Page 70 of Sanctuary with Kings

Hywel shouted and bucked, and I yelled with him as the first of the scales on his cock pushed inside of me, a notable and curious rub on my inner walls.

"Ohhhh, two holes. Just perfect," Hywel squeezed out in a tight voice.

I let out a garbled laugh, and he groaned. His hands grabbed my hips and then he was yanking me to his base, ridged scales pressed to my clit, hot and full sac tucked against my ass.

We sucked in a breath together, chests swelling to press skin close, sighs softening us around one another.

I waited for him to move, even though I wasn'tnearlyready. Having him filling me twice over was outrageous. Painful and wonderful, so much pressure that I thought one breath would be all it would take for me to come or to suddenly explode into a thousand pieces.

Hywel's arms wrapped around me, and I whined at the adjustment, the slight grind of my body against his scales. Then he turned us to the side, dragging the fur over my back. The pressure eased slightly with the removal of his weight, and I could breathe again.

And it feltspectacular.

I moved, rocked my hips, and Hywel purred.

"No one could take me better,blodyn bach," Hywel said, his voice slurring slightly.

I lifted my head from his chest, blinking as his arms moved back, crossed behind his head. He sighed, and the tiny motion shifted and rolled him inside of me enough to make my eyes flutter shut.

"Fuck me or sleep on me," he said, settling into the bed.

I laughed, and that too threw me toward the edge, made Hywel groan. My entire body was throbbing, but he was wedged so deeply, sotightly, I couldn't do more than squirm on him. Not that I needed a great deal more than that.

"You-you can't sleep," I reminded him, rubbing myself against his scales, my voice cracking as his cocks nuzzled, as good as touching inside of me for how fully they filled me, each one stretching me, together threatening to split me.

"Wouldn't dream of it," he teased. "Who could sleep with their cocks strangled so sweetly?"

I whimpered, my head falling to his chest. I was terrified of coming, of what it would feel like plugged and speared like this, but there was an imperative to move, a compulsion. Just a little more, just a little deeper—

I yelped at the first clench of my body on his cocks, and Hywel laughed. My face was on fire, my nipples scratching against his chest.

"We nearly lost you, treasure," Hywel whispered, one hand moving to sweep damp strands back from my brow. Was it sweat or sea mist?

Hywel's scaled ridges were rough but perfect. I scratched at his ribs, trying to press myself closer, closer, please, just a little—

He lifted his hips, and my eyes flew open.

Explosion it was then. My body ignited with the slight buck beneath me, and I screamed as the lamps seemed to brighten the room, bathing the dragon beneath me in light. No, bathing me. Hywel's gaze locked with mine as I shattered, his stare vivid and consuming, watching my parted lips, my frozen breaths, the shudder that melted through me and then returned for another cruel helping when I was already bled dry.

My eyes rolled back, the pretty vision lost as I gave into the drowning sensation I'd narrowly avoided earlier.

Sneaky dragon. Wonderful, strange rescuer.

His hand slid up my cheek when I swayed unsteadily, at the edge of a second orgasm or about to finally fall from the first. His thumb brushed my temple.

Trickster bastard.

I dropped, not to his chest, but deep into sleep.

CHAPTER22

WELL-RESTED BLESSINGS

Iwoke still stuffed. Hywel was panting, barely moving on top of me, and the lanterns were dimmed, but I could've sworn the dragon was blushing as he glanced down at me when I opened my eyes.

"I may have…" —he groaned, throwing his head back as I squeezed on his lengths— "…slightly overestimated my ability to resist fucking you in your sleep."

"Youputme to sleep."

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