Thirty
Rohan
I stalk Alara.
She wanders through the clan, only stopping briefly when others come up to her to ask how she’s doing. She doesn’t know I’m following her, her focus is solely on getting to the dragons. But because she’s so focused on that, she hasn’t checked on me.
On where I am.
Where the predator is.
Did she really think she could walk away after calling me Dragonbond?
The title alone is powerful, but it’s never more powerful than when it drips out of Alara’s sweet mouth.
I want to grab her and put her on her knees, I want to feel her tongue around my cock like she did with my finger earlier.
I tilt my head as I watch her dainty, booted feet navigate the uneven terrain here.
She can’t run far.
But even if she does, I will always catch her.
She stills suddenly, and I move behind a tent, hiding in the shadows as she turns, her brows furrowed, biting her lip and… fuck.
I press a hand against my erection. It hurts with how hard I am for her.
The sight of her biting her lip shouldn’t turn me on so much, but it does.
She did that earlier when we came back from the city center.
I walked in just as she was getting changed and I would have devoured her there and then, taken her to the furs but Kaldar came to grab me for a meeting to try and plan our next move. So I braided her hair quickly and she watched me leave with a small smile and a puffy lip from biting it.
So here I am, stalking her like I used to back home, as she went out for her daily chores.
The gate to the dragon’s den is open, someone recently entered to see them, and she reaches the top of the hill before walking down.
I swiftly follow in her wake, my steps quiet.
It isn’t long until she reaches the dragons, and when I prop myself up against Agnar’s cage to stay out of sight, he stares at me.
“What?” I hiss at him quietly. “Don’t make a sound.”
He lifts his head, chest puffing out, tail swishing.
“You asshole,” I say as I quickly move to Solia when he lets out a loud rumble.
“Agnar?” Alara asks, and I glare at the dragon. “It’s okay, go back to sleep now. I’ll come and see you again before I go back.”
Agnar looks at me smugly, making a show of getting his tail in the right position before he lays his head back upon it.
I look at Solia. “You won’t tell on me, will you?” She huffs and rolls her eyes. “Good. At least someone is on my side.”
She yawns, and then a rumble comes from her.
“For Gods’ sake.”
I quickly duck around the back, watching Alara up ahead as she speaks to the dragons, humming like she always does. She glances back at Solia for a moment.
I move my hand to my hip, feeling for the mask there.
Smirking, I position it over my face.
My Little Whisperer likes a little fear.
Not the kind where she could actually get hurt, but the unknown. The not knowing what I’m going to do next.
She moves past Drogonah and Escor who are asleep, and aims for the trees here, where the water is concealed within.
Drogonah huffs as I sneak past, growling.
“Shut up!” I growl low. “How have all my dragons turned against me, where is your loyalty?”
He bangs his tail on the ground and Escor wakes, eyes blinking open as he stands and stretches, shaking himself out.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I tell him as I creep past, following Alara into the trees, their purrs behind me.
I shake my head.
I’m not going to have any dragons left if this continues.
My thoughts soon change when I spot Alara up ahead and I lick my lips, anticipation running through me. The hunt, the craving, the need.
I continue to stalk her, her hums like a calling, arms swinging loose at her side. But then she stops.
I smile and hide behind a tree.
Finally, she senses she’s not alone.
I peek out and spot her looking around, pushing her hair away from her face.
She has three small braids in her hair, I wanted to keep the rest of it down for a very specific reason.
She shakes her head to herself, like she thinks she’s imagining it, but she isn’t.
I follow her deeper, coming upon the water, and this time when she stops and turns, I don’t hide from her.
She sucks in a breath, her chest instantly heaving. I stand tall, hands loose by my sides.
Her fingers twitch when I take a step, and she takes one back without thought, nearing the water.
I let loose a feral grin.
I take another, and another, and she stops when she hits the bank of the water.
“R…Rohan?”
She knows it’s me.
Even masked, she knows.
I stalk forward with purpose, and when she turns to run, I grab her arm, spinning her back around and slamming her front against me.
She stares up through the mask’s holes into my eyes, gaze full of fear, but there’s desire intertwined with it.
“Kneel,” I say, tone gruff.
She blinks up at me, all wide, innocent eyes, but what I’m about to do to her is far from innocent.
When she makes no move to do so, I place a hand atop her head, stroking her hair softly. Her eyes flutter shut, and then I grip it.
Her eyes flash open, hands coming to my chest.
“Kneel here, where no one can see you. Where it’s just us. No games, no threats, no weight of anything on our shoulders.”
She swallows roughly, a whimper coming from her and I stroke her cheek.
“Kneel for your Dragonbond like a good girl, hmm?”
