Page 82 of Dragon in Boots

“You guys got your things?” the woman said, locking eyes with Damien, but clearly speaking to the demons.

“Yeah, Mom. Just give us a sec.” Bonbon looked at Damien. “Dude, put your tongue back in your mouth. That’s my mother, Queen Caviar de Catelina.”

“No, no,” she said to Damien. “Don’t be silly. You looked after my precious Bonbon all these years. You’re like family now, Mr. Greystone. Call me Cavi. Or Love Mistress.”

This was his mother? She was the queen of the love-sucking demons?

All sense of desire drained from Damien’s body. There was nothing more repulsive than their kind, except for rage demons.And Pet.

“Queen Caviar de Catelina.” Damien bowed his head respectfully. “So very nice to make your acquaintance. I owed Bonbon a debt after he saved my life, so consider us even. Now, if you don’t mind, I have orders to finish.”

“Uh, sure. Nice to meet you, Mr. Greystone.”

Cavi stood with shaking knees, doing everything in her power not to lose her composure. The moment she walked through the doors of Greystone and Sons, elated to be reunited with Bonbon—her nine-thousandth but favorite son—she truly believed this day couldn’t get any better.

She’d been hard at work back home, rebuilding their kingdom, ensuring there would be a place for all love-sucking demons to thrive. It hadn’t been easy in a land overrun by your average, violent, hate-filled demons, but she’d made significant progress ever since the gods shut them out of the human realm.

She’d signed valuable trade agreements with neighboring kingdoms, the pain and humiliation demons, to hold monthly events for spankings. In exchange, her people were caressed, snuggled, and stroked in a show of symbiosis.

The journey had not been easy, but there’d been no choice if her people were to be fed. Yet the triumphs had failed to bring her joy. She’d missed her Bonbon.

Now that was over. He was even married!And aren’t I lucky? Look at you, Mr. Greystone. The cherry on the love cake of my day.

“Mother, why’s your stomach grumbling?” Bonbon said. “When’s the last time you ate?”

An hour ago.But the moment she gazed upon this tailor, her energy began draining, making space for something tasty she hadn’t had in years. The affection of a hot man.

Why wouldn’t he look at her?

Well, you can run, but you can’t hide, tailor. I will have you pet me.

EPILOGUE

“Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Don’t stop, you handsome beast. Give dragon what she needs!” Jac roared from inside the extra-large, multi-tiger cage, her ass pressed against the bars as Dash pounded her with his large cock from the outside. It just made sense for safety reasons.

She’d been practicing holding in her fire and not changing forms, but sometimes it happened unintentionally mid-orgasm.Boom. Dragon.Then she spewed fire.

At least this way, Dash had a chance to escape, leaving her crammed inside the enclosure.

“Never go full dragon,” Dash commanded, repeating his teachings. “Not unless there’s a reason. You’ll only draw attention.” He continued pumping like the sex master he was.

“I won’t,” she panted. “Not this time. Just keep going.” Unfortunately, the penguin enclosure hadn’t been cold enough. The industrial freezer she’d purchased neither. Dash had been right when he’d said she needed training. So, after months of practice, here they were. Her final test. Full coital completion. Could she reach climax without killing him?

“Just remember what I taught you,” he panted. “Stay focused.”

“Okay. Okay.” She panted back, the internal heat spreading from her nether region to her chest. “It feels too good.” Dash didn’t disappoint when it came to girth. Or length. Or anything else. Turned out that vanity demons had evolved as big, strong, sexy packages in order to survive. She wasn’t complaining.

Especially because his favorite food was her love, and there was no end to all the ways she could admire him.

Well, except for this.She could really use an orgasm that didn’t come from her vibrator.

Suddenly, she began losing control, the erotic pleasure of being with him too much. “Oh no. It’s happening.”

He slapped her ass. “You will hold your fire, woman. Do you hear me? You will take what I’m giving you and nothing else. No flames for you!”

“No flames. No flames. No…” The orgasm ripped through her, pulling her nipples tight and her skin tighter. Her body locked down, drowning in big, messy waves of ecstasy.

He reached around through the bars and pressed his fingers to her throbbing bud.

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