Page 65 of Fated to the Grumpy Dragon
Emma
“Emma …” Rhyse protested gently.
Protestedbetweenkisses.
I stroked his hair out of his eyes, admiring the clarity of the slightly different tones of green from up close. “Do you not want to do this?”
The growl that filled the house shook the windows. “I very muchdowant to do this as you can tell by how hard my cock is,” he said emphatically. “I want this, I want you. But I need to know it’s what you want, and it’s not your way of apologizing. I amnotinterested in your pity.”
Sighing, I kissed him, letting myself be drawn into the heat of his lips for just a moment.
“We’re going to do this because we want to,” I assured him, continuing to stroke his hard cock, just light enough to make it twitch every now and then. “That’s what I realized down there.That you and I … we’re connected and that you aren’t like the others. I knew that on a shallow level before, but Igotit then. When you were the only one to care about me when I was in distress. When you blasted Killian, knowingly putting yourself in the path of his retaliation just so you had some time to attend to me without interruption.Thatshowed me who you really were. That you were the type of man I … I liked.”
“You like me because I hit other guys with bolts of lightning?” he teased awkwardly, unable to take the compliment straight-on.
“I mean, it is kind of badass,” I said with a smirk. “And hot.”
“So, you’re sure there’s no pity-apology sex aspect?”
“That plays no part in my desire to take you to bed,” I told him honestly, not hiding any emotions.
His eyes narrowed slightly. “You’re still hiding something.”
I grinned. “Are some of the things I’m about to do to you perhaps a little more … emphatic than normal because I was a bitch? Maybe. But you’re just going to have to accept that because it’s also going to happen when you’re extra awesome or having a bad day or just generally when I feel like it.”
“Things you’re about to do to me?” he echoed somewhat suspiciously. “And what would those be?”
I grinned wickedly. “Take your pants off, and you’ll see.”
Fabric ripped as Rhyse quite literally tore his pants off with one hand, including his underwear. “Done.”
Laughing, I slid to the floor between him and the bed. Before he could say another word, I shoved his cock as far down my throat as I could.
Rhyse groaned deeply, his cock swelling even more. I gagged slightly, in surprise more than anything, but he still immediately pulled away. Reaching around as fast as I could, I grabbed hisass cheeks firmly and pulled him back in, relaxing my throat to welcome his cock.
My lack of gag reflex was a secret weapon I employed ruthlessly when merited. As I did now, looking up at Rhyse, his eyes on the verge of rolling into the back of his head.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” he growled, one hand stroking my head. “Good girl.”
I shivered, tingles running down my spine. I wasnotthe type of woman to be treated like an object. I demanded respect and attention, and knew I was worth it.
But those two words, coming fromthisman as I was on my knees to please him, had me dripping wet. I rubbed my pussy through my pants, trying to satisfy the sudden throbbing from my clit filling my entire body, demanding I pay attention to it.
Rhyse must have noticed because his cock flexed in my mouth. “That’s so hot. Keep playing with yourself for me, baby. Touch your pussy.”
Both his hands landed on the side of my head as he took control, slowly fucking my mouth. Drool spilled from my mouth, dribbling down the sides of my chin and onto my tits.
The instant Rhyse saw that, his balls tightened, and I knew what would happen next.
“Fuck!” he shouted. “I’m going to come!”
Shoving my hand down my pants, I frantically rubbed my clit as he filled my mouth with hot cum, stream after stream of it. I swallowed it as fast as it came out, my lips wrapped tightly around his shaft, feeling the pulse of each spasm as Rhyse moaned and groaned loudly, his fingers in my hair.
Everything tightened in me, and I pulled back as I, too, cried out, the world exploding in a sea of bright white light while ecstasy flooded every nerve ending as I came hard.
“Holy shit,” Rhyse grunted. “You’re so hot.”
A small splash of cum hit my cheek, but I barely noticed before flopping my head back onto the bed, breathing hard as my lower body shook from the orgasm still numbing my brain with wonderful golden bliss.
