Chapter 41 #2
Her lips pillowed around it and were so malleable they shifted with each sucking stroke. Her dark lashes were long and curved, fanning over her cheeks like little wings. Her curls framed around her delicate face, and he couldn’t resist pushing them back so he could watch her with rapt fixation.
Her head tilted to look upon him with such bewitching dark eyes that they sparkled with the mystery of shadows. The light from the wall flames revealed streaks of their brown depths, chasing away the darkness in their reflections.
The strength in her gaze evolved into a hungry daze, and her airy pants, hot and rapid, billowed around his cock like the gentlest waves.
Her hand continued to stroke the lower half of his girth, but her motions grew more erratic.
She popped him out to lash the side of his cock in an erotic lick, only to smear a messy kiss against it.
Her tongue and lower lip were the same colour as him, and he watched them constantly squish against him as she lapped more hungrily, licking kisses all over his cock.
Then he stared avidly as she steered the pointed tip to her mouth and circled it. Kier impatiently shoved her head down, so she’d encompass it again, seeking her warmth once more.
His snout crinkled and his lips drew back at the way her moan vibrated down the length of him.
Carwyn squirmed, reminding him that she was naked. He’d forgotten her hand had slid between her thighs until her biceps bunched with strain as she ground down on it. He wished she wasn’t kneeling in the slope of water. He would’ve rather scented how turned on she was.
Carwyn’s lips glided up and down constantly now, bringing him deeper in until he nudged the back of her throat. I want deeper. He needed her to take all of him as the next bubble of pre-cum crawled up his cock for her to taste.
If only I could knot her face.
He thought he’d lose his ever-loving mind.
Just the mere idea had him thickening, and it threatened to swell, shoving him just that much closer to release.
She popped him out and brushed her lips down the side with shallow pants. “I cannot take it anymore.”
She shuddered as she released him to climb up his body, her hands trembling with each press as she used him for balance.
The moment she exited the water, the scent of her desire swiftly invaded his lungs, causing his mouth to flood with drool for a ravenous taste.
Her dusky-rose nipples were so hard they looked as though they ached, and her breasts, full and wonderfully soft, swayed with each of her movements.
Her gaze, glimmering with untold yearning, remained transfixed on his.
Her crawl was slow, sensual, bold, and his eyes widened when he found it so fucking erotic his cock gave a harsh throb that robbed him of even more seed.
Then she sat right over it and ground her needy little clit against him, and his hips shot up to greet her. He slid his claws over the tops of her thighs before he grabbed the insides to lift her.
“Mount me, Carwyn. Sink your pussy onto my cock.”
He wanted to watch her do it. For her to steer his pulsating shaft to her entrance and fall upon it.
He’d never been below a female like this, and had always hated that they frequently dared to try it in the past. Submissive, subservient, and passive. Right then, if this one didn’t take control of his cock and do it, he was moments from imploding in rage.
His chest was frantic with it.
His eyes were wild when she grabbed the middle of his ache and tilted it up for herself. The instant the tip glided through her damp folds and nudged against her soaking opening, she sat back on it.
His impatience won out. His grip on her tightened to steady himself, then he shoved her down as his hips snapped upwards. In a single, harsh thrust, she mounted him to the base, and both their heads tilted back.
A sharp gasp from her shifted into a moan, while a growl rumbled in his chest, reverberating with aggression and lust.
Oh fuck, yes! The tips of his claws cut into soft skin as heat snuggled him so deep, he felt it radiating all throughout his groin.
He wanted to melt under it. Mmm. So tight, so fucking soft.
She was so wet and turned on that when her pussy spasmed and clenched, it felt as though she was sucking on him.
“Oh gods,” she whimpered, her nails digging around the edges of his scales like she wanted to rip them from him. Even with him holding her down, she tilted her hips back and forth, stirring him inside her. “Oh gods. You feel so hot inside me.”
When he finally looked down once more, her dark brows were pinched. Her lips trembled as she released cute little noises of need and desperation, her eyes glassy and the skin at their edges crinkled with it.
The moment he let up, she rode his cock hard and fast. There was no rhythm to her movements. Sometimes she’d land all the way to the base, and she’d wiggle and swivel her hips when he was so deep she had to feel him in her stomach, rocking into the way he stretched and filled her to the utter brim.
