Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 56189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
She’s right, but it stings all the same. I start to sit up. “We’re moving too fast.”
“Stop that.” She pushes against my chest, and it’s almost absurd how weak she is. I could hold this position indefinitely, but I allow her to urge me down onto my back. Her claw-less fingers knead at my scales. “Unless you don’t want this? It’s okay if you don’t.”
“Briar.” Her name comes out almost as a curse. “I am doing everything in my power not to lose control right now. Have mercy.”
Her slow smile has my cocks practically bursting out of my pants. “Mercy,” she echoes. “Sol, you truly are a surprise on every level, aren’t you? I would like to take off your pants now.”
“Do it.”
She fumbles my belt open and then gets tangled trying to pull the fabric past my thighs and tail. I give a frustrated curse and wrap one arm around her to shift her higher so I can use the other to shred through my pants.
I liked those pants, but I like settling Briar back onto my lower stomach without anything between us even more. She shrugs out of her ruined dress, leaving the fabric to flutter to the ground beside the bed. She glances over her shoulder, and her pale skin goes a rather fetching pink. “Two,” she says faintly. “And so big.”
The faint tremor in her voice has me digging my claws into the bedding to avoid reaching for her. “You lead.”
She finally looks back at my face. “Lead?”
“Yes.” A hiss works into my voice, but I can’t help it. Her pussy is slippery against my scales; she says I’m the warm one, but she’s scorching me.
The moment spins out between us. A small line appears between her brows, but she finally comes to some conclusion and nods. “Okay. I can do this.” She inches off me and awkwardly maneuvers around to perch on my thighs. “I want to do this.”
Her body frames my cocks, and even having been with humans before, I can’t stop the surge of sheer lust at the thought of sinking into her body. Will she be able to take all of me? I don’t know. The not knowing torments me. I need to find out. I need to press into her tight, wet sheath and feel her clamp around me.
I need…
Briar wraps both her hands around the head of my lower cock, and my thoughts short out. She touches me slowly, exploring me in a way that makes me want to roar. Touch me. Harder. I clamp my jaws shut to keep the orders inside. She’s not like the others I’ve been with. I am her first of my kind, and no doubt the first of my size. I have to go slow. To prepare her. To check—
She dips down and drags the flat of her tongue over my slit. I nearly cum right then and there. The sensation only gets stronger when she sits back and licks her lips. “I…I can’t take you in my mouth. Not properly.”
Goddess, but this woman is going to kill me.
I tighten my grip on the bedding, the faint shredding sound making her look at me in askance. “Don’t stop,” I bite out. “I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine.” She coasts her fingertips down the top of one cock and up the underside of the other. “You look like you’re in pain.” A tiny smile tugs at the edges of her lips, but her dark eyes are troubled. “Will you lose control?”
“No.” The word is so garbled, it doesn’t sound like me.
“Are you sure?”
I can’t tell if she’s teasing me or it’s a genuine question. Goddess, give me strength. I. Will. Not. Frighten. Her. “I give you my word. I won’t lose control. This time.”
Chapter 13
Briar
This time.
I have never felt more powerful than I do in the moment when I give one of Sol’s two—two—cocks a stroke and watch every muscle stand out in his body. I’ve never put much thought into the attractiveness of cocks, but his are lovely. They just like the rest of him, humanoid and yet not at the same time. They both curve slightly toward his stomach and they’re a deep green.
He’s absolutely shredding the bed with his claws, as if he needs some outlet. As if my fumbling, tentative touches are enough to drive this dragon to distraction.
I shouldn’t tease him. He’s obviously holding on by a thread, and while the idea of being so tempting as to make him lose control is an attractive one, the sheer size of his cocks is enough to give me pause. I don’t know if I can take one, let alone both. The thought of forcing it makes my stomach drop out.
It’s been good with him. Pleasurable. I don’t want that to stop.
It’s more than that, though. He’s given me pleasure, yes, but he’s also given me other things that are equally valuable. Honesty. Patience. A kind of caring that I can barely comprehend. I’m not naïve enough to think that it will always be like this, but at the same time, how can I not be entirely seduced by the idea of spending the next seven years as this man’s wife?