DragonMaster
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“Only you. Always and forever, you.”
“Then put it on me, Master, I beg you.”
She shivered as he placed the collar on her neck. Reveled in the cool, snug feel of it there.
“Mine,” he growled, and she found it easy to imagine him in dragon form.
“Yes.” Her hands went to his chest and trailed downward as she knelt. “Let your mate, your slave, see to your care now.”
He rumbled his permission though she caught the hitch of his breath and stifled pant as she nuzzled his cock through the material of his trousers, pressing kisses to it as she removed his shoes and socks.
His hands gripped her hair, tightening on the roots, tugging, sending little streaks of welcome pain to her cunt along with his silent demand to free him from the confines of his clothing. They both moaned softly when his pants no longer separated his cock from her mouth.
“You’re bigger than you were at the club,” she said, grasping him, guiding his tip to her lips and discovering the hard rings circling beneath the head.
She tongued them and his suit jacket hit the floor with a soft thump. His shirt followed, caressing her back as it floated downward.
His hands returned to her hair, but not before she felt the soft warning scrape of his mating spurs across her shoulders and along the nape of her neck. She trembled, turned on by the differences between Jubal and a human male.
He widened his stance, and she hastened to obey the command it implied, her hand going instantly to cup large, heavy testicles, her mouth following, paying homage with the laving of her tongue and moaned, heated sucks. Pleasuring him as she made it known how pleased she was to be claimed by him.
Fingers tightening in her hair drew her back to his cock. Liquid arousal coated her tongue as she licked the head before once again sucking him into her mouth.
She took him deep, the desperate craving for his release as well as her own growing with each pull until she was panting, shivering, her hand between her thighs, fingers plunging into her slit.
“No,” Jubal growled over the opposing scream of his cock to the contrary, using what was left of his control to pull from Summer’s mouth.
She turned her head instantly, nuzzled the mating spur visible at his wrist.
His hips jerked in reaction. His breath left in a rush as searing need scorched through him.
“Get on the bed, Summer. Kneel at its foot.”
She hastened to obey, but with a provocative display of wet pussy framed by thighs as she crawled onto the mattress in a perfect position for mounting.
He brought his hand down quickly on buttocks that were still reddened from previous disciplining. And she hesitated that extra second, inviting a second blow before kneeling, heels pressed to her ass.
By the Great Shared Ancestor, had any male ever felt as lucky as he did?
He sprawled on his back, arms lifted above his head in a casual pose though there was nothing casual about the intensity of his feelings. He’d be lucky if he didn’t break the headboard when he gripped it to prevent himself from touching her because he didn’t dare let the spurs come in contact with her skin, not until the very end.
Without his issuing a command, she moved to tend him, starting at his feet and flowing upward like dragon flame, burning him alive with the touch of lips and hands, with the erotic ecstasy of her mouth when it once again claimed his cock, tormenting him with shallow sucks and the wicked flick of her tongue until his seed threatened a lava-hot eruption.
He released the headboard, unable to wait her out and not daring to issue an order and have it defied. His hands tangled first in her hair, giving a sharp tug before moving to her nipples, twisting, pinching, using the blending of pain and pleasure to deepen her scent and her need to feel his cock inside her.
He drew her upward on his body. Reclaimed her lips, thrusting between them in a demand she obeyed with haste by guiding his penis to her dripping, heated opening.
She whimpered, trembled as she struggled to take him inside her, the slow impaling testing his control. Making him fight not to surge upward, both of their bodies becoming slick with sweat by the time she’d sheathed his length and girth.
Her channel pulsed against his cock in protest at first, then clamped down on it in hungry demand. His hands went to her breasts, taking some of her weight as she began moving up and down on his shaft, crying out each time the rings rubbed against her opening, daring fate by curling feminine fingers around his wrists and stroking the serum-filled spurs with her thumbs.
He lifted his hips, driving himself deeper into her body. Watching her pleasure, her building need until finally demanding she surrender to it with a command to come, her release nearly triggering his, forcing him to fight it with clamped buttocks. His breath heaving in and out of his chest as he waited for his mate’s boneless languor and soft mews to mark the end of her orgasm, though her channel fluttered against his cock as if still attempting to coax him into joining her in release.
He sat, easily lifting her off him, her whimpered protest of “no” going immediately into a whispered “yes please” as he placed her on hands and knees and she slid to her elbows, canting her hips and splaying her thighs, reddened buttocks and swollen, glistening pussy already bearing the evidence of her master’s use, her mate’s claim.
“Mine,” he growled, dragon in everything but form as he mounted, thrusting deep inside her, reinforcing his claim with each furious stroke until the rake of his mating spurs across her belly brought the scorching release of his semen, wave after wave of ecstasy heightened by his mate’s words before sliding into unconsciousness.
“And you’re mine, Master, all mine.”
About Jory Strong
Jory has been writing since childhood and has never outgrown being a daydreamer. When she’s not hunched over her computer, lost in the muse and conjuring up new heroes and heroines, she can usually be found reading, riding her horses or hiking with her dogs.
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The Angelini 2: Syndelle’s Possession
The Angelini 3: Mystic’s Run
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