Page 13 of Come and Get Me
“Child’s play is over, boys. Let me show you what a dragon King can do,” Evander said, then he pushed me back on the bed, his cock still lodged inside of me.
Dante was thrashing on the bed next to us, moaning and squirming like a bitch in heat. I knew then what Evander had done to him. Dante had dragon venom in his veins. Evander had injected his prostate with it. I knew what it felt like to have dragon venom inside my body. Dante was going to need to be fucked at least several more times tonight to get that out of his system.
“You’re next. I need you boys primed and ready for the fun I plan on having with you,” Evander said, then he dipped down, taking my cock into his mouth. I felt his tongue enter my urethra and I arched off the bed as my cum filled his mouth. He swallowed every drop and, as he did, I felt him go deeper into my cock, then there was a prick.
“Ahhh!” My eyes bulged as I felt the heat of Evander’s venom spreading through my body from my cock. Heat spread through my being as intense as fire. My muscles tensed like a vice and I came again, harder than ever before; and I believe if I were human, I would probably be dead by now. I think I blacked out a little as I endured pleasure so intense, it was almost excruciating in its ferociousness. Jesus. Fucking. Christ. How was it even possible to feel this damn good?!
I came to as Dante’s cock slid into my mouth. I could tell from our position, Evander was fucking me and tongue fucking Dante. The bed rocked with his relentless pounding. My asshole was on fire with ecstasy and tingling in ways I’d never felt before. I came again, as did Dante, his load shooting down my throat in a flood. I actually choked on it this time, cum spurting up and out the sides of my mouth as I struggled to swallow it all.
I had lost track of how many times we had come a long time ago. Hell, I lost track of how long we’d been fucking. But I did take note, which was remarkable in my lust-drenched state, how many times Evander came. He was about to experience his very first orgasm of the night and I was almost afraid to experience it with him because his cock was inside of me, pumping away. Fucking Evander made me feel like a true virgin all over again. Shit, I thought I knew how to have sex… I was wrong. Having Evander inside of me was the best feeling of my life.
“Ooohhh shit… get ready for it, boy… you’ve never felt anything like this before,” Evander said, then he went back to sucking Dante’s asshole. I tried to brace myself. My body was burning up with sexual desire on a level that surpassed what Tylendel had made me feel. Evander groaned low in his chest and then I felt him shoot inside of me. The sensation of his cum filling me, combined with his venom, put me into a state of shock. I came hard, tears streaming from my eyes as I gasped and jerked.
Dante screamed and quaked as cum from his cock splashed my face and open mouth. I was covered in our combined fluids, and it never seemed to end. The three of us were having a shared orgasm and it was earth-shattering like a motherfucker! I didn’t even remember what happened afterward, just that everything had gone black.
CHAPTER FOUR
VEX
“We’re at home sweet home, now. Everyone get out,” I said, then climbed out of my car. I made sure to keep a close eye on Isiah. Sure, he couldn’t escape me even if he wanted to, but I didn’t enjoy having to chase him down. Werewolves and vampires loved to hunt in that fashion. Dragons were used to our prey coming to us because of what we could give them. Pleasure unlike anything they’d ever felt. If we didn’t hold back, most humans would die from just one sexual encounter with us. But they’d also die happy as hell. There were worse ways to go… like being eaten alive.
Isiah and the human I’d acquired both climbed out of my car and I motioned for them to follow me into my home, which was a beautiful two-story mansion with plenty of room for a dragon like myself. I had everything I ever wanted inside. Both an indoor and outdoor pool, theater, den, five large bedrooms, full state-of-the-art kitchen, playroom complete with a billiards table and other games. But my pride and joy was the sex dungeon, which I kept in the basement. It was also where I liked to host some of my parties.
I led the humans into my home and took them directly to where they’d be broken in. My dungeon. Isiah stopped in the doorway, as if he were afraid to cross the threshold. I looked at them as I stood by one of my sex swings. This one was attached to a cock milking machine that I wanted to put one of the boys on. I looked at the human I’d met in the restaurant and motioned for him to come closer. Trembling, he did, until he was standing directly in front of me.
