Chapter 7 #2
Holding position was difficult. Vyktor was making slow use of her body, touching her in her most sensitive spots with gentle strokes that made her juices flow.
He knew precisely how to arouse her—and she had wanted him from the moment he’d put his lips to her pussy and shown her a new kind of pleasure.
She would have taken his lips or his cock at that moment.
She just wanted some part of him inside her… needed it.
Aria didn’t understand this wanton streak.
Maybe it was something in his seed that made her crave him so much, or maybe it was the simple fact that she was a naked woman, being kept by a powerful creature in a cave far from civilization and the mental shackles that had kept her from ever allowing a man to give her an order in the bedroom were falling away—just as Vyktor had intended.
She had only been his prisoner for a week.
In that short time, so much of her early resistance had faded, and in its place was a desire that made her feel more alive than she ever had before.
Already she was moaning as she held her hips high and waited for him to slide himself inside her hot, wet cunt.
“Very good,” Victor said, his fingertip slowly swirling around the entrance of her body. “Now let your face rest against the blanket, pet, and put your hands back to your cheeks. I want you to spread yourself for me.”
Aria let out a whimper of complaint. Why couldn’t he just take her? Why did he have to insist on all these embarrassing little extra things that made it harder for her?
“Please,” she whimpered.
He ran his palm over her bottom and leaned down. She thought he was going to lick her pussy, instead he let his breath flow over her rear and she felt her bottom begin to sting.
“Hey!”
“If you will not obey, there are consequences,” Vyktor reminded her. “This is training, pet. You get pleasure when you do as I say. It is very simple.”
She squirmed, her bottom stinging more as he slapped her, lightly caressing her lips along with her bottom with soft little taps that left that stinging tingle in their wake. Still she did not obey.
“Are you resisting because you don’t want this?
Or are you resisting because you cannot allow yourself to admit that this is all you want?
At this moment, your body craves my touch, doesn’t it, pet?
You need to do as I have said. You need to reach back and take your cheeks in your hands and spread them for me, pet. ”
He knew her so very well. He seemed able to read every line of her body, every hitch in her breath. There was nowhere to hide with this creature, whose alarmingly powerful instinct and intellect was focused entirely on her.
With a soft whimper, she reached back and slid her fingers over her bottom. Clutching her cheeks gently, she hoped that would be enough.
“Spread them, pet,” he said. “I want to see everything you have presented to me. I want to see my pet in all her glory.”
Aria slowly did as she was told, baring herself for him, making the tight little pucker between her cheeks squeeze against the spreading motion, her lower lips parting. She could feel the trickle of her arousal flowing slowly down over her vulnerable little clit.
“Very good, pet,” Vyktor praised, his words warm as he finally gave her what she had been craving. She felt the thick, hot head of his cock touch her melting slit, his hardness rubbing up and down her wet folds before finding the tight little hole.
Slowly but firmly, he pushed inside her, his thick dragon hood stretching her, demanding everything she had. He was so thick and hard, like being fucked by a living rock. He was gentle at first, until her hands slipped from her spread, reddened cheeks and then he thrust forward hard.
“Keep yourself open for me, pet,” he reminded her. “Keep your pretty pussy displayed.”
She moaned against the bedding, her pussy quivering as he sank so deep inside her she felt perfectly completed by him.
He was doing it again, making the unthinkable not only possible, but desirable.
Slowly he began to take her harder and faster, his cock slicked with her juices, sliding easily back and forth in and out of her hot, wet cunt.
And she held herself open for him just as he’d ordered her to.
He fucked her like that for several minutes, not speeding up or slowing down, giving her just enough stimulation to keep her arousal high, but not enough to approach climax. There was something almost disciplinary about the way he was fucking her. It was so controlled, so very deliberate.
“You need more, don’t you, pet,” he murmured down at her. “Is it enough?”
“Mnnnngghh…” She should have said yes, but her curiosity as to what the more might entail was too strong.
He slid from her pussy and slid his fingers inside her.
This was more? She was a little confused, until he scooped up her juices and began to rub them a little higher—at the little bud of her bottom.
