Page 10 of Her Dragon

“Yeah,” I said with a sigh, leaning into his muscular frame, acutely aware that he hadn’t put a shirt on. “Just trying to wrap my head around everything you told me. And the fact that I saw you change into a dragon with my very own eyes.”

“I know it’s a lot to take in, Marielle,” he said, his words trailing as he lifted my chin, forcing me to stare into his bright green orbs that sparkled like tsavorite. To me, the rare gemstone was even prettier than emeralds, and the color was almost an exact match to his eyes. “But it’s all true. You never have to worry about me lying to you or hurting you. I will always treat you the way you deserve…as my precious treasure.”

He sealed his words with another kiss, one that took my breath away as soon as his tongue met mine. He was warm and his manly scent surrounded me, immediately making me feel as though I was home. A sensation I hadn’t felt in too long.

I barely knew Artemis, but I loved the idea of being the other half of his soul, destined to be together. It was the only thing that explained how he could make me feel so much in such a short time.

Whatever was happening between us wasn’t just a quick fling. I might have never experienced desire before, but I knew that the attraction between us was off the charts.

Artemis’s large body covered mine as I sank farther into the couch, lying on my back as he hovered over me. My entire body was on fire, every inch of me aching for more of his touch.

Pulling him closer to me, I pressed my pulsing core to the front of his sweatpants, already hard. The delicious friction caused me to moan.

He laughed against my lips before trailing more kisses down my neck. “Do you want me to touch you there, Marielle? Need me to get your sweet pussy prepared to take my cock?”

I gasped at the brashness of his words, but I couldn’t deny how badly I wanted him.

“Yes,” I managed to breathe out.

He slowly trailed his fingers down the front of my shirt and then my leggings. But I wanted more than slow. I needed to feel more of him.

Pushing my hips forward to meet his large hands incited a laugh from deep in his chest. “Greedy, are you?”

“I just want to feel you,” I whimpered.

“I know, baby, but I need to get you ready to take my big cock. Though I want nothing more than to feel you come all over me, we’ll start with my fingers.”

He pushed down my leggings and panties, leaving me bare to him.

Leaning back, he inhaled deeply, his eyes going to half-mast. “Fuck, Marielle, your scent is amazing.”

He hooked one finger inside me as I spread my legs, adjusting my body to fit his digit. But as quickly as he was inside me, he pulled his finger out. I whimpered but then looked up to see him placing his finger to his lips, licking the digit clean.

“You taste amazing,” he murmured.

I leaned forward, my lips just a whisper from his. “Let me see for myself.”

He groaned, capturing my mouth with his as I tasted my own saltiness on his tongue. His kiss deepened as his hands went back to my quivering sex, slowly pumping his finger in and out of my tight little hole.

“I need you to come for me, treasure. Tell me what feels good,” he murmured against my lips, swirling his large finger in and out of me.

“My clit. Rub my clit while you do that,” I managed to pant, my body already pulsing underneath him as I lifted my hips to meet each thrust of his hand. I never would’ve thought I’d be so demanding when I got hot and heavy with a guy, but telling Artemis what I needed felt natural. And it got me exactly what I wanted.

His thumb went to my swollen clit, giving it the same pressure he gave to his finger sliding in and out of me. My thighs shook as my sex pulsated at his touch, and sparks flew through my body as I cried out.

“Damn, you just drenched my fingers,” Artemis said, pulling his soaking hand from between my legs and licking it clean. “So fucking delicious.”

I let out a breathy moan, pressing my thighs together at how sexy he was.

“I need more of you. Wanna put my tongue in your sweet pussy and drown in your taste straight from the source,” he murmured, leaning between my legs as I spread out across the couch.

He eagerly lunged forward, running his nose down the center of my sex, followed by his tongue, tasting me in long, slow strokes.

I shivered under his touch, my body still on fire from my first orgasm and already on the brink of another one as his heated stare met mine.

He picked up the pace, lapping up all of my wetness before adding a finger to his wonderful assault of my sex. Desire pooled low in my body, and I cried out, feeling the gush of my orgasm.

He lapped up every last bit of me, his fingers caressing my walls through my aftershocks.

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