Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 65310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 261(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
I grinned.
“Oh yeah?” I asked, running two fingers down the length of her spine.
She shivered slightly, tipping her ass up when my fingers traced along the curve of it.
I didn’t give her what she wanted.
Instead, I circled my fingers back up and out to her left hand, pulling it back once I had it in my grasp, and gently slid the cool metal down onto her finger.
“Dragon riders, as a whole, don’t have marriage ceremonies. We have what you would call bonding ceremonies. Marriage is a human tradition,” I whispered softly, twisting the ring around her finger as I spoke. “But it’s a tradition that I want to give you, nonetheless.”
She smiled, still not opening her eyes.
“And this bonding ceremony, what does it entail?” She whispered pleadingly.
The pleading in her voice came because I was circling along the bottom of her ass, stopping right before I reached her pussy. “Similar to a marriage. More customs, less cake. No preacher, but it’s said in the leader of the sanctuary’s presence so he can bless the bonding,” I informed her, extending my fingers so they rested on the cheeks of her ass, not touching that juicy pussy, that radiated heat like an oven, at all.
“What about those leaders…who do they say their vows in front of?” She asked curiously.
Always curious, my girl.
“Me. Or one of my brothers. My sister. My mother,” I told her, rolling her over and straddling her thighs.
I was naked, of course.
I was always naked when I joined Blythe in bed.
I was slowly working Blythe up to doing the same, but she still had to go to bed with something covering her breasts.
She said they were ‘in the way’ if she didn’t.
Her pussy, though, was mine for the taking.
And take it I did.
“Roll over and lift your ass for me, Drakina,” I ordered gruffly.
She obliged, tilting her hips up until her knees were under her.
Her head and chest rested on the mattress underneath us.
Her expression serene as I ran my hands up and down the outside of her thighs, letting my thumbs sweep the lips of her sex on each upward movement.
“You want me,” I purred softly, leaning forward and placing my nose against the cheek of her ass, smelling her essence as it wept from her entrance.
“Yes,” she hissed, pleasure filling her tone.
I leaned forward once again and let my tongue sweep out, licking her from clit to perineum.
She shivered in delight, making my mouth tilt up into the semblance of a smile once again before I dove into her pussy face first.
My tongue flicked her clit as I raised my hand and sank two fingers deep inside her sheath.
She gasped, clenching down hard on my fingers as I flicked the tiny bud with my tongue. “Oh, God,” she breathed.
I growled against her, causing the vibrations of my voice to pour into her sex, eliciting another groan from her lips.
“Stop teasing me,” she pleaded. “I want you.”
With one last flick and twist of my fingers, I rose up behind her and stared at the vision before me.
She looked like a goddess with her ass in the air, her face flat, eyes on the moon, it’s light pouring in.
Her hair was surrounding her like a halo, and I couldn’t help but be thankful that she was all mine.
My dick agreed, too.
When I reared backward, my cock had a mind of its own and lined itself up with her entrance without any help from my hand, and all I had to do was lean forward and sink slowly inside of her.
I filled her to capacity, watching as her breathing started to quicken the moment I entered her.
“Feel good, Drakina?”
I knew it did.
I could feel her pleasure through our mating bonds.
My wrists pounded with her pleasure, the tattoos feeling alive as I slowly pulled out, then even slower, pushed back inside.
“Yes,” she agreed on an exhale.
I moved my hands up to rest on the curve of her hips.
I didn’t speed up my tempo, though.
This was going to be a slow, sweet loving.
I was going to savor her body, and give her what I should’ve been giving her these past couple of weeks.
Her cunt felt extra wet as I slid in and out of her, giving me the added glide that I usually felt only after I’d ridden her good, hard and long.
And I found that I quite liked it.
She felt different ever since I’d found out that she was pregnant, but tonight, with my cock being strangled to death by her pussy, I knew I’d keep her pregnant as much as she allowed.
“Go faster,” she pleaded, her sheath tightening down more and more.
“No,” I denied her.
“Please!”
I pulled my hand back and brought it down with a sound slap against her ass, causing her to rear back and moan, as I slid deeper into her with her jolting movements.