’s throat, and I gasped, my legs falling to the sides.
She licked away every trace of my cum and kissed up over my abs, my chest, her teeth nipping at my nipples.
I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her tight, her softness like the warmest blanket on a winter’s night.
“I wishIcould be enough,” she murmured what I’d felt earlier.
I heaved a sigh, hating that we shared in that particular emotion. “We need to show him the truth, Primrose.”
“Sooner than later,” she agreed quietly.
“We’ll find a way. Somehow.” I squeezed her again while kissing the top of her head. “I promise.”
Chapter 22
Patrick
