Page 10 of Bitten in the Wild

“We’re at his house,” I assured him. “Sorry for making you worry. You know how it is when it all starts happening.”

“I do,” Castor said, and I could almost hear him blush from thinking about meeting his true-mate, Axlin, at a strip club in Starscale 1’s purple district. “Congratulations, Iz. Just be careful out there, okay?”

“Thank you and, of course,” I nodded. “Take care of that baby for me.”

“Always,” Castor said and ended the call.

“Is he okay?” Nycto asked when I laid down the phone.

I nodded and squeezed my eyes shut to refind my focus. It was hard to think in a straight line while we were both scale ass naked and his fingers were stroking my cock. Still, I didn’t want him to stop.

“New baby,” I grunted out the words. “You might remember him. He’s the one who met his true-mate at that strip club.”

“OH! Yeah!” Nycto nodded, tightening his grip on me with each movement of his head.

I hissed out a long, sharp breath, but he didn’t let up. Instead, he pushed my legs aside until they were stretched out in front of me, but open enough for him to stretch out between them.

“I’m finally going to taste you,” he said as his warm breath danced over the head of my cock.

His otter-dog peeked out from around the corner and Nycto shooed him off with the wave of a hand.

“Waj is nosey, but he’s my buddy,” he shrugged and turned his attention back to how hard and throbbing I was inside his clenched fist.

A fresh spiral of pleasure wound itself around my dick as he leaned his head down again. My nails found the stone floor and scraped against it. At least I wasn’t about to rip up a good carpet or something more difficult to replace. He kissed my dick with closed, puckered lips. They were soft – even softer than they had been pressed against my own. His tongue flickered out of his mouth to tease me. The pleasure zapped my brain and I almost pulled away, but Nycto had a death grip on one of my thighs with his free hand.

“Stay,” he said and Waj peeked around the corner again.

“Go play with your toys, Waj!” Nycto laughed. “I was telling Izora to stay, not you.”

The otter dog waddled away looking and smelling more confused than ever.

“You,” he nodded at me, “stay still.”

“Yes, sir,” I laughed but the sound died in my throat as he kissed the head of my dick again.

Nycto’s tongue lapped at me, licking away a drop of precum all his squeezing and stroking had coaxed from my dick. He purred over my dick as his dragon remembered his manners. Inner beasts were always tricky. They had their own inner drives and instincts, and they didn’t always agree with what we wanted or needed to do. Thankfully, Nycto’s dragon had calmed down now that we were alone and skin to skin.

Nycto traced the head of my cock over and over with his warm, moist tongue as he stroked me. I bucked up, driving myself through the soft, fleshy tunnel of his fist. He gripped my thigh, not letting me budge an inch away from him. His nails dug in, piercing crimson crescents into my flesh to mark me as his territory. Still, even the pain felt like pleasure at the hands of my new mate. I leaned back on my elbows, breathing hard and fast, as his glorious mouth finally slipped properly over my dick. I gave in and lost myself to his mouth. I couldn’t look away from how beautiful he was even with his mouth so full of me. His eyes drifted closed as his speed picked up.

Nycto’s hand slid from my shaft and turned its attention to my balls. He held them – thankfully – not as tightly as he held my dick and the pressure built inside me. Everything was fire and his warm mouth. Thunder rattled the walls and shook the windows or maybe that was my heart pounding behind my ribs. I couldn’t be sure as my balls drew up tight to my body, heavy with the urgent need for release.

My hips came up again and again to meet my mate’s warm, hungry mouth. His lips pressed tight against me, followed by his tongue. My nails dug into a new spot on the floor andthe concrete crumbled under my fingers as I came into his welcoming mouth. Nycto drank down my pleasure and didn’t let go of me until there wasn’t a drop of it left.

“Is he happy now?” I arched a brow and wiped a drop of cum off his lip when Nycto came up for air.

“Getting there,” Nycto said, a bit breathless and a whole lot needy.

“I have something to try for him,” I said, stealing a kiss before moving Nycto into position.

I had him up on his knees with his elbows resting on the bottom of his slide. I’d seen a lot of stuff in my days but would’ve never imagined a nest that led down into a house. Then again, I went into a STEM profession because my parents always told me I lacked imagination. Hopefully, Nycto didn’t think the same thing.

It was hard to think about the past with his naked ass up in the air. My breath caught up in my throat and I let it out in a sigh. Everything about him already drove me wild and a bit out of my mind. The magic of the true-mate response now had us firmly in its grasp and I didn’t want it to let go of us any time soon.

I ran my fingers from the nape of his neck down the curve of his spine to the round globes of his ass. He let out a long, slow sigh as I petted and caressed him. Slick arousal already sat in a glistening pool around his omegahole. His scent filled the whole house. I hadn’t seen beyond the entryway yet, but I didn’t need to. He dwelled here. Called it home. We’d claimed each other here. Frost damn it! I might never go back. Polite society never gave me anything besides a hard time and a year of night terrors after the war ended.

I grazed my nails down his back, following the trail my fingers made on the last pass over his almost-smooth skin. Chocolate scales marked him here and there on each side of hisspine. I drew zigzags between them as I worked my way lower. The scales came more often and flourished in small clusters the closer I moved to the base of his spine.

“For egg protection,”my dragon murmured into my thoughts.

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