Her knees seem to buckle, and then she’s staring up at me, lips parted right in front of my covered cock.
Fuck.
I hastily undo the ties on my pants with my free hand, a rumble coming from me when she eyes the movement, her thighs pressing together.
“Do you remember how you wanted to taste me?” I ask, pulling my aching cock free.
It stands ready, the tip angry, leaking for her.
She licks her lips, and my teeth grind together.
“Answer me.”
“Y-yes.” She whispers. “I remember.”
“You were drunk, begging for just a single taste. Your words are important to me, your choices are important to me. So, Little Whisperer, I’m asking you now, do you want a taste?”
“Yes,” she breathes, leaning forward without hesitation.
“Open that pretty mouth for me, then.”
She does nothing for a moment, but then she flicks her eyes up to mine, lips parting slightly.
“Wider than that if you want me to fit. I’m not small.”
She releases a breathy moan as her cheeks turn a rosy red, and I let go of my cock to hook my fingers behind her bottom teeth.
“Like this.” I pull down, watching her tongue and then press my fingers to it, rubbing over it gently.
Saliva gathers, some dribbling down the side of her mouth as I rub her lips with it.
“I don’t mind teeth,” I tell her, and then I place the head of my cock at her lips. “You can tear me to shreds all you want. Now, suck.”
She closes her mouth around me, and I grip her hair tighter as warm heat envelops me.
“Fuck.” She moans, sucking harder and my head tips back. “Good girl, take more.”
I pull her head forward, and she lets me in deeper, her hands going to my thighs.
“I knew it would feel like this,” I pant, moving her head back and then forward once more. Wetting my dick with her, seeing it disappear into her mouth. “I knew you would make me lose control the instant you touched me,” I growl, pulling her harshly forward.
She gags, and I blink, feeling her throat spasm. I look down at her tear-stained face. Just when I think I might have gone too far, her glazed eyes flick up at me, her tongue rolling over the head as her thighs press tightly together.
I laugh under my breath.
“You like this, don’t you?” She whimpers, as I drag her off my cock and then onto it again.
“Fuck, you look so sweet and innocent with your doe eyes and cute ears but look at you sucking my cock like it’s the best thing you’ve ever tasted.
Fuck… suck me deeper.” She does, and I move my other hand to her head, waiting until she looks up at me.
“So beautiful. You know I think that, yes?”
She moans in confirmation.
“But I can make a mess of you, can’t I? Only me?”
She nods the best she can with her mouth full of me, her eyes glazed with desire.
“Good, now remember that while I fuck your face.”
And with that, I pull all the way out of her mouth, giving her one second to breathe before I’m pushing back in on a deep groan.
I don’t let up, picking up speed as she gags on my cock, and her little fingers dig into my thighs. I would have thought that she wants this to stop, to end, but her moans are almost as loud as mine as her fingers dig into me.
“Gods your mouth, it’s almost as good as your pussy.” She pinches my thigh and I let loose a feral grin. “Almost.”
I thrust into her mouth, almost punishingly, and when her curious hands slide higher up my thighs, eyes dazed and lust-filled, a tingle starts at the base of my spine. Then her hand is on my balls and I come without warning.
“Fuuuck.” I hold her to me as I move in small, shallow thrusts, cum shooting out of me and into her waiting mouth.
She gags around me, her eyes wide in surprise and I pull my cock out, making sure to get some on her cheek.
I look at my cum on her face, feeling so primal as I scoop some up with the head and push back into her mouth.
My fingers clench in her hair, my hips jolting forward one more time as her tongue swirls around it, sucking gently.
“Beautiful.” Her eyes flutter.
I pant heavily, moving my hands down to her cheeks and then I slowly pull her off me.
Her breaths come out in short pants, some of my cum dribbling down the side of her mouth.
“Like how I taste?”
She nods, blinking lazily.
“Good.” Then I’m on her, tearing her out of her pants as I rip the mask from my face. “Now, sit on your Dragonbond’s face.”
And she does.
She’s riding my face, my hands on her hips to guide the movement while she pants and moans over me. I devour her like I’m obsessed, because I am.
“Keep going” I tell her, my hands moving to her ass as it fills them and I squeeze almost roughly, causing her to jolt on my tongue.
She whines when I smile around her clit, nipping softly at the swollen bud and she moves over me faster, her breath hitching. It isn’t long until she’s coming on me with a cry, falling forward so her hands are on the ground, holding herself up as her thighs tremble.
I roll us over and then I’m climbing between her sweet thighs, watching her eyes widen as I slip inside of her.
“Rohan,” she breathes, shivering on my cock.
“Did you think I was done?” I growl, wrapping her legs around me. “Hearing you moan and whimper only makes me hard again, Little Whisperer. We are only just beginning.”