“Oh… oh… oh…” Bounce… bounce… bounce. Any second now.
Hopefully his computer wasn’t broken. It was such an irrational thing to think, especially considering what was about to go down. Roxy’s whole body felt tight as her pending orgasm drew closer and closer. She was moaning with every thrust of his finger.
Blaze placed a hand on her back and pushed her over the desk until her cheek was flush with the dark glossy wood. He wasn’t exactly rough but there was a definite sense of urgency.
He pulled his fingers out of her and she groaned in frustration. Five more seconds and she would’ve been tickets. He kept his hand on her back using the other one to grab her hip. His leg was still between her thighs, he used it to widen her stance. “So damned sexy,” he muttered.
His cock nudged up against her opening and Roxy held her breath. He was still shaking. “Last chance,” he sounded like he was talking between clenched teeth. Like he was using every ounce of strength to hold back.
“I’m sure.” Roxy sucked in a hard breath as he plunged into her. One second she was empty and the next she was full. Too full. Too stretched. It hurt. Roxy cried out and tried to move but Blaze crouched over her, holding her down with his body. Everything stayed perfectly still, everything but his hips, those began thrusting. Hard and fast. He’d warned that he’d fuck her that way. Blaze hadn’t lied. He didn’t give her any time to acclimatize. No time to catch her breath.
The first few strokes hurt. Then there was some pleasure mixed in with the pain. There were no words of endearment and no words of encouragement. Aside from serious heavy breathing and the odd grunt, Blaze said fuck every so often. He groaned it like he was in complete awe. Roxy didn’t need any encouragement; her skin was tightening again. Her clit was throbbing. His enormous cock may have initially hurt her but right now he was hitting every nerve inside of her, including the ones responsible for vaginal orgasms. She’d only ever had a couple of those in her life. This one was going to be the mother of all vaginal orgasms. It was going to be epic. She might even start writing romance novels just so that she could describe this moment.
Roxy could hardly breathe. It felt too good to do anything other than feel. Oh hell but she was wet. Blaze slid in and out of her easily. He was grunting more and thrusting harder. He pushed down harder as well. Her cheek was pressed up against the desk. Then he was fisting her hair. It stung a little. It turned out that hair pulling and hard fucking might just be her thing.
That, or she must have some serious screws loose because it made her lose it. Her orgasm slammed into her. It was the mother alright. She saw stars but that was probably due to lack of oxygen because she could not breathe. There was too much happening inside her body for it to waste precious energy on breathing.
There was a sting as Blaze bit down on her shoulder. It hurt. Her stupid body’s response was to orgasm all the harder. She couldn’t be sure, but it was quite possibly an overlap orgasm. From one into the next. She’d read that it was very possible for women to have multiples, she’d never thought it would happen to her. So it turned out that the first orgasm wasn’t the mother, the second was. She made a deep groaning noise as it rushed through her.
Blaze grunted loudly and his body jerked. He fucked her a little harder. Thankfully he didn’t pull her hair any more than he already was. Roxy couldn’t move a muscle. At least she was breathing again. It was ragged and loud.
Blaze jerked some more. She could feel him coming inside her in hot spurts. He finally slumped over her. Shit, he was heavy. His chest heaved against her back. He was sweaty. His beard tickled her ear. Endorphins flooded her system.
His dick twitched inside her. Say what? The guy was still mostly hard.
Roxy moaned. “Can’t breathe,” she managed to squeeze out.
He eased his weight off of her, just a smidgen, but stayed inside her. He was still breathing hard. “Are you okay?” he sounded husky.
Roxy swallowed and licked her lips. “Yes, I’m fine.”
“Did I hurt you?”
“No… I’ve never had rough sex like that before but I think I liked it.” She sounded seriously out of breath.
“You think you like it or you liked it?”
“No, I liked it.”
“Good.” Blaze pulled out of her and turned her around, moving back between her thighs. He lifted her so that her butt was on the edge of the desk.
