25
Ember
Rock My World
Holy ribbed dragon dick.
The stretch of the ridges burned just right, adding to the building tension between my legs.
He slid out slowly, letting me experience each ridge, and the friction was nothing short of perfection.
I relaxed, taking as much as I could as he built a steady rhythm. But even feeling as full as I did, I realized he wasn’t going all the way in.
“We won’t slip away after,” he’d said.
The thought filled me with anticipation as Kieran increased the pace with each stroke.
I met his demands with thrusts of my own hips, dropping my legs wider to accept him as deep as he could go.
And those ridges touched everywhere.
They weren’t as firm as I imagined, though they did feel harder now. But covered in his soft skin and smooth enough to rub against my g-spot and…
I cried out as he stretched past the third ridge.
The tremble started within my core .
I didn’t even need to think about this orgasm. It was bone-deep and consuming—its demand taking me by surprise—and I was powerless to stop the crashing tide.
Light cascaded and stars exploded between my closed eyes as I came, screaming Kieran’s name.
“You’re perfect, my love. You take me so well.” He pumped once, and then twice, continuing soft encouragements as he latched down between the crease of my neck and shoulder.
The biting pain of his sharp teeth burned like the stretch between my legs, replaced quickly by pulses of warmth that curled my toes and had my body singing a dragon’s praise.
“Mine,” he whispered as he kissed my neck.
“Yours,” I agreed, breathless and spent as aftershocks from the orgasm trembled through me.
We were still connected physically. I understood the mechanics now. But it went deeper than that.
A vow. A knowing. It settled warm in my chest. Like a soothing comfort.
“I feel you everywhere,” I said, trailing my fingers up his strong back.
“Not everywhere yet.” His voice held a delicious tease to it. “But I promise that you will soon.”
I shivered as his words elicited their desired response, still shaking from the orgasm that should have a capital O.
But I wasn’t the only thing trembling.
“You’ve got to be kidding!” I cried as the cave began to vibrate and groan.
Kieran buried me under his body. Dirt and rocks splashed in the shallow pool around us and beat against his back .
This was my luck.
I’d decided to give up my heart again and had the most thrilling sex of my life, only to die in a cave-in.
True, there were worse ways to go.
But I wanted at least a little bit of time to explore this new toy of mine.
The stretch eased as Kieran slipped out from between my legs, while the earth tremors began to calm.
“Are you okay?” Kieran pushed himself up, tucking hair behind my ear as he looked me over.
The dust settled and the waves of the water slowed to smooth ripples.
Nodding, I looked around.
We were still alive.
My neck burned and there was a delicious ache between my thighs where his seed leaked out from me, but we weren’t crushed to death.
And I really needed to pee.
“I should be asking if you’re okay.” I slid out from under him, trying to check his back for cuts and bruises. “Are those… scales?”
Red and black slices of thickened skin covered his shoulders to his ass, vanishing into shadow-like tendrils as I spoke.
“I can channel features of my dragon while in this form,” he said, holding out a hand to help me to my feet.
Without meaning to, my gaze went straight to his semi-hard cock. It was a beautiful thing. And I’d never been one to think dicks were attractive. It was my curse for being a female attracted to men. But his handsome member pulsed under my attention .
“Did you… um… channel those ridges for me?” I still couldn’t quite figure out how all this dragon-body stuff worked. Not that I was complaining.
Kieran smirked as he helped me to my feet, leaning in to whisper, “That’s how it always is, but if you’re a good girl, I’ll show you what else I can do.”
Be still my throbbing… heart.
“Don’t tease me with a good time.” I fanned myself as I smiled. “Give me a second? Nature calls.”
Kieran stood guard while I found a quiet corner to take care of business.
A layer of dust had settled on the clear water of the hot spring pool, and I skimmed it away before splashing myself clean.
“It’s crazy to think how used to earthquakes we’ve gotten,” I said. “I can barely remember what it was like before they got this bad.”
“I can,” Kieran muttered to the darkness.
A roar came from deep within the caverns, making me jump before I hurried to his side, glad I’d already gone so I didn’t wet myself at the sound of it.
“What or who is that?” I grabbed his arm, prepared to hightail it out of the caves. I wanted to explore these runes, but not at the risk of my life.
One close call with death a day was my limit.
“That’s Dahlia, Bemouth’s mate,” Kieran explained as he picked up my shorts. “Let’s get you dressed. Then I’ll go see if everything is all right.”
I nodded, hands trembling as I buttoned up my shorts and got ready. My hair was wet and limp so I left it down to dry, but I’m sure I looked a mess.
Hopefully that meant I’d be unappetizing .
Meeting ancient dragons that lived in caves and roared like we were intruding was not on the agenda for the day, but I was ready.
It was time to face this apocalyptic prophecy and see what all the fuss was about.