Chapter 12 #2
Sagan liked her clit to be sucked on and one leg over my shoulder. She was rough with my hair but apologized when she was, losing control in a way that was ego-pumping. All I wanted was her to fully come apart with me.
She also like my long, thick fingers in her, whimpering and demanding I go deeper, give her more, give her everything.
So I did. I ate out my gorgeous queen once, twice, three times back to back until she couldn’t take anymore and needed a break.
I gathered her up and held her on my lap as her body twitched with aftershocks and she tried to calm down. I stroked her hair and made it clear that I had her, no matter what was going on—in this room or outside of it.
And clearly she understood that from the way she rubbed her face along my neck and her arm was around my chest.
When she was back under control, she looked up at me with something dark in her eyes and moved off of me. “Undress. Be obedient and undress. I’m not sated yet.”
I had to get myself under control again.
I was on my feet so fast it wasn’t even funny.
I wasn’t graceful, but my clothes were gone while I had the best view of her lush ass bouncing while she walked into the bedroom.
She flicked her long hair over her shoulder, and normally I wasn’t a fan of the orange streaks fire dragons had, but on her they were alluring.
I frowned as I caught a glimpse of what I thought was a light purple, like violet one. That was a mystic dragon’s coloring though. I blinked and moved closer, shaking my head when it wasn’t there. It had to have been the lighting and the way her dark hair moved.
Plus, the lack of blood in my brain.
The moment I was near her, she shoved me onto the bed. I wasn’t surprised she was chuffing and her dragon riding her even if that was more a male trait during sex. She was powerful and people were still talking about how crazy fast her dragon was.
It was how strong she was. Yes, I’d seen firsthand how good of a fighter she was, and it was impressive the way she moved handling those Alphas, but experiencing it was a whole different story.
Really, it was.
“Lean back on your hands,” she demanded as she glanced at my groin and licked her lips.
“Yes, My Queen,” I whispered and got more comfortable, spread out for her hoping I knew where this was going.
I did. The most beautiful woman I’d ever seen did me the greatest honor and gave me the ridiculous pleasure of sitting on my hard and leaking cock. She moved her hands to my knees so we were actually leaning away from each other, but our gazes were locked as she rode me like she owned me.
And she did.
It was fucking enthralling and I was hers for as long as she wanted me… Or whoever she mated kicked me out of her life because honestly that would probably be the real outcome of this.
“Worth it,” my dragon said in my mind and I couldn’t have agreed more. We were on the same page that no matter our feelings, being mated to and standing next to the queen wasn’t the life we wanted.
But fuck, being inside of her was everything I’d ever longed for. “Please let me finish, My Queen. I can’t take any more.” I begged when I got close and it thrilled her, her nostrils flaring and her body moving faster.
“Fill me,” she growled.
I did. Instantly. I shot off like a fucking geyser as if I’d been saving up for years for her.
And I knew she felt it too.
She finished too and then teased me, rolling her hips. Sagan leaned in like she was going to kiss me but instead roughly grabbed my chin with a smirk. Then hesitation filled her eyes. “You like being my obedient… Boy?”
She was checking with me what I liked. She really—people were too mean to her. She was reserved and played the role she was given. She was far from cold.
I licked my lips. “I like whatever makes you hot.”
She considered that and gave a half shrug. “I like obedient, but I don’t think I have a preference.” Heat filled her eyes. “You clearly know what I like, so let me give you the same.”
“Beast.” The response was immediate and I nodded when surprise flashed in her eyes. “I know it’s a contradiction, but I’m still a man who wants to satisfy the woman he beds. Just because I’m submissive doesn’t mean that’s not—I like to know I’m still a beast who sated you and lost—maybe it’s—”
“That was exactly what I needed, my obedient beast,” she whispered against my lips before kissing me deeply. “Now I need you to really be a beast and fuck me so my mind shuts off. However you want, but I’m telling you to sate me.”
I chuffed and twitched inside of her, her faith that I could and would was exactly what rocked my world so much.
I lifted her up and fucked her against the wall in a way she unmistakably loved.
I begged her to finish again and that flat just did it for her the way my seed leaking back out of her made my dragon happy.
We were a beast after all so… Yeah.
She was done after that, whatever else had happened wiping her out on several levels.
I carried her to the bathroom and chuckled as she almost fell off the counter when I moved away. I caught her in time and nuzzled her neck. “Do you have to get back to your room?”
“Probably smart,” she mumbled. “Can’t get into the habit even if no one is here yet.”
“I understand.” I cleared my throat and decided to be bold. “I could carry you up and stay?”
A shy smile bloomed on her lips. “I’d like that.”
“Anything else I could do?”
She seemed almost fully asleep when she answered and I didn’t think she really meant it… But when she replied to help her with the high priest mess because she was tired of doing it all on her own and taking the hits—I knew I would.
I would figure out how and suck up my own issues.
I owed her at least that for giving me the best sexual night of my life and seeing that I was worth being accepted. That someone would accept what I needed, and I just needed to find the right woman.
She deserved to find the same, but until then I could step up and help her too.