Chapter 10
TEN
Penny
Lie back and let me take care of you.
I’ve died. It’s the only reasonable explanation for why Asher is staring me down, fire and hunger laced in his gaze. Fuck, I’ve never felt like prey before, not even when I was younger and playing with the wolf shifters. Asher looks like he could devour me whole.
“Okay,” I stammer out, gently laying back against the couch as this powerful man advances, his large form would be enough to blot out the sun.
He catches me staring, smiling as he pulls his shirt over his head, golden scales shifting in the low light.
Before I can reach out and feel the pebbled texture of his skin, he leans down, kissing and nipping at my throat, biting down on my neck with a warm huff of his breath. Releasing me and dragging his nose along the column of my throat.
“Fuck, Penny, you smell so good.” He growls, his chest rumbling under my fingertips.
I need him everywhere. I need him more than I need air, and this tease only makes the throbbing between my legs more insistent and painful. A whimper catches in my throat, and his muscles go taut, hands slipping under my dress.
Asher’s palms are warm, the scales feel like a soft massage as they glide up my thighs, making me quiver and shake with anticipation.
None of my other heats were this bad. I’ve never felt this level of desire. Usually, it builds over the weekend, and I spend my time riding my toys until I pass out from exhaustion, order some delivery and repeat. It really makes sense if you think about it. Part of me has been waiting for him.
I don’t deny the fact I’ve been thinking about him while riding a certain fantasy-themed toy, but nothing compares to the real thing.
“Asher.” I whimper, my body twitching as his thick fingers tease at my entrance, dipping between my folds like he’s testing the waters. “I don’t know how much more I can—”
“Tell me what you need,” he says, pulling his hands away long enough to slide my panties down my thighs and tossing them onto the floor by the dark wood coffee table. He’s exploring again immediately, teasing and stretching me wide with a long drag of his fingers.
“More of that.”
Asher sits back, staring down at me like I’m a work of art. There isn’t a moment when I feel I need to shrink or cover myself. There’s no judgement, only a look I can only describe as worship.
“I’ve been tested recently, but I also have condoms, if it would make you feel more comfortable.”
“I’m not worried. I have an IUD, and I get regular checkups. So, we’re good to go.”
Between watching his gorgeous shoulders flex as he moves and the slow teasing, I’m about ready to just pounce on him.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asks, his eyes finding mine, black swallowing the gold in his eyes, rendering him closer to a demon than I have ever seen.
“Yes.” I rush out, “Don’t you? You can tell me if you changed your mind.”
“No.” He shakes his head, his brows furrowing, “No, Penny. I need to know, because,” he swallows, “as soon as I feel you, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”
Those words mixed with the vulnerable and wild look in his eyes send a shock of desire to my core.
I shift beneath him, my hands gliding over his soft, scaled stomach, watching his chest move with every deep breath, until my fingertips settle at his black leather belt.
It doesn’t take much to have his jeans gaping.
The considerable bulge in his boxer briefs pushes the denim apart.
Asher watches me with rapt attention, huffing out powerful breaths through his nose as my fingertips drag under the elastic waistband of his boxers, slowly peeling them away like I’m carefully unwrapping a gift.
It’s what he is in this moment—a gift, his body a balm to this heat. I’ve never been this bold before. I’m almost drunk with anticipation watching as the long stretch of scales grows wider until I reveal the smooth head of his cock, no, cocks.
Two smooth tips emerge from his cock sleeve and rest against the fabric of his boxers as I pull them down over his powerful scaled thighs. The toy took some liberties with the design, which makes sense. I doubt there is a dragon out there lending his cocks for a silicone sculpture.
Both heads look mostly human, but with a more tapered tip, and a thick veiny shaft, glistening with a thin layer of fluid making it easy for my hands to glide across its length.
“Fuck.” He groans, scissoring his fingers into me as I gingerly stroke both of his cocks in tandem.
Asher moves to position himself over me then stops, looking down between us.
“What is it?”
I follow, immediately noticing what he’s looking at.
He’s not only thicker than my toys, he’s also longer. I’d be intimidated looking at the size difference between us if I didn’t know my limits. This is where being a rabbit comes in handy. I’m always up for a challenge.
“Sit back.” I move my hands to his shoulders, nudging him towards the back of the couch, “Here.”
He looks at me like a deer in headlights as I climb over and straddle his thighs, his two cocks stacked between us and resting flat against his stomach, nearly reaching his belly button.
I wrap my fingers around his lower cock, lifting onto my knees as it guiding along the seam of my pussy until the head nudges between my folds, sending a shockwave of pleasure down my spine. Slowly, I sink down, savoring the stretch as his second cock rubs against my clit.
“Oh my god.” I whimper, moving my hands to Asher’s shoulders for leverage, my fingertips moving across his neck and threading through the hair at the base of his neck.
“You—you feel so good.” He pants out, staring deep into my eyes. One hand moves to grip my thigh while the other slides across the small of my back, cradling me closer against his chest. A wicked grin stretches across his face, “Fuck, look at how well you take my cock.”
“One of them.” I tease, rolling my hips as I get used to his size. The shaft of his other cock slides effortlessly, pressing firmly against my clit. I want nothing more than to chase the sparks of pleasure and ride him until we’re both drenched in sweat. No, I want to savor this.
Asher kisses my neck, whispering in my ear. “Don’t worry, princess. I’m sure we can work up to you taking both of them at the same time.”
“Do you promise?
I whimper as he shifts, his hips meeting mine with shallow thrusts which have me shaking as he holds me still possessively.
“You think I’m only going to fuck you once?” He buries his face against my neck, trailing kisses down to my shoulder, “You think I’m going to go about my life like nothing happened after seeing how you look riding my cock?”
His hand grips the back of my neck, holding me there as he covers my mouth with his. His tongue laps against mine as I gasp out a moan, his hips thrust up into me, rubbing my inner walls in a way that makes my legs go weak.
“Asher.” I moan, clawing at his scaled shoulders for purchase even though he has me locked in his embrace.
I’m no longer in control, and I’m now hurtling towards my release, heat pooling between my thighs.
His other cock twitches against my pussy, throbbing out of time enough to add an extra bit of friction.
I lean forward, biting down on his shoulder, stars bursting behind my eyelids as I come. He doesn’t stop or slow down, keeping his devastating rhythm and guiding me through my release.
He presses into me, his hips locked against mine as warmth drips down my thighs and across my belly, painting me with his cum.
“Gods, Princess.” Asher chuckles, “I didn’t think rabbits were supposed to bite.”
When I open my eyes, he’s touching the half-moon indentations from my teeth, including my tiny canines, against the gold of his skin. A blush creeps over my chest and straight up towards my hairline.
“I am so sorry.”
“Never apologize for marking me.” He cups my cheek, pressing a kiss to my lips, “Though next time it’s my turn.”