“Draegan,” she whispers, spreading wider for me.
Fuck, she’s already so wet. So desperate for it. I can’t…Fuck.
In a flash I pull her down so she’s lying on her stomach across my lap, bare skin to bare skin, hot and warm and perfect.
“Stretch your arms up now,” I say softly. “Grab the top of the mattress.”
Again, she obeys without protest, and I skim my palm down her lower back, caressing her scars with a loving touch before drifting down over the soft curve of her arse, claws teasing the backs of her thighs.
She shivers at my touch, her hips already circling.
“Is this what you want?” I whisper, barely audible over the crackling fire. “Daddy’s handprint on your arse, marking you? My mouth claiming you in all the naughty ways you dream about when you’re all alone in bed and your monsters slumber in stone on the rooftop above?”
“Y-yes,” she breathes. “Please.”
“Mmm.” A slow, satisfied grin slides across my face. “Such a bad, bad girl.”
“I can’t help it, Daddy.”
Fuck, that word. Her soft skin. The slow grind of her hips against my thighs and the hot rush of her breath and the wild, ragged beat of her untamed heart…
Without warning, I lift a hand. Bring it down hard on that smooth, unmarred flesh.
The crack echoes through the small space, and she cries out in a perfect symphony of pleasure and pain, of shock and wanton need.
I wait for her to use her words, but she merely writhes in my lap, fingers still curled tight around the mattress.
I raise my hand again and bring it down on the other cheek, two smacks in quick succession, one more in the center, and then my mouth is on her skin, tonguing the red-hot welts as I drag my fingers through the wetness between her thighs, stroking her gently, all of it making her shudder.
“I… I’m so close,” she pants. “Why is this happening so… so fast? Goddess, I’m going to come. I’m—”
“Not yet, you aren’t.” I pull her upright and shift her legs so she’s straddling me backward, her spine arched, her luscious black-and-silver hair cascading down her back.
Nestled firmly against my cock, the satin skin of her arse is hot and red with my marks, a sight that nearly undoes the last of my control.
Gripping a fistful of her hair, I retract my claws and slide my other hand between her thighs from behind, fucking her with my fingers as my tail winds around to tease her clit, circling with just enough friction to keep her suspended on that knife’s edge of pleasure.
She pushes back against my thrusts, taking my fingers deeper, chasing that beautiful, blissful end I’m holding just out of her reach.
“For all your stubborn resistance,” I murmur, “you’re always so wet and eager for me, love. So damnneedyfor my touch.”
“You… make me crazy,” she pants.
“And yet…” I draw my fingers out slowly, then push back in, the wet, hungry sounds of her cunt belying any protest in her words. “It seems Daddy’s naughty little bratlikesgetting spanked. Yes?”
“Oh, goddess. Yes. Right there, Daddy. Don’t stop. You feel so… yes. Yes!”
“No.” I pull back again, dragging out her punishment—a delicious torment for us both. “When I finally let you come tonight, it will be on my tongue. I want totasteyou as you come undone for me.”
A gasp is the only response I get before I lean back on the bed and shift us so she’s straddling my face, her arse in the air, her mouth tantalizingly close to my cock.
“What… what are we doing?” she breathes, long hair tickling my thighs.
“Well, if you really must know…I’mcurrently enjoying alovelyview of your backside as I consider just how long I’m going to make you wait for my tongue.” I unfurl it and flick her clit with the tip, then drag it lazily through her slick heat, giving her an all-too-brief taste before pulling back again. “And you, little immortal…” My tail snakes around her throat and drags her down to my cock, leaving no doubts as to what’s in store now. “Youare going to suck on Daddy’s cock until my cum is spilling out of your smart little mouth. Understand?”
A long, desperate moan escapes her lips, the heat of it ghosting across my flesh.
Fuck.I’m seeing stars already.
