FORTY SEVEN

Loren

I might have bitten off more than I could chew.

That’s the thought I have as I slide down over Kivrayn’s two thick cocks. For a moment, there’s a burn. A stretch so intense it makes my eyes water. Then it’s replaced with a pleasure so full and consuming, I can hardly breathe. I had forgotten how full this feels.

My pussy trembles. I cling to his shoulders. How can it feel this good and we haven’t even moved yet? I’m almost scared of the orgasm I’ll have when he really fucks me like this. I honestly might never recover.

He never let me come around both cocks together. Last time he held it from me. From both of us. Now I know why.

He moves barely an inch, and I shudder around him.

“Is it OK if I come again? I’m not sure I can help it.”

Kivrayn’s jaw is tight. His claws spike against my waist. “I might not be able to either,” he groans.

Suddenly, he launches into action. He slides lower on the bed, gripping my hips. And even though he told me to take what I want from him, he leaves me to do barely any of the work. He lifts his hips, fucking up into me while I hover there like a doll. The pleasure keeps growing. I don’t even know which part feels best, maybe all of them at once. My belly, my tits where my nipples stand peaked and sensitive, my pussy, stuffed full of his incredible cocks.

Very soon it’s too much.

My legs are shaking. I try to tell him, but I’m too breathless for words.

Somehow he knows.

Kivrayn rolls us, never leaving my body. I wrap my legs around his hips and hold on as he flips me so I’m lying on the bed.

His wings spread wide. His stare is fierce and hungry. His hand grasps my throat, and my vision goes hazy for a moment. It’s not the lack of air. He’s not squeezing that tight. It’s the feeling of being totally full, stretched to my limit, ridges of his cocks dragging against every pleasure-seeking surface within me.

Oh fuck!

“You better come for me, brat. Because I can’t hold on much longer the way you’re squeezing my cocks.”

I tumble over the edge, free falling into bliss. He holds me down, pins me to the bed, and fucks me through it. Which is lucky or else I’d float away.

It feels better than flying. Better even than being held in his arms high above city skyscrapers at dizzying height.

His sharp teeth sink into my neck, and I’m completely lost to it as he roars and unloads inside my body.

It’s so good that, afterward, I’m laughing. My body trembles with aftershocks, phantom waves of pleasure crashing through me as I come down from the high. Kivrayn wraps me up in his arms and softly kisses the places he bit me .

My pussy drips with hot liquid. It stays hot even as it pools on my inner thighs.

Eventually I sigh and twist in his arms so I can look up at him. “Kiv?”

“What is it?” His brows draw together as he looks down at me. “Is it sore?”

I laugh. “No, not that. I have a confession.”

His frown deepens. “Yes?”

“I’m not proud of it, but I’ve done it, and I can’t see a way out.”

He lifts up on his elbow. “Done what, Loren?”

I grin. “Fallen in love with you. How inconvenient. I’m not sure it can be helped.”

With a groan, he flops back onto the bed grumbling. “Only you could make that sound like a huge problem.”

“Isn’t it?” I poke him gently in the chest. He snatches my hand and holds it still.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because, like I’ve been trying to tell you, I fell in love with you a long time ago, little by little, and I’m never going to let you go.”

I nestle closer, loving the hot flesh beneath my cheek and the spicy masculine scent of him. “Oh, OK then. I guess that’s settled.”

He sighs and his tail curls up and around my leg. I know I should let him rest, but apparently I can’t stop running my mouth after an orgasm like that. “Kiv?”

“What is it, love? ”

I smile against his skin at the endearment. “Well, I was just wondering when you’d like to move into my apartment? Since you’re never letting me go, I guess I can make room for you, though you can’t have much closet space. I need more as it is.”

With a growl, he rolls on top of me and nips at my neck. “Would you be still, woman, and let me rest? Or do I have to make you come again?”

I pretend to consider. “Hmm, I’m not sure. I did want to talk to you about rings. Do dragons do rings? Because I saw this really nice—” He cuts me off with a hand over my mouth and his tongue somewhere much lower moments later. Soon I’ve forgotten the silly question I didn’t really need to ask in the first place.

It feels like days before we finally leave the bed.

A few weeks later, I’m trying to explain to the workmen that yes, I do need three shelves of shoe space, when my phone buzzes with a call from Kiv.

“Hang on,” I tell the older guy who seems to be in charge. His ruddy face grows a little redder when I hold up my finger to hush him. “I’ll be just a minute.”

I see him roll his eyes but ignore it. Not my fault they didn’t listen the first time when Kiv explained how the expansion to our walk-in closet needs to look.

“Hi, baby. Can you come home soon? I’m about to be very unreasonable to these poor guys, and I’m not sure they can handle me. ”

The red-faced man gapes at me, and I give him a broad smile to let him know that yes, I am talking about him.

