Page 19 of A Kiss From a Dragon Lord

I slip my tail up her chin, pushing it past her lips. Her mouth is warm and wet as she closes her lips around the tip of my tail. Thrusting it in and out of her mouth like I would my cock, Anwyn licks and sucks. Her mouth makes obscenely sloppy sounds. Sliding it down her throat bit by bit until I bump the back of it. My precious one coughs, her eyes watering as I retreat. Spit dribbles out of her mouth and coats my tail.

Her teeth gently graze my tail, sending a shiver down my spine. I have to will myself not to come in my pants, but my control is shattering.

“Naughty girl,” I admonish. Sucking her clit into my mouth once more, I slip a finger into her entrance. My head spins at the perfect tightness of her. The way her cunt strangles one finger and then a second. Hooking them inside her gently, I fuck her with them. Careful not to go too deep. The barrier of her virginity will only be broken on my cock.

She grinds her hips against my hand, fucking herself on my fingers. All the while, her hands hold onto my tail, pumping it in and out of her small mouth. My Anwyn was perfect before, but now…there are no words.

Her body goes tight, and she’s close to coming, I know just the thing that will send her over. Pulling my tail from her mouth, I slip it down her body. My fingers pump her, and my mouth works her clit. With one slight nudge, my tail slips past the tight ring of muscle of her ass, and Anwyn screams.

The sound echoes around us as she shakes through her orgasm. Her back arches clean off the floor, her legs trembling on my shoulder. There are red marks all over her from my claws, teeth, and scales, and I growl with possessiveness.

Her come flows out of her, covering my chin as I rush to catch all of it in my tongue. Anwyn grabs my face and grinds herself against it, her clit bumping up against my nose. Once I’ve licked every drop, I pull back, watching her small body shaking with aftershocks.

“You don’t come like a princess,” I say, trailing kisses up her chest and neck. “You come like my naughty human captive. A dirty little girl who spreads her legs for the dragon who caught her.”

Anwyn blushes.

“I’m only naughty for you,” she says in a soft voice. I laugh and kiss her lips, sharing her taste with her.

“I suppose I should forgive my naughty girl?” She nods her head.

“Please, I’ll be good.”

“How are you going to do that?” My hand cups her pussy, which is already growing wet again.

“By keeping my promise.” Her soft pink tongue licks up my chin and lips. Licking me clean of her come, just like I told her she would. My Anwyn, a gift I don’t deserve.

I cup her cheek, enjoying the high of playing these games but needing to make sure she’s alright.

“Are you well? Do you need anything?”

She shakes her head but then shivers. Scooping her up, I carry her body back toward my lair. Quickly, I get the fire going as I lay her down in the pallet of silk and pillows. She spreads out on the sheet like a queen. Her eyes calling me back to her.

“Are you hungry? Thirsty?” I ask, kneeling beside her. “I’ll make you some food.”

Anwyn grabs my arm before I can stand.

“The only thing I need right now is you.” I never thought I’d hear those words from her lips. A broken groan escapes me.

Anwyn guides me between her legs again. I am careful not to give her my full weight. Her hand trails down my stomach and unlaces the fly of my leather pants. It’s not long before her curious hand is holding my cock, stroking it. I growl into her neck, pumping my hips into her fist.

I don’t need to see her to know she’s smiling as she whispers, “My turn.”

9

ANWYN

Lassar is everywhere as I hold him in my hand.

His claws skim over every inch of my naked skin. Just like in the pool, the sensation causes goosebumps to break out along my body. What he did to me then lit a fire inside of me. I’ve never experienced the type of pleasure I felt at the hands of my dragon. No human man could do what he did to me. I know that in my heart.

The silk beneath me is cool against my hot skin.

His mouth consumes mine. Over and over, his lips press into mine. They’re scaled texture is rough, while his forked tongue is soft as it tangles with mine. He tastes like fire, smoky and heady and I want to drown in it. I give his cock a tentative stroke. I’ve never done anything like this, but I know human men are not this well-endowed. Or covered in soft ridges that mimic the scales on his body.

I shiver as Lassar lets out a groan.

“Does my cock please you, my Anwyn?” he asks. I nod my head. “Say it.”

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