Page 25 of Taken By the Naga King

He looked around as well. The truth was, he could leave at any time. Everyone here would continue the party without him. He did not usually stay long at these types of events anyway, so it would not be odd for him to slither out now.

“Let’s go.” Gravon took her hand and began leading her out of the room, nodding at his guards nearby. He had already told them to stay far away from his room tonight, and no one was scheduled to bother him in the morning.

He led her through the halls and up staircases until they reached the hover platform that only he had access to, which led directly to his quarters.

Once alone in the hover lift, he turned to Azha. Her scent had been wafting up his nose the entire way here, and he couldn’t take it anymore. He pushed her up against the wall and leaned in close.

“I can’t wait to taste you again. I’ve been starving for you.”

She whimpered against him and pushed her body closer.

“I need you,” she whispered.

He kissed her fiercely, their mouths melding into one. His hands were all over her body, trying to memorize every inch. As soon as the lift stopped and he heard the doors open, he picked her up and crossed the threshold into his room.

Azha’s jaw dropped as she looked around. “This is your room?”

He set her down so she could explore, even though all he wanted to do was throw her down onto his bed and finally take her as his. She walked over to the doors that led to his balcony and pressed a hand against the glass.

“The view from my room is just of the grounds. But from here, I can see all the way to the gates where we entered the capitol. And the fire willows are gorgeous.”

His patience was growing thinner. He finally had her alone, and now was the time. So he darted across the room and wrapped his arms around her from behind. He dug his face into her neck and breathed her in.

“This scent of yours. You have no idea what it does to me.”

She leaned back against him, pressing her ass right into where his cock was hidden beneath a flap of skin in his mating pouch. A low hiss escaped him, a warning. If she was going to tease him, he would not be able to control how he responded.

But she didn’t know that. So, she giggled, slipping out of his grasp, and ran across the room, having no idea that her little game was about to bring out a side of Gravon that she had never seen before.

Gravon watched as she began teasingly letting her dress slip further and further down her body. He slithered closer and closer, staring her down like the prey she was. Her smile disappeared as she noticed the look, realizing.

He sprang forward, grabbing hold of her and backing up until he had her pressed up against the wall.

“You are mine,” he hissed. “Mine, Azha. Do you understand?”

She nodded, and although her face looked scared, her scent gave away her true feelings, as it always would when he was involved. She would never be able to hide anything from him.

He swung her around and threw her across the room. She hit the bed with a gasp as Gravon darted forward and ripped the dress off of her body, exactly like he’d planned to do the first time he’d seen it on her delectable form.

Every moment since her arrival had led to this right here. He had planned every minute, just to get to this. But he would not wait another second to claim his mate.

With her naked body in front of him, he trailed his hands down her breasts, twisting her nipples. He leaned in and licked them, being careful not to bite, for he was venomous, and even one bite would have her dead in seconds.

His tongue made its way further down, over her stomach and heading straight to her core. The first lick made her cry out, giving him deep satisfaction.

His tongue flicked faster and faster, and he watched her fight off the pleasure, trying to make it last longer. He would not have any of that. She would come when he wanted her to, so he plunged two fingers straight into her core, her wet heat surrounding his cool digits.

They glided right in, her wetness coating them. Gravon worked them in and out, curling his fingers deep inside of her to hit the spot he knew would drive her wild. She was not the only being to perform research leading up to this moment.

“Gravon!” she cried out, clutching the bed.

He licked faster and thrust harder until she screamed, her orgasm taking hold of her body and making her twitch and shudder for minutes after. As soon as she came back down, he stood, sliding his body over hers until they were face to face.

“Say it. Say you are mine.”

She was still panting, but her lips moved anyway, uttering the words he needed to hear. “I’m yours.”

He pulled out his sex organ, and she gasped to see his two cocks. “I knew your anatomy, after all the books I read,” she admitted in a breathless whisper. “But seeing it is different.”

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