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I gripped the round globes of her ass cheeks, loving that they were the perfect size for my massive hands. Her slit glistened with wetness, and I buried my face in it, thrusting my tongue into her heavenly depths. She hissed and pushed against me, and soon I was tongue fucking her as I held my cock in my hand.

She was a goddess as she rode my face, demanding and passionate. All it took was my fingers on her clit before I tasted delicious, fresh wetness.

Remembering how hard she’d gripped my fingers in the shower, I reached for the bottle of wing oil. She was wet, but this oil made for spectacular lube. I drizzled it all over my cock, coating both it and my fingers. I reached for her clit again and rolled it. She cried out and shoved her ass back at me wildly.

I chuckled. “So eager, my sweet. I need to prepare you more. I’m thick, and you are very tight.” I thrust my greased-up fingers into her. Two slid in easily, but three was still a struggle.

I added a little extra oil, just in case, and removed my fingers, pressing the broad head of my cock to her pussy instead.

“Relax.” I squeezed her ass, leaving the shine of oil on her skin. “You are my mate. I know you can take all of me.”

Carly nodded and wiggled her ass in anticipation. I pushed in, and she made a small strangled noise as the thick head disappeared into her body. The ridges came next. They were designed to give our females pleasure and were supposed to rub in all the right places inside. I hoped it was the same for humans.

I gripped her hips to hold her still and thrust in again, watching as her tight flesh enveloped more of me. Fuck! This was hot.

I thrust into her again, a little harder this time, my eyes glued to the spot where our bodies joined. She cried out as her pussy stretched to accommodate me. I pulled out and watched as she gripped me, the skin dragging a little even with all the lube.

“You’re doing very well.” I ground my palms on her ass, trying to relax her by giving it a light smack.

I reached under her body to circle her clit with my fingers as I thrust a few more times. I was trying to seat myself completely in her when I was surprised by her sudden scream. It was not a scream of pain that filled the air, but pleasure. Her silken channel squeezed me, milking me, threatening to end things before they had even started. I wasn’t even fully inside her yet.

“Fuck!” I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes, trying to stay in control. I remained still, waiting for her rhythmic pulsing to end. It was torture. All I wanted was to drive into her, fuck her until I didn’t know where I ended and she began.

I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed her now. I thrust into her again and, this time, slid right in. She cried out again, but I didn’t stop. I pounded into her, my thick, ridged cock spearing into her soft, yielding body.

Chapter 21

Carly

My screams devolved intobody-racking sobs. Desmon was huge. No wonder he’d had to use three fingers to get me ready. I was so full that every movement had me feeling each and every one of his ridges inside me as he hammered into me.

He let out a snarl, and I responded with a hiss of pleasure-pain. My arms and legs were shaking, and they had long since given out; the only thing supporting me now as he drove mercilesslyinto me was the pillow under my hips. It felt like he was literally fucking me into the nest.

He rutted into me, his ridges making me insane with the sensations they created. I wasn’t given a real chance to come down from my last orgasm before I felt myself climbing again, ever upwards. And then, I was at the top again and cresting.

My scream this time was silent, stuck in my throat, as the world exploded around us, bursting into flames. It wasn’t just in my head. The sheets around us, and the pillow too, were literally incinerating. Desmon snarled, his movements jerky and feverish. He came with a roar as dragon fire engulfed us.

He didn’t seem worried that we and everything in the nest were on fire, so I didn’t let it bother me. Honestly, I was too bone-deep satisfied to care, especially since the room seemed to know what was going on, and started sucking out the smoke and replacing it with clean, cool air.

It was impossible to ignore the other issue, however. Desmon was growing inside me, getting even larger than he had been before. I whimpered.

Oh god! He was so big, stretching me so much that it hurt.

“Relax. Don’t pull away,” he murmured, gathering me into his arms and rolling so that we were lying on our sides, with me as the little spoon.

“What’s going on?” My voice was hoarse from all the screaming.

“I have knotted to you. It will hurt if we try to part now. It will only be for a few minutes. I will hold you until it passes.” He kissed the top of my head.

Well, that was new. I’d expected that from a wolf shifter, but I guess dragons knotted too. Interesting. I wiggled my hips experimentally, and Desmon growled. I hissed.

Okay, so that’s a no to the wiggling. I took a deep breath. It felt as though he’d expanded to fill me completely, and there was no way for us to part, even if we wanted to. But that was okay. I didn’t mind a few minutes of post-sex cuddles, especially since now that I was getting used to it, it was quite pleasurable.

I’d almost fallen asleep when Desmon finally moved away to find something to clean us up. I stretched lazily, sore but happy.

Now that we had gotten that out of our system, I had questions. And I needed them answered now.

First off, the ash that now covered the nest. “So, are we going to set everything on fire every time we do it?”

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