A Queen of Ruin (Deliciously Dark Fairytales 4)

“He will kill me!”

I felt myself pushed along. “Nah. Finley will stop it. Probably. You should be fine.”

“You don’t sound all that sure.”

“Well…life isn’t fun without taking risks, right? Here, I’ll go with you.”

“Why are dragons so fucking crazy?” I hollered, pushed forward.

TWENTY-NINE

Finley

My climax tore through me, harder and higher and more intense than the last, and the one before that, and the ones before that. I shook with it, clutching Nyfain as he emptied into me. The strange euphoria I’d come to expect quickly settled over me as our dragons purred their contentment. It was as though my body realized I’d gotten what I needed and could relax again.

I let my arms slip from around his shoulders and flop down onto the bed. His chest heaved against me, his arms still wrapped around me possessively, his softening cock lodged inside. His eyes roamed my face, so full of love and devotion it made my breath catch. He kissed me gently before nibbling my bottom lip.

“I wish we didn’t have official business so we could just stay in bed for the whole heat,” he murmured, kissing along my jaw and sucking little patches of skin along my neck and down to his mark. “I want to lie here with you until it comes on again.”

It’s our turn next, my dragon said, just fine with public displays of fucking. She had zero shame. She and Nyfain’s dragon barely removed themselves from the ships to have at it.

“I’m actually starting to get sore at this point.” I angled my head so he could kiss across my throat to the other mark. “Which is pretty good, I think, since we’ve been at it for a few weeks now.”

“Will you deny me?” he growled, and the hint of command sent a delicious thrill down to my core.

I moaned softly, my eyes fluttering closed. I drifted my fingertips down his back and over his scales.

“Maybe,” I purred, feeling his shudder. I continued to let my hands drift lower until they were resting on his perfect, muscular ass. I kneaded firmly, pushing my knees a little farther out and pulling his hips in tighter. I clenched my pussy around him. “Would that stop you from fucking your cum into me nice and hard?”

He sucked in a breath, his cock hardening again, and this time it had nothing to do with the heat.

I scraped back up his scales, grinding my hips against him.

“Do you want me to fuck you again, little dragon?” he asked in a deep voice, his hand coming to rest on my right knee. His other hand grabbed my left as he leaned back a little, forcing me to open wider for him. “Have I been taking it too easy on you? Clearly you aren’t sore enough.”

He pulled back before slamming forward, the sound wet and sticky from so many combined releases.

“Is this what you need?” He pulled back horribly slowly, and juices ran down my slit and over my asshole. The euphoria still throbbed. My body ached. His thrust ended in a wet slap. “You need it rougher? You want more pain with your pleasure?”

His hips banged against my bruised thighs. His cock drove in deep. My desperation for him surged, spiraling higher. The soreness throbbed in time with the pleasure.

Yes, I fucking did. I’d been craving his dominance for weeks. I’d been mewing like a little kitten while he took me over and over.

It was time to act like a dragon while the heat was at bay.

Just as long as you get that good cock, my dragon said, you do you. I’m here for it.

I surged up, grabbing his hair and yanking to the side. My will slammed into him, forcing him to roll over. The bed wasn’t that big, though. Not like in the castle. He hit the edge with blazing eyes and tried to grab on. His hands slipped and he went crashing over the side.

I rolled off the other way as he slowly pushed to standing. He turned sideways so that his arms could flare as he stood between the bed and the wall. His eyes swept down my body, catching between my thighs and sticking for a moment. When they returned to me, excitement glittered in them. A spark. He recognized my challenge and savored it.

“Come and get it,” I said. “If you can.”

He chuckled darkly and stepped forward, closing the distance. I didn’t move, waiting. We didn’t have much room to maneuver.

His hand shot out, faster than a blink, his fingers wrapping around my throat and squeezing.

Oh, so that’s how we’re going to play, is it? my dragon thought as fire flooded my blood. Right for the throat? She paused. Kick his fucking ass.

I slammed him with my will, the blow so hard he grunted as he flew backward. His legs hit the back of the bed and his body kept going. He windmilled to try to keep upright, but I jumped up and kicked, my foot hitting him center mass.