Page 20 of Red and Her Dragons (Dirty Paranormal Fairytale Haremlan 4)

I blushed and smiled. It had been years since someone complimented me in the way that Bret had just done. It felt good and left me speechless.

He laid me back down on the cushions of the couch and placed kisses all along my skin, starting from the part of my chest in between my breasts, and working his way down toward the waistband of my jeans. Without missing a beat, he undid the button and unzipped them before wrapping his fingers over the edge of the waistband and then pulled them off me. The air around me was chilly, and I couldn’t wait for Bret to surround me in his warmth.

But instead of climbing back over me as I expected him to, he shucked off his jeans and lowered himself between my legs. My sex was dripping wet and aching with need, and the fact that his face was so close to it, I nearly orgasmed right then and there.

He raked his fingers along my thighs and planted kisses on the skin near the hem of my panties. He then shoved his nose into the cloth covering my sex and breathed in.

“You smell like heaven,” he murmured against my sex.

“Thank you,” I said through a shuddering breath. Goosebumps prickled along my skin and my heart hammered in my chest. He continued to kiss my thighs as his arms wrapped around them. His fingers slid underneath the waistband of my panties, and he tugged them off my waist and down my thighs.

“Well, what do you know? The carpets do match the drapes,” he said and smiled up at me.

I chuckled. “Okay, weirdo. What did you expect?”

He shrugged. “With you, it doesn’t matter. You always exceed expectations, and you always seem to surprise me.”

“Um… thank you…” It came out sounding like a question.

He smirked and shrugged. “Just thought you should know.”

“All right then,” I said.

“Now, where were we?” he asked.

I leveled my gaze on him and arched an eyebrow. “Where do you think?”

He breathed in deep and smiled deviously. “Oh right.”

He lowered his face to my sex and breathed in deep. He heavily sighed and spread my delicate folds with his fingers a second before the tip of his tongue brushed along my sensitive clit. I sucked in a shuddering breath.

“Oh… just you wait. I’m just getting started,” he said.

His tongue danced along my sex. My thighs shook with the sensation. Pressure built between my hips as my orgasm started to build. I arched my hips and gripped whatever parts of the couch I could. My breaths quickened as he sucked up my juices from my swollen, wet pussy. Every motion caused the pressure to build and my orgasm to inch closer and closer.

As my orgasm started, his tongue slowed. My release flooded through me. And I moaned through my pleasure as he continued to push me through waves of ecstasy.

But he wasn’t done yet.

Fingers dipped inside me stretching and filling me, preparing my entrance for his massive girth. As he shoved his fingers inside me, going deeper and deeper, another orgasm started to form. He hit all the right spots inside me, coaxing the pressure to increase exponentially.

Before long, I cried out through another wave of intense pleasure.

He pulled his fingers from me once my orgasm faded and lifted up onto his knees, sucking off his fingers, licking every inch of my taste from his skin. Then he smiled down at me and crawled over me. He kissed the tip of my nose and then my lips as he settled between my legs, the tip of his erection pressing against my entrance.

“I hope you’re ready for this,” he murmured.

“Sounds like a lot of talk and not a whole lot of show,” I teased.

He chuckled. “Oh, darling, just you wait.”

“Been waiting,” I said, continuing to tease him.

He slammed into me. I clung to him as pain stabbed through my sex, ripping me as he forced his way into me, filling every inch of space I had available. From there, he took things slower as he moved inside me and one hand braced on my hip, keeping me from moving with him.

Once I was fully stretched to fit him, he released my hip and I moved with him. I squeezed my Kegels with every thrust inside me, relaxing them as he moved out. Over and over until he stopped.

His face hovered over mine. I met his gaze and he smiled. “You just feel too good.”

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