Chapter 33 #2
The guttural sound he made was very satisfying. And he looked so incredibly sexy with his tail raised and quivering.
I trailed my fingertips around the base of his tail, exploring the hot, delicate skin between it and the cleft of his firm ass. He quaked at every touch.
And when I straddled his thighs and sank my teeth into one of his thick ass cheeks, he bellowed, his hips and tail raising instinctively to beg for more.
“Good dragon,” I crooned, caressing his ass before biting him on the other side and then licking the marks I’d made. “Perfect dragon. Do you like it when your little mate marks you as her own?”
“Yes,” he rasped. “I am Elena’s dragon. Always.”
I swirled my tongue over the curve of his ass and then dipped it along the cleft. He made that guttural sound again. “Elena, I cannot…please…”
“You’ve been such a good dragon,” I murmured. “Letting me taste you and come on your tail.” I delved my tongue along the cleft of his ass again so he would make that rough pleading sound for me. “I’d like to play more with your beautiful ass, dragon. Would you like that?”
He groaned and raised his hips. “Yes.”
I licked him more deeply, teasing and tormenting and driving him right up to the edge…and kept him there until he was snarling and shaking and fighting not to come.
I slid my hand under his raised hips to grip his cock. His groan made me gush hard. And when I slipped my wet fingertip just inside his ass, he roared.
“Come for me, dragon,” I commanded.
And he did, with bellows and growls and my name falling from his lips, thrusting into my hand. His tail whipped wildly through the air off to the side so it didn’t hit me.
“Elena,” he groaned, shuddering hard. “Little mate.”
I withdrew my fingertip, gave him one final gentle bite right on the best, firmest, most perfectly curved part of his ass, and crawled up his body to lie with my chest on his back so I could enjoy the feeling of him shuddering beneath me.
“What have you done to me?” he gasped. “I cannot feel my legs or tail.”
With a chuckle, I brushed his hair aside and kissed the back of his neck. His smoky brandy scent was so strong there that I had to lick him too just so I could drink it in. “You came so perfectly for me, dragon.”
He groaned. “You like this change of roles, little mate. I think you may like it a little too much.”
Careful not to tug on his healing wings, I pulled myself farther up his back so I could rest my chin on his shoulder. He was smiling almost blissfully. I couldn’t help but feel a bit smug.
“I’m just getting started, dragon,” I warned. “You can’t cry mercy yet.”
“I am not asking for mercy.” His eyes gleamed. “There is nothing you can do that will make me do that.”
“That is definitely a challenge,” I said, raising my eyebrows. “And I choose to accept it.”
His toothy smile made me quiver. “Please do, little mate.”
“I am going to let you out of these restraints.” I made my tone as brusque and commanding as I could, though I wasn’t nearly as good at sounding intimidating as he was. “You will lie still and not move until I tell you to.”
“Yes, little mate,” he said, and his meek tone almost undid me. “I will be good.”
I let him out of his restraints. When he turned onto his back, the sight of his hard, dripping cock and the soaked bedding made my lick my lips.
Despite his promise to obey, I’d fully expected him to take control the moment he was free. Instead, he stretched out his arms and legs again and waited to be tied up.
Well, he had told me more than once that a dragon keeps his promises. I bent and kissed him.
“I love you,” he murmured against my lips. “Wife.”
“I love you.” I touched the tip of my nose to his. “Husband.”
This time I restrained him with his legs spread more. When I crawled back up the bed between his thighs, he gazed down his body at me. “Beautiful Elena, what delicious torments do you have planned for me now?”
“Only the best ones.” I bent my head and dragged my tongue over his balls. His hips bucked and he groaned.
I licked his balls again to feel them tighten. “You want to come again, don’t you, dragon?”
“Yes, little mate,” he ground out, his voice rough. “I want to come all over you.”
I moved further up and flicked my tongue on the dripping tip of his cock. He fisted his hands into the bedding.
“You want to come in my pussy, don’t you, dragon?” I asked. “You want to fill me up.”
