Page 148 of Mated to the Kings

“You know dragons have two dicks, right?” I ask.

“What? Leli is so small, though. Vash is twice her size,” she says wide-eyed.

“Mhmm. Lilith is just as tiny and she has three shifters,” I laugh. “Magic is a wonderful protector.”

“I’ll stick to demons,” she says with a smile. “You don’t have three or some shit, right?”

“No,” I smile. “Just the one.”

“Good,” she laughs.

“I feel like you’re assuming things right now,” I laugh and put my hands on her thighs, squeezing the bends of her hips.

“Oh Gods,” she whimpers softly before shifting in my lap to push her hips into mine. She goes wide-eyed and freezes.

“I won’t hurt you unless you ask me to,” I whisper in her ear before kissing her cheek. A shiver runs up her spine, and her breathing catches again. “Let’s watch a movie, hmm?”

“Uhm… yeah. A movie.” Her face flushes, and she gasps when I turn us and lie her on her back. I am settled between her legs. I press my erection against her center, and she moans softly against my mouth when I lean into her to have our lips meet. I move off of her and get up to get the remote and change my clothes.

“Would you like something to wear so you’re more comfortable?” I ask.

“Please,” she says softly. I pull my shirt off and toss it to her when she sits up.

“The bathroom is right there if you need it,” I offer. I expect her to change in the bathroom, but this girl just gets up and pulls the shirt off, then her bra. I don’t know where her boundaries lie and how comfortable she is right now, so it takes everything in me to not go over there and touch her. She smiles at me when she sees me looking at her body with a hungry look.

“Your eyes change colors,” she says.

“They do,” I say as I watch her take her pants off, leaving her in just a light pink lace thong. “It uh… it depends on mood.”

“So what is lust?” she asks with an innocent smile.

“Whatever you see now,” I say, meeting her eyes. She flushes again before pulling my shirt on. I get down to my boxers before pulling the blanket back. She crawls into bed… literally. Instead of walking around to the edge, she crawls from the end of the bed. This girl is going to kill me. I am so ready to fuck this woman, and I think she knows what she’s doing right now. She’s teasing me, and eventually I’ll break.

I get into bed with her, and she turns to snuggle up to my chest as I turn the TV on. I find some random movie to play as I gently drag my fingertips along her back. When she whimpers and buries her face in my chest, I know that it’s affecting her. I move my hand underneath the shirt so that I can resume my gentle touches and she presses herself into me more.

“Like the movie?” I ask, amused.

“Hmm?” She asks, looking up at me with lust in her eyes.

“Baby girl, you can’t look at me like that,” I groan.

“Like what?” she asks with a mischievous grin.

“Like you want me to fuck you,” I say bluntly. “Because I will if you keep looking at me like that.”

“You don’t have much self-control,” she says, gently drawing circles on my chest with her fingertips as she gives me a look that clearly expresses her needs.

“I’m warning you now, sweet Maple. You keep giving me those fuck-me eyes, I will show you what it means to be fucked by an incubus.”

“I’ll be okay,” she says with a mischievous grin. “You’re not as big as a house, and you don’t have two dicks. I’ll survive.”

“Are you challenging me?” I ask as I roll to my back and pull her on top of me. I keep a tight grip on her so that my erection is pressed against her.

“Yes,” she says as she rolls her hips, grinding against me. I growl and grab the thin lace thong she has on and rip it off of her.

“Striker,” she giggles.

“I warned you, love,” I say. “Now let me see how sweet you taste, pretty girl.”

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