She would never have let a man do anything…
there, before, but Vyktor wasn’t a man, and his hot, wet, slick fingers were making her squirm as he toyed with her anus.
“This little hole,” he growled. “I wonder how it would be to slide my cock in here. Could you take that, pet?”
“I don’t know,” she squeaked. She should have said no, but she didn’t seem to want to anymore.
Her fingers were still on her cheeks, still spreading herself for him.
He hadn’t reminded her of that in minutes, but she was obeying him anyway, helping him as he began to plunder her bottom with his index finger.
She was tight as he began to push it inside her, spreading the tight ring of her muscle slowly.
“My reading indicates humans like to be taken here,” he murmured. “But can find it particularly taboo. I admit, that made me curious.”
Aria gasped as his finger began to sink deep, past the first knuckle and on to the second.
It was just a finger, but her bottom clenched tight around it.
Slowly he worked his finger in and out until she started to relax, and then finally he drew his finger out completely and put the head of his cock against the tender opening.
“Vyktor,” she moaned softly. “It’s too big.”
“I don’t think it is, pet,” he replied, pressing a little more firmly to make her bottom spread around the tip of his cock. “I think you can take me here.”
He was right. She could take him. With every breath she relaxed a little more, the spreading heat of his cock slowly sliding inside her bottom with an almost gentle probing. Not entirely gentle; how could it be when his big, thick member was stretching her open in her most intimate place?
She held herself in place, letting him take her there, helping him to break one of the final taboos against her body.
Her pussy was streaming juices, her arousal as great as it had ever been as finally the dragon began to thrust inside her bottom, to fuck that tight little hole just as he had her mouth and her pussy.
Every part of her belonged to him. He used her fluids of arousal to ease his passage as he started to take her harder still, sliding deep into her body, his abdomen meeting her bottom and lower back time and time again as he leaned over her, his great bulk covering her as they rutted in the most depraved way Aria could imagine.
Sweating and grunting, gasping her dirty pleasure into the sheets, Aria abandoned herself to the coupling.
It didn’t matter how he fucked her, just as long as he did.
She needed him more than she needed oxygen as she cried out over and over, her bottom and pussy held high for the dragon’s taking.
The sounds of slapping filled the room, a wet sound, skin meeting skin over and over again as he snaked his hand around her belly and began to strum her clit.
“Fuck! Vyktor!” she screamed almost as if she was in agony, but there was no pain in it.
She was lost to pleasure, her sex-sweated palms sliding from her cheeks as the dragon rolled to the side and held her there against him, fucking her bottom, rubbing and slapping her pussy as she bucked and screamed and cried with an orgasm that took her to the very verge of consciousness.
His rough growl of pleasure met hers as they came together, bodies locked, dragon semen spilling inside her bowels as Vyktor filled her bottom to the very brim.
“Good pet,” he rumbled as she lay there, sated, her skin shining with sweat, his seed dripping from her bottom as her pussy quivered with the remnants of orgasm. No man could have done what Vyktor did to her. No man could make her feel this sated, this thoroughly owned.
She felt him pick her up and then she was carried to the bed, not the bedding in her cage, but the bed in which Vyktor slept, and laid down upon it. The dragon curled up behind her, holding her close to his powerful body as she recovered from his lovemaking.
Slowly the powerful hormone flood abated and she began to feel more like herself. A softer version, perhaps, a lighter, more relaxed version.
“You have fought so long and so hard, pet,” he murmured, running his fingernails down the back of her neck. “You do not need to fight anymore.”
It would be nice, Aria thought, to not have to fight.
But she had been fighting for so long, and trained so hard to be part of a force that fought to its very last breath that she really wasn’t sure if she could maintain a state of surrender.
Vyktor could take her there, he could push her resistance until it shredded and became willing compliance, but it was not her nature.
“You’re insatiable,” she murmured as he slid his hand between her thighs and cupped her pussy. She was still aching from their previous bout, but the moment his strong hand found her sex, she felt herself beginning to respond.