Page 119 of Destined By Dragonblood
“It’s not,” I corrected her, pinching one ass cheek then the other.
She gasped and flinched.
“I’m going to make you fly, baby. What’s your safeword, Ash?”
“Red,” she whispered, laying her cheek against the couch’s back cushion, a soft smile on her face, eyes closed.
I could sense her anticipation already led her toward subspace. It’d been too long since I’d cared for her in this way, and she had an abundance of anxiety and worry on her mind. From here on out, I would pay better attention to what my female required from her alpha and master. While I was only a piece of the puzzle of her life, I had a role to fill—and I would do so with all my ability and focus.
“Let’s begin,” I murmured and drew back my arm, reminding myself to take it easy since I’d never used a toy made out of goddamned dragon scales.
The tails hit her back with more thud than I’d expected for their thinness.
Ashley moaned. “Oh my God, that’s so good, Master.”
“Not too much?”
“No, Master.”
I landed two more blows, the third slightly harder than the others.
Ashley shuddered.
“Color?”
“Green—so very green. It’s like he’s here…” Her voice trailed off, and I set my sights on sending her flying.
Lashes landed over her back and thighs. I hit her feet until they turned pink, and she squirmed, panting and begging for more.
Her desire and arousal flooded the energy between us, pulling the cord tight. I had no doubt I would climax without a single touch to my cock the second she shattered for me. But I didn’t want that—I had plans.
“Widen your legs for me, Ash.”
She obeyed without hesitation, offering me a tantalizing and mouthwatering view of her glistening labia and puckered, pink hole.
My cock dripped with the need to bury deep, to plant my seed where Dolyn’s had been not so long ago.
Resuming with the flogger, I observed the subtle cues of her body. The tremors rippling over her skin. Her heaving torso as she attempted to fill her lungs while making the most delicious noises. A flush taking over her from neck to toes, only some from the pain I gifted her.
Haziness crept through the cord, and I landed two more intense blows before tossing the flogger aside and dropping to my knees. I buried my face between her cheeks, suckling the cream from her pussy, licking up over her asshole and back down.
Her sweet musk overcame my senses, all rational thought. Like an animal, I feasted with a hunger like I’d never known outside of tasting Dolyn’s cum. Tongue in her ass, I stroked my rock-hard shaft, slickening copious amounts of pre-cum down my length.
“Gonna take this,” I said, smearing more of my natural lube over her tight hole.
“Please,” she whispered, on the verge of climaxing and drifting away.
Teeth clenched, I slipped a finger easily past the ring of muscle, sliding in without resistance. She groaned, and I pressed in another, scissoring to ready her for my girth.
“Master,” she murmured, lost in a wave of passion.
What I wouldn’t have given to have Dolyn with us, head shoved between her body and the couch, mouth latched to her clit to keep her focus off how I readied her ass.
A third finger ripped a grunt from her lungs, and I worked my way in, stretching her wide. Once she relaxed, I left her empty to line up my wet cockhead. One slow, steady push, and I sank into decadent silken heat.
“Fuuuuuck,” I groaned as my cock disappeared into her. “You’re perfect, baby, swallowing me up. Goddamn.” Hissing, I pulled out and slammed in, jolting Ash forward so she plastered to the back of the couch.
She whined, lips parted as she panted, and I slid my arms around her waist, clutching her tight, my nose against her hair. Eyes closed, I gyrated my hips, sinking into her over and over again, my balls quickly tightening against my groin.
