Page 76 of Bride of the Black Dragon
Every time I slide down, I swear he’s deeper. The fullness is addictive…perfect. My body was made for this—made for him.
“Oh Xaren,” I cry out. “It feels so good—but I need more!”
His eyes flash with fire.
“Then take more,” he growls. “Ride me, little dove. Let me feel your soft little cunt sucking me in. Gods, you’re so tight.”
I brace myself against his rock-hard abs and begin to move—rising and falling, my thighs burning, my breath ragged. The sound of our bodies coming together is wet and hot and perfect. Every ridge, every inch of his shaft rubs places inside me I didn’t even know existed.
But it’s still not enough.
I need him to take me. I need him to breed me. I need his seed spilling inside me, filling me, claiming me.
“Xaren,” I beg. “Please. Help me—I need more of you. I need you deeper.”
He curses and grips my hips harder.
“Fuck, little dove…don’t want to hurt you!”
“You won’t,” I cry. “Please!”
He groans and begins to thrust up into me, meeting each downward grind of my hips with a deep, savage stroke.
“Gods,” he grits out. “You’re milking me already… you want my seed that badly?”
“Yes!” I beg. “Fill me, Xaren—fill me!”
My orgasm is so close, but I need just one more thing…something more.
Xaren knows what I need—of course he does.
His thumb presses against my swollen clit and begins to rub, firm and fast. And that’s it—that’s exactly what I need.
Sparks explode behind my eyes and my whole body locks up as pleasure drowns me.
“Oh, Xaren, yes—don’t stop! Don’t stop!” I’m begging. “I’m… I’m coming!”
“I am too—Gods, I can’t help it. You’re sucking it out of me,” he growls.
And then I feel it…he swells inside me—grows even larger.
A sudden heat floods me as thick, molten seed spurts deep inside, bathing the mouth of my womb with his seed—or maybe it’s his Drake’s seed. All I know is that it’s hot—so hot it should burn—but my body welcomes it eagerly. I clench around him, milking him desperately, needing every last drop inside me.
“Gods, Elaina!” he roars.
I ride him through it, my orgasm crashing over me like a wave of fire and bliss. For a moment, my vision whites out as my inner walls spasm around his thickness, seizing and releasing again and again.
I’ve never felt anything like it and I never want it to end.
But at last, the pleasure ebbs. When it’s over, I collapse on top of him, trembling and breathless. He’s still buried to the hilt inside me, his massive cock keeping me full, claiming me from the inside out and making sure my body has time to soak up all the cum he spurted deep inside me.
I don’t want to move.
I want to stay right here, with him deep inside me forever.
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