Page 20 of The Dragon and Her Thief
“It’s time for your reward,” Mythia announced. “You have permission to move. Take your pleasure and your release, my dear.”
Kelsey shuddered and rocked her hips forward before pressing back into Mythia.
“Oh, shit!” Her hips began moving faster as she fell back on both cocks.
Mythia used her dragon’s magic to hold the anal cock in place. She gripped Kelsey’s hips and helped guide her back.
“Yes… yes…” Kelsey chanted and began to sob while her body trembled. She threw her head back and screamed, “I can’t! I can’t take it!”
“You can,” Mythia growled around her descended fangs. She pumped her hips, helping the cock reach the deepest part of Kelsey’s pussy.
Kelsey dropped down onto her elbows, putting her ass even higher in the air. Mythia took over and began to thrust both cocks into her mate, and she took her hard.
Kelsey grew tense, her fingers clutching the sheets into her tight fists. Another scream erupted from her as she came again.
Mythia growled and withdrew the cocks. Kelsey’s body relaxed down on the bed, her panting heavily.
With a swipe of her hand, the strap-on vanished and reappeared on the nightstand. Mythia crawled over Kelsey and balanced over her while she laid facedown on the mattress.
Her mate was spent. Mythia was pleased at how much pleasure she gave her. She wasn’t worried about hers at the moment. They had a lifetime for Kelsey to learn how to please her, and the lessons would start tomorrow.
Mythia pressed a gentle kiss on the nape of Kelsey’s neck. Brushing the hair away from her face, she then kissed her cheek.
“Rest now, mate.”
Kelsey opened her eyes and took in her surroundings.
“So last night wasn’t a dream.” She sat up in the bed and brought the blankets up to cover her naked form. There was no sign of Mythia. She was uncertain if this was Mythia’s bedroom. From the looks of it, it probably was.
The room was massive, and was decorated in warm colors, the large bed being the centerpiece. There was a sitting area in front of a fireplace that had a hearth so large, she was sure she could stand up straight in it. It reminded her of the medieval times, but then remembered the castle had been built centuries ago.
Now that she really took everything in, she noticed the updated technology. There was a flatscreen television sitting on a stand near the couches. There were hardwood floors and floor-to-ceiling windows with thick drapes adorning them.
A knock sounded at the door.
Kelsey gripped the blanket in front of her.
“Come in,” she called out. Her heart quickened, but then she realized Mythia wouldn’t knock on the door. She owned the place.
The door opened, and a woman with long black hair stepped inside. She was dressed in a black skirt and white shirt, covered by an apron.
“Good morning, my lady,” she greeted, giving a deep curtsey. “My name is Antha. I assume you slept well?”
“Morning. Yes, I did.” Kelsey’s cheeks grew warm. Did this woman know the mistress of the house had screwed her until she barely had a voice left? She swallowed hard and grimaced at how hoarse her voice was when speaking.
Every orgasm Mythia gave her ended in her screaming to the high heavens.
She’d never been fucked like that before.
Kelsey reached up and tucked her hair behind her ear.
“Good. I was instructed to assist you this morning.” She held up a robe as she made her way over to the bed and waited for Kelsey.
Kelsey slid across the bed, trying to keep the blankets close to her. Standing, she dropped the blanket and quickly placed her arms in the sleeves and wrapped it around her body.
“Thank you.”
“My pleasure. Please, follow me, my lady.” Antha spun around on her heel and walked swiftly over to a door near the bed.
