Page 14 of Never Feed a Dragon

“Good,” I said.

His eyes flashed, and he grabbed my shoulders before he rolled us both over. My head hit the rug, and I stared up at his thick cock. Something about having him positioned over me like that was even hotter than taking him in my mouth the way I had.

He didn’t stay there long, though.

Eli kneeled between my legs, opening my thighs again. His finger dragged over my slick center, sliding inside me slowly, as if testing me.

My breathing grew shallower.

“I should fuck you with my fingers first, to give you time to adjust.” His voice strained with the words.

He didn’t want to fuck me with his fingers.

“I’m so wet, it won’t matter,” I said. “I need you inside me, now.”

His chest sort of… rumbled.

Almost like a growl.

It was hot, whatever it was.

I took in a sharp breath when he lined himself up with my center, then filled me in one rough motion.

A cry escaped me as he bottomed out, and my head hit the rug harder.

“Vi?” His growl was lower.

More animal than man.

It was so insanely hot.

Why had he stopped moving?

“Tell me you’re okay,” he commanded.

“I’m good,” I moaned. “So good. You’re just huge. Don’t stop.”

He laughed, the sound coming out much lower and grittier than earlier. “Not a chance.” He pulled out and thrust in again, slower.

I couldn’t stop myself from moaning again.

The pleasure controlled me.

Maybe Eli controlled me.

And I didn’t want him to stop.

He thrust again, a little harder, and I groaned as a spark of something hot blazed in my abdomen, spreading through my veins. I had no idea what it was, but the feeling was intensely good.

“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Eli snarled, shaking his head as he started to pull out. “Spaghetti, we?—”

The motion sent me over the edge.

I screamed, my hips jerking and my body writhing as hot, intense pleasure flooded me from my head to my toes.

It was insane.

Completely insane.

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