Page 11 of Destined By Dragonblood
I’d come completely untouched.
Yessss.
I groaned in agreement with my dragon, holding tight to my control over him as I shuddered with every pulse of seed through my shaft. Couldn’t slip into subspace and be vulnerable to a beast who lusted to kneel for a master.
A grunt sounded behind me as I sagged against the bench, and I turned my weary head, blinking and panting as Vanni jerked himself off. His cock was perfect in length and girth, and even though the man had made me drain my balls without a single caress, my hole fluttered with want to feel him buried deep inside my guts.
“Fuck,” Vanni muttered as though he considered the same, his focus on my ass.
“Come for me,” I gasped, still out of breath but needing this to end before I caved to my beast’s baser desire to be owned.
A deep groan rose past Vanni’s lips, his eyes closing, veins popping along his forearm as he stroked over his length. His first wave of spunk shot five feet from his slit, a milky rope that had to be a few weeks’ worth of cum.
I ignored his massive load, choosing to watch my Sir’s face as he painted the floor with stripes of white.
His dark eyebrows furrowed as though he was in pain, full lips parted as he struggled to fill his lungs. A flush coated his cheekbones above his neatly clipped beard, a slight sheen of sweat worked into the long strands of hair hanging around his face. Muscled as though he spent hours every day in the gym, Vanni made leathers look good. His prominent pecs and abs that humans fought hard for were also covered in sweat.
I allowed myself a few seconds to imagine licking over every indent of his torso, tasting his salt. Licking his cum?—
No, I mouthed the word rather than give it tone, refusing to interrupt Vanni’s prolonged release.
The man was gorgeous, no question, and upon first laying eyes on him, I’d been tempted to do away with the two limits I’d listed for the evening.
But I was saving myself for my fated female and beta.
No one would touch me but those destined for me, nor would any other male’s cum slicken my lips or coat my tongue.
Vanni finished, and I slumped in relief of having escaped temptation, my eyes closing as I enjoyed the tingles settling through my limbs. As a dominant, I expected Vanni would feel cheated by not attending to aftercare as he did with others who submitted to his hand, but my no-touch limit still stood firm.
I heard him zipper up, curse, then chuckle.
“Never came so hard or so much in my life,” he muttered before walking around the room, every shift of his leathers keeping me aware of his presence. “Drink.”
I pried my eyes open to find a bottle of water in front of me and didn’t hesitate to obey Vanni’s command as he tipped it to my lips. A few pulls emptied the bottle.
“Good boy,” he murmured, and for one heartbeat, I yearned to feel his hand stroking over my sweaty hair.
Another bite to my tongue stopped me from asking for the type of affection Father would consider needy. A weakness that led to ruination.
Both of which he’d claimed of his beta mate.
Vanni crouched down beside my head, and I met his mossy-green gaze. Yellowish star bursts radiated from his pupils, creating the most gorgeous eyes I’d ever seen the like of.
Except for my female, of course. Her beauty was unrivaled.
But I anxiously awaited finally standing before my beta and seeing in person the brilliant green orbs I’d caught sight of in Dakota’s vision. I couldn’t imagine my beta being any more beautiful or enticing than this human male kneeling before me, but he must be.
“Okay?” Vanni asked, his voice rasped as though he’d been the one crying out during our scene.
My inner beast stretched too close to the surface of my skin, and having regained some of my strength, I took the opportunity to shove him back into the prison where his weak ass belonged.
“I’m fine,” I rumbled my reply, growing antsy over being tied down. “Unbuckle me.”
Vanni didn’t speak while releasing me from my bonds, and I pushed upright, swaying on unsteady legs. He reached for me, but I held up my hand to keep him at bay.
“I’m fine,” I insisted as my dragonblood warmed, the ability to heal faster than mere humans pumping through my arteries.
He glanced down over me, gaze lingering on my flaccid cock. “I won’t argue that fact.”
