Hidden Rage: Kindred Tales

She rubbed one ripe tip against his lips and Dragon opened his mouth eagerly. Gods, she was pushy and demanding for such a tiny female, but he found that he liked it. No, he loved it, he decided.

He sucked her firm peak into his mouth and began to circle her nipple with his tongue the way he was still circling her clit with his finger.

The combination seemed to drive Bobbi wild.

“Oh! Oh, yes!” she gasped, writhing in his lap. “Suck me harder! More!”

Dragon did as she asked, taking as much of her full breast into his mouth as he could and sucking hard. His shaft was throbbing against the tight confines of his leather trousers and he felt ready to burst. Gods, she was so soft and full and warm and lush and beautiful! She was everything he’d ever wanted in a female—even though he hadn’t known he wanted it because he had only Saurians around him.

He switched to her other nipple, noting as he did that his intense suction had made her first peak a dark red. It looked like a ripe fruit—luscious and full—and in the meantime he could feel her pussy getting even wetter and hotter.

“Close!” she was moaning. “Oh God, I’m so close now! Don’t stop—keep touching me—keep sucking my nipples!”

Dragon wanted to promise her that he wouldn’t stop until she came but his mouth was busy lapping and sucking her tight peaks. Gods, her skin tasted so good—sweet and salty and fresh and hot. He loved the way she was writhing against him, giving herself without reservation to the way he was stroking her soft, wet little pussy.

And then she was stiffening against him, gasping as her small hands tightened on his shoulders. At first Dragon was afraid that her heart was giving out but then he realized that she was, in fact, coming—coming all over his fingers as he stroked her wet depths, orgasming so hard her entire body was tense with pleasure.

“Ahhhh! God!” she gasped and suddenly she gripped his wrist, holding his hand in place with surprise strength for one so small. She ground against him, rubbing almost desperately as though she needed more contact than he had been giving her.

“Bobbi? Feela?” Dragon looked at her anxiously. “Are you all right? Wasn’t it enough?”

“Need…more,” she panted, still grinding against him. “Need you inside me. Not your cock,” she went on quickly. “Your fingers.”

Dragon slid his fingers down from her throbbing little button and found the soft, wet, warm entrance to her pussy. He pressed his first and second fingers inside her and felt as though he had entered paradise.

There was nothing dry or cold or abrasive about her inner channel—her pussy was wet and hot and slick with her juices—he could feel her gripping him tightly and for a moment he had an almost overwhelming desire to withdraw his fingers and fill her with his cock instead. He could imagine how her warm wetness would feel around his aching shaft, could see his thickness filling her…stretching her open as she moaned for him…

“Oh God, fuck me!” she cried, gripping his shoulders even tighter. “Fill me up—please, I need you to!”

Dragon let her nipple slip from between his lips. Using his free hand, he tangled his fingers in her long, silky hair and pulled her down so that her forehead was against his.

“Say my name while I do it, then,” he growled, looking into her eyes. “Say my name while I fuck your soft little pussy with my fingers, Bobbi!”

Her eyes widened for a moment, but then she complied.

“Dragon,” she moaned for him as he thrust inside her, loving the feeling of her clenching all around him. Loving the way they held eye contact, lost in each other’s gazes as he fucked her. “Oh God, Dragon—that feels so good! Don’t stop! I think…think I’m going to come again,” she panted.

Instinctively, he slipped his thumb up to caress the firm bud of her clit even as he kept thrusting inside her with his fingers. He began to slide the pad of his thumb back and forth over the tender little button, his eyes never leaving hers as he touched her.

“Come for me,” he growled hoarsely. “Come for me while I fuck your soft little pussy with my fingers, Bobbi. Come while I stroke your Goddess pearl!”

Her eyes widened and then squeezed shut and he felt her inner walls contract around his fingers. Then she was coming, just as he had commanded, coming just for him as he stroked her to orgasm and gave her exactly what she needed to push her over the edge and beyond.

“Dragon! Oh, God—yes, yes!” Throwing back her head, she moaned his name like a prayer and for a brief, blinding instant he imagined having his cock in her instead, feeling her inner pussy squeezing his shaft as he shot his seed deep inside her and made her his forever…