He obediently complied, flicking that magnificent tongue of his over my pussy and pushing inside me. He hit my inner spot, and I almost coated his mouth with my slick, my core tightening. My body was winding up for the much-needed release, and I was angry this would all be over too quickly. Still, I couldn’t stop my body from rocking against his face.
“Fuck, you’re doing so well, baby. Make me come. Make me scream.”
I ground my clit against the widest part of his tongue while the tip continued to push inside me. The sound of his mouth against my center, filling the silent room with the almost lewd smacking, sent me into a lust-filled haze. I whined as his tongue moved impossibly fast, and in seconds, my body snapped and an orgasm ripped through me, stealing my breath. I screamed his name, unconcerned if Billie and her pack could hear me. He gripped me so hard I knew I’d have bruising in the morning, and I didn’t care. He continued to lick me, and I fought not to squeeze my legs together to crush his head. I was already concerned that I might be smothering, but he seemed fine. I rocked harder against his mouth, squeezing my nipples almost painfully until I came again.
When my heart finally slowed down, I moved off him with shaky legs, collapsing beside him. His face was a glistening mess, and I felt a little guilty, but he seemed content as he licked at my slick with that beautifully long tongue. One of his hands reached down to his crotch and he began to slowly massage himself.
I swatted his hand away. “Oh no, I’m not done punishing you.”
He growled, and I arched a brow. “Don’t you growl at me.”
As before, he did as he was told. I then unzipped his trousers, releasing his cock from the restraints of his clothes. It was already sticky with precum. Smooth and blue like his face but still with layers of protruding ridges that encircled almost the full length of him. I gave a slow stroke, and his hip bucked up as he hissed. He was eager and ready.
I released him, and he gave me a silent snarl. Unbothered, I moved away and rested my back against the couch. He moved to come closer, but I pushed out my hand to stop him. “Stay right there.”
He looked down at his hardness. “You’re going to leave me like this?”
“No, I’m not a monster.” I waved my fingers, and his body froze.
His eyes rolled back, and he fell back on the floor, his long hair fanning around him. “Lisa,” he groaned, legs pushing out.
He always liked when I used my magic on him. Especially in public. He lived for the thrill. Making him come without touching him was my ultimate control. I also liked seeing him so vulnerable. There was a beauty in seeing my alpha dragon in this state.
I twirled my hand in an invisible circle, and I knew that it was making him feel as if a mouth was on him, a tongue twirling around every inch of his member. He ran a hand over his face and into his hair, eyes closed as he gave into the pleasure. I watched, getting excited as he pumped his hips up in the air.
I slid my hand between my thighs and rubbed at my dripping clit with two fingers. Sparks of desire spread through me, winding me up. I admired his body, how his toned, scaled stomach tightened with desire and the sight of the deep v of his pelvis exposed from his open pants. His hands clutched at the rug under him, talons ripping into the material, but he knew better than to touch himself.
The sight of his dick leaking, making a mess of him, almost made me come.
I whined for him, and his eyes fluttered open, head turning to watch me touch myself. “Fuck, Sunshine.”
I squeezed my free hand into a fist, tightening my magical grip on him as the invisible strokes intensified for him. His eyes glazed over, mouth ajar as he kept his eyes on me. He was close to coming and so was I. If I timed it right, I could make us come together.
I pushed my magic over him, ensuring every lustful nerve was touched. His scaled body gyrated under my power, and I rubbed faster at my pussy until we both arched our backs in a joined burst of euphoria. I moaned as I watched his release spill from him and paint his blue chest like the abstract art I’d seen in this human realm. His body spasmed, head tossed back as he gave in. His anxiousness from earlier dissipated.
When he finally collapsed back in a contented state, he looked up at the ceiling. “I want to shift into my full form and lay out under the human realm stars tonight, love.”
I cocked a brow. Perhaps I hadn’t settled him fully. “Okay. I’ll come with you.”
He shook his head, getting to his feet. “It’s too cold out. I don’t want you to get sick.”
“Only for a little while. I’ll dress in warm clothes.”
He kicked out of his pants, standing fully naked and stealing my attention. “Just a little while. I’ll meet you outside.”
I ran to put my undergarments back on and then switched to thick leggings and a sweater. I then grabbed a coat before exiting the guest house.
I didn’t see Ivan when I stepped outside, facing the pool, lit by dim lights under the night sky. I looked to my right, seeing the mansion. “Ivan?”
“Back here, love,” he called from behind the house. His voice was booming, deep.
I jogged to the back, excited to see him.
And there he was in his amazing glory. Huge. Taller than the guest house with iridescent blue and turquoise scales. His wings, blue and leathery with black framed boning, closed in tight to his body. His horns were shaped the same that they were in his hybrid form, only larger. He was dangerous, all claws, teeth and massive size. One breath from him in this size could freeze the area and kill us all. And yet, I wasn’t afraid.
He watched me silently as I walked over to me and I had to admit, he did look serene. I had to remember that this was his true form and he rarely got to be in it. It would make sense that it would calm him. I felt bad that he could not be in this form more often.
I brushed a hand over part of his scaled head, he felt hard like a smooth stone. He purred under my touch and it brought a smile to my lips. I didn’t care about the cool night breeze. I wanted to be snuggled up against him all night. Even in his dragon form.
