Page 37 of The Dragon and Her Thief
She pumped her fingers in and out while continuing to suck on her clit.
Mythia’s grip on her hair tightened, and she welcomed the pain.
“Tell me you love the taste of my pussy,” Mythia demanded, rocking her hips forward, trying to ride Kelsey’s face. “I can scent the wetness between your thighs.”
The juices were practically running down Kelsey’s legs. She had never been so turned on before.
“I love the taste of you,” Kelsey admitted. Their eyes met for a second, and something passed between them. Kelsey felt it in her chest as her fingers continued to pump. She twirled them around so she could search for Mythia’s G-spot.
Dropping her head, she took Mythia’s clit back into her mouth, loving how Mythia writhed at her touch. The sexy whimpers coming from the strong dragon shifter were fueling the fire she felt for Mythia.
“Goddess above,” Mythia grunted before pulling Kelsey’s head back. Lifting Kelsey easily from the floor, Mythia had her laid out on the couch in one swift move.
Her bra and thong met a disastrous end as Mythia ripped them from her body like tearing a piece of paper. She tugged the shards of material and tossed them over her shoulder.
“I did like those, you know,” Kelsey protested. She was a sucker for sexy lingerie and owned plenty.
“I’ll buy you as much as you want.” Mythia’s amber eyes bored into Kelsey’s. She leaned down and pressed a hard kiss to Kelsey’s lips. “There is nothing I can’t afford.”
“Promises, promises.” She was getting a kick out of Mythia’s reactions.
“I’ll prove it.” Mythia swooped down and covered Kelsey’s mouth with hers, the kiss hard and controlling. Mythia controlled every little bit of it with her tongue darting in and stroking Kelsey’s.
Kelsey gasped when Mythia broke the kiss. Her body was on fire, and the only person capable of putting her out of her misery was Mythia.
Sitting back, she spread Kelsey’s legs wide. Her hand slipped between her thighs and her confident finger parted her labia. She trailed her finger through the proof of her arousal and brought some of the wetness up to Kelsey’s clit.
“You’re always so wet for me, my love.”
Kelsey was unable to respond. Her hips rocked to meet Mythia’s fingers as they rubbed her sensitive bundle of nerves. Ripples of desire were washing through Kelsey. She released a frustrated groan when Mythia paused her hand.
The dragon shifter had the nerve to grin.
“You want your release, don’t you?”
Kelsey’s panic began to surface. Mythia wasn’t going to hold her orgasm hostage, was she? At the moment, Kelsey was prepared to beg for release.
“Yes, please,” she whispered, pushing her hips forward to meet Mythia’s nimble fingers. The motion sent a jolt of lightning through her body as her clit brushed Mythia’s hand.
“Tonight, I won’t deny you anything. I’ll give you so much, you’ll beg me to stop,” Mythia promised.
Kelsey truly doubted she would.
She was addicted to everything about the dragon shifter.
Widening her legs, Mythia positioned herself over Kelsey. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of Mythia lowering her wet pussy atop of hers.
They both groaned aloud once their cunts connected. Kelsey’s arousal was growing higher. There was nothing more intimate than the position they were in.
She whimpered, trying to hold still. Her eyes were locked on the full breasts near her face. Those brown nipples were calling to her.
Mythia’s hand skated along her stomach, breasts, and came to rest on the column of her neck. Her thumb brushed the side of Kelsey’s neck, and she had a vision of Mythia sinking her fangs into that exact spot.
“Mine.” Mythia’s growl was low, possessive, and sexy as hell. She tightened her grip ever so slightly and began to rock her hips. Kelsey reached her hands over her head and gripped the sofa cushion. She had a feeling this was going to be one hell of a ride.
She gasped at the sensation of their slick nubs brushing against each other. It felt so good that she turned all of her pleasure over to Mythia. She could trust that this woman would see to her.
Kelsey raised her hips to meet Mythia’s. She took in her expression and found nothing but pure pleasure etched on her face. Mythia’s eyes were closed, and she began to increase the pace of their rhythmic movements.