His come ran down the sides of her thighs. “We’re doing that again.” He moved her dress, his gaze moving to her vagina.
“Right now?” she croaked, having to work not to close her legs, which was stupid since he’d just been inside her.
Her girl parts were a little overgrown. It wasn’t like she’d had much time to prepare and like an idiot, she’d forgotten to pack a razor. She needed to speak to Julie about getting some supplies.
Blaze licked his lips, a frown marred his forehead and he had that pinched look. He looked really angry, except, it wasn’t anger, he was just very horny. She’d come to recognize the look.
His fully erect cock did this little twitch thing. Yup, it was definitely lust. He didn’t seem to mind that she was a little bushy.
“Yeah, right now,” he groaned. “I’m going to fuck you again.”
“Okay.” Her girl parts liked the idea. There was a whole lot of throbbing and puckering going on down there.
There was no further discussion. Blaze bent his legs, going down a bit at the knee and thrust into her. He linked an arm around her to hold her in place. Roxy moaned.
“Hook your legs around my waist,” he growled.
Roxy did as he said. She grabbed his biceps and tried to keep her eyes from rolling right back into her scalp as he thrust into her using circular motions. With his free hand, he pulled one of her thighs higher up on his body.
“Oh god!” she moaned as he hit the spot.
“Fuck,” Blaze groaned. “You feel good.” A sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead. His lids were at half-mast. His features were strained. So incredibly sexy.
He didn’t go at it with quite the same ferocity as before but it wasn’t far off. The guy knew what he was doing. That much was for sure.
Then he was pushing her back so that she was lying with her back on the desk. He leaned over her and ripped the top of her dress, freeing her breasts. “Perfect. You’re perfect.” He palmed one of her boobs. Her nipples were already hard. Then he pulled her legs up, as in, straight up and at a right angle to her body. He hugged them to his chest and continued to thrust.
Oh.
Oh.
That was it. Over and out. She cried out as the pleasure train took her for a ride. Blaze followed, with her this time. He hugged her legs tighter and grunted louder. On and on until at long last he slowed his movements and then stopped all together.
They both worked hard to catch their breath. Wow! Just wow. That was the best sex she had ever had.
“We’re compatible,” Blaze announced. “I guess I knew we would be.” It was weird but he didn’t sound happy about it.
He pulled out of her. Then he carefully put her legs down. “I would love to rut you again but I think you need a break.”
“Um… yeah. A break would be good.” Her girl parts felt a bit tender. From no sex to hard sex with a giant cock. No wonder!
Blaze’s lips quirked up and nodded. He reached down and righted his pants. Oh boy, he was still sporting a semi.
“I’ll just get something for you to clean up with.”
She nodded. Roxy moved to a sitting position. Shit, he’d done a number on her dress and her bra. There was no salvaging either. She tried to close the big gaping tear but her boobs had decided that free was so much more fun. They spilled out in all their glory. This was the reason she could never go braless.
Blaze returned a few minutes later with a damp towel. “Here.” His eyes heated as they landed on her chest. Oh good! He was still turned on by her. Even though they had just had wild sex, twice. “I’m so
rry I ruined your dress.” His stunning green eyes locked with hers.
“Um, it’s okay, just don’t ruin anymore.” She cleaned between her legs and down her thighs.
Blaze rubbed across his mouth. “I can’t promise that.”
“I thought once we had sex things would calm down,” she raised her brows.
“Yeah, but we’re so compatible,” he groaned the word compatible.
She frowned.
“I enjoyed being inside you so much that I’ll want back in very soon and if there are barriers I might destroy them. Don’t wear anything important to you over the next few days. Things should calm down after that.”
Roxy decided to toy with him a bit. Blaze was so damned serious about everything. “How do you know I even want to have sex with you again? You’re just assuming I do, since I said I that I liked sex with you but maybe I didn’t like it that much.”
Blaze frowned, he narrowed his eyes, then he smiled. The guy was so attractive. Far more than what should be allowed. “You came, three times. You screamed my name the last time.”
