Page 71 of Dragon Me Through Space

He withdrew from me completely and set me on my feet, shocking me into a sad whine.

Laughing softly, he kissed my temple as he lowered himself to meet my eyes. “Don’t worry, this is just the beginning, pet. Tonight, I’m going to knot you and make you mine.”

Knot me? My eyes widened as they dropped down to the bulge at the base of his penis.

“Is that something you want, pet?”

Was it? I wasn’t sure what being knotted felt like, but I knew Preston wouldn’t do something that would hurt me. All of them were careful when we slept together, but taking a knot was something I had yet to experience.

“Yes,” I breathed.

He made a rumbling, purring sound. “Good.” Dropping to his knees, his lips suctioned to my clit and his tongue began to press against it in a strange pattern that had me hurtling towards an orgasm again.

If there were gods, I was certain that they had blessed this male’s tongue for female pleasure.

I gripped his horns, earning a pleased growl from him, as I used his horns to hold him where I wanted before grinding myself on his face. My legs started to shake as I neared my orgasm, and just as it crested, he inserted two fingers inside of me, pumping fast and hard, just like he had been a moment ago.

I screamed and my head dropped back against the wall as I came, but when I tried to push him away, Preston pressed a hand against my stomach, keeping me in place as he continued licking and fingering me. to my surprise, I came again.

Preston finally released my throbbing, incredibly sensitive clit, and straightened. “So beautiful,” he praised before spinning me and pressing his hand against my upper back, forcing my chest against the cold tile wall of the shower. “Two more from this angle, pet.”

Two more?

“I-I … don’t …”

He tsked. “Let your body experience what you haven’t before. Don’t fight it.”

When he slid into me this time, it was much easier as I was more than warmed up at this point. I felt the ridges along his erection flaring out, ensuring he continued to fill me completely.

“Do … do you control the ridges?” I asked as he began to move faster.

“Yes and no. I can move them on my own, such as right now where I can feel your body is more pliable and flaring them will only make you feel better. Sometimes they move on their own as our bodies sync with yours, too. Part of it is preparing you for our knot, but mainly it’s to ensure your pleasure. Do you like it?”

“Like it?” I gasped as he buried himself inside of me, our bodies slapping together in the otherwise quiet shower. “I love it.”

He chuckled and licked up the side of my neck. “Good, because this is just the beginning. We’re going to make sure you are so satiated that you never look at another male like you look at us.”

It was too late for that, but I wasn’t going to inflate his ego any more than it already was.

“Well, then why don’t you prove it, Prince Preston?” I challenged.

He growled, bit the side of my neck, gripped my hips, and thrust into me at a steady and pleasure inducing pace. I lost count of the number of times I came, my screams reverberating off of the shower walls so loud that I was certain the entire ship had heard.

Preston paused as I panted, catching my breath from the last orgasm, and to my surprise began to wash my hair and body. Once we were both washed, he carried me to the bed, laid me down gently on the top of the covers, and stared down into my eyes. “I’m going to look at this beautiful face as I knot you,” he explained. “And then I’m going to give you my mark, if that’s okay with you?”

“Mark?” I asked.

He nodded. “I’m going to bite you, giving you a permanent mark that when anyone sees it, knows that you’re mine, my pack’s. What do you think?”

I nodded and squirmed beneath him. “Yes.”

He smiled and pressed his lips to mine as he lined himself up and reentered me.

Our kisses were sloppy, chaotic, and full of longing and desire. I met each of his thrusts with my own, our hips working together while our mouths never broke.

Reaching down, he cupped one of my breasts and gently rubbed his thumb across my nipple, eliciting a gasp from me and a growl from him.

He pressed his knot harder against my entrance, but it was so large, I wasn’t certain I was going to be able to take it without some pain being involved.