Page 59 of Fated to the Dragon Warlord

“You can be with me,” he rumbles, “until your heart knows what it wants. Once it does, then I will meet my fate no matter what it is.”

I want to cry, but my eyes stay resolutely dry. I want to say how unfair all of this is, but Darax already knows. He knows, and he isn’t asking for anything other than I let my heart decide.

I want the treacherous organ to make a decision, but it won’t. It refuses. All it does is beat and beat as Darax’s eyes search mine.

“I will be with you,” I breathe out.

Darax’s lips hit mine, his huge hand sliding around my waist, pressing me against him.

“I’ve always wanted to mate outdoors, little snack,” he says, a wicked glint in my eye.

“Here?” I look around me. We’re at the rear of the angular ship, not so far from all his warriors.

“Here.” Darax presses me against a low slope of the ship, something huge and hard against my leg.

His cock has emerged, and it’s throbbing, pre-cum weeping from it as he rocks against me. My core pulses in response.

“I’ve never…mated…outdoors before.”

“But you’d also never mated a Sarkarnii either.” Darax grins, his finger sweeping around the waistband of my trousers, pulling at them until he can slide his hand down inside.

“You’re my king of firsts.” I place my hand on the side of his face as he dips lower and lower, causing me to soak my knickers.

“I want to be your king of everything, little snack. I want to mate you until you scream my name and bring all my warriors running. Then I’ll tear each and every one of their heads off.”

KERRA

Darax slides his thick digit between my folds, groaning my name against the skin on my neck as I pulse over him, flooding his finger and arching my back against the warm metal of the ship.

He circles my clit, making me see stars and my core go into overdrive.

“These need to go,” he growls, plucking at my trousers.

The thrill of being caught, of being seen, sends my adrenaline spiking. Darax divests me of my lower garments, spiriting away my knickers, maybe never to be seen again, before he drops to his knees, pushing me higher up against the ship, planting my feet on his shoulders and spreading my thighs wide with his huge clawed hands.

“My mate needs to be pleasured.” Darax grins up at me before dropping his head between my legs and using his incredible forked tongue to send me instantly into the stratosphere. “Pleasured before she is mated.”

I grab hold of his head, or anything I can get my hands on, which turns out to be his wings which have put in an appearance. He moans something incomprehensible against my pussy as he doubles down on his efforts. It only makes me grip harder, myteeth gritted as I attempt not to make a sound which will attract the attention of anyone else. But as his tongue works at me, his lips sucking down all my fluids, I can’t help myself as the first climax hits.

I’m squeezing at nothing, pulsing, needy and desperate as his name forces its way from between my lips.

“Nev, little snack, you will make me spill my seed before I am inside you.” Darak licks his fingers clean before he pumps some pre-cum onto them, lifting them to my mouth. “And I need to be inside you, so eat.”

I do as he bids, my tongue swiping over the tip of his fingers to find a sweet salty taste which is almost reminiscent of salted caramel with a hint of spice. Instantly my body is on fire. I want more and suck at him desperately. It’s like I’ve been pounded in the back, another orgasm flowing through me with a violence which steals my breath.

It’s a breath I get back as Darax’s mouth encompasses mine. I taste myself on him.

“Relax, my sweet snack,” he murmurs, gently turning me to face the side of the craft.

I’m dimly aware of his form, larger than ever behind me as he kicks my legs apart and something huge presses at my entrance.

A great hand encompasses my middle, taking all the weight from my hands.

My pussy is soaking, and as his tip breaches me with a stretch only just the right side of pleasure over pain. It’s as if he is somehow bigger than he has been before.

“I will not hook you this time, my mate. Not while there are warriors present. Next time, however, you will take my hook until your womb is swollen to bursting with my seed,” he growls.

My core convulses, and Darax slides deep, calling out my name over and over. The nodes on his cock are also swollen, and they scrap over my channel walls, sending me to new heights. Hewithdraws, slowly, almost painfully before thrusting back inside with a roar. I try to breathe, I try to stay in the moment, but this huge dragon, this massive Sarkarnii, is taking all of me, every single inch and turning me into something which is entirely, entirely his.

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