Page 73 of Devoted to the Dragon

I hold on, watching as his dark hair drops between my legs. The first long lick shocks me. It’s a zip of current that flashes in my core. A tiny orange blossom unfurls in the air.

He growls in satisfaction, the muscles of his shoulders rippling as he devours me. His tongue twists and flicks, parting me and fucking me until the only thing keeping me tethered is my tight grip on my ankles.

The way he sucks my pussy… It’s as if he’s discovered his purpose. He’s ravenous. Devout.

Watching him makes my breath heave, and moans tumble from my mouth.

His fingers part me, and he slants his mouth over my clit, sucking me with vicious pressure. He squeezes my ass, my breast. The deep hold he has on me adds to the blinding pleasure of his relentless tongue. From between my legs, his violet eyes snare mine, holding me to him.

The orgasm that’s been building cracks through the dam. I’m spilling, shaking, as he plunges into me with two blunt fingers, curling ruthlessly until I come again on his tongue.

He smiles into it, satisfied with himself. My hips lift to meet him when the feel of his fingers isn’t enough. He twists them inside me, his tongue lapping at my slick heat. I lose my hold on my ankles, my legs flaring out and my toes curling at the overwhelming pleasure.

I’m half out of it when he slaps my thigh and bends me where he wants so I’m leaning on a mound of pillows. He curls over me, taking a deep suck of my nipple. My tit bounces when he releases the sharp tug. He thrashes against it, nuzzling my boob with a husky growl that gets swallowed in his throat. The sharp pop of the release makes my pussy clench. He dives for my other nipple, dragging his teeth over the hard peak. My chest heaves as I watch him cup my small handfuls, squeezing.

“You have the prettiest tits. I want to come all over them.” He goes up on his knees, undoes the button on his black jeans, and peels down the zipper.

With a shove of his black boxers, he springs free. I’ve never seen a serpent’s cock, and I stare, mesmerized by what I’ve been missing. The sight of it makes my dragon purr.

The tip is a fat, sloped arrowhead. I want to run my mouth over it and tongue my way to the tapered bulge until I can lickthe ribbed section covered in veins and raised spikes. The final section is the thickest and longest, ringed with spiraled ridges and ending in a thick knot. I want to know how it feels inside me, feel the drag of those ridges along my walls.

I swallow, my mouth watering. The wicked grin on his face tells me he knows what I’m thinking. He climbs from his jeans, tosses them on the bedding, and cups my throat, tilting my chin so he can take my mouth in an open-mouthed kiss. It’s primal, tongues slipping and teeth nipping at lips. His tight hold on my throat doesn’t falter.

“You taste so good, little omega. I’m never going to get enough.”

He claims my mouth again, his hand dropping between my legs. The tips of his fingers strum against my clit so fast they vibrate. My panting becomes a swallowed scream when he pops my pussy with a sharp slap and hooks three fingers into me. My hips roll, my core clenching as my climax rushes over me.

I’m slick. So fucking wet. All my instincts are screaming, telling me to take his knot, to let him breed me.

I dive for his cock, swirling my tongue around the ridge of his pointed tip before taking him into my mouth. He shivers in surprise, his fingers threading through my hair as I take him deeper.

The feel of him is as good as I imagined, the spikes and ridges adding to the sensation. His precum tingles, almost cooling. I take him as deep as I can, only making it halfway down that second ridge before he’s stretching my lips too wide.

“Fuck, you feel so good,”Knox moans. His hold on my hair tightens, forcing my eyes to his. “Naughty little dragon. This isn’t for me.” Even as he says it, he thrusts his hips and fucks my face.

Knox’s eyes close, and his head falls back, a rattling sound coming from his chest. The sound makes me wild. My hand dips between my legs, finding my clit. I rock into the sensations, mywhimpers adding to his. The sound makes him snarl, his eyes snapping back to me.

His hand overtakes mine, his fingers curling into me, stuffing me without moving as he rocks into my mouth. My scent spikes—blood-red oranges and cool mint.

The scent makes him lose control. Knox flips me over, rough hands pushing on my back. My face is shoved into a mound of pillows, but I don’t care because he grabs my hair and nudges that demon cock against my slick lips. One thrust and he’s exactly where I want him to be.

It’s sensation overload. Knox is overwhelming, filling me to the brim and pushing past that as the second ridge slips inside. On the drag out, those spikes add more pressure. I can’t think around how big he is. The feel of him is so different, so intense. He’s inescapable. One big palm holds my tailbone down, and the other tugs on my hair.

“Is this what you needed, little dragon? You needed me to shove you into the mattress and show you how fucking much I want to fill you with my cum, make you fat and round with my babies, worship your body until you know that you’re my only reason?” He pushes farther in.

It’s so much; it’s not enough.

“More,” I beg.

He snarls and snaps his hips, giving me what I crave until I’m an open-mouthed mess, my tits bouncing and my climax racing through my veins. He thrusts hard and deep, and that ridged base with the thick knot teases my edges. Knox picks up my leg and hooks it over his knee. His rough grip attaches to my hip, and he lets go of my hair only to cup my neck, pulling me to him and forcing my eyes to his. I grab onto his forearm for purchase.

In this new position, I can only take what he gives me. My tits bounce, his knot slapping against my clit. The hand on my throatkeeps me held in place. His thumb brushes over his bite on my shoulder, and my body detonates.

He steals my moans and licks my mouth as I come all over his cock, shaking and wailing.

“That’s a good little omega,” he purrs with the same rattling sound that drives me wild.

My heart races. A shudder runs through me. The energy in the climax splits me wide open, and blackness dances at the edges of my vision until I give in to the darkness curling around me.

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