Page 48 of Hera

CHAPTER14

Augustine feltlike his soul left his body when Hera engulfed his cock in her mouth.

Goddess save me.

He gathered up her hair behind her head, the better to see her face, and then almost wished he hadn’t. The stretch of her mouth around his cock was obscene, the swell in her throat erotic beyond anything he could have imagined.

Hera bobbed her head, and Augustine remembered that she had asked him to guide her. Hardly daring to breathe, he slowly moved her over his length. And then she hummed, the vibrations echoing over every nerve ending and bringing him even higher.

She obviously enjoys it...

He moved her faster, chasing his completion while keeping an eye open for her discomfort. She stayed completely relaxed in his grip and soon, he could feel the end approaching. He gasped out something, he wasn’t quite sure what, but Hera raised her thumb and he exploded.

Seconds later, Hera’s beautiful white wings burst into existence and she was being pulled backward as they filled with water. He caught her gently and lifted her, freeing her from the weighty prison.

“Thank you.” Her voice was raspy from his use of her throat.

Augustine felt a frisson of pleasure run up his spine. “Are you all right? Why are your wings out?”

“Oh, I tend to lose control over them in orgasm,” Hera said dreamily. She ground her hips against his thigh and he could feel her slick wetness.

“You came?”

“I told you, I really enjoy giving head.” Hera chuckled and lifted her mouth for a kiss.

He happily provided one, capturing her plush lips with his own. Their softness gave pleasantly under his tongue, his taste buds singing over the taste of his essence in her mouth. He pulled back a breath to ask, “Can I give you another one?”

“Hmm,” Hera hummed happily, kissing him again. “I’ll never say no to another kiss.”

Augustine blushed. “I meant an orgasm.”

“Oh!” Hera sat back. “I mean, same answer. How do you want to do this?”

“Can I pick you up?” Augustine smirked.

“Throw me around as much as you li—” Hera broke off with a squeak when Augustine slipped his arms under her thighs, lying back and lifting her over his shoulders. “Are you sure you’ve never done this before?” she asked breathlessly.

“I’m a fighter,” Augustine said with a straight face. “I know how to manipulate a body, especially one as delicious as yours.”

“You know, I don’t remember the fight I saw being quite this sensual,” Hera said, shifting her hips over his neck.

“That is because I was not fighting you.” Augustine pulled her a tiny bit higher. Her scent was so strong at this point that he felt his cock stir again, the desire to be sheathed inside her almost overpowering. “I want to taste you. I need to feast on you. Please.”

“Okay,” Hera replied breathlessly.

His hands full of her ample hips, he pulled her down over his mouth and groaned at the first taste of her juices on his tongue.

I will never be tired of her.

He wrestled the tiny bud underneath his tongue, lashing at the swollen nub and relishing in her breathy moans. Then, he searched farther back, finding her hot, wet slit and diving into it as far as he could go. It wasn’t enough. Selectively transforming just his tongue into the long, forked muscle of his dragon, he flicked it against her walls, rubbing over and around as deep as her tight channel let him. Her cries of pleasure filled his ears and he returned to driving her ever higher by focusing on the apex of her sex.

“I need you inside me,” Hera gasped.

Not ready to relinquish his treat just yet, and with his hands busy guiding her full hips, Augustine wondered what he could use to fulfill her request.

“Augustine!” Hera whined, her hands resting behind her on his chest. Her hips undulated over his mouth, directing him.

His tail thrashed in the water in time with the movement of her hips and he got an idea. She didn’t seem to mind his extra appendage; she’d caressed it, even put it in her mouth. He brought it up, caressing her upper thigh gently.

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