Belly.Exposed.
Dick.Exposed.
Did he know what that meant for a dragon to be on his back like this? So vulnerable? Open to anything his mate decided to do tohim?
By the grim amusement slicing through his bond, he did. He didindeed.
“Torment him at will, my queen. I recommend biting him at least a dozentimes.”
She came closer, on her knees beside us. Barely close enough for me to get my fingertips on her thigh. But I could see her. Smell her. Both her heat and her blood. Her eyes gleamed like the night sky filled with a glowing full moon. She looked at my dick and licked her lips and I thought I would die. Literally. My heart stopped. I couldn’t breathe as she leaned down. Her luscious lips inches from my dick.Closer.
“I’ve not had a dick in my mouth yet,” shewhispered.
Even Rik shuddered beneath me at the thought. I couldn’t think of anything that would both turn on and terrify a Blood more than having his queen’s fangs so close to his dick. Especiallyhergigantic fangs. I could heal from anything with her blood flowing through me, but none of us would care to have our junk bit offeither.
She wrapped her bleeding palm around me and I gritted my teeth, fighting back the climax threatening to erupt. Her touch. The heat of her blood. I gouged my lips with my fangs, using the pain and blood to distract me. Her hair whispered over my groin. I’d never felt sweeter torture. Until she licked the tip of my cock and lightly scratched fang down mylength.
With a ragged bellow, I came so hard I wouldn’t have been surprised to find my come sprayed on the ceiling. Rik tightened his grip on me, squeezing my air off so that blackness threatened. I couldn’t move anything other than my arms. I couldn’t even squeeze her thigh or drag her on top of me. I would have too. I wanted to be inside her. Needed it like I needed tobreathe.
As I quieted, Rik loosened his grip on my windpipe enough that I could draw in a few shallow breaths. He was still rock hard, a heavy weight inside me, pressing on nerves and muscles that kept me on the edge. It wouldn’t be long before I was hard again. Maybe she would take methen.
He laughed softly against my ear. “Our queen is just getting started. She hasn’t even fed yet. You think she’s going to fuck you before she’s slaked herthirst?”
Her tongue lapped at the head of my cock and I twitched, head to toe, like I had the blackplague.
“You taste good. Almost as good as blood. There’s power in semen too, isn’tthere?”
“All living fluid,” I panted. “Has power. Some. More thanothers.”
“Go carefully, my queen,” Rik warned her. “It canbe…”
Before he could finish the sentence, I felt the heat flare in her. Her simmering desire fanned hotter and she took my softened cock into her mouth. I felt the slide of her fangs on my flesh, nerves singing with tension. It should have made my balls try to crawl up inside me with terror, but instead, my dick stiffened. Answering her call as eagerly as if she offered me herblood.
She sat back a moment, licking her lips, her eyes closed, fangs glistening. “Addictive? Or just anaphrodisiac?”
“Sometimes both,” Rik replied. “It’s to a Blood’s benefit to make sure his queen wants to taste him again. Blood feeds your power. Come feeds yourdesire.”
“And both mixed together…” Her breath sighed out. “Braceyourself.”
I wasn’t sure why she warnedme.
Until she sank her fangs high on my thigh, her face nearly in mygroin.
Climax roared through me again, a compulsion I couldn’t deny. I came so hard it hurt. My heart pounded from exertion, my head felt like it was going to explode, and I had a massive cramp in mythigh.
I’d come when she bit me before, but I thought it was only because it’d been so long. If her bite was orgasmic, and Rik told her to bite me a dozentimes…
I groaned. And yeah, I arched up again, desperate formore.
She drank from me endlessly. I couldn’t believe she could hold so much blood at once. Her power rose like a tsunami destined to obliterate theglobe.
Before I was imprisoned, I’d seen plenty of queens, now infamous legends on the winds of time. Lilith. Medusa. Cleopatra. So powerful they were nearly goddessesthemselves.
And young Shara Isador would rival theirpower.
Feeding on a powerful, old Aima like me required more than just a cast-iron belly and an alpha built like Hercules to hold me still long enough to get her fangs in me. She needed to have the stamina and reserves of her own to utilize that much power. The foundation and relays had to be strong enough to handle the load without shortcircuiting.
My queen’s magic system was powerful enough to light up this entire backwards country. And what scared the shit out of me—she was stillgrowing.