Page 21 of Red and Her Dragons (Dirty Paranormal Fairytale Haremlan 4)

I smiled. “You do too, obviously.”

He chuckled. “We need to change position.”

“Okay, what did you have in mind?” I asked.

He pulled out of me and settled his ass on a cushion. He patted his thighs, and I smirked. His cock stood erect with a sheen given by wetness of my sex. I bit my lip, sat up, and then straddled him. Bret’s hands gripped my ass as I settled my entrance on the tip of his dick.

I met his gaze again and was startled by the intensity of the silver in his eyes. Not breaking from his gaze, I slid over the top of his dick and situated with him inside me. I ground my hips against his, moving along his shaft with his hands gripping my ass, fingers digging into my skin, urging my movements.

My orgasm started to build again, and I leaned forward to kiss him. My movements picked up speed and I buried my face into the crook of his neck, concentrating on keeping my movements steady.

All too soon, my orgasm hit, and I cried out my pleasure into his neck.

“There you go,” he murmured into my ear. “Let it all out.”

My body became weak, making keeping up the pace more difficult. But Bret helped, coaxing my movements again. And once my orgasm faded, he kissed me. His dick throbbed inside me as his tongue danced along mine. Then he leaned forward, gripping my breasts and massaging them before leaving my lips to suck on each one.

And just like that, I was ready to go again.

Though I had no idea what had come over my body since being back here, I was glad to have this moment with Bret. Sex with him was intense.

Bret’s arms wrapped around me and squeezed me to him as he stood with me in his arms. I wrapped my arms and legs around him as he carried me from the living room and down the hall. It didn’t take long for me to realize he was carrying me to my bed.

Once we were in my room and on my bed, he flipped me to my stomach.

“On your knees,” he demanded.

I smiled and did as I was instructed.

His dick pushed into my entrance again, filling me completely just as he had before. Our skin slapped together, making a clapping sound. I gripped the comforter in my fists and lowered my chest to the bed, keeping my ass in the air.

Bret’s arm wrapped around me seconds before his fingers brushed along my clit. Once again, another orgasm started to build.

He grunted with his movements, and I could tell that he was getting close, but instead of pushing through to his release, he stopped his movements to nibble on my back as he continued to massage my clit.

My orgasm hit, forcing me to cry out in pleasure once more. Though, this time, my cries were muffled by the mattress.

He pulled out of me and forced me to my back. Once he settled between my legs, he entered me. I widened my legs, wrapping them around his waist, allowing him to go even deeper. As he moved, he increased his force. The headboard on the bed slammed against the wall. He gripped my hands, holding them above my head with one hand as he wrapped his fingers through my hair with the other. All the while, he never lost a beat, maintaining the same mind-blowing rhythm.

As my next orgasm neared, his movements stuttered. He buried his face into my neck and grunted. My climax hit. Warm liquid shot inside me as he grunted and worked through each shuddering movement until they stopped completely.

As our orgasms faded, he pulled out of me and laid at my side. I rolled over, wrapping myself around him. We lay entangled together, catching our breath.

After several minutes, he sighed and announced, “I’m hungry.”

“I’m tired,” I said.

He pulled me into him, wrapping his arm around me and rubbing my side with the tips of his fingers. “You lay there, relax, and get some rest.”

“Okay,” I mumbled, closing my eyes.

I fell into the deepest, most satisfying sleep I had ever had.

8

MARCUS

I woke up with a start. I had no idea how late it was, but I was sure I slept longer than I intended to. I rubbed my face free of the last of the grogginess that overcame me and sat up in bed. Silence echoed around me, and I had a sense that something was off. I slipped into the hall, heading to the kitchen for a quick bite to eat. As I made my way, Bret slipped out of Emily’s room and headed toward me. He nodded at me as he drew closer.

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