Page 28 of Come and Get Me
Marcel managed to nod his head. “Y-yes, Sir,” he gritted out.
“Good. Now, tell me exactly what you did or didn’t do with Tor’zel.” Tylendel released Marcel’s jaw so he’d have the full capabilities of his mouth.
I was trying to focus hard on what they were saying, but with the way Giorgio was working his ass, it was damn near impossible. We were both moaning and grunting as we fucked. I relished the wolf’s energy emanating from him. I fed on it, and my god, it was intoxicating. The whole experience was making me want my own pup even more.
“Ahhh, oooh, fuck! Fuuuuck!” Giorgio belted out.
Oh yeah, the moment had come. Even Ty paused his interrogation to watch his pet shoot. Giorgio bounced on my dick so fast and hard, you could hear our skin smacking the entire time.
“Very good, my pet. Cum for me,” Ty said, and that seemed to be the trigger.
Giorgio growled a wolf’s growl as his body stiffened. The sound grew louder until he threw his head back, roaring. I couldn’t see it, but I could feel his climax and smell the scent of his cum as it squirted from his cock, thick and potent. Giorgio spasmed on top of me, his hand gripping my thighs as he braced himself. His orgasm was powerful and relentless.
I took hold of his waist, then pushed him to the floor. He landed on all fours, which was the position I wanted him in. I took over, ramming my cock inside of him like a piston, making him feel all the levels of pleasure that only a dragon could provide. And of course, the older or more powerful the dragon, the more intense the sexual sensation. Giorgio was beside himself, even though I knew what he was feeling was something he’d been experiencing on a daily basis. Fucking a dragon never got old, though.
He was loud and panting like a wanton whore. I loved the sounds of his begging and moaning. He asked Tylendel for permission to cum and his Master granted it. Again, Giorgio’s cock fired off another healthy, creamy load all over the floor. It was then, with me feeding off his pleasure, that I felt my own need to release mounting. My balls started tingling in that very familiar way, and I groaned in ecstasy as I relished my climax.
“Breed my pup, Vex,” Ty urged.
“Fuck yeah!” I laughed. “You want this load, boy?”
“Ye-yes, Sir,” Giorgio panted.
I growled in his ear just as my cock erupted inside his ass. I gripped him hard, slamming my dick in and out with each squirt, making sure to breed his pussy well. Once the last drop left my cock, I pulled out, quaking a little. I had to sit back on my heels a little as I savored the pleasure of that intense orgasm. It was exquisite to not only feel, but taste the animalistic lust of Giorgio’s inner wolf as we both came. It was unlike what two dragons could experience, and it completely surpassed anything a mere human could offer. Truth be told, not even vampires felt this good.
I used the towel that was on the floor to wipe off my dick and thighs before pulling up my pants and zipping them. “Damn, boy… that’s one mighty fine ass you’ve got there.”
“Thank you, Sir,” Giorgio said breathlessly.
“Did you enjoy yourselves?” Ty asked.
“Yes, Sir,” Giorgio replied.
“Oh, you know I did,” I replied.
Ty smiled. “Giorgio, go clean yourself up and go to bed.”
“Yes, Sir,” Giorgio answered, then he rose and left the room buck ass naked. Being without clothes was something one had to get used to living and serving in Ty’s house. He pretty much forbade clothes. He loved the view of naked flesh and the quicker the access to it, the better. I, on the other hand, enjoyed the way clothing looked on a well-toned body. My butler, for instance, wore a tailor-made uniform, and on special occasions, he wore the white gloves too.
I swear, I could get so turned on my watching Thomas working around my house in that suit. The jacket had the coattails, and there was something very sexy about fucking a man from behind while he was still partially dressed in a butler’s uniform. My chef wore his uniform as well. Clothes could make the man, in my opinion.
Well, now Giorgio was gone, and as fun as he was, he had been a distraction for Ty. I had taken note of that. Seemed like the ancient dragon Knight was more attached to his pup than I thought he’d be. I watched how he looked at Giorgio while he was riding my dick. There was a mixture of lust, love, and even a hint of jealousy. Something I thought I’d never see in Tylendel’s eyes. Of course, I was curious as to why he let me fuck his boy if he had those emotions. Maybe because we were such good friends. Perhaps, I would ask him about it later.
Ty turned all of his attention back to Marcel, who’d been standing there like a good little soldier, which was smart on his part. There was no point in running. His punishment was by order of the King, and to attempt to escape it would not bode well for him. He’d certainly be stripped of his Knighthood and beaten publicly to shame him for his disgraceful act. If he was lucky, he wouldn’t be imprisoned.
Going to jail was hell for a dragon. No access to sex; the prison was designed to keep you separated from other prisoners, so you couldn’t feed off their sexual energy to get stronger. You were only allowed one meal a day, which meant you could watch one of the guards jerk off. That was it. A tease if ever there was one. You’d grow weaker every day and experience pain and sickness. Dragons had to feed on sexual energy pretty much several hours out of a day. The more sex we had, the stronger we were. Take that away, and you were nothing.
Good thing was, jail time wasn’t forever. The longest sentence I’d ever seen was five years, and that had been a living hell for that particular dragon. Let’s just say, he was a model citizen after his release. Getting back to Marcel, I’d missed the part where he explained how he gave Tor’zel his Rite of Passage. Right now, Ty was talking to him about why he didn’t train the dragon properly.
Apparently, that day, Marcel didn’t feel like it. Well, that just wouldn’t do.
“At least you finally admitted that you fucked up,” Ty said. “Remove your clothes.”
Marcel didn’t bother to balk. He took off the harness he was wearing and his leather pants and boots. Well, that was one lovely cock he had, ten inches, if I wasn’t mistaken. I was sure Tor’zel had probably been frightened when he saw it. Most young dragons were when they came to us. How it worked was they stayed with their mothers until the moment came when they began to feel the need to mate. It showed when they got their first erection, which normally happened at about eighteen years of age. Sometimes younger, sometimes older, but generally around that time. That was when they said goodbye to their moms and or sisters, if they had them, and they joined the ranks of the male dragons. We brought them into their power and made them official.
Our species was unique in the sense that the males and females lived separately and only came together when it was time to mate. We really didn’t get along otherwise. That was our nature, go figure. I watched as Tylendel tied Marcel up to his St. Andrew’s Cross, which meant this night was about to get started. I crossed one leg over the other, making myself comfortable as I observed a Master at work. Ty walked away from Marcel, towards a device that was sure to bring pure pleasure to the dragon.
“I’m sure you know what this is. It would be a shame if you didn’t,” Ty said.
