Page 234 of The Dragon 2
“I want to eat your pussy, fuck you, then eat your pussy some more, then stuff my cock in your mouth, make you choke on my cum, and then take it out and fuck you hard in your ass, make you unable to walk tomorrow.”
She blinked in shock.
Yeah. Hiroko didn’t give you a lesson for how to deal with that. Did she?
And then I saw it—that flicker. The tremble in her thighs. The way her breath hitched for just a moment, barely perceptible, but enough for a man like me to feel it like a seismic shift.
Her nipples, already stiff, now strained harder against the air. Her chest rose, faster and shallower.
Yeah. You want that too. Don’t you?
Her fingers twitched slightly on the armrest again, not in control—but in bare restraint. I understood more than I needed from seeing all those signs. She was just as close to falling as I was.
My Queen.
My sensual tormentor.
My flame.
She was hanging by a thread too. And fuck if that didn’t make me smirk. Even here—cock out, knees bruised, heart in her hands—I still had her.
My submission was still power.
My restraint, her seduction.
And my arousal?
Her undoing.
She cleared her throat and studied me. “Have you ever heard of a Queening Throne?”
“No, Queen.”
“This is it.” She pointed to the throne she sat on. “In middle ages, many women of wealth had maletongueslaves that wouldservethem whenever their husbands were away.”
“Mmmm.”
“The idea of only sitting on a man's face would allow them to experience some pleasure but remain faithful to their husbands.”
As she spoke, the image crashed through my mind like a fever dream I hadn’t known I needed. A wealthy woman—middle-aged, bored, aching—trapped in some cold castle. Her husband gone to war or tucked in someone else’s bed.
And beneath the lonely wealthy woman, a man’s face and her cunt descending onto his mouth, burying his breath in her warmth.
His tongue serving.
Her moans echoing through stone halls.
Fuck yeah.
Right now. . .I ached to be that man for Nyomi.
“Lay down.” She pointed to the hole between her thighs. “Right there.”
My cock twitched with renewed hunger.
I smirked. “Lay down, Queen?”
“On your back, Dragon.” Her eyes dragged over my body. “And slide your head beneath my throne.”