“I did n…” She was about to say ‘not’ but swallowed instead. Yup, her throat was a tad raw. Now that he mentioned, someone had been screaming something. That something may have been ‘Blaze’. Come to think of it, someone was shouting his name and since there were only two of them in this room and Blaze would never have screamed his own name that left… her.
Her cheeks heated. “Fine,” she huffed. “The sex was really good,” she added, her face felt like it was about to self-combust.
He laughed. She shook her head and laughed along with him. Just as quickly, he turned serious and looked about the room. Blaze sighed. “What a mess. No more rutting in here.”
Roxy looked around the room. Really taking in all the details for the first time. “We should avoid your desk but we could do it on the couch, or on that rug,” she pointed to a Persian in the middle of the big space. “Or maybe your desk chair, I could be on top and…”
Blaze made a pained noise. “Enough. You need a break. If you keep talking, I can’t promise you’ll get one.” He walked towards the door, turning to talk to her over her his shoulder. “I’ll be back in a few minutes. I’m going to fetch you something to wear.”
“Thanks.” Roxy watched as he walked out of the room. She grabbed one of the overstuffed pillows off of the wingback and held it in front of her chest. She doubted that anyone would just barge into the king’s office but then again, a girl couldn’t be too careful.
So they’d established that the sex was good… no, make that great. Now they needed to see if there was more there. He was just so closed off and so serious. It felt like he had a wall up around him or something. Something had definitely happened in his past. Something that had emotionally scarred him. Thunder had mentioned a human and so had Julie. It made the most sense.
Roxy had also suffered heartbreak but she was still open to new possibilities. She hoped the same of him. In the meanwhile, she’d enjoy the sex and chip away at getting to know him.
Chapter 11
The next day…
The tiny, silver purse landed with a dull thud on the floor at her feet. Roxy grappled with the zipper on her dress. The light blue material was bunched up around her waist. The human had forgone wearing underwear.
Good.
She was learning. Blaze didn’t like human coverings. They got in the way.
Her eyes widened as she caught his stare. “Don’t tear my dress. It cost…” She swallowed her words as he spun her around.
“Fuck,” he growled, as he caught sight of her ass. Two rounded globes. Magnificent. “Open.” He stuck his knee between her lush thighs.
Roxy moaned, she glanced back over her shoulder. “All I said was that you looked handsome. It’s not that I’m averse to a quickie but it doesn’t take much to get you going does it?”
“It wasn’t what you said.” Blaze yanked his pants down, freeing his cock. He palmed her slit. “Fuck, you’re wet.” This female was so damned receptive. It was a highly-prized quality.
“You don’t sound too shocked about that.” The little human stuck her ass out further, she arched her back. She was just as desperate for this as he was.
“I’m not. Your scent of arousal is driving me nuts.”
“You look good without all of that facial hair and whoever cut your hair deserves a medal.”
“I planned on eating your pussy and thought you might prefer it if I was clean-shaven.”
Her breath hitched and her scent grew even sweeter, even more tempting.
“You make it sound like I was an ugly bastard before.” Blaze didn’t wait for her reply he thrust into her tight confines and began to move. His breath turned ragged in an instant. She had such a snug pussy. He had to squeeze his eyes shut to keep from shooting off.
Sex had never been this good before. Not ever. He knew he was attracted to her and that they would be compatible but this was next level stuff. His gums ached and his scales rubbed. His dragon wanted him to mate her. It wanted him to vocally claim her and demanded that she do the same back. It wanted him to bite and mark her. Blaze had never experienced this before. It made him nervous. Then again, fantastic sex would probably do that to a male.
Her fingers were splayed on his front door. She panted and groaned and moaned and whimpered. Each and every sound drove him more and more crazy with need. What was it about her that made him feel more like an animal than a rational, level-headed person?
Blaze continued to pound into her. He loved how she felt suctioning around him. He fucking loved the noises their bodies made as they came together. The slapping of his balls. The thudding sound as his hips hit her ass. The wet noises as his cock slid in and out of her wet pussy.
