Page 55 of Captured By the Dragon Warlord
“Yeah, well, humans, it appears, are easy prey, so I’m part of that.”
“You certainly are a pleasant little snack, I agree.” I attempt to keep my face in a severe expression.
“Dexx!” Scarlett shakes her head and smiles.
I love her smile. I’d be exploded a thousand times or more if it stayed on her face forever.
“I enjoyed eating you very much, mate,” I purr.
“When you put it like that…” She leans into me a little more and I luxuriate in her skin against mine.
I might have hooked this little female, but this is the moment I feel the most intimate with her.
I gently float us over to the cleansing area. My scales could do with a clean as much as her skin could. The water in the second pool foams around the edges.
“What is this?”
“Where we cleanse, should we wish, in our Sarkarnii forms, or not, as it may be.”
“I didn’t get the impression your warriors washed much,” Scarlett says, thoughtfully. “They always seem covered in dirt.”
“At any one time, I will have a significant cohort of warriors in shifted form, working in the mines. Those who have finished usually eat first because being shifted for a long time is a hungry business. I will most likely have more dirty warriors around than clean ones.”
Scarlett snorts. “I guess they follow your lead.”
My wings have stayed stubbornly shifted, although, given they took the brunt of the explosion, being shifted is helping them heal. Scarlett dips her head back, running her hands through her hair and filling it with foam.
“Let me.” I pull her against me and slide my hands around her head.
The groan my little mate releases pushes my cock from its pouch in an instant.
SCARLETT
The tips of Dexx’s claws scrub over my scalp, and it feels absolutely amazing. I used to love a good pampering on Earth, although having a massive dragon man doing the work wasn’t on my bucket list. It clearly should have been.
The water which flows over my skin is so soft, I can almost feel it flowing away the dirt which has encrusted my skin since the explosion. Equally, I feel the fright and shock dissipating as Dexx works his huge hands over my head. I probably shouldn’t release the guttural groan which bubbles up inside me, but I do.
I guess I’ll have to deal with the consequences. Consequences which are currently poking me in my lower back.
“Little mate,” Dexx murmurs. He maneuvers me under a spout which produces fresh water and sluices off my hair.
“My turn,” I say, doing my best to ignore his huge erection.
I swirl around in the water until I’m behind him. Dexx is covered in cuts, most of which are healing because Sarkarnii heal freakishly fast, but even so, given the mess the explosion made, he needs it all cleaned up properly. I stretch out one of his wings and gently work my way up the main strut to the shoulder.
If I thought the noises I made were dirty, I was wrong. The moan Dexx releases is positively filthy.
I guess I’ve found a new Sarkarnii erogenous zone. I wrap my legs around his waist and continue the good work, slowly sliding my hands over the thick membrane which makes up his wings, cleaning off the dried blood as Dexx continues to writhe and groan.
“Little mate, I will spill my seed if you continue,” he says.
“I’m sure you will.” I run my hand along the strut of his left wing. “Unless you exercise some self control.”
Given what Dexx is doing under the water, he’s certainly exercising something, and I doubt it’s any sort of control.
“If you don’t follow the rules, you will end up paying the price. I warned you, my big beast.”
Dexx releases a strangled roar.
