64. Dimitri

CHAPTER 64

Dimitri

January -

Lightly, I kiss her lips, then begin to kiss a trail down her body, painfully slow. I descend upon each breast as if I'm starving, sucking and flicking her nipple with my tongue. Aurora's moans fill the air and drive me to do more. Her fingers thread through my thick hair, holding me to her breast. Her powerful thighs come up and attempt to wrap around me. After several moments, I kiss my way over to her other breast. She's writhing beneath me, trying to shove me to where she wants me most.

It's so odd to me to know that right now, she's all mine. I have her full, undivided attention. I release her nipple with a pop. Ever so slowly, I kiss my way down her body, my lips feather-light on the swell of her stomach. I raise Aurora's legs, one by one, and place them on my shoulders. She had admired my bear's tongue earlier, I guess it's time to show her what it can do. My bear and I are in full agreement: please Aurora, and make her scream our name.

I widen and lengthen my tongue to be close to that of my bear. I lower my head between Aurora's legs, her feminine musk is intoxicating to me. My tongue stretches out to its full length, and I lick her ever so slowly. Her sopping wet folds are as sweet as honey. I delve my tongue deep within her heated canal. Aurora gasps, then moans, sinking her fingers into my hair again.

Aurora attempts to grind herself on my face. I pull back just enough to tease the tip of her clit with my tongue. Her muscles jump under my fingers as she strains, trying to get me to apply more pressure. I give Aurora a cheeky grin as she stares at me, panting heavily. My eyes drift down to her weeping lips and I drag my index finger through her sticky, sweet fluids. As my eyes lock with Aurora's, I feel my bear come to the surface. Ever so slowly, my tongue slides free of my parted lips to lick Aurora's essence off my finger. Aurora's mouth drops open, and her canines descend slowly; her nostrils flare, trying to catch more of my scent.

I lower my head again and lap at her wet folds, dining on the sweetness leaking from my mate's hot, welcoming core. Aurora's moans become louder the more I furiously work her clit with the flat of my tongue. Gently, I begin to probe her core with my fingers, stretching her, preparing her for my girth. For several minutes I bring Aurora so close to orgasm, then stop, letting her body calm down some again. Most extended session of foreplay ever, it's been nearly forty minutes and I've yet to allow her a single orgasm. Cruel? Yes, very. When I am truly ready for her to come, it will be glorious.

One more time, I lower my face and allow my tongue to lap at her sweet wet folds. I suck and nip at her sensitive flesh. I drop my right hand to lightly stroke my engorged cock. I ache horribly. As much as I'm prolonging this for Aurora, I am giving myself the worst case of blue balls in the history of the world. I know deep in my heart that the wait is well worth it. Hell, I've waited this long, right?

Aurora's muscles begin to twitch and spasm. Just when I know she's balanced on the precipice, I stop licking again. This time, I carefully slide my cock deep within her. Inch by inch, I take my time, sinking ever so deeply within my mate. Softly she gasps and grabs onto my biceps. I lower my head slowly and capture her lips in a gentle kiss. I feel myself sink to the hilt, my balls resting against her ass. I give Aurora several moments, kissing her passionately to allow her to adjust to my girth and length.

We're not called Great Bears for nothing. Obviously, it's not just the size of our beasts but the size of our cocks as well. When I'm absolutely positive that Aurora is ready for me to move, I slowly withdraw almost all the way to the tip, just leaving the head of my cock within her. Painfully slow, I slide all the way back into the base again and gyrate my hips slightly. I have her full attention now. She's clawing at my arms, wanting me to move faster. I'm more concerned for the babe's well-being within her rather than rushing either of our orgasms.

Just to make her happy, I start to move slightly faster than I did before, keeping a steady rhythm and the perfect angle to hit all the right spots. I feel her muscles tightening around my shaft, beginning those early movements just before her orgasm. I roll Aurora onto her side and throw her left leg over my shoulder and wrap her right one around my hip.

At this angle, I've changed how I'm hitting her g-spot. Her orgasm almost instantaneously hits her with that one slight change. Her muscles crush down rhythmically hard upon my painfully engorged cock. I'm so close to blowing my own load, it's not even funny at this point. I keep thrusting deep within her, mindful of the babe she's carrying, not wanting to cause it harm.

Aurora screams fill her bathroom, echoing off the walls as if she is screaming bloody murder. Water is sloshing everywhere, coating the floor, the walls and anything within reach of us. I hear the doorknob to the bathroom jiggle slightly, barely over the noises that she's making. I look up, the amber-gold glow of my bear's eyes are locked and focused on that door. Whoever is about to enter will know the true meaning of pain if we are disturbed.

Jayce apparently is the poor soul sent to make sure we are okay. I bare my teeth at him and growl deeply, threatening his life at this moment. His eyebrows shoot up in understanding, and he backs out of the room just as quickly as he arrived. At least one of the others was smart enough to send the Omega, who wouldn't be perceived as a threat. Aurora is so lost in her sensations that she doesn't even notice anything is going on around her.

I change the pace of our mating and roll her onto her back again. My arms band around her waist and her upper back; I lift her up as if she weighs nothing. I switch positions with her and sit on the seat, barely in the water, allowing her to straddle my lap and use the rail next to her for support. This new position has me buried so deep in her it takes several moments for her to adjust to it.

