Page 98 of Destined By Dragonblood
His scent remained as did that awareness of his proximity, and I filled my lungs, longing and lust swelling through me, tightening my balls.
“Gonna come, baby. Fill up your belly like you’re lusting for.”
Ashley hummed with excitement, the scent of her arousal thickening in the air.
“Now.” I shot, groaning with each spurt she swallowed, lapping and sucking as though insatiable.
“So good,” she said with a sigh once I finished, kissing the tip of my softening dick. One last lick over the slit, and she crawled up my body, settling her sopping core against my groin. “I can’t get enough of you and your sweet, tingly cum.”
“Tingly?”
She nodded, her eyes full of amusement, a soft smile on her lips. “Best thing I’ve ever tasted.”
“It’s because he’s your alpha.”
I lifted my head as Ashley squeaked and rolled off me, pulling the sheet off me and up to her chin.
Primrose stood in the doorway I hadn’t realized had been left open. “His cum will prolong your human life, same as Dolyn’s will his once you’ve fully bonded.” She pointed at me, and a rush of hot arousal swelled my cock at the thought of tasting Dolyn.
“And that—” she motioned toward my still stiff cock I put a hand over, “is because you’re fated mates. You’ll fuck like animals long after humans would slump in exhaustion.”
“Excuse me, but who are you?” Ashley asked, her voice small even as jealousy rippled from her.
“Primrose. Dolyn’s granddaughter.”
“Holy…” Ashley cleared her throat. “He never said anything about having a granddaughter.”
“Because he wasn’t aware of my existence until he showed up.”
“How long has it been since he’s been home?”
“A very long time.” Primrose stood in the doorway and went on to tell us both a bit of history I felt sure Dolyn would have preferred to share. But Primrose, while full of knowledge, didn’t seem to have the best people skills. She had no filter when talking about her other grandparents, the death of her mother, how she didn’t know her fathers, or that Dolyn had taught her the most glorious things by simply holding her hand.
“You’ve lived here all twenty-two years of your life?” I asked, taking in the threadbare robe around her shoulders that should have been tossed out the generation before.
“Yes.”
“Don’t get out much, do you?”
“No.” Her whispered answer revealed more than mere fact.
“Now that we’re here, you can leave,” I told her.
She blinked, her amber-like eyes glowing in the lantern’s low light.
“Vanni!” Ashley hissed, backhanding my chest.
“What? Primrose has been keeping this home in Dolyn’s absence, giving up her childhood and teenage years.” I shrugged. “She’s free to go experience everything she’s missed out on is all I’m saying.” I peered at Primrose to find tears welling in her eyes, but I got a sense she wasn’t upset with me.
“You understand exactly what I’m saying, don’t you? You can hear that inner…thing inside me echoing my human thoughts.”
She nodded and inhaled a deep breath. “Breakfast is in the kitchen. So is your beta. He’s grumpy.” Her gaze roamed over my nakedness, her head tilting to the side. “I would suggest fucking him.”
Ashley gasped, and I snapped my jaw shut.
“Make him submit and claim him.” Primrose continued as though her suggestion I own her grandfather’s ass hadn’t shocked us. “It’ll lessen the war in his mind that kept him—and me—up all night before your arrival.”
A lick of jealousy slithered through my stomach over her ability to know Dolyn’s beastly thoughts.
