Page 39 of Devoted to the Dragon

Naked cuddles are amazing, but the conversation sucks. I want naked cuddles to turn into after-sex cuddles because I could seriously use the buzz to shake out my nerves. I started ignoring their strategizing ages ago in favor of watching Randi’s skin pebble as I run my finger up and down the soft skin between her pretty tits.

They’re small and round, perfect perky handfuls. Her pale skin is flushed, her rosy nipples hard. I kiss along the curve of her waist, over her toned middle, and down to the swell of her hips. She’s got gorgeous thick thighs, and I want to see if I can drown myself between them.

I shift, scooting farther beneath the covers in my exploratory mission. The movement causes the teeth of my cage to brush against the glans on my cock. Already the weight of the cagemakes me constantly aware of my dick. I’ve complained about it coming off, and I do want to come so badly I can hardly see straight half the time. All the waiting is torture—but I like the sense of safety and comfort it provides. It’s a constant reminder of her that grounds me. Right now, though, I want to taste Randi on my tongue again and be rewarded by having the maddening device off.

“Are you trying to seduce me, little wolf?” Randi’s fingers sink into my hair, and she gives a sharp tug.

Fennik throws back the blanket, his gaze hungry. “Did I give you permission to rile up our dragon?”

“I’m sacrificing myself to the dragon so that luck will be on our side tomorrow,” I tease, mumbling into the soft, creamy skin of her hips.

Randi tugs harder on my hair, and the burn travels straight to my balls. “Don’t let me turn down a worthy cause,” she says with a smirk. She spreads her thighs enough to give me the slightest tease of her pink pussy. This time, when she speaks, it’s with the steely hiss of her dragon. “The cage doesn’t come off. An offering is for my pleasure.”

Fennik chuckles, his heated gaze raking between us. “That myth is for virgins anyway.”

“Guess it’s lucky for us that I am one.”

Both pairs of eyes, silver and gold, look at me in surprise.

Randi speaks first. The hiss of her dragon is so sharp that I can almost feel the vibrations up my spine. “Then I shall honor the sacrifice,contender.”

The sound of her voice is kinda eerie and also incredibly hot. Her eyes flash, and I come face-to-face with the dragon. My eyes lower in submission, my wolf insistent that I defer to her.

The fingers in my hair turn to sharp claws that strike fast, sinking into the skin of my back. The burning flashes bright and hot, searing my skin. Just as quickly as the fire spreads, it turnsgolden. The burn melts into a smooth liquid heat that slows in my veins and makes the world shimmer.

Fuck, I’m such a pain slut.

I thrust apart her thighs, desperate to have her. I manage a swipe of my tongue, not even enough to taste, then she’s got me on my back.

Her white hair hovers over my face, tickling my cheeks. Her sharp features and dragon’s eyes are softened by her smile. It’s one of Randi’s rare and blinding smiles, and it relaxes me. She leans in and steals my lips as her claw takes hold of my caged shaft.

The danger in the gesture makes my cock twitch in the cage. I like that she’s rough and in command. Besides, I want her to own me, to take me as hers.

The metal heats and the pressure releases, all the blood rushing to my cock. I pant into her mouth, already desperate. She eases me down, turning the kiss slow and languid.

My hands get bold, and I grab hold of the fleshy part of her ass, marveling at the feel of her on top of me. I’m not surprised when those clawed hands bind my arms above my head.

Randi pulls away from the kiss, murmuring, “Not yet, little wolf,” as she passes my lips to Fennik.

While Randi’s kiss was teasing and her dominance playful, Fennik’s power is solid as stone. He drives the kiss and makes me feel him everywhere. His large, calloused hand skirts over my cock, fingers teasing my crown. I’ve been spending my nights around the horny hash with barely any relief, and my newly uncaged cock is on the verge of making this embarrassing.

I pull away from the kiss, panting, “I’m close. Too close.”

Fennik’s dark growl doesn’t help. “That’s what control is for, pup. Don’t come until you’ve been given permission.”

I’m so fucked if he’s going to be growly. The sound of his commanding voice sends flashing pops of pleasure down my spine, and I force myself to hold back.

Randi tugs my chin, drawing my eye. “I can smell your desire, little wolf. You want a taste of me? Is that what you’re after?”

My mouth parts, but only a groan of need escapes.

She shifts her hips, putting her sweet pussy on display while she holds me in place. “Please me. Suck my clit until I’m wet enough to take that fat cock of yours, little wolf. Then you can come.”

Nope. I’ll never last if both of my mates are bossing my dick around.

Fennik takes hold of my wrists, keeping them bound while Randi shifts up on the bed, her thighs muffling my ears and her pussy in my face. This is the best-worst way to die because there is no way I won’t die if I can’t come in the next thirty seconds.

The dragoness takes hold of my hair and sits on my face. It’s fucking glorious, and I flick my tongue, finally getting a taste of her.

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