Page 14 of The Dragon and Her Thief
It was a glorious sight to behold. She added a little more spit and pressed another finger in with the first one, and began to fuck her mate slowly. Her fingers were soon sliding in and out a little easier.
“Ahhh…” Kelsey cried, her fingers moving faster.
“Stop,” Mythia ordered, keeping her fingers deep inside of Kelsey while batting her hand away with her free hand. “I said no orgasm until I said so.”
Kelsey whimpered, her body trembling.
“You almost broke my rule.”
“I’m sorry,” Kelsey whispered, her face remaining pressed into the rug. She brought her hand up to join the other one, holding onto the rug as if her life depended on it.
Mythia withdrew her fingers and spread Kelsey’s ass as wide as it could go. She licked Kelsey’s entire pussy from her clit, back to her puckered rim.
“Hmm…” she groaned as she licked and consumed her mate’s pussy. Her face was buried far into her mate’s delicious cunt. The taste of it was meant for her. It was an aphrodisiac, and she would forever want to consume it.
“Yes,” Kelsey sobbed, her body shaking violently the longer Mythia took eating what was rightfully hers.
Mythia sat back, her face coated with her mate’s juices. Kelsey’s pussy was so wet, Mythia could feel the trail of her cream running down her chin.
Turning Kelsey over, Mythia jerked her hips to where Kelsey straddled her.
She brought Kelsey’s face to hers and claimed her lips again. Kelsey folded her arms around Mythia’s neck and dove into the kiss.
Mythia filled her hands with Kelsey’s ass and brought her flush to her, using her strength to move her mate against her.
Her pussy was flush against Mythia’s stomach. She wanted her mate’s cream all over her, as if to mark her. Kelsey thrust her hips, falling in line with Mythia’s rhythm. She ground herself against Mythia without breaking the kiss.
Her gasps and moans were all captured by Mythia’s mouth. Their breasts were crushed between them, their nipples rubbing together, creating a wonderful sensation.
Kelsey began thrusting faster, and Mythia gripped her tight in her arms.
“What did I say?” Mythia tore her lips from Kelsey’s. Tears swelled up in her mate’s eyes and threatened to fall.
“Please,” Kelsey whispered.
“Not until I say so.”
Mythia slid her arms underneath Kelsey’s legs and leaned forward. She rolled Kelsey far onto her back, where her legs were up in the air. Mythia rested on her knees and allowed Kelsey’s bottom to lie on her chest.
This was a vulnerable position that put Kelsey’s pussy right in her face. Her legs fell open, exposing everything. Mythia wrapped her arms around Kelsey’s stomach to keep her in place.
“You were a bad girl, thinking you could waltz into my castle and steal from me.” She rested her chin on Kelsey’s bottom, the scent of her core like a drug. It was hard for her to concentrate on what she was thinking.
“I’m sorry,” Kelsey whimpered.
“Are you?” She leaned forward and took a swipe of Kelsey’s slit with her tongue. Kelsey’s moans increased Mythia’s need to claim her. She fought down the urge to bite her, to claim her.
“No, not really.”
“I didn’t think so.” She began to tease Kelsey more. This time, she pressed her tongue into her opening. The warmth of her core was a welcoming sensation. Mythia reached up and pressed a finger to Kelsey’s clit.
Tears streamed Kelsey’s face. Her moans were mixed with incoherent words as Mythia’s finger began to quicken.
“Please,” she gasped, her hips thrusting forward to meet Mythia’s tongue.
Mythia paused again.
Kelsey cried out, her arms stretched out with her fists clinging to the rug. Her breasts shook from the sobs.
