Page 45 of Gold Sector
Just the thought, thenotion, of fucking her raw has my dick throbbing.
It makes controlling my needs so much more important.
I’ll hurt her in this state.
Just because she could take me raw doesn’t mean she should.
She’s a virgin. Untouched. Inexperienced. You cannot have her. Not like this.
I press my lips to her throat as I mentally repeat those words, my mind shifting to a new task, one meant to focus on her. On pleasing her. On worshipping her.On making her scream.
She shudders beneath me, her nipples beading against my chest. “Oros,” she whispers.
“Yes, printesa mea?” I ask, my mouth traveling down to her collarbone on my way to her breasts. “Do you want me to stop, Taliana?” I utter the question against her fleshy mound, my lips a scant inch from her stiff peak.
She stares down at me with lust-drunk eyes, her cheeksa beautiful shade of crimson. “I… I don’t want you to stop…”
“Good,” I say, my mouth against her nipple now. “Let me know if that changes.” I don’t bother trying the safeword again.Rumpelwas clearly the wrong choice earlier. And I really don’t want to distract her.
Her lips part like she’s about to say more, but the sound bites off on a moan as I lick her rosy tip. “Ohhh” is all that escapes her instead.
Smiling, I repeat the action, only this time I follow it up by closing my mouth around her and sucking.
“Gods,” she says, her hips arching up into my lower torso, which I settle more firmly between her splayed thighs, just to provide some friction.
“Not a God,” I inform her, my mouth brushing her tit as I move to her opposite nipple. “Just a Drakonian. And I’ll be the one praying today.”
I bite down on her fleshy breast, not hard enough to bruise or wound, just hard enough to leave a red mark. Then I lave the pain away before tracing her areola with my tongue.
She writhes beneath me, her hips trapped under my much larger form. But I can tell by the way she jolts that she’s enjoying being pinned.
Another moan parts her beautiful lips as I scrape my teeth along her breast. “I want to pierce your nipples with gold,” I tell her softly. “Claim them with my metallic bite.”
She shivers in response.
“I want to decorate every part of you in my power,” I go on, kissing a path down to her flat abdomen. “I’ll pierce you here, too.” I like her belly button. “Create another charm for you to wear.”
I’ve never done this with any Omega before, never even considered it a desire. But saying these things aloudnow makes me realize how true these feelings are—I want her marked from head to toe. Pierced for my benefit. Wearingmygold.
Fuck, I can already picture it. Every gold adornment. Every mark. Every piece of me embedded in her flesh.
I nip her hip bone, loving the way it pinkens beneath my touch. Then continue my journey to the sweetness glistening between her thighs.
Fuck, I love this woman’s scent.
It’s particularly strong here, her slick a beacon to my dragon and enslaving my every need.
“I’m going to taste you, Omega,” I warn her, my mouth nearing her clit. “I’m going to fuckingdevouryou.”
Her eyes widen, her lips parting in shock.
Then the most beautiful scream leaves her as I seal my mouth around her swollen flesh andsuck.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
TALIANA
Oh,Gods… Oh, Gods… Oh…
