Page 104 of The Dragon Warlord
Any normal person who’s never had sex before and then gets the opportunity to do anything with the object of their desire would be lost to passion. Here I am making him feel incompetent at something heisgood at.
His contemplative expression rakes over me. “I’ve been going at this all wrong.”
He stands from his kneeling position. “I’ve ruined it. I’m sorry.”
“No.” He slides me up the bed and joins me. “If the wind blows the wrong way, I can get turned on and it’s all right, but it’s not what truly makes me sing.”
He gathers slick from my hole and lathes my cock in it.
“When someone spanks me, it’s not a turn-on for me, but somewhere else inside of me feels nice and it’s a kind of arousal, but it’s not sexual,” he continues. Stroking my cock, he kisses me again. “It’s a form of rapture. Are you feeling rapture, Omega?”
“Yes. I … I just want to be yours, Alpha. Please.”
“You are mine. All of you is mine,” he punctuates with a possessive growl and that’s what sends me over the edge. I’m coming white hot pearly dragon come all over his hand. He sucks my neck—the side without the bite—and I cry his name loud and breathy as I shatter from within.
“You need to be owned, sweet dragon. That’s how I take you apart,” he says.
I’m panting heavily as I stare into his sapphire gaze, trying to figure out how anything could feel that astonishing. I collapse against him, boneless. I nod into his hot skin.
“You enjoy the emotional aspect of sex more than I’m used to even with being married to Elven creatures.”
“I’m sorry. Is that bad, Warlord?” I press my hand against his chest to feel more of him.
“Not at all. It’s special. I’m so fucking lucky, River. That’s why …” He sighs and squeezes me. “I have to do this right.”
“Okay.” I want to sink into his skin. “Whatever you need, Tristan.”
He kisses my crown and silence covers us until I begin to shiver again. “I’m going to clean you up and then we’re going to lay under the covers and hopefully even sleep.”
“What about you? You must be … in need.” I’m acting like a child. I can’t even say the words. Yet I’m already hoping our first time is him taking me in front of everyone to show them all I’m for him. I might have to learn to say the word dick out loud.
“Very. But that can wait.Two, I’ve got two husbands into orgasm denial torture, and they’ve trained me well. I’ll be all right. I’m going to wait until I’m calmer to take you.”
He’s ridiculous. He just said it himself. I like to be owned. What better way to own someone than to take them wildly? But that’s neither here nor there. He’s my alpha and I’ll wait until he’s ready. That might be never. I’m happy with this.
He insists on cleaning me up with a cloth and water from the pitcher I leave by the door. It’s all kinds of wrong. If anyone saw the Warlord looking after me there would be gossip. The dragon world is too small. I hope he doesn’t intend on this kind of thing in front of other dragons. If he does, I’ll accept it, but if he asks I’m going to advise against it.
Pulling the covers over us, he curls around me, surrounding me with his warmth. “Tristan?” It’s getting easier to say his name.
“Yeah, Riv?”
“Earlier when I was drifting—”
“When I failed at giving you a blowjob?”
“You didn’t. I’m just weird.”
“No. You’re not thinking that. I’m only teasing, and my ego might need the night to recover. You were saying?”
“My head kept spinning off to how happy I am.”
“That’s what you found embarrassing?”
“Who thinks sappy thoughts while getting the world’s most amazing blowjob?”
“Nice try. It wasn’t good enough but believe me when I say I strive for excellence. I’ll learn how to best please you, Omega.”
“You do, Alpha.”
