Page 56 of Flame it Up

“Hmm,” she whispered, wiping her mouth. “I was hoping to taste you, all of you.”

“I want that too,” Pyrus answered, his voice husky as he fought for control. He wanted it so badly that he was almost shaky with need. Still, his dragon half was taking him over, and he had to claim her. For that, he had to be in her pussy. The dragon would accept nothing else.

Pyrus crawled off her, settling again between her legs. The dragon within him felt like a fire roaring through him, hot and powerful enough to come burning out through his flesh if he did not comply. He stayed still, though, and took Mazie’s hands. Her eyes flickered open, and she looked up at him with perfect love and trust.

“I have to claim you, now,” Pyrus muttered, more dragon than man at that moment. Mazie looked into his face, completely without fear. She sat up and stroked his cheek, kissing him softly.

“Whatever you need to do, do it,” she said, smiling. His hands tightened on hers.

“My dragon will take control,” he said. “I might not be sane. I won’t be able to stop myself. I would never hurt you, but there will be a moment of pain when I claim you with my fangs.”

Pyrus saw a flicker of fear pass through her eyes, but it was quickly followed by a still calm.

“I am yours,” she whispered. “Claim me, so no other can touch my flesh, ever again.”

The need inside Pyrus roared through him, pouring from his mouth in a primal wave of guttural sound. He grabbed her shoulders and threw her down on the couch, slipping his cock into her hot, wet pussy with one stroke. Mazie stretched under him, opening her legs and pointing her hips at him.

Pyrus held her hips, and Mazie’s hands covered his. She threw her head back, letting him take full control of her body. He watched her huge, soft breasts bouncing up and down as he pounded her harder and harder.

With every stroke, he slammed into the soft, hot end of her and felt her pussy clench around his cock as it got thicker and harder. Control was leaving him, slowly bleeding away with every movement. As the red-hot fire of his dragon soul took him over, Pyrus’s vision was covered by a sheen of white-hot flame.

He threw himself on top of her, his hands wildly groping at her breasts and clumsily reaching for her waist. He fell against her chest, her soft breasts slapping his face. The sweet, salty tang of her sweat rushing over her soft skin was too much for him.

Pyrus’s face snapped to the side faster than a snake. His fangs latched onto the smooth mound of her breast and sank in deep. Mazie screamed under him, but Pyrus was unmoved by her sound.

He was cresting on a wave of pleasure like nothing he had ever known. He could taste her blood on his tongue, mingled with her sweat and her cum. His teeth were deep in her hot, juicy flesh, and his cock was buried inside her as far as it could go, so thick and hard, he felt her pussy stretching around him.

The wave peaked in an explosion that blew through every single nerve in his body at the same time. He opened his mouth to let out a roar, his teeth gently retracting as he let Mazie go. His cock pounded and throbbed, spurting deep inside her as he finally spent himself in a flood of incredible, soul-wrecking pleasure.

For a few minutes, neither of them moved or spoke. His breath rasped in and out of his throat as his heart thudded at an impossible rhythm, leaving every muscle trembling and his skin singing with tingling waves of pleasure.

Slowly, Pyrus raised up on his hands to look down at his love. She was smiling, her eyes soft and gentle as she reached up to stroke his face.

He looked down at the claiming bite on the inner edge of her left breast. It looked like a neat circle of deep red dots with only a few stray drops of blood.

“I’m sorry,” he murmured, touching it softly. “Does it hurt?”

“A little,” she said, nodding. “Not much. I didn’t even feel it at the time.”

“Good,” he said, relieved. “I completely lost it for a minute there.”

“Yeah, you did,” Mazie whispered, reaching up to kiss him gently. “It was the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen.”

“What?” he asked, not understanding. “Really?”

“Yes,” she answered, slowly rocking her hips up and down. Pyrus was still sheathed deep inside her, and as her pussy clenched against him, his cock worked on getting hard again.

“You’re so gorgeous,” she said, kissing him again. The soft brush of her lips, her hot breath, and her intense eyes were hypnotizing him.

Pyrus shook his head, trying to find the words to tell her that she was the incredible one. Every time he tried to speak, Mazie moved her hips, making her pussy grip his cock again. His body had ceased to be his own. She owned it now.

“So, tell me,” she whispered, kissing him gently and teasing his lips with her tongue. “What do I have to do to see it again?”

“See what?” he asked, his mind completely void of thought. His entire universe was now her lips on his, her hot pussy gripping his cock, and the mystery of her words.

“See you lose control like you just did,” Mazie breathed. “Fuck me, Pyrus. Fuck me like the animal you are!”

A wave of primal instinct rushed through him as all his male power responded to her wish, and his body bent to her will. He was owned now, and his will was not his own.

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