“I need you now.” It was a command and it was not up for discussion. Before I even had time to think, he was pulling me atop him and all rational thought disappeared. I could feel his passion rising as denim strained. Talons found softened flesh and my shirt was gone as if mere scraps. Flames seared my lips as he claimed my tongue in his never-ending kiss of lust. He was every bit the dragon he wore on his back. Strong, wise, protective… he was a force to be reckoned with; and he was mine.
Here, in our space; where no one could touch us. We joined to forget the world. My body writhed against his. A mating dance that we knew would not last long. He was as impatient as he was loving…as temperamental as he was protective. However, he knew what he was doing. Each time he claimed my lips between teeth every ounce of the word no left my body. Every time nail scraped skin, vocal cords failed…and each time his wings engulfed me, I was lost.
Today was no different. It was hot… my fingers waded through hair as my breasts met the steel of his chest. I loved touching him. It drove me insane. So soft and so strong… He knew exactly how to move to set me ablaze.
“Take off your pants I want to taste you.” Again…a command and I obeyed. Before the last vestige had left my feet, my back was flat against the couch… and his tongue was devouring me. Heat pooled and a single word was uttered…”fuck.”
I could not help it. It was the only word that I could mutter through the heat and wetness that made my body his. He stopped long enough to say “hold it open for me”….and “good girl” as I complied. Why did I love that so much?
Once again, I was atop him. Ass pressed firmly against his crotch…I begged. I wanted him inside…strong fingers covered my throat and he whispered “shhh”… the other hand snaked around pulling me snugly against him and we rocked. He wanted to drive me insane… and he was doing a damn good job! I do not know how long we wrestled like that. Back and forth, but I was dripping wet… and begging….
I knew he liked it because his moans were coming closer and closer together. Finally…he succumbed. One deft motion found his pants opened and his manhood glistening in full splendor. I wanted to kiss it… to tease him as he had teased me…
Nevertheless, my body was yanked up and around until I was doggy style. Arms pulled back, face planted firmly against the sofa and he impaled me. Moans and spasms were all that escaped in the muttering that left my mouth. He punished my pussy and I loved it. This dragon… my dragon, took me soaring and we landed together. Spent and sated….
Together we lay across the couch… tails intertwined, his dragon, and mine. I stroked his hair, a low growl of sleep eked through gritted teeth, and I smiled. He was my protector in waking and I his in sleep…