“What’s your name?” I asked. Up until that moment, I hadn’t cared what the hell his name was.
“I—Isaac, Sir,” the human stammered.
I snorted. “Isaac and Isiah. You sound like a pair of twins. You’re quite lucky you’re a citizen, Isaac, or I might have wanted to keep you as a slave. Use your cunt and mouth whenever I felt like it. Alas, you do have rights, but that doesn’t mean we can’t have fun tonight.” I grabbed his chin, lifting his face to mine. “Remove your clothes.”
“I need to go to the hospital,” Isiah blurted out, interrupting me, which I found incredibly annoying.
I looked up at him. “Deal with your fucking hand, don’t be a bitch.”
“It’s broken and hurts like hell. Please, just take me to the hospital,” he pleaded.
“No,” I said, then looked at Isaac. “I don’t see you undressing. I will not repeat myself.”
Taking the hint that I wasn’t playing around, Isaac began to remove his clothes, starting with his shirt. I walked over to Isiah, who was still standing in the doorway, cradling his injured hand and grimacing in pain.
“Let me see it,” I said, holding my hand out. He looked up at me suspiciously, then gradually obliged. I inspected his injury, yeah, his hand was broken, all right. But I already knew that, heard the bones when they’d broken. He deserved to feel this pain for punching me in the first place. Brittle human bones were no match for those of a dragon. “I’ll have my butler wrap this up for you in a little while. There’s no point in going to the hospital, seeing as you won’t have to worry about this injury in the next forty-eight hours. Maybe seventy-two.”
“What do you mean?”
I smirked. I could tell him my plans. It wasn’t like he could stop me from doing what I was going to do anyway. “You should be grateful that I’m in such a good mood. The very fact that you have failed to show me proper respect hasn’t been disregarded. You’re very fortunate I’m a patient dragon Knight. Some of my friends would have beaten you to within an inch of your life by now. Not me, though. I’m benevolent that way. Besides, I plan on making you my immortal pet and lover.” I watched the confusion spread across his face.
“Dragons can’t make humans dragons. Are you trying to make me some kind of fucking vampire?!” Isiah snarled.
I snorted and shook my head. “Such a temper… I like that. To answer your question, no. I wouldn’t want to waste half a day’s time watching you sleep when we could be fucking. Being a vampire has its advantages, but their vulnerability to the sun is off-putting. I have plans for you to become a werewolf.” After I said that, I saw his eyes widen in terror.
“No!” he screamed, then turned, but before he could run away, I grabbed his arm. “Let me go, you son of a bitch! No! Noooo, I’ll never become one of them!” He struggled as best as he could in my arms, but it was all in vain. My strength overpowered his with ease. I enjoyed the fury in him and even the fact that he wasn’t adding a “Sir” to my name didn’t bother me. We were going to have an interesting relationship, he and I.
I dragged him into my dungeon, then tossed him on top of one of my bondage tables. I ignored all of his curses and flailing, which ceased when I strapped his limbs down. I looked down at my young pet to be and smiled at him. He was furious, but also very beautiful. I loved his tenacity and spirit. It turned me on like no one’s business. A lot of the humans in our territory cowered in our presence, but not him. Even now, he was baring his teeth to me like some rabid dog. I didn’t want to tame him, not really. I wanted him to fight me, fight and still submit.
“If you turn me into a wolf, I swear I’ll fucking bite the shit out of you and kill your bitch ass!” Isiah swore, which only made me want him even more. Such fire! I let him mouth off as I used my claws to cut his clothing from his body. He wouldn’t be needing them anymore, anyway. I already had an idea of what I wanted to see him in and it involved a lot of leather. For now, I had to get my little pet prepared. I pulled his socks off his feet, as they were the last bit of fabric that I needed to remove. Now, my little pup-to-be was fully naked and snarling at me.
“Gonna rape me like you’ve been doing?” Isiah asked with as much venom as he could muster.
