Page 52 of The Dragon's Perfect Omega
"Yes. Need more, please." More fingers, more anything. I wished I could have his cock, but that would have to wait for next week. I never thought I could miss another person's body part so much, but I did.
"Mm, think you can take two more?"
"Yes!" I worked two more fingers into myself without waiting for more words from my dragon. This was exactly what I needed to really get myself going.
"Aim for that sweet spot," Lowen instructed. "I want to hear those sounds you make when I hit it."
I wasted no time following that order. It was still a bit difficult for me to find the right angle, but after a few minutes, I got it. And I didn't have to fake the noises coming out of my mouth.
"That's good." Lowen's praise warmed me—and edged me on to go harder. "Don't neglect your cock, though," he reminded me. "Or do you think you could come hands-free for me?"
Hell, if he kept talking like that, maybe I could. "I don't know." My voice sounded strangled to my own ears. "I need something." I wasn't sure what that something was, only that I needed it desperately.
"You could hump the bed sheets," my dragon allowed. "If you need help getting off while I'm nailing your sweet spot. I can just imagine what you must look like right now. I bet you're sweating for me, aren't you? Trying so hard to gain release while you're working yourself with nothing but the soft sheets touching your cock."
"It's not enough," I whined, feeling my skin grow red. Part of me was ashamed of what I was doing. A much larger part of me was incredibly turned on. "Please—"
"No," Lowen said. "Keep going. I know you can do it. Remember when we first made out in my hotel room and you came just like that? You were so beautiful. You don't need much to reach that stage. Just focus on my voice, on the movement of my fingers in you. In and out. In and out. A little faster now. A little deeper. Can you manage that?"
I answered him with a choked moan, doing my best to follow his instructions, losing myself in his voice as my motions grew frantic. I wanted to show Lowen that I could do this for him, that I could please him. Be what he needed me to be. But I was so close to the edge and just not getting there. A frustrated sound escaped my lips.
"Keep going," Lowen encouraged me. "Can you feel that need at the base of your cock? I know you must be nearly there. I know you can do it."
I nearly sobbed because I could feel that need, but I couldn't go over like this. I was just going to rut the sheets forever, disappointing both me and my dragon.
"Are you okay?" I detected a note of concern in Lowen's voice now. I was already letting him down.
"I don't want to fail you."
"Silly, Zim. You could never fail me. I think you don't hear this often enough, so I'm going to say it again, you're perfect to me just the way you are, okay? I bet you're trying so hard for me right now. You're getting me so hot I swear I'm nearly coming in my pants just listening to you and I'm not even at home. I'm at a friend's place, Zim, but I can't resist doing this with you because you're driving me crazy."
I bit my lower lip, hearing those words. Was he for real? Everything he said was driving me that little bit closer to the edge. It was almost too much. Moving my hips faster, I whined. Even I didn't know exactly what I wanted to say with that.
Lowen seemed to have a good guess, though. "Nearly there?" he asked. "C'mon, Zim, do it for me, come for me."
And that was all it took. Suddenly, I felt myself hurling over the edge, spilling into my bed sheets.
"Feel better?" Lowen asked after a moment, the grin so evident in his voice that I couldn't help but smile back.
"You know I do." It took me a few seconds to even remember that I'd been feeling sick before. In the wake of my climax, my whole body relaxed. I felt weightless. The thought occurred to me that I should worry about whether or not I'd been heard, but I really couldn't find it in myself. I didn't care.
It was a wonderful feeling.
26
Lowen
The morningof my trip back into human territory, I woke up in the library at Kylan’s family’s manor. I’d barely left the place at all since I first got there, but I hadn’t meant to sleep here. It simply happened. When I looked up, the smell of ink in my nose, I spotted my friend sitting at the table across from me, eying me with a mix of disapproval and genuine concern on his face.
“I didn’t realize you slept here,” he said.
“It wasn’t planned.” I rubbed my eyes with the heel of my hand, trying to wake up. Today was an important day; I was going to see Zim again. That alone should be enough to wake me up, even if my muscles ached. I just hated that I still didn’t have any of the answers I’d been looking for.
“You’re really serious about this, aren’t you?” Kylan asked, his gaze sweeping over the books on the table in front of me. “I’ve talked to my mother. She’s saying some of the books in our collection were donated to the shrine a couple of years ago. Have you thought about looking there? They do have a public access library.”
I shook my head, massaging my temples. I’d feared the books I needed might be at the shrine, but I was reluctant to go there for obvious reasons. “I doubt those books would be in public access. Anyway, I need to get going. I’m traveling today.”
“To human territory?” Kylan raised an eyebrow to me. “You better get packing then. Your plane leaves in three hours.”
