20. Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty

Taran

“ O h God, Scales,” Maeve groaned, steadying herself with one hand behind her back and palming the top of my head with the other.

I saw her core contract at my words and felt like the luckiest Dragon in the world.

My talisman.

I would get to feel her silky heat on my lips and my tongue in a moment .

Her arousal coated the insides of her thighs already, and to give myself more time to find my balls again, I cleaned her with long licks.

May the Moon Goddess have mercy on me.

Her scent was the most alluring thing I had ever smelled. And her taste… I would never forget the way she tasted.

“Lie back, sweetling. I’ve got you.”

“Oh fuck, Taran,” she moaned, shifting her hips as if she was trying to draw my attention to her slick core.

Don’t fret, my love. You have all of me under your spell.

“Baby, please, don’t edge me,” Maeve huffed, wriggling some more as I slowly kissed my way up her thigh.

“Edge? I’m not edging you. Yet. I’m merely savouring your scent and the view before I’ll indulge in your sweet cunt.”

Her muscles clenched again, as if they were trying to draw me inside.

She’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.

They could take all my art and my riches. This here was the only treasure I needed going forth.

Wrapping my hands around her thighs to hold her holiest open for me, I licked her once from the back all the way up to her clit. The first taste of her sent me reeling, and her also, judging by the sound of her deep moan and the dark pink pulses flashing in her aura.

Savouring every second, and keeping a firm hold of her, I brought my mouth over her clit, stroking it from both sides with my tongue, hitching the forked bit around it and squeezing her and doing whatever other little thing I could think of which she might enjoy .

Swirling my tongue over and around it gave me the strongest reaction, so I kept it up until Maeve’s fingers dug into my sheets. Her back arched and breasts pushed skywards as she convulsed under my mouth.

“Oh God, I knew your tongue was pure magic,“ she sobbed, her hand reaching around until she found one of my horns between her legs. “Let me come, please,” she begged. “I’m so close, baby.”

Goddess help me, so am I.

Her hand gripping my horn made me so hard I feared I might come alongside her. Does it really matter?

Giving her pleasure was the only thing that counted.

And who was I to deny her any of it? One last time, I sucked down on her swollen flesh, and she crested, her beautiful body arching off the bed as she rode that wave, rode my lips and my tongue until the surge had passed.

“Scales,” she half sobbed, letting go of my horn and holding her arms open, beckoning me to hug her.

I went instantly, taking her with me so we could stretch out comfortably and cuddle a bit.

Maeve had other plans. “Fuck me, Taran, please,” she begged, breath hitching in her throat, and pulling on me, she palmed her breast, rubbing her hard nipple through the lacy bra she wore. A deep growl travelled up my body, and in a heartbeat I was on top of her, loosening the tight leash I’d kept myself on.

“What are you waiting for? I need you. Please.”

Lining myself up with her slick core, I gently nudged the blunt tip of my cock inside her. She inhaled sharply when the first line of spikes went in .

“You feel so fucking good, Scales.” Her face was contorted in ecstasy as I pulled out and sank back in, unable to say a word.

I hadn’t been with anyone in almost a decade, had suppressed my urges, thinking I was above them. That I could be a better man if I kept myself under lock and key. Right now, I felt as if I was a virgin. Untouched, awed by her unbelievably tight, wet, hot core. Taken by surprise by her walls fluttering around me. It felt like her body was trying to hug me but could not hold on to my spikes and bumps for longer than the briefest of heartbeats.

Upping my speed, I plunged inside her in long, deep thrusts, still not speaking, mesmerised by the changing expressions on her face and the noises she made, tiny gasps, little moans, loud, desperate cries, whenever I sunk all the way in.

“I want you to come for me, Taran. I’m so close.“

God, I love how she talks me through.

I had never experienced this but wanted just this, just her.

“Your wish is my command, boss,” I snarled and with two, three more deep, hard strokes I fell, taking her with me. We rose up and plummeted back towards the earth, air rushing past our faces, her cry loud in my ears, until I was blinded, deafened, only feeling, jerking and filling her as she had asked me to do. My beautiful human, my jewel.

How could I have ever thought I was the treasure most worthy of attention?

She’s so beautiful. A fresh sob escaped her and her cunt clenched around me.

Did I say that out loud?