Chapter 26
Grim
I tried being straight down the line. Then I tried to scare Wren off. I did my best, but it didn’t work, and right now, I’m infinitely glad.
I’m so desperate to be inside her.
It’s been a while for me. I’m worried I’m not going to last. Not with this female. She’s better than all the fantasies I’ve conjured up. So much fucking better. The reality of her is destroying every shred of control I have.
“Get on your knees for me,” I tell her, my voice rough.
She does, rolling onto her stomach before rising up on all fours. The sight of her with her ass in the air makes my cock throb so hard it’s painful.
I growl low as my dragon makes himself known. Making sure I know he approves. He’s clawing at me to take her. To shove my cock inside her.
I push the beast down hard, forcing him back.
I move behind her, running my hands up her thighs. Her skin is so soft, so perfect. I reach around and find her clit with my fingers, rubbing it in gentle circles.
She gasps, her back arching.
“That’s it,” I murmur, working her slowly with just the tip of my finger on her already swollen bundle of nerves.
Within moments, she’s rocking against my hand, making all the right noises. Little whimpers and moans that shoot straight to my cock.
I grip her lush ass with my free hand and squeeze. She’s going to jiggle so sweetly for me when I’m fucking her. I can already picture it.
My mouth waters at the thought.
I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock pressing against her wet heat. But I don’t push in yet. Instead, I keep rubbing her clit, ever so gently. Building her up again.
The next time she comes, it’s going to be with me buried deep inside her.
I long to thrust into her hard and fast, to take what I need. But I can’t. She’s so tight. I felt it when I had my fingers inside her. I need to prime her first, or I’ll hurt her.
I ease in slowly, just the tip at first. I grunt hard. She feels so good that it takes effort not to just slam home. I rock in and out, shallow thrusts that let her body adjust to my size. All the while, I keep rubbing softly on her clit.
She makes these noises that are halfway between pleasure and pain.
“You good?” I ask.
“More,” she gasps. “I can take more.”
I smile, and it must look feral as fuck. Good thing she’s facing away from me. Grunting again, I push in deeper, inch by inch, until I’m finally fully seated inside her. My eyes nearly roll back in my head. She feels incredible. Hot and tight and perfect.
I hold still for a moment while she adjusts. She’s making these little panting noises. Her channel will be stinging a little from being so stretched.
I reach around her gently, squeezing her clit between my fingers, trying to help her through.
Her pants become more urgent, and she moans. Still holding her clit firmly. I lean back a little, looking down at her ass. I love how filled out she is. She’s all hips, tits, and ass.
I take a handful of one of her soft globes and squeeze, opening her further. I can see where my cock disappears inside her.
She moans, still panting.
“Grim.” It’s desperate.
Then I give her ass a sharp spank. The sound echoes through the room.
She cries out, her pussy clenching around my cock so hard I see stars.
“Fuuuuuuck,” I growl.
She gasps my name, sounding slightly pissed but also turned on.
I pinch her clit a little and spank her on the same spot.
She does something between a moan and a yell; her body trembles.
“You can tell me to stop,” I remind her.
She doesn’t. My balls pull tighter. I think I might be in love…with her pussy.
I spank her again.
Her ass jiggles beautifully, and her tits jerk forward as she reacts with a jolt and a deep moan. Her ass is a little pink on that spot now.
Holy shit, but she’s a vision.
I take my fingers off her clit and gather some of her wetness, dragging it up and around. She’s soaked, her arousal coating my cock and dripping down her thighs.
“You like that,” I tell her, my voice rough with need.
Wren whimpers, and then she full-out yells when I rub her clit again, this time with a touch more pressure.
Then I start fucking her. Wren arches her back and cries out.
I keep rubbing for the first few thrusts, working her clit while I move inside her. Then I grab her hips with both hands. They’re made for holding onto. Perfect handholds for exactly this.
I’m grunting hard, my jaw clenched so tight it aches. My balls are so tight they’re practically in my throat.
I fuck her, quickly finding her G-spot and making sure I stay on it with every thrust. She’s dropped down to her elbows now, the side of her face pressed into the pillow, her ass in the air.
Her body makes wet, suctioning noises with each thrust.
She’s yelling and moaning, a litany of “yes” and “oh god” and “Grim” that makes my control slip further.
This round needs to be fast because I won’t last. I can’t. I’ll play with her some more on the next round. I’ll make her beg me for release.
Right now, I just need to come so badly I ache.
I work her channel, dipping down a little to hit her just right. I’m rewarded with a hard keen, and her pussy starts fluttering.
That’s it.
I growl.
I have to work to hold on. I keep up the deep, punchy thrusts that hit that spot inside her.
Wren grips the comforter with both hands, fisting the fabric as she arches back into me.
Her pussy all-out clamps down on me, and I’m done. I release my seed in a hard spurt. Scales pop out across my chest. I roar so loudly that I’m afraid I might scare her, but I can’t help it.
Wren shouts my name as she starts spasming around my cock, her whole body convulsing with the force of her orgasm.
I come harder than I ever have in my life. I look down at where my wet cock is disappearing inside her. In and out. Her ass shakes each time my hips hit against her. It’s one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen.