The faint glow of her beast's eyes are starting to shine through. I know right now she is defenseless and unable to shift to protect herself. I pull her close to me and begin to nibble at her neck, spurring her on, trying to get her to start moving. My balls are drawn up so tight against my body, aching and begging for release. Aurora adjusts how she's sitting, then begins to bounce as hard as she can, riding my cock for all it's worth.

I'm so close. My large hands grip her ass cheeks, helping set the rhythm that I know will get us both off. Aurora doesn't last long on top. She's already starting to fatigue from the effort of carrying her own weight, plus that of her child. Good thing I'm really fucking strong, now isn't it? I keep the momentum going and lean forward, just as I get to the point of release. I nuzzle her neck and move her hair away from her shoulder before sinking my canines in deeply, marking her as mine.

The minute my canines sink into her flesh, her orgasm hits her like a freight train. Aurora's muscles begin to crush down and milk me for all that I'm worth; my seed pulses out in thick streaming jets, filling her already full womb. Several seconds pass, and I'm in a complete state of bliss, then the burning, stinging sensation of her canines sinking into my flesh hits. I'll be damned. I feel like a ruddy teenager, orgasming quickly for a second time, all because she bit me.

In my heart and soul, I feel the bond snap into place. It's like nothing I've ever felt before in my entire existence. The first bond that Aurora and I shared was nothing like this. Oh, I feel her in my heart and soul. I can feel her emotions, her joy, her elation, and ever so faintly, I can feel the life within her. I lick Aurora's wound ever so gently, making sure that I help speed up the healing process. Aurora carefully withdraws her canines from my shoulder, then begins to lick it clean and kiss where she bit me.

When she's done, she leans forward and places her forehead against my throat, snuggling in to be close to me. I band my thick arms around her and hold her tightly, not wanting to let go. The water in the bath starts to cool, so my next step would be to maneuver us to the shower to clean up after our fun. "Baby? We need to go get cleaned up now," I say softly to Aurora.

"If we must... I'm perfectly happy right here." Aurora kisses my neck, then wraps her arms around it. I slide my arm under her ass and stand up carefully. I slowly head to the walk-in shower and turn on the water, waiting for it to get warm. Gradually, my flaccid cock escapes Aurora's warm canal. She sighs softly and nuzzles in closer to my throat. A thump is felt against my abdomen; I believe it's her baby that moved. Aurora lifts her head and looks at her stomach, then back at me. "Did you feel that too?" she asks softly, almost whispering it to me.

I calmly nod my head at her and smile. "Thank you for that, my love. It's truly a precious gift I've been blessed with." I gently rest my hand on her stomach, about where I felt the baby move. We stand still for several moments. Eventually, the baby moves again. It's a fantastic feeling, the baby's soft bump against my hand, and the look of wonder upon Aurora's face. The accelerated gestational period because of being mostly dragon is intense. Three months is such a short period of time for her body to go through all its changes.

Carefully, I carry Aurora into the shower and set her down. I know her favorite shampoo and conditioner by heart. I proceed to work her thick white hair into a good lather before rinsing it. I wash her hair at least twice how she likes it, then I massage in the conditioner, making sure not to get it up into her roots.

I reach for the washcloth when Aurora slaps my hand away. She looks up at me sternly, then points at the bench in the shower. "Sit!" is all she says.

I comply quickly. After all, I don't want this little hellion angry at me. I watch her go through all of her different scrubs and washes. I swear, I think she bought out the damn store the last time we went shopping. Aurora settles on a Himalayan rock salt scrub, soap thing. I watch Aurora load up her loofa and move towards me. Is she seriously going to bathe me? My eyes widen in shock, and it causes Aurora to pause.

"Did I do something wrong, D? I just want to take care of you." Aurora's tone sounds defeated. Fuck, I don't want her to feel that way.

I rise to my full height and bend down to kiss her lips ever so gently. "Never, Aurora. You haven't done a thing wrong. I'm so used to taking care of you that the thought of you taking care of me shocked me. I'm sorry, love." I lower my forehead to rest against hers, hoping she understands. Just as we are having our moment, Alaric opens the shower door, his dragon eyes glowing as he looks at the two of us.

I lift my head slowly and sigh. "I'll leave you two alone, I guess."

I prepare to leave the shower stall when Aurora's little hand grips my wrist. "You will do no such thing. Go sit on the bench again." Aurora pulls me back then gently shoves me towards the bench. Her head whips around to Alaric, who looks quite embarrassed at the moment.

Aurora takes his hands and places them on her stomach, remaining still for a few moments. I watch Alaric's eyes widen, then look between Aurora and her belly. I have never seen Alaric smile so broadly in all this time. "We need to celebrate. Our daughter is quite active. Um, sorry for the disturbance." Alaric spins to quickly leave when Aurora grabs his wrist and stops him. Her hand comes up and pulls on Alaric's beard, getting him to lower his head. As he does, Aurora kisses him, then sends him on his way.

We take our time washing every single inch of each other. This one-on-one time is very much needed, it allows us to build a solid foundation outside of the guardian figure and child one we have developed over the years. Aurora and I take the time to dry and dress each other. In a sense, I have it easier than the others. But in another sense, I have it much harder. I was her sworn protector for over two hundred years. We return to the dining hall, hand in hand. Apparently, Alaric wants to celebrate his daughter's first movements.