Page 52 of Hera

“Do you have to be a full dragon when you give it?”

Augustine sat up abruptly, shocked. “No! Goddess, no! My head as a full dragon is bigger than your whole body!”

Hera giggled and reached up for him, coaxing him down to her body again. “Okay, good. Just checking.”

“I’d bite clean through you,” he grumbled, folding back over her.

“Can I banish this?” Hera asked, indicating her top.

“If it is uncomfortable,” Augustine said. “I am afraid I cannot get it over your wings.”

Hera snapped her fingers. “There’s one more article of clothing on you that needs to go,” she said, hooking her toes into the waistband of his underclothing. She reached between them to lift the elastic over his cock and then used her feet to pull them the rest of the way down his legs.

Augustine’s jaw dropped. “You know what you are doing.”

“I’d better.” Hera cupped his cheek in one hand. “My experience doesn’t bother you, does it?”

“As long as my inexperience is not off-putting for you,” he replied, pressing a kiss to her palm.

Hera chuckled. “Not even the tiniest bit.” She hooked her legs around his hips and guided his cock toward her throbbing pussy. “I believe you promised me that we would make love? Please, I need you inside me.”

“Are you sure you are prepared to take me?” Augustine’s hand joined hers between them, testing her readiness.

“I am so ready that I will combust on the spot if you don’t take me, now,” Hera demanded forcefully.

“Tell me if it hurts,” Augustine warned, and then she felt his cockhead at her entrance.

She relaxed, assured that he would take care of her, and he slid inside her slowly. “Goddess, yes! You feel amazing,” she groaned. When he was fully seated inside her, she rocked her hips, grinding her clit on his pubic bone. “It feels like coming home,” she gasped.

“So good,” Augustine managed to say. “Can I move?”

“Please!” Hera whimpered. She felt every inch of him as he pulled out and entered again, still moving at a snail’s pace. “Faster, August. I’m not made of glass.”

“I thought slow was the romantic way?” Augustine replied, an adorable furrow in his brow. “I thought we were making love.”

Hera gripped his biceps, her fingernails digging into the skin, and caught the flare of violet fire in his blue eyes. “Making love is what two people do no matter what when they have sex. The speed doesn’t determine the amount of love. I need you to go faster, please.”

“As you wish, my Goddess,” Augustine said, slanting his lips over hers.

That should have been enough to warn me

She clung to his arms as he started snapping his hips forward and back in a rapid pace that had her reaching orgasm in seconds. He slowed only to give her a little time to recover, and then quickened until she was screaming his name again.

This time, when he slowed his pace, he kissed down the side of her neck, licking the muscle over her shoulder. “I will not be able to hold off much longer. May I...” He trailed off, blushing.

“You’re currently balls-deep inside me and you can’t say ‘come?’” Hera asked with a slightly hysterical giggle.

“May I...come... inside you, my love?” Augustine said, obviously unfamiliar with the word.

“Fill me up!” Hera replied enthusiastically. “I want it all.”

That was the perfect thing to say, as Augustine pounded into her with renewed energy, letting loose a low growl in her ear that made goosebumps erupt all over her body.

“Come with me, Hera,” he ordered and then, he bit down on the meat of her shoulder hard when he thrust in deep one last time, sending her spiraling into ecstasy.

The pulse of his cock inside her was giving her pleasant little aftershocks, the way wavelets lapped at the shore after a bigger wave. She ran her hands down his back, feeling his sweat-covered muscles tremble under her touch.

“Is it always this intense?” Augustine murmured into her neck, collapsing down onto his forearms and trapping her.

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