Page 88 of Saving the Last Heir
Growling, I kissed her, tasting myself on her lips. “It’s your turn.”
Shyanne yelped in surprise as I quickly stood, picked her up, and tossed her onto the bed. She hit the springy mattress and let out a short giggle.
“Holy shit,” she said as she wriggled out of her pants. “You really are strong.”
I quickly shed my own clothes, my gaze roving over her skin. My cock throbbed in time with my pulse, crying out to be inside her again. Pushing asidemyneed, I knelt on the floor before her and slid my fingers into the waistband of her panties, then dragged them down her legs. The scent of her arousal set my dragon off. At the back of my mind, he snapped and snarled with desire.
My needs could wait. What I wanted right now was to make her squirm and writhe. I wanted to hear her cry out in ecstasy. I couldn’t think of anything hotter than watching Shyanne’s back arch in a toe-curling climax.
Shyanne removed her bra, and my gaze fell on her gorgeous, perfect breasts. Her dark brown nipples were erect, almostbeggingto be sucked and licked. Urged on by my dragon and my own wants, I gripped her legs and spread them apart. I brushed my lips over her inner thigh, moving closer and closer to her clit with every kiss. Shyanne whimpered, her hips jerking as she tried to press her drenched pussy to my lips. Gently, but firmly, I pressed her back down.
“I’m in charge now. You lie back and enjoy this.”
“God damn.”She tossed her head back and relaxed her legs.
I circled her clit with the tip of my tongue, barely touching her. She gasped again, but I didn’t increase the pressure or speed, teasing her until she was panting, and begging me for it.
“Please,” she whimpered. “Fuck. I need?—”
I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked greedily. Her words turned into a muffled cry of delight. Thrusting a finger inside her, I moved it in time with my tongue circling her swollen clit. Shyanne writhed beneath me. Hearing and seeing her in the throes of abject pleasure did something to me. All I could think of was making her feel good. It was all I wanted. As badly as I wanted to feel the tight heat of her pussy clamping my cock, I’d have gladly given up my own pleasure in order to watch her come over and over again.
Drunk on her taste and moans, I devoured her, my tongue and fingers pulling her to the summit of some explosive finale. With my free hand, I jerked my cock with wild abandon, imagining what it would be like to fuck her, to slip deep into her wet pussy and take what was mine.
Mine?Was she mine?
If she wasn’t officially, then she would be tonight. For a little while, I could pretend she was and give her everything I had. I would make her scream and shake and devastate her in the most perfect ways. Whatever we were, whatever we were becoming, could be figured out later.
“Don’t stop,” Shyanne hissed, nails clawing at the sheets, body trembling. “I’m gonna come.”
I pressed against her G-spot as I sucked her clit, running the flat of my tongue back and forth across the swollen nub of flesh until her entire body shuddered.
“God…oh fuck…yes. Yes!” Shyanne screamed.
The sound of her coming, the feel of her body spasming beneath me, sent me into dizzying happiness. My inner dragon growled with delighted success, and a desire I couldn’t even describe filled me as I watched her shatter into a puddle of ecstasy. I stroked my cock even faster as she clawed at the sheets, inarticulate cries falling from her lips. God, she was gorgeous like that.
She’d barely even finished when she looked at me, eyes half-lidded in desire, and motioned for me to join her on the bed. I climbed up and kissed her, my cock resting against her thigh, one hand holding me up and the other massaging her breast.
“Get on your back,” she murmured against my mouth.
I did as she commanded. Rising to her knees, she looked down at me, running her hands over my chest and stomach in hypnotizing patterns, gliding over the muscles of my stomach and down to my thighs like she was massaging me. It felt like I was being cared for in the most erotic way possible. My dragon whimpered, and I had to hold back my own contented sigh.
Again, she lowered her face to my cock. She wrapped her hand around the base, then threw her leg over me. Before she’d finished the movement, I realized what she was doing and what she wanted. I grinned, happy to oblige. Within seconds, her pussy was positioned directly above my face, and she was again sucking my cock.
“God, yes,” I growled as I grabbed her ass, spreading her apart and sliding my tongue from her clit all the way to her asshole and back down again. I lost myself in the act of giving and receiving pleasure. The more I worked at her, the faster and deeper she took me into her mouth.
The noises of our coupling were intoxicating—her groans of pleasure on my cock, the wet sounds of her fucking me with her mouth, the thundering roar of my heart as I continued to devour her. It was an infinite loop of us giving and receiving pleasure, until we felt like one being with no other duty but bliss and rapture.
Her body tensed, her breathing picking up speed. Hips grinding against my face, she took my cock even deeper as she approached orgasm. I ran my tongue back and forth across her clit in a steady, fast rhythm that brought her to the edge and then over. She cried out around my cock and shuddered, almost vibrating under my hands. Her hips spasmed as she rubbed against my face. I growled, exhilarated by my success.
Shyanne, gasping and trembling, took her mouth off my cock and collapsed beside me. Skin flushed and sweaty, she lay there gasping for breath, looking sexier than ever.
“Come here,” I said, whispering gruffly and grabbing her legs. “I want to be inside you. Now.”
She got on her hands and knees, happily lifting her ass toward me.
“Fuck me, Jackson,” Shyanne moaned, twisting to look at me over her shoulder.
Growling low and deep, I spread her ass apart. “I need this. Are you ready?”
