Page 67 of Defiance
He growled, fangs descending. His tongue slid from his mouth and dragged up through my folds. His scales shivered open, exposing that shock of neon fuzz beneath. But everywhere he touched me was soft. None of the little razor knicks ofhardened scales. I gripped his tail as his tongue slid into my channel and undulated like a wave, pushing up against the sensitive spongy roof.
It felt like… feathers?
He plundered me too desperately to focus on that. He growled until it echoed throughout the hall like an engine room, stroking his tongue deep and hard. Delirious, I clutched one of his ears and I pulled him into me with a mewl of pleasure. It dragged his nose up against my clit, and his tongue followed suit. So long and muscular, slipping over the sensitive bud like a ribbon on the way down and again, one the way back in. Novak snarled, excited by the tweak of pain. He wound me higher and higher…
And withdrew his tongue like a whip.
“No! Please,” I panted, chasing the swell of pleasure, rocking my hips to entice him closer.
He wrestled down one of my pale thighs with his iridescent arm and slid his fangs into my flesh. I gasped, spine rigid at the intense sting, the deep tissue pain. His glands throbbed against my leg as hot fluid seeped through the fatty tissue, spreading warmth until it reached my core and lit my clit on fire. The tail around my neck tightened and he used its body as a weight across my chest, pinning my other leg with his knee as if I might flee.
Novak’s venom was sweet and syrupy, turning the sting of his bite into something soft and tender. It reduced me to putty, warming and softening my muscles like a massage. His every touch became mesmerizing, and my clit pulsed at a steady pace like the first soulful leap into ecstasy on repeat.
If the Greeks had ever gotten a taste, they’d have called it ambrosia.
My voice broke in a needy, unintelligible whine. I clawed at him anywhere I could reach. Not to push him off, but to pullhim closer. I needed his hips to weigh down mine. I needed his shoulders to block out the light.
Novak took my knees in his hands and pressed them to the floor. His helices were so swollen that they spun together on their own, the seams gleaming with precum that lubricated his cock’s length. I nodded with lidded eyes, begging as his tail flexed over my breasts and ribs, igniting a serpentine fear and erotic fascination in the same intoxicating spiral.
He stared down at his length, the tip oozing into my navel, with a conflicted expression. He couldn’t stop his hips from moving on instinct, even as he snarled, intent on how big he was compared to not-so-little me.
“You’ve already had me,” I reminded him, luxuriating in the feel of his taut arms holding up his weight on the backs of my thighs. Blood smeared the one, bright sticky red on milky white in messy handprints.
Panting for breath, he withdrew his cock from my stomach and let its weight point to my entrance. He watched in fascination as his spun shaft breached my swollen channel. I nodded, biting my lip as he slid in deeper and deeper. He bottomed out and pushed harder, his eyes rolling back.
Then he moved.
He steadied himself on his knees and pounded into me like a jack hammer. I gasped, gripping the back of his neck as he snarled. He squeezed me with his tail as I pulled on fistfuls of what I’d thought were draconic scales but were now as soft as feathers. I crushed the iridescent black plumes in my hands, his venom causing his orange downy undercoat to glow.
“Charlie,”he gulped, bewildered and hungry.
“Shite!” I gasped, nodding infinitely because his fucking was so thorough that it stole my voice away. “Don’ stop, don’ stop…” I murmured unintelligible pleas as the scales over hiscloaca rubbed my clit. I was soaring higher again. Throbbing, tingling, a sparkler ready to explode…
Novak shifted, leaning his elbow beside my ear. I curled my ankle around his waist to feel the powerful flex of his spine, digging my heel into the base of his tail. He draped his claws over my cheek, flirting their points against my lips.
And I lost it. An orgasm crashed through me like a storm swell, squeezing his helices as they spun in and out without mercy. His rhythm hitched from the pressure, and then his helices swelled. He held my chin and we stared into each other’s fiery eyes as he grew and pushed me to my limits.
Then Novak’s eyes rolled back and his cock jumped. Hot semen filled up my channel until I felt warm and full. He dropped his forehead to the metal floor beside me, out of breath and trembling.
I noticed his holotab vibrating against my lax thigh and realized it had been doing so for quite some time. His ear twitched when my attention shifted.
“It’s extraction,” he rasped in my ear, nuzzling my hair. “Probably Siat.”
I grinned against his feathery temple. “She’ll be so jealous.”
Novak’s cock twitched, seed dripping from my entrance. He chuckled darkly, nipping my earlobe.
“By all means, rub it in her face.”
He withdrew and leaned back on his knees. His helices unwound as he stared at my pussy.
“Do you like the mess?” I asked, propping myself up. He licked his fangs, feathers fanning out.
“Yes,” he simmered. He smacked his own cheek with a sharp inhale and got to his feet. He held me up on my wobbling legs and brushed out my hair with gentle strokes of his claws. “But we need to move. Here. You’ll wear my BDRE.”
He affixed a black puck on his chest to mine instead. “What do we do now?” I asked while it mapped out my body.
Novak’s dilated red eyes narrowing to slits. He hissed with a bass hum. “There’s a lift behind me. We’re not taking it.”
