Page 23 of Scales and Seduction

His eyes darken as he turns on the vibrating toy. “Oh? You want to come for me that many times? God, you’re such a hot little slut for me, baby. Let’s start.”

Gideon doesn’t give me another second to think as his body nestles between my thighs. The toy touches my clit, and the moment I feel the air pulse against it, my skin comes alive. A zinging shock travels from the nerve ending up through my head, jolting my hips upward away from the feeling.

His hand immediately presses my stomach flat against the bed, a mischievous look dancing in his gaze. “No, you can’t run. That is against the rules.”

A low moan bubbles from my lips while the toy sucks against my clit, again and again. The ache grows in my stomach as my orgasm begins to build, the toy’s pulses stoking the contractions deep within. Just as I’m close to the edge, I feel it. My eyes flare open as I take in the sight of Gideon’s leaking cocks higher above me with his hand deftly stroking along their scaled shafts. What astonishes me the most is his tail coiling around my thigh. I can’t see the tip, but I feel it stroking the wet seam of my pussy.

He’s going to fuck me with his tail.

The appendage pushes inside me, moving agonizingly slow until the widest part stretches me open, leaving me breathless. “Oh fuck!”

Gideon stops stroking himself, using the length of the silk tie to pull me forward, forcing me into a seated position with a firm tug. “Open your mouth.” His eyes darken, and his expression turns purely primal as he bares his fangs.

I do as I’m told, opening my mouth wide, splaying my tongue out flat. Gideon’s tail continues to pump in and out of me in lazy strokes, and the vibrations alone force my hips grinding forward. In his passion, Gideon shoves his top cock into my mouth while the other prods against my throat. He grabs the back of my head, shoving my face down against his cock until I gag. Saliva pools around his massive cock, leaking down my chin in a slick trail.

“Do you like me fucking your face while I tail-fuck you?” he asks, his voice breathy and tight.

There’s no way for me to respond around the girth of him inside my mouth, but I glance up at him, nodding with a submissive mewl of approval. That alone seems to light a fire inside him. His tail no longer remains in a steady pace; instead, it and his cock in my mouth pump inside me so quickly, I lose my breath. Tears prick my eyes as every single stroke causes my hips to buck and grind in sloppy, depraved circles.

The knot in my stomach grows taut, then unravels in a burst of fire. I come with such force that I choke around his cock, and my eyes roll backward while my hips continue their wanton grinding. Gideon’s grip on my head lessens only enough to throw my body back to the bed. His tail slowly pulls from my dripping wet pussy.

I audibly moan at the loss of it and his cocks in my mouth. I whimper as my hips writhe, searching for something else to fill me, lapping up the saliva around my mouth as if wishing I could taste the flavor of him on me.

“Don’t worry, I’m going to stuff you full,” Gideon says while his body slithers down mine, lining his two gorgeous pale cocks up between my legs. His tail curls over my breasts until it’s nestled between them, where now my arms press them together. “Open your fucking mouth.”

Once again, I do as I’m ordered with glee. He shoves his tail inside my mouth to the back of my throat. I can taste myself on him. Usually I would have despised the thought, but now, now the taste of myself alone makes me moan.

Gideon lines his cocks up; the feeling of just the spiraled tip against my body sends shivers down my spine. I grind forward, shamelessly wanting to push it in myself.

He pins me with a stare, slapping the side of my thigh. “Not until I want it, princess.” He presses each cock against both of my openings, and immediately my hips buck as just the tip causes another orgasm to wash over me violently.

My screams ricochet through the house, but he doesn’t allow me to come only once. No, my prince inserts his cocks all the way to the strange nub at the base, roiling his hips upward so it hits my G-spot. The cock in my ass stretches me, feeling hot, full and wet but blissfully without pain. Everything feels so indulgent; every touch lights another burning ember inside me, yearning to come.

He works each part of his body in tandem, rolling his hips in a wave so each part of his cock hits just the right places. It’s slow and intentional. His golden eyes never leave mine as if he’s trained to look at my face to see what feels best. “That’s it, baby girl, take every part of me like the good little slut you are,” he whispers, and the moment the words leave his mouth, his pace speeds up exponentially.

I can’t breathe. His hands grip the sides of my hips, burrowing into my skin as he roughly pounds into me in a bestial rhythm. Each time he bottoms out, it leaves me breathless. I can’t moan; I can’t scream, I’m so incredibly full of him. I’m writhing against his brutal movements, trying to keep pace with him, but there’s no pace to be followed. He’s fucking me like I am made to be fucked by him. Everything he does, everything he is, feels perfect.

Gideon’s breathing becomes nothing but animalistic grunting. The edges of his cheeks look flushed as his mouth hangs open, completely filled with bliss as his cocks begin to throb. Feeling them moving inside me, feeling that he’s close, my body responds. I’ve come so much and so hard that this time feels different. The coil in my stomach is nearly painful. I scream around his tail as he comes inside me, and I come so hard, I feel a violent spraying jet from my pussy.

Embarrassment immediately takes hold of me as I scream and writhe around his cocks, the pleasure and pain almost too much. But Gideon doesn’t seem disgusted by the fact that he just made me squirt all over him. Instead, he slowly removes his tail from my mouth, bends down and kisses me.

“That’s a good girl.”

And in the moments afterward, when he’s taken the ties from my body, I’m surprised by how gentle Gideon is. He takes me in his arms, maneuvering me underneath the covers. I can’t find the energy to object or move as he places the blankets around me and then snuggles up beside me. “Do you feel alright?”

“Mhm,” I mumble as my eyelids grow heavy. “So good.”

Gideon presses a final kiss to my forehead before my eyes drift closed in a sated perfect moment of contentedness.

Ruby’s tiny body is curled against my scales, softly snoring. A thunderous howl whistles through the trees outside the window as rain pelts the cabin’s exterior. Stirring from a deep sleep, I hear a tinkling chime, along with the roar of the storm. My eyes adjust to the darkness, turning over to see my phone glowing on the nightstand.

My hand swats for the phone, growling in annoyance as the time flashes on the screen. It’s one a.m.

“Loran,” I grunt into the receiver, my voice thick with sleep. “Do you have any idea what time it is?”

Peeling myself out of the bed is a task as my body rebels against moving. It’s still stiff and inflamed, though I suppose fucking Ruby as thoroughly as I did wasn’t helpful for the pain. Ruby murmurs groggily in her sleep something unintelligible before rolling onto her side away from me.

“I wouldn’t call if it wasn’t urgent,” Loran replies, his voice tight. “We have a problem and…answers, though I doubt you’ll like them.”

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