“Let me taste you,” I insist, and she offers her fingers to me with no shame. Fuck, I love this woman.
I grab her hand and pull her fingers into my mouth, my eyes closing at her taste. Fuck, how can she taste so good? I could spend all day buried between those thighs, licking her cream from her pussy.
“Yes, fuck, Mishal, one!” she moans, her hands landing behind her on my thighs as she rocks against my cock again.
“Good girl, get my cock nice and wet,” I coo, grabbing her hips as she moans, her head falling back as she moves.
“Eyes on me, little one. Don’t you dare fucking look away, you are going to know who is fucking you,” I growl, and her head snaps up, her eyes locking on me, filled with need. “Good girl.” I flick her nipple before lifting her.
She grabs my cock, pressing it to her entrance, and I groan when she starts to impale herself on it. I watch each inch disappear into her tight, wet pussy until she is fully seated on me, her body shaking above me as she stretches around my hard length. Her hands come to my chest, anchoring her as she rolls her hips. I let her find her rhythm, let her take control so she can ride me all night if she wants. Slow and fucking steady she rides me, coating me with her cream as she comes time and time again, screaming her pleasure into the night. In fact, I want nothing more.
She grinds against me, tilting down so with each roll of her hips she catches her clit on me. I sit back and watch the view, gritting my teeth at how incredible she feels wrapped around me, but this time is for her. “I love you, little one. Fuck, you look so beautiful right now,” I groan, arching up into her before stilling my movements and letting her take lead again.
“Mishal,” she moans, and her hand skates down her body, rubbing at her clit faster and faster as her rocking speeds up.
“That’s it, little one, take what you need, let me feel you come,” I order, and she cries out, rocking until she freezes, her eyes closing as she comes around me, her pussy like a vice.
“Two,” she whispers, and I grin, loving that she remembered.
She has barely come down from her high when I grab her hips and start lifting her and dropping her, bouncing her on my cock as I thrust up to meet her. She moans and I growl. “Eyes open, little one,” I remind her and they snap open.
“That’s it, watch me as I fuck you.”
I can’t go as fast as I want to, so I roll us, throwing her leg over my hip before really fucking her, hammering into her pussy relentlessly as she writhes below me, her fingers clenching in the earth on either side of her. “Mishal,” she moans, panting my name as she lifts her hips to meet me.
“Fuck, you’re so tight. It drives me crazy,” I tell her, my balls tightening and my toes nearly curling, but I fight off the orgasm, wanting to feel her come again. She loves my dirty words, her pussy clenches around me and I grin at her, my jaw working back and forth. “Oh, you like it when I tell you that, don’t you, little one? Like to know that my cock is coated in your cream, how close I am to exploding just from the feel of you wrapped around me.”
She moans, her eyes still on mine as I lean down and bite softly at her nipple, knowing she loves teeth. “Oh fuck, do that again, little one,” I demand and she clenches again. “Fuck yes, you look so beautiful spread out beneath me, mine to fuck and eat out whenever I want. I plan to wake up with my face in your pussy or my cock in your ass.”
She cries out, begging as I force her into another orgasm. “Count!” I yell.
“Three!” she screams, and I roar into the night as she clenches around me, forcing me to come. Filling her up with it.
She sucks in breaths as I pull out, moaning at the loss of contact. I lick my lips, watching my come and hers trickle from her pussy. Cupping my hands, I force it back inside of her and her eyes close in bliss before locking on me. “Can’t let this escape, can we, little one. I want to know you are filled with my come all night.”
“Fuck, Mishal,” she whimpers, and I run my eyes down her body. My teeth marks stand out against her flushed skin, her pale flesh glistening under the moon like a diamond.
“I love you, little one,” I tell her softly leaning down to kiss her.
Dabria
We lie side by side, relearning how to breathe, our hands woven together as we watch the stars in the sky.
“What now?” I ask, knowing I can’t go back to my normal life. I can’t face my parents, not yet, and I can’t exactly pick up where I left off.
“Next, we find the men who hurt you, who hurt your sister, and we kill them all,” he replies casually.
Blinking at the sky, I turn my head to see him, and he flips onto his side and props his head on his hand, watching me with those black eyes.
“I-we,” I stutter and he laughs.
“I told you I would kill them. I plan to, you can come with me or you can stay somewhere safe.” He shrugs.
“With you,” I say instantly and he smiles.
“That’s what I figured. So, we find them, we kill them, and then we go home,” he explains, watching my fingers as he strokes the back of my hand.
“Home? Your home?” My tone is tinged with confusion. I can’t imagine this dragon god fitting in my bed.
“Yes, little one, our home.” He shoots a smug look at me.
“Where is this home?” I ask, wanting to know everything about him.
“Wherever you want. I have a few houses around, but nothing I would consider home. I want to make one with you, little one, so you pick. Find us a place to make our new life. All that has happened is in the past, I only want the future,” he states, and it rips my heart out.
“Mishal—” I shake my head, not knowing what to say. “I would love that. I’ve never had a home. I was adopted, and though they never meant to make me feel second best, I was always aware that place wasn’t my home. I was an intruder in their lives. When I moved out into a shitty apartment…well, yeah, that isn’t my home either. I would love to make one with you.”
“Then it’s settled, we will make our first home together.” He grins, leaning down and kissing my nose. “Killing first, house hunting later.”
I laugh, I can’t help it. “I love you.” I shake my head and he grins, with Nyre flashing in his eyes for a moment. “And I love you too, my grumpy dragon. We need to make sure to get a bedroom big enough for you and him.” I wink and I feel him blow a kiss in my head before I sober up.
“How do we find where they kept me?”
His eyes unfocus for a moment before he nods. “I think I should be able to track it. I’ve also overheard a lot over the years. They didn’t think it mattered since I was chained up.”
I nod. “If it helps, I think it was some kind of warehouse.” I wince as the memories tumble back in and I push them away, still not wanting to deal with them yet. I will probably cry my eyes out when we get home, and let Mishal wipe them away and make me feel better, but for now I’m concentrating on the here and the now, not the past like he said.
“Hmm, they mentioned a holding facility in the industrial district. Ring any bells? I don’t even know what this city looks like anymore,” he grumbles.