The dragon sniffed her carefully. Her long, blonde hair smelled like roses and strawberries. Her skin smelled like spring. Who was this young woman and what was she doing to him? She had said Viggo had bought her for him. He could vaguely remember those boring details about the peace treaty and the clause concerning shifter-brides. His Annarr had bought him a bride. Well, he had to admit this trick was new. And dangerous. He looked up at the sky and groaned deep in his burning throat when he saw the silhouette of the moon slowly moving to the other side of th
e sun. The totality was over. Just a few more minutes… He should have been making himself comfortable just about now, instead he was still standing, his wings were still stretched, covering the greater part of the cave, and his face was still unbearably close to the young woman’s face. Her pretty eyes, her full lips, the sweet sound of her voice…
Delyse’s heart jumped when she heard a crack coming from above her. She opened her eyes just in time to see the dragon’s body snapping and twisting, taking a whole different form. She covered her mouth with both hands as she watched in amazement how Eric Drekinn shifted before her very eyes. It took him more than she had expected, probably because he hadn’t done it in a very long time. The eclipse was over, and the sun was once again bathing the whole cave in its bright, crisp rays. The man who stood in front of Delyse was as tall and strong as a god, completely naked, and nothing like Delyse had expected him to be.
***
Delyse had never felt so intimidated in her life. It was clear Eric had accepted her as his bride, as the eclipse was over and he was still standing before her in his human form. This mountain of a man, with rock hard chest and abs, was her husband now. She tried not to look down between his legs, although the temptation was overwhelming. He took another step towards her, still fixing her with his golden gaze, and Delyse swallowed heavily.
Eric Drekinn was gorgeous, of that there was no doubt. But he was gorgeous in a whole different way than Viggo was. It was as if they were perfect opposites. Where Viggo had blond hair, short and messy, Eric had raven black hair that flowed freely down his back. His skin was slightly tanned, his lips were full and sensual, and his features indicated a proud and determined personality. He was pure Alpha. He oozed strength and dominance from every pore, and Delyse couldn’t help but feel a bit breathless at the thought that this man was soon going to touch her, kiss her... What if he wanted to do more?
He stopped a few centimeters away from her, and Delyse had to crane her neck to look up into his eyes. Yes, his presence was overwhelming, but she wasn’t going to avoid his gaze. She was Lily Harington, born into a rich and noble family. She had her own pride.
“Lily,” he whispered.
It was the first word he said, and it sent shivers up Delyse’s spine. His voice sounded hoarse and heavy. She caught a glimpse of his tongue as it touched his perfect white teeth when he pronounced the two l’s. Desire coiled in her stomach. She was surprised at the reaction of her own body. She had just met the guy. But then again, he was naked and so close to her that she could feel the heat his smooth skin radiated constantly. She wet her lips and forced her voice to work properly.
“You can call me Delyse. It’s the name I chose for myself when my family donated me to the Alma Venus Boarding School.”
“Delyse,” he whispered again, this time his eyes moving to her lips. “Delicious, indeed.”
She gulped. What was this man doing to her and how? Yes, she had been terribly horny lately, but she wanted Viggo, right? She wanted Viggo, not Eric. Her pussy throbbed and she almost jumped in surprise. She was considering putting some distance between them and asking him to take things slowly. She was painfully aware of his massive erection pointing at her belly. She didn’t have to look down to know Eric was craving her body. He had been asleep for 700 years and she was the first woman he had seen in a long, long time. It would’ve been foolish to expect something different. She was supposed to be ready for this, but… was she? His warm hand running up her arm snapped her out of her thoughts.
“I prefer Lily, if you don’t mind. I think it suits you better,” he said.
She wanted to protest, but then his hand cupped her jaw. He leaned in, and his tongue sneaked out to lick a trail from her collarbone to her ear. Delyse moaned and grabbed onto his arms for support. Her fingers tingled when they came in contact with his taut muscles. Then, his lips found hers, and Delyse felt like she was falling and falling into an endless void. His full lips on hers felt like heaven. His tongue sought entrance, and she granted it quickly, curious to see what he tasted like. She felt like jelly in his arms. As their tongues danced lazily around each other, Delyse gave up trying to support herself and allowed him to envelop her in his arms. Her palms rested on his huge chest, and his hard cock was pressed against her belly. Every place on her body where he touched her was on fire. Her panties were soaked, and her clit was swollen to the point where it almost hurt. She needed release. She realized she had never needed it so badly in her life. It was a good thing, though. If she was so attracted to this man, then it meant this whole thing might actually work. Eric could make her forget Viggo.
The dragon-shifter pushed her against the cave wall, and Delyse sighed when she felt the cold ice through her light dress. It cooled her skin and helped clear her head, but not for long. Eric’s hands were roaming her body, squeezing her tiny breasts and groping her hips until he decided to stop on the hot spot between her quivering legs. She moaned when she felt his big hand cup and then press on her mound. She couldn’t help spreading her legs just a bit to give him better access. Eric started kissing and licking down her jaw and neck again, as his hands tugged at her long dress, unsure if it was easier to pull it up around her waist or rip it off her body.