Blaze bent his knee, wanting to… Roxy cried out. Yeah, right there. Her pussy began to flutter around his dick. He grunted with each thrust, working hard to keep from coming. Not yet! Even the noises he was making were odd to him, he normally rutted in silence. Aside from heavy breathing, he normally kept really quiet. On another loud grunt, he palmed her breasts, groaning in frustration when his hands met material and sequins. Her mammary glands were amazing. Soft and full. Her nipples were dark and ripe. They were big and tightened with just a glance. He squeezed her flesh, enjoying how she felt in his hands despite the barrier.
Roxy shouted his name, her pussy clamped down around him. His balls pulled up all the way. His skin tightened. The air froze in his lungs. He groaned as he lost his load in hard spurts. Blaze couldn’t help himself, he had to sink his teeth into her. Just a careful nip. Just a… he growled as his teeth bit down.
Roxy screamed his name, her whole body seemed to spasm around him. Every muscle tensed for the longest time. He squeezed her breasts and rolled her nipples between his fingers.
Using easy circular thrusts, he wrung out the last of her pleasure, as well as his own, already dreading pulling out of her. This level of need was not normal. He’d returned home, the night before, after she was already in bed and had woken her up so that he could fuck her. After grabbing a few hours’ rest, he’d woken her up a second time, leaving straight after because he was worried he was going to hurt her if he kept rutting her like he had been. Twice in his office and then twice during the night and it wasn’t like he was gentle with her. Gentle didn’t even compute. The moment he saw her he had to have her. The moment his dick entered her, the need to fuck would overtake him. Just a couple more days and he’d get his control back. He was sure of it.
Roxy fell forward against the wall. He put an arm around her waist to hold her up. Her breath came in short pants. “You didn’t just do that?”
“I thought you said a quickie would be fun.”
“Not the quickie, you ruined my dress.” He could hear that she didn’t sound very happy.
Blaze carefully pulled out and stepped back. Roxy turned. By all that had claws. “Oh fuck! I’m sorry.”
Her dress was ripped across the bo
dice, her heavy breasts exposed. He couldn’t say that he was unhappy at the welcome sight. Blaze groaned. He bent down wanting to suck on one of her plump nipples. He couldn’t seem to stop thinking with his dick.
“No, you don’t.” Roxy put a hand on his forehead. “We’re late. I need to find something else to wear, which means that we’re going to be ridiculously late.” She turned towards the closet. “I can’t believe you ruined my only formal dress.”
Hearing her say that made Blaze feel like a colossal jerk. “I’m sorry.” She didn’t acknowledge him. Roxy yanked open the closet door and began to sort through the limited garments that hung there. “You can buy more stuff. Anything you want. I’ll have someone send a catalog tomorrow.”
“It doesn’t help me now or later tonight. I didn’t bring a second pair of pajamas you know.” She glanced at him over her shoulder. This time he could see that she was only pretending to be angry.
Blaze winced, he had ripped the one she had been wearing the night before into shreds. He’d warned her not to wear anything that she needed. “Let me rephrase that,” he tried hard not to smile. “You can buy whatever you need, barring new pajamas. I think it would be better if you slept naked from now on.”
“Is that right?” She removed a black garment from the rack. Roxy sighed. “It’ll have to do.”
“You’ll look amazing in whatever you decide to wear.” Blaze meant every word.
Roxy blushed, and gave him a shy smile. “Yeah but it’s doubtful the others will feel the same way as you do.”
Blaze folded his arms across his chest. “It’s not like you’re trying to impress any of the other males.” He hated the way his voice had dropped a couple of octaves. He hated the strange feeling that had taken up residence inside of him.
She gave a laugh. “Well, you never know.” Her smile widened. “Things might not work out between us.”
Blaze couldn’t suppress the low growl from being torn from him.
“I’m only joking,” she laughed. He could see that she was teasing him but the strange feeling wouldn’t go away.
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