For a second, Arabella was shy at the idea. Then Finn’s lingering saltiness on her tongue gave her courage. When she knelt before him, Finn asked, “What are you doing, Ara?”
“Shush and let me try something.”
Releasing Finn’s cock, she ran her hands up his thighs and around to his arse. Gripping his tight cheeks, Finn’s muscles tensed under her fingers.
Afraid she’d lose her nerve, Arabella kept her eyes trained on Finn’s long, hard cock jutting in front of her and flicked her tongue to the tip. Finn groaned and clenched his fingers at his sides. With a deep breath, she looked up to find Finn’s pupils round and dilated. His voice was husky when he asked, “I know you said no touching, but, fuck, Ara, I need to thread my fingers through your hair.”
With a smile, she tilted her head. “Now who’s close to begging?”
“I have a feeling your hot mouth will be worth it.”
Trying her best not to blush, Arabella mustered up her courage. “If that’s so, ask me nicely.”
Finn growled. “Bloody stubborn dragonwoman.”
Her dragon piped in. Run your finger under his cock. He will beg then.
Following her dragon’s advice, she ran her forefinger up and down the underside of his erection. “Ask nicely, or I leave.”
Through clenched teeth, Finn spit out, “Please, Arabella, queen of all dragon-shifters, let me thread my fingers through your hair.”
She smiled. “Better.”
Growling, Finn’s eyes flashed to slits and back. “If you’re waiting for me to beg, it’s not going to happen, Ara. Only because it’s you, can I even give up control for a few minutes. If I don’t touch you soon, my dragon will break free, and you know what’ll happen then.”
He’s talking about the frenzy, her dragon stated.
While a small part of her wanted nothing more than to fuck for days on end until she was pregnant, most of her wasn’t ready. If she wasn’t careful, she would push Finn too far.
She nodded. “Fine, but once you no longer have the frenzy excuse, I will torture you on purpose.”
Finn threaded his fingers through her hair and tugged lightly. The slight pain made her wetter. His voice was gravelly when he replied, “Och, lass, after the frenzy, you can do whatever the hell you wish with me because by then, you’ll be mine for good.”
It was on the tip of her tongue to say he would be hers for good first, but she resisted. The thought alone scared her; she wasn’t sure if Finn could remain in control if she said it to him. Dragon-shifter males were possessive to a fault. The instant someone claimed one with words, they became unbearable and cocky.
Finn sure as hell didn’t need any more cockiness.
Her beast snarled. Stop thinking so much. His dick is waiting. Play with it.
Fine, but learn some patience.
Shutting her dragon into the back of her mind, Arabella moved one hand to grip his cock. Gently, she took him into her mouth just as Finn tightened his grip in her hair.
Twirling her tongue, his nails dug into her scalp. Taking the encouragement, she took him deeper and teased his taut, soft skin with her tongue down the length of his erection. When she took him as far as she could, Ara tightened her grip of her hand at the base of his cock and moved her mouth.
Working a steady rhythm, she grew accustomed to his size and reveled in the way a flick here or a twist there would elicit a groan or her name from Finn’s lips. Also, for the first time, she burned to feel his hard length inside of her without fear.
Pushing aside panic about the frenzy and resulting pregnancy, Arabella concentrated on sucking, licking, and even nibbling. Judging by how tight Finn gripped her hair, he was close.
Her dragon hummed. Good. His scent will be embedded in our skin. Everyone will recognize our claim.
We haven’t claimed him yet.
Isn’t that what you’re doing right now?
Forcing her beast to the back of her mind, Ara increased her pace until Finn grunted. “I’m coming, Ara.”
It was a warning, but there was no fucking way she was pulling away. Squeezing him harder, Finn roared her name as he came with hot, salty spurts into her mouth.