It had been too long since he had been with a woman, and Lily… his Lily was simply too delicious, too addictive. Viggo couldn’t have made a better choice. Eric had always been crazy about blonde women with fair skin, perky breasts, and long legs. All of his other brides had been blondes, but he had to admit that Lily was the most beautiful woman he had ever had. How could he resist her? Yes, she was worth waking up from his slumber. And if what she had told him about her father’s research was true… But he couldn’t think about that now. He could barely concentrate on anything else than his painful need to spread her legs and fill her. He was trying to take things slowly, that was why he was taking his time kissing and touching her all over, when all he wanted was to turn her around, press her cheek to the cave wall, and take her hard and fast until he exploded inside her. Oh, he would then be able to fuck her for hours, but right now he just needed a quick release so he could get some of his sanity back.
He was impatient, she could feel it. Briefly, she thought how she had always imagined her first time would be slow and sensual. In a bed, preferably. Life could be so ironic. She was brought back to the present when Eric lifted her dress to gain access to her thighs. When he grabbed her by the back of her knees, she hooked her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, allowing him to position her above his cock. She hadn’t even had a good look at it, but she was sure he was big enough to hurt her. She sucked her lower lip between her teeth in preparation for what was to come, and looked straight into his eyes as his fingers sneaked under her panties and tore them off.
“So wet…” he whispered. His thumb found her clit, and he rubbed it lightly until she started shivering and her pussy released more juices.
Her mouth formed a cute “o”, but the sensation was so intense that she couldn’t even moan, let alone speak. She had touched herself countless times, especially after Viggo has started visiting her at Alma Venus, but it had never felt so good. Her thin, smooth fingers were nothing compared to Eric’s big, firm thumb. He knew exactly what to do to make a woman beg for his touch. The teasing didn’t last long, though, as Eric soon removed his fingers, grabbed her ass with one hand, and positioned the head of his cock to her entrance. She squeezed her eyes shut when he pushed in and did her best not to cry out. He was huge. Her pussy was on fire, and not exactly in a good way. His hard, massive cock stretched her way beyond her limits, or so she thought.
Eric could see she was in pain, and he tried to hold himself back. Tight. She was so tight that for a moment even he thought he wouldn’t fit. Her walls had enveloped his engorged head, and it was all he could do not to thrust his whole length inside her slick passage. He stopped and waited for her to adjust at least a little bit, but then her walls clenched around him. He didn’t know if s
he had done it on purpose, as an encouragement, or not, and he didn’t care by that point. All he knew was that the sensation was overwhelming, and his body reacted on autopilot. He pushed all the way in and didn’t stop until he was buried inside her to the hilt.
“Oh my!” she yelped. And there went her determination to stay silent.
For a split second, Eric felt the intense need to apologize, to kiss her forehead and soothe her gently, but he couldn’t do it. He just didn’t have it in him… the ability to be kind and considerate. Instead, he started moving, pulling out almost completely only to slam back in, each time harder and faster. There was no way he could slow down or stop now.
Delyse opened her eyes and looked at him. His face was determined, his jaw was clenched. He was looking at her, but she wasn’t sure he actually saw her. He was pounding so hard and fast that she was literally bouncing on his body. She wanted to tell him to slow down, but she couldn’t find her voice. She wasn’t sure he would hear her, anyway. Her pussy was still burning, but the pain had begun to turn into something else, something deliciously sinful. She willed her whole body to relax and abandon itself to Eric’s wild rhythm. It would be over soon, and next time would feel better, she was sure of that. It had to feel better.
“You’re gorgeous…” he whispered. “So slick and warm…” He could feel his balls tighten. His mind was clouded by the impending orgasm, and he used both his hands to press her harder against the wall and lift her hips a bit higher, a position which gave him a better angle.
Delyse moaned when he hit a certain spot inside her, a spot she didn’t even know existed.
“Oh! There! Right there!”
He hit it again and again, and all she could do was close her eyes and moan with abandon. That was it. That was what sex was supposed to feel like. Hard, raw, and insanely good. Her pussy throbbed and clenched around his amazing cock, encouraging him to pound her faster. So close… she was so close…
Eric grinned when she started moaning and screaming his name. That was exactly what he wanted to hear from a woman when he fucked her. His fingers dug into her creamy skin as he started coming, his thrusts becoming erratic as his seed coated her walls.
Delyse felt the head of his cock twitch inside her as he shot the first stream of cum near the entrance of her womb. The sensation of being filled was too much, and she came with a strangled cry, her arms tightening their grip around his neck and shoulders. Her orgasm was quick and intense, almost painful, but his was long and lazy, as if he had been waiting for this moment all his life. His seed filled her to the brim, then it was too much for her tight passage, and it started seeping out around the length of his still hard cock. The smell of sex was so strong that even Delyse felt intoxicated by it. She could imagine it was probably driving Eric crazy with lust.