The younger guy with him sniggers into his hand, and his supervisor turns to glare at him.

On the other end of the line, Kiv chuckles. “Oh no. If I come home, it will only be to watch as you roast whoever has dared to displease you, love. Should I? Is it very bad?”

I sigh. “No. I just don’t think these guys fully grasp my need for more shoes.”

The first workman throws up his hands. “There’s a limited amount of space here, lady.”

I laugh when I hear Kiv’s low growl through the phone. “Ask him what he just called my mate,” he says.

“My dragon wants to know what you just called me,” I say sweetly. “Shall I tell him?”

The guy swallows. “Look, ma’am, I’m just frustrated. I’m trying to do a good job here.”

I cut him off. “It’s fine. I know you are. I’m sure you don’t need me interfering, and I’m sure I’ll check this afternoon and find four racks for shoes.”

The guy groans.

“And don’t be afraid to cut into some of the shirt-hanging space.” I give him a final smile and stroll from the room out to the little courtyard, which is my favorite place to sit right now. The little birds that flutter around the birdbath chirp and fly into the trees when I come through the door. “Don’t worry,” I tell Kivrayn. “I’ve got it sorted.”

“I knew you would. I’ll be home as soon as I can. I’m just wrapping up a few last things here.”

“OK. See you soon. ”

I hang up and smile to myself. It’s such a luxury not to have to worry about work. Of course I’ve offered to help Kiv out, but he only likes me to work the very top-set auctions. Aside from that, for now I’m a lady of leisure, and it’s every bit as good as I dreamed.

My phone buzzes and I sigh. Not a call I want to take, but I’ve been putting it off. I lift it to my ear again and answer. “Hi, Mom.”

“Oh, langga, I’m glad you answered.”

I stop her. “Mom, I’ve asked you not to call me that.”

She makes a fussing noise. “I know, but I can’t help it.”

“Well do. Because it’s important to me that you respect my wishes.”

“Oh, Loren, I was just going to say that it would be nice to see you more often. You know your father and I miss you.”

I roll my eyes. They miss me now that I’ve got money. Surprising how that works. “Sorry, Mom. I’m glad we’re back in touch, and you know that I’ve forgiven you, but that doesn’t mean I think we can be close.”

“Oh.”

There’s an uncomfortable pause.

“Listen, I’m going to let you go now. I’ll call you next month, OK?”

“OK.” She hangs up, and I set the phone down and find the little jar of birdseed I stashed under the grill and toss some on the pavers for the birds. I really have let go of my hard feelings, but I don’t trust my parents not to fuck it up if I let them get close to me again.

One thing I learned from Jenny and her family is that sometimes your relatives really are as awful as you think.

I’m lucky I’ve found someone who more than makes up for their shortcomings in my life.

I’m about to sit back down on my deck chair, when Felicity, one of the house staff, knocks on the glass door and opens it a little. She’s holding a rectangular package tucked under one arm. “Excuse me, Loren, there’s a delivery for you.”

“Thank you.”

She hands it to me and quietly slides the door shut behind her.

I unwrap it. A note from Kiv falls into my lap. I recognize his scrawly old-fashioned cursive straight away. “Something to christen the new closet...”

My smile stretches even wider, and I open the box in a hurry. Of course it’s shoes. Not just any shoes. The most beautiful pair of Ceveray strappy heels I’ve ever seen. They’re gold, and so high a lesser woman would be at risk of twisting an ankle.

When I lift them out of the box, I find another note tucked beneath them.

Send me a photo of you wearing these and nothing else, and you’ll get the second part of the present.

I message him right away.

Loren: you want me to let the workmen see?

I’m rewarded with three angry faced emoji

Kiv: certainly not. Then I’ll be forced to fire them before I kill them, and I thought you wanted this new closet

I laugh. I’m already slipping off the low wedged sandals I’m wearing. The new shoes feel amazing on my feet. I know without looking that they make my calves look gorgeous .

I’m already considering what will piss Kiv off just enough, when I think of the perfect thing. The ladder to the roof is not what you’d call safe in high heels. I do it anyway, giggling to myself about how he’ll react. When I make it all the way up, I sit and struggle out of my sundress, setting it aside. Anyone on staff could see me if they chose to look. They won’t. Why would they? It’s fun, though, knowing how much he’ll punish me when he gets home.

I snap a few pics and choose the best one, sending it to Kiv with a giggling face emoji.

He doesn’t answer for so long, I check again to see if it sent.

Just then, I hear a roar and notice a big dragon-shaped shadow fall across the roof in front of me.

I look up and wave as nonchalantly as I dare. “Oh hi, Kiv. Did you have a good day?”

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