Page 52 of Dragon Thief of New York
She uses the heel of her foot to push Otto over, causing him to topple onto his back. The floor in this room is cushioned with a foam pad that’s easily and thoroughly cleaned between sessions, giving Otto a soft landing.
Kat rearranges herself so she’s kneeling on the chair, holding the back of it, with her ass facing us. She wiggles it a little. “I think that was a little bad of me.”
I swat her plump ass with the paddle. She jolts and pulls up her dress, revealing her dripping center. “Otto, be a good boy and fuck your cum into me.”
I offer Otto a hand up, pulling hard enough to draw him into my body as he stands. “Don’t make her come,” I whisper so only he can hear. It’s not that I mean to punish or edge her, but we still don’t know if orgasms might trigger her forgetting, and I’m not ready for her to forget. “But don’t hold yourself back. You’ve got five minutes to come or I’m trading out the paddle for a whip,” I say, loud enough for Kat to hear.
She grins at me. “Exactly what I was thinking.”
“But I don’t want it to be over that fast,” Otto grumbles.
“Oh, it won’t be.” I smack my palm against his red ass. It’s so pretty all roughed up with my marks. He jumps away from me, grabs Kat’s hips, and slams all the way to the hilt in one rough thrust.
I make a show of starting a stopwatch before going to a drawer and pulling out a bottle of lube. I set it near the chair, then lean back against the wall and watch as my man takes my mate. Her thick, sweat-slicked hair sticks to her flush face. His muscles tense and contract as he pushes in and out of her with brutal thrusts. Fuck, they make a pretty picture together.
I keep a careful eye on Kat until it looks like she’s close to coming. In a quick move, I grab Otto’s hips and yank him backwards.
“H-hey!” Kat pushes herself back, trying to impale herself on his length, but I grab his cock, my hand blocking her descent, keeping only the tip inside her as I jerk him off. He comes almostimmediately, but I don’t give him any reprieve. I release him, grab Kat’s hips and thrust my own against Otto’s ass, sending him deep inside her again.
She shudders with pleasure, but I can tell she’s lost the edge she was teetering on a minute ago.
Otto drops his head to Kat’s spine and groans. “So good.”
Unsurprisingly, he’s still hard. He’s a dragon, and Kat’s his mate. He’ll be able to go for hours, especially if he holds himself off a little. But we’re not going to let him do that.
“No time to rest.” I position myself behind him, and pull his hips back before pushing them forward, moving him in and out of Kat, controlling each movement myself. “You still haven’t made our mate come.”
“But you said—”
I clamp my hand over his mouth, cutting him off.
“I know what I said,” I growl in his ear. “Here’s what’s gonna happen, you little thief. We’re gonna overload you with orgasms until you can’t see straight, until you’re begging us to stop, until your poor little dick is too sore to touch for a week.”
Otto groans and thrusts into Kat faster. She squirms, one of her hands slipping to her breast to pinch her nipple.
I reach around and tweak Kat’s other nipple hard. “How does that sound, mate? Does that sound like an adequate punishment?”
“Y-yes. Yes.” Kat’s climbing toward her pleasure too quickly.
I shove Otto forward with my knee against his back, flattening him against Kat and Kat against the back of the chair, not letting either of them move. “Stay there.”
Neither of them complains that I’ve taken the lead, and even when I remove the weight of my leg, they stay right where I told them. Both tremble beautifully with their restraint. Kat wiggles just a little like she’s trying to get the friction she needs without disobeying me.
I pick up the bottle of lube and pour a generous amount along the crack of Otto’s ass. Kat whimpers as some of it rolls down onto her leg.
I don’t want her to come, but I want her to feel good through all this, so I reach around with one hand to tease her clit while I work the thumb of my other hand into Otto’s ass.
He makes a sweet little noise as he rocks his hips back and forth, unable to stop himself. Kat’s grip tightens on the back of the chair. She bites her lips like she’s trying to keep me from knowing that she’s close. I stop rubbing her clit and move back to her breasts, circling one nipple, then the other.
It’s time to make Otto come again. I press two fingers into him at once, curling them to hit that spot that will set him off. He gasps, grabbing the back of the chair next to Kat’s hands and using it as leverage to thrust into her harder and faster.
“Come for me, thief.” I bite his shoulder. “Come inside my mate. Finish what you started, you greedy little slut.”
“Fuck. Fuck!” Otto shakes violently as he stills deep inside Kat. I don’t give him a chance to recover before I’m thrusting a vibrator inside his ass. He shakes, curses, and comes. Before he can recover, I’m ripping off my belt, tearing down my zipper, and slamming my cock into Otto’s spasming heat.
His broken curse is followed by one from Kat when I slap her clit. I work my hand down and tug Otto’s hard balls. He spasms, spilling again with a curse. More cum leaks out of Kat, drenching my hand. I rub the hot release over her clit.
“Ohhh,” she moans. “Let me come. Please, please, let me come.”