In the next movement, he was shallower as she undulated in a wave, the head of his cock ramming straight into a spot she shuddered and trembled around with broken whimpers.
Her hands would slip up his bowed dragon chest so she could curl forward to make it more impactful, slamming her pussy on the tip at an angle that felt just right for her.
Then she leaned back and bounced with her eyes fluttering and her head tilted back.
Gripping her arse with one hand, he kneaded it as he helped by pushing or pulling, all the while urging her to go faster. He glided his other palm up her body, his claws dancing along her side, and she let out the cutest little fucking cry he’d ever heard as her insides quivered.
He answered her with a huffing growl and cupped a heavy breast, letting it slide against his scaled palm as he brushed his thumb over it repeatedly.
Her hand wrapped around his wrist, and she shoved his palm against it to massage her deeper.
Kier looked down, gnashing his fangs at the agonised groan that came from him.
“Fuck, Carwyn,” he bit out, watching his cock disappearing inside her repeatedly. How her pussy had spread apart around his thick girth. Everything glistened, every inch of his cock saturated in her arousal as it dripped down to the base and pooled.
Seated on top of his black, oil-slick scales, his thick, muscled body below her, she looked exquisite around his pink cock.
Even more so when she started coming and her face pinched with intense pleasure as she fucked him with abandon.
Used him. Rode him as she cried out, her twitching insides clinging in mind-numbing, drool-inducing waves.
He was weak to the way she strangled him for her reward.
Shit. She feels so good. Utterly soft against his much harder and rigid dragon cock. So tight against its size that he was constantly squeezed.
When her orgasm waned, her moans were sultry, taking on a throaty edge as she ground on him harder in desperation. The nagging desire to roll them over, pin her below him, and thrust into her wildly was nigh overwhelming.
But he wanted her to feel in control. To be dominant when she often was the one lost and incapable of reaching out.
Usually she was trapped below him with the heaviness of his desire threading into her skin.
She put herself there, on top of him, needing him as much as he always needed her, and it was breathtaking.
It was mind-blowing and heart-wrenching, so much so, that it felt like his chest was caving under the weight of the tenderness crushing it.
“My beautiful mate,” he grated huskily around heavy pants, lifting away from teasing her breast so he could cup the side of her lovely face.
She nuzzled her cheek and nose into it, and he caressed her lips, wanting to lick them. She kissed his palm, even bit into the meaty part of it, and his lips curled.
It felt like she’d given him an affectionate nip, just like a dragon would.
I knew I picked right.
He knew it in his heart, even though he couldn’t pinpoint when it’d decided such a thing.
But here she was, trying with all her might to prove something to him, when he’d been doing that for her all along.
Her bottom lip trembled as liquid collected in her spellbinding eyes, making them glitter. “Kier...”
Fuck. My name... The way she’d breathed it, caressed it with her voice.
He pulled away when his stomach bunched and the rest of his cock extended. His knot began to swell. He was unable to resist his tantalising mate fucking him wildly for the first time, not after she’d sucked his cock.
He slammed his paw down on her hip when the pointed tip hardened, no longer soft for ease of thrusting to ensure he didn’t hurt his partner. He grew more sensitive.
His snout bunched as a light growl fell from him.
I’m about to come hard. He felt it tingling at the base of his spine, little sparks that made his tail twist and flick in the warm water he partially lay in.
His wings drew in tight from tension as every muscle in his body flexed, incidentally causing his claws to cut deep.
Fighting with the way she was in control and riding him, he winced when his knot didn’t go in straight away. A whine ripped from his chest as he shoved her down it before it was too late, rending a choked “Oh!” from her due to its size now as it squeezed and popped in.
His eyes shot open when he pierced deep, pressure forming a ring around the tip, and his wings buckled beneath him. Carwyn’s back snapped into an arch, and she gasped, her eyes wide as she halted. With her pussy kissing the scales around the base of him, they remained frozen for a split second.
Then he felt it. The slow bubble of his seed rising up the length of his cock and the blissful, rapturous clench starting its first wave.
Right at its pinnacle point, her channel clamped tight, and the euphoric roar that’d begun clamouring in his chest and climbing his throat violently quaked from him.