Page 14 of Dragon, Actually
“Maybe we should come and get it over with so we can have a longer round two?” I suggest.
Myrran gives an appreciative growl that I can feel in my core. “You’re speaking my language. I’m always down for seconds.”
He dives back between my legs, playful curiosity gone. Now he sucks harder on my clit, his tongue flicking over my sensitive clit in a relentless pattern that has my toes curling.
I can feel Myrran’s excitement growing too, his cock swelling against my tongue even more, breaths growing harsher, his tail swishing more rapidly and thumping on the mattress with eachmoan I let out. We’re so in sync, I can’t imagine how explosive it’s going to be when we both tip over the edge.
His movements become more focused, his fingers plunging into me, tongue pressing against my clit with a fierce need that mirrors my own. A wave of pleasure so intense I arch off the bed breaks over me. I let his cock slide out of my mouth so I don’t bite him by accident, every muscle in my body tensing in a jerky, shuddering tantrum of ecstasy. I come so hard, I almost roll off the bed, jamming my face into a pillow to muffle my scream.
For a few long, torturous moments, he laps gently at me, wringing out the last few drops of my orgasm and soothing my tender pussy. But then his hips circle, bumping the head of his cock against my shoulder.
“Greedy,” I tease. He just grunts in response, still sipping at me, drunk on desire. I’m greedy, too. Greedy to feel him inside me. But first I want to blow his mind a little, just like he did for me. And if there’s one thing I know as a single girl in the city, it’s that the best way to blow a man’s mind is to blow his dick.
Chapter 12
Myrran
Jewel clamps her thighs shut, forcing my snout out. “Relax, baby,” she says, the pet name giving me that warm feeling all over again. “It’s my turn.”
I think she has it backwards. This feels like my turn. But so did tasting her, so I lean back into the soft pillows of her human-sized bed and appreciate in the wet luxury of her tongue tracing each of the ridges on my cock.
“Yum!” she announces. Then she bobs her head down on my cock fully, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks in earnest.
It’s an incredible feeling. No female’s ever done this for me before—if kissing a mouthful of dragon teeth is not enticing to me, having those lethal jaws wrapped around my cock is even less so. But Jewel’s flat little teeth feel exquisite when they scrape lightly over my scales. Her hands are busy too, one fervently working my shaft and the other playing with my balls that are already heating up and threatening to spill.
“You’re so good at that,” I hiss, threading my fingers through her hair, guiding her rhythm the same way she guided me by my horns. “Your mouth is so fucking sweet, I’m going to fill it up with dragonseed, and you’re going to swallow every bit, aren’t you? You’re going to lick it up and ask for more.”
Jewel, lips barely able to stretch around my girth, moans around me. Her tongue slides sideways across my ridges, and that does me in. The heat that lives in my belly erupts, searing me with the intensity and sending pulses of hot seed down her throat. She swallows as much as she can, but some spills down her chin, and she darts out her tongue to lick it up like it’s melted ice cream.
I’ve never seen anything more erotic in my life, except maybe the smug smile she gives me afterward. I let out a groan and clutch my chest. “Direct hit. Man down.”
Jewel giggles and pretends to shoot me with a tiny arrow. “Gotcha.” Then she crawls down to the wrong end of the bed so she can snuggle under my arm, pulling the covers over both our heads and creating our own little bubble.
It feels almost like we’re inside that snow globe I bought at Hoardstrom’s, curled up and cozy while the world swirls around us outside. She strokes my chest and belly while I lazily play withher hair, my half-hard cock twitching against my thigh every time her lean, lush body rubs against my side.
“You were right,” she murmurs, kissing the side of my pec.
“About what?”
“Iamgoing to ask for more.”
“Jewel!”
“What?” Breathy. Innocent. And completely full of shit. She knows exactly what she’s doing.
I roll over, covering her with my body and pinning her to the bed while I support most of my weight on my forearms. Nuzzling along her neck, I realize she smells even better now with my seed on her breath. I want her to smell this way all the time. Likemine. “Hungry for seconds already, pretty human?”
She pulls up her knees so my hips lock into hers, causing my now way-more-than-half-hard cock to notch into place at her very wet, very ready opening. “Does that answer your question?”
My tail thrashes wildly, making my hips hitch forward, and the first ridge of my cock slips inside.
“Fuck,” we both say again.
“…you’re big,” she finishes at the same time as I say, “you feel so good.”
“I’ll go slow,” I promise, regretting it the second the words are out because every cell in my body is straining to push deeper. My feral form is roaring to be let out to rut, even though he’s even bigger than I am.
“Don’t you dare,” Jewel shoots back. “I’ve been waiting all day for this. I ruined a pair of leggings for this!”