“Yes,” he breathed. “Yes, I want to come in your pussy, little mate. I want to fill you with my cum and make you scream my name.”
I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock but didn’t stroke him yet. “You want your tail in my ass, don’t you, dragon?”
“Yes,” he gasped. “I want to put my tail into your perfect ass, little mate.”
My clit throbbed. I loved this. I loved dominating my dragon every bit as much as I loved being dominated by him.
“You want to give me your knot,” I said, and stroked him with both hands. He was so slick, so perfect, so desperate. “Don’t you, dragon?”
“Yes,” he nearly roared. “I need you to take my knot, little mate.”
I straddled his hips and rubbed my slit over his cock. He shuddered and tipped his head back, eyes closed and fists twisting in the bedding.
“No,” I said sharply, and he raised his head to look at me. “Watch,” I commanded.
He groaned and dripped as I rubbed my clit against his cock. The friction of his ridges and bumps made me moan.
By the time I crouched over him and positioned myself above his cock, he was panting.
“You are too beautiful,” he groaned. “Elena…”
I sank onto him with a cry, feeling myself stretch in that perfect combination of pleasure and pain that only Ardruc could give me. I’d never taken his cock like this, and it felt impossibly large.
Slowly, carefully, I took the thick head into myself and let it slip free, and every movement I made drew guttural sounds from my dragon.
“Take my cock, little mate,” he rasped, his golden eyes blazing with need. “I have never seen anything as beautiful and perfect as you taking my cock like this.”
Whimpering, I braced myself on his chest and took him a little deeper, letting him stretch me inches at a time, filling every space as I shaped myself around him. Our cries blended and filled the room.
I took him as far as I could, and then I began to ride him right where his ridges rubbed against that perfect place just inside me. He felt so good, so perfect. So thick and hot and slick.
I was already so aroused by giving him pleasure that I came almost immediately with screams and wails, collapsing on his chest as I ground on his cock to draw out my climax.
As I whimpered and trembled, he snarled and pulled on his restraints until the bed creaked alarmingly. “Elena. I want to hold you. I need to…” He took a deep, shuddering breath. “I need to make love to you. Mercy.”
He’d reached his limit with this reversal of roles, at least for tonight. And I found I’d reached mine too.
Gasping, I freed myself from his cock, crawled to where his right wrist was trapped in the restraint, and let him out. In a flash, he’d released his other wrist and his ankles and then he was cradling me against his wonderfully hot chest.
“Elena,” he murmured into my hair, stroking my back. “Beautiful little mate. You commanded your dragon so perfectly.”
I kissed him deeply. “Thank you,” I murmured against his lips. “I really enjoyed trading roles.”
“I think we both enjoyed it very much.” He nuzzled the side of my neck and then bit me gently. “We will do this again soon,” he promised, his breath hot against my delicate skin. “Now, may I indulge one of my own fantasies?”
After revealing my secret workplace fantasy to him, I’d wondered what playful scenarios a dragon man might have besides tying me up with vines in the forest.
“What do you have in mind?” I asked.
He cupped my face. “I want to give my wife so many orgasms that she is thoroughly exhausted and forced to spend the entire following day in bed with me recovering her strength.”
I gasped in mock horror even as my pussy clenched in anticipation. “Oh, that sounds terrible for your wife.” I raised my eyebrows. “Not to mention I don’t think it’s possible to give her that many orgasms.”
In a single fluid movement, he rolled me onto my hands and knees. He wrapped his arm around me from behind to hold me still and guided his cock inside me.
I moaned and arched my back. Oh, yes. This was what I wanted most of all: to be taken by my dragon.
“My love, as we have seen for ourselves, nothing is impossible,” he murmured into my ear. “And a dragon never backs down from a challenge.”
He thrust further, filling and stretching every bit of me as only my Ardruc could. When he was fully inside me, I gasped and wailed.
Rather than withdraw and thrust again, he held me tightly and kissed my shoulder. “And now I am finally deep inside my wife,” he rumbled, sounding very satisfied. “Where her dragon husband most likes to be.”