I jerk into her, crunching a little over my middle, grunting hard. I sound like a wild animal, but I can’t help it.
I keep going, sure to draw out every bit of pleasure from her. I finally slow, my movements becoming slower until I stop completely.
I pull out carefully, and I can’t help but love the sight of my seed leaking down her legs.
My dragon loves it too, but for completely different reasons.
She’s not ours, I remind him, and thank fuck, he quietens down, sated…for now.
We’re both panting hard, our bodies slick with sweat.
My balls actually throb from how hard I came. I’m still fully erect, my cock already wanting back inside her.
I remind myself that she’s human. She needs time to recover.
I can’t just take her over and over like I want to.
I want her bent over every piece of furniture in this room.
In the shower, standing up. I wouldn’t mind going to the laundry room and turning on a washing machine… the spin cycle is a winner.
I want so much more than we have time for. It is what it is. I’m going to have to make do.
“Hold still,” I tell her, climbing off the bed.
I find a bathroom attached to the bedroom and grab a washcloth, running it under warm water. Then I return to her, handing it to her so that she can clean up.
“Thank you,” she says, doing what she needs to do. She’s still breathing hard, her eyes hazy with pleasure.
I take the washcloth back and put it in the bathroom. Then I lie down next to her on my back, putting my hands behind my head.
“Was it too much?” I ask her after a short while.
She turns on her side. “No.”
“You sure?”
“Yes, I liked it…all of it. I liked it more than I thought I would. You were right about the pleasure and pain thing.” She gets this look.
“What is it?”
“I liked it, but I wouldn’t want you to tie me up and blindfold me or any of that kinky stuff.”
“That’s a pity.”
She gasps and hits me on the side of my arm. “You’re too much.”
“Bondage and taking away some of a person’s senses heightens other senses. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not into serious BDSM, but some things just work.”
“I’ll have to take your word for it.” She smiles shyly at me.
I would love to see Wren tied up and begging me to make her come. My dick gets even harder just thinking about it.
“Tell me more about your life on the Mainland,” I finally say, needing the distraction.
“No.” She shakes her head, a smile playing at her lips.
I frown. “No? Why not?”
“You just made me come several times. The last one blew my mind. Holy shit! I’m pretty sure it was because you spanked me and did that thing with my clit.” She laughs softly. “Now you want me to talk about my parents and my friends back home?” She lifts her brows. “I can’t do that. Not right now.”
I laugh. “That wasn’t what I was asking at all. But fine, tell me about yourself. Something interesting.”
She’s quiet for a moment, thinking. Then she turns her head to look at me. “I can juggle.”
“Really? As in balls up in the air?”
“Yep. Four balls at once. Sometimes five if I’m really concentrating.” Her smile widens. “My brother and I used to practice all the time as kids. We watched a clown do it at the circus. We practiced for hours in the backyard until we both got pretty good. Although I’m better.”
“Clowns and circus tents,” I say, shaking my head. “Humans are weird.”
She laughs. “Says the guy who turns into a dragon.”
Fair point.
“Your turn,” she says. “Tell me something interesting about you.”
“I can’t,” I tell her, rolling toward her.
“Why not?”
“Because my mouth is full.” I lean down and capture one of her nipples between my lips, suckling on it until it goes stiff.
She gasps, her back arching off the bed. Then she grabs the back of my head, threading her fingers through my hair.
I worship her breasts, taking my time with each one. Licking and sucking and gently biting until she’s squirming.
“You have really great breasts.” I cup them in my hands, marveling at their fullness. “They fit my hands, and my hands are fucking big.”
“I used to hate them.”
“What?” My voice is laced with shock. “Why? If I had tits like this, I would never leave the house. I’d play with them all day.”
She laughs, and they bounce.
“Are you ready to take my cock again?” I ask her, and her pupils blow up.
“I like how forward you are. I mean, you’re a little crass, but…I really like the honesty. It’s refreshing.”
I’m far from honest.
I’m keeping a ton from her, but it’s for the best.
“You didn’t answer my question. Are you ready for my cock or do you need more time?”
She nods. “I’m ready. I didn’t think that I could get turned on again so soon, but here we are.”
She starts to move.
“No. Stay on your side.” I lift her top leg, bending her knee.
Then I straddle the leg still on the bed, holding up the other leg to give me plenty of access to her glistening pink pussy.
“Let’s see if we can find another one of your G-spots.
” I hug her leg to my chest, crouching down to get my cock in line with her entrance.
“Okay.” It comes out all breathy.
“Put your arms up above your head. Don’t come until I give you permission.”
“That’s not fair.”
“I mean it,” I tell her. “You have to hold on.”
“How?”
“I don’t care. Find a way.”
Instead of doing what I ask of her, she grabs my junk and gives my balls a soft squeeze. I groan and give an involuntary jerk of the hips; my tip rubs against her slit, and we both groan.
“You can’t touch me, Wren,” I warn.
“Why not? I like touching you.”
“I’ll come and leave you hanging. You don’t want that, do you?”
She shakes her head, putting her arms up above her head.
I thrust into her, and my dragon roars with approval. I forget all about him as I lose myself inside her. Fuck! I’ve told her not to come without permission. Told her she needs to hold on. I need to do the same, and it won’t be easy.