Page 67 of The Dragon's Perfect Omega
I gave him a smile, though I knew it would be hard to see in the dark. It had been a while since we'd been intimate with each other. I missed it—and now I got the feeling that Zim missed it too.
There had to be something we could do about that.
Without further hesitation, I leaned in to kiss him. He made an appreciative sound in the back of his throat while pulling me closer. Even though we hadn't had a lot of sex recently, we'd never stopped kissing each other. It seemed tonight my mate wanted more, though. As he ran his fingers into my hair, I felt my cock respond to his proximity, to the smell of his skin, the taste of his mouth.
"You sure you're up for this?" I asked, sliding one of my hands down his side until it came to rest just below his belly. He'd gotten so big. I licked my lips. I'd had some time to get used to the sight now, but I never did. Every time I looked at my pregnant mate I felt just slightly stunned, amazed at how beautiful he was, and how lucky I was—in spite of it all.
"Pretty sure," Zim whispered against my lips. "I've missed you. This."
I slid my hand lower, to his groin. He wasn't kidding. Zim was half-hard already and skating my fingers across the bulge in his underwear earned me a low hiss.
"Please, Lowen."
How could I say no to that? "I can take care of that for you," I promised. "I might tire you out, though."
Zim responded with a low chuckle. "Don't care. Just do something."
"Your wish is my command." Without exchanging any more words, I pulled the sheets covering Zim's lower body aside and freed him of his underwear. I would always provide my mate with everything he needed. Nothing less would satisfy my dragon—or me.
Even in the dim moonlight that enveloped us, I could clearly see how much Zim wanted me. He spread his legs for me in invitation, his cock jutting up as if begging me for touch. I didn't leave him begging for long.
A grin on my face, I lowered my mouth to Zim's groin. He took in a sharp breath.
"Lowen..."
I couldn't believe that in all the time we'd spent together, I'd never sucked him off. An oversight that was going to be remedied tonight.
"Shh. Just lay back and relax." Sticking my tongue out, I licked the head of his cock. The sound he made in response had me wondering if he'd ever received a blowjob before. I knew he hadn't been with guys before, but girls could do this for him, couldn't they?
Then again, if he wasn't into them, maybe the actions didn't have quite the same effect. In any case, I needed to make this good for Zim. He deserved a moment of bliss after all I was putting him through.
A smile stretched my lips as Zim bucked his hips as if encouraging me to go on. "Eager, aren't you?" I teased, but then I decided to have mercy, wrap my hand around the base of his cock, and take him into my mouth.
In the quiet of the night, every sound my mate made seemed amplified. When he entered my mouth, he let out a long, deep sigh as if sinking into a hot tub after an exhausting day. Well, I had told him to relax, and I was glad that he was comfortable with me, but I also wanted to work him up a little more than that.
If he'd truly never received a good blowjob, though, that was going to be easy. Running my tongue along the underside of his cock, I tried seeing if I could coax a more enthusiastic sound out of him. It didn't take long before I heard a soft moan—and if my mouth had not been full of cock, I would have smirked.
Wanting to up the volume of the noise he made, I started sucking at him in earnest. I was a man on a mission, determined to make my mate lose his mind and forget his troubles. When he bucked his hips again, I slid my free hand under his ass.
He gasped, even though I hadn't done anything yet. But maybe he knew what I wasaboutto do. I took my sweet time, though. Teasing him by running first one finger, then two fingers along his cleft. In my mouth, his cock twitched. He wanted this. He wanted thisbad.
And he didn't even have to ask me for it. The next time a little moan escaped his mouth, I stabbed one of my fingers inside of him without warning.Thatmanaged to draw the sweet sound he made out a little bit.
"Lowen!" His voice had a nearly keening quality to it now as he visibly struggled not to squirm under me, clearly needing more.
"Yeah?" I asked, letting him slip from my mouth for just a second. He groaned as the loss of contact exposed his cock to the air, unattended. I pumped him with my hand. After all, I didn't want him to regain clear thought before we were done here.
He ground down on my finger in a non-verbal request for more attention. My cock throbbed just watching him like this. Part of me just wanted to flip him over and ram into him, but no. Tonight was abouthispleasure, and I was going to take good care of my mate.
His breath hitched in his throat as I took him back into my mouth, and then he made a strangled noise as I curled my finger inside of him at the same time. I knew exactly where to hit him and how he liked to be touched. All the things he would nevertellme, but that I'd discovered on my own. Sometimes, he wanted me to get rough with him, and sometimes, he just wanted to be held and kissed. I got the feeling that tonight, I had to hit just the right balance between the two to get him off. And I had some ideas how to do that.
Working another finger into his ass, I took his cock as deeply into my mouth as it would go, letting the walls of my throat embrace him at the same time as I moved my fingers in and out of him in quick, sharp motions.
Finally, he lost his grip, letting out a moan so loud it made raw desire for him pulse through me. I had him now. Just a little more and he would spill. His cock grew impossibly hard in my mouth, spilling salty precum on my tongue as I swirled it around him before taking him deeper again. The sounds he made escalated until I was pretty sureeveryonein the house could hear him. But neither of us cared. A curious difference to how he'd behaved when I’d first met him. He'd tried so hard not to let anyone know his true desires then.
Now he seemed to have no such reservations. I pushed him a little harder, and he came, letting out a high pitched sound somewhere between a sob and a moan as I swallowed his seed and his body shook. His whole form was enveloped in a soft, warm glow. His colors showed no shame. He was absolutely gorgeous like that. Letting him out of my mouth, I leaned up to study his face. His eyes were closed, and I wondered if he'd already fallen back to sleep, but then he looked at me. With a motion of his hand, he beckoned me closer.
"Let me return the favor?" he asked.
