Page 44 of The Dragon’s Captive

“You could have died,” she said. “I could have lost you. Mika could have lost her father. And all because I wouldn’t stop opening portals…”

“It is in the past now, my love,” Vilka said, pressing kisses to her lips as he pulled her naked body against his own, the thick line of his cock hard against her belly. “We both did what we did, and we both faced the consequences of that. You were here alone for years with our child. I faced the dragon and wear the scars of his fury.”

The truth was, they both wore scars. Kate’s were not so dramatic, but her body had been marked and changed by the birth of her daughter. Neither one of them was as they had been when they first met, and yet the desire they had for one another was stronger than ever.

Their mouths met in a passionate kiss, tongues lapping and suckling as passion sparked anew. This did not feel like the slow coupling they had engaged in since she returned to the dragon realm. This felt as it had in the beginning, when he claimed her with all his desire.

He broke the kiss, his hand locked in the hair at the back of her head, keeping her in place as his gaze burned into her. “I forgive you for everything, Kate. Do not be ashamed when you look on these marks. I would have taken a hundred more of them to have you.”

Caught between need for him and the urge to burst into tears, Kate squirmed in his grasp. It was not only Avastias who had been slumbering. The beast of his libido had been sleepy as well, but she could sense that it had awakened with a vengeance.

“You wish to live here in this world of reckless, thoughtless men,” he said, his voice a gravelly purr. “You wish to take our daughter here too. And you wish for me to accompany you. I will not be a mere husband, Kate. I am not a man, and you will do well to remember that.”

Her pussy was throbbing, her clit hard with desire as he held her in place, his words lashing her. “I’m…”

“Silence,” he growled. “It has been too long since you were leashed and fucked. Too long since you remembered what I am and what you are. I am a dragon, Kate. You are my mate.” He turned and pushed her toward the bed. “Bend over,” he ordered. “Present your pussy for your master to fuck.”

Her blush lit her face, but she turned and did as she was told, taking to her hands and knees on the linen. Vilka stood behind her, the head of his cock running along the slit of her pussy.

“You have not forgotten who we are, have you?” He growled the question softly as he pushed his cock between her lips and straight into her pussy. She was not completely wet yet, but there was enough moisture from the kissing and caressing to allow his thick member passage.

“I haven’t forgotten,” she gasped as her pussy spread wide around him. He slid all the way to the base of his cock, filling her completely.

He held her there on his cock, his hand meeting her bottom with a series of hard slaps that made her gasp and jump and whimper. He kept one hand on the back of her neck, the other painting her squirming cheeks with the heat of his palm.

“I think we had both forgotten,” he said. “Until you said you wanted to come to this world of chaos, until I saw for myself what goes on here, the unchecked masses of humanity acting out their whims and wills.” He laid a hard slap to her bottom and pulled his cock out of her pussy completely before sliding it back in a long hard stroke that made her squeal.

“You feel different,” he said. “Hotter. Wetter. This is how you’re supposed to be fucked, isn’t it, my little human mate.”

Kate let out a moan of assent as with a snarl of pleasure, he moved both of his hands to her hips and began to draw her pussy back and forth on his cock, dealing an occasional slap to her bottom. Soon his rod was slick with her juices as her body gave him what he wanted, her lips gripping his shaft as he used her as only a dragon can use a human.

He fucked her close to the point of climax, her pussy juices coating his cock and slicking her inner thighs. He was right. It had been too long since she had been reminded what they truly were. It had been far, far too long since her body had run hot with dragon fire. She was on the verge of climax, her body covered in a hot sheen of sweat, her mouth hanging open as she panted and mewled with desire—and he pulled out.

“Wha—?”

His fingers scooped her juices from her pussy and began to daub the tight little bud of her asshole.

“Vilka…” she moaned his name, her hips grinding as he abandoned her sex in favor of her bottom. “What…”

“You’ve forgotten what it is to be mine, what it is to be taken and owned,” he growled down at her, his hand moving back to her neck, clamping her in place as his fingers began to push into the tight little hole, stretching her with the slick lube of her own desire. “You’ve become demanding, Kate. You’ve started to think that you are in charge. You are not. You are my little fuck slave as you have always been. And I will take every part of you to prove that.”

She blushed and moaned as his fingers slid deeper, taking her ass in smooth strokes as the tight ring of muscle began to loosen beneath his ministrations. His dragon blood was making his fingers hot inside her bottom, helping her anus to relax as he took the one part of her body he had left untouched.

His fingers slid away and were replaced with the head of his cock. It was harder and much thicker than his fingers and as he began to push inside her bottom she let out a pitiful whimper that was only met with a hard slap to her left cheek.

“Hush,” he chided. “Reach back and hold your bottom open for me. Spread your cheeks and show me that you do understand what we are.”

Her entire body burning with embarrassment and desire, Kate did as she was told, her fingers taking hold of her sore cheeks and spreading them open to allow Vilka’s thick dragon cock easier passage into her tight little ass.

He fucked her slowly and masterfully, grunting and growling his pleasure as her bottom relaxed around his member and the lubrication her poor empty pussy was still producing further helped him.

“I will have this part of you any time I please,” he said. “When I tell you to spread for me, you will bend over and you will give me the option of either of these sweet holes and I will take my pick. Understand?”

“Mnnn yesss sirr,” Kate panted. She would have agreed to anything. Having her bottom taken was not as painful as she had imagined it would be. It made her entire body react with a rush of hormones and emotion that made her feel soft and submissive, and made her hungry clit pulse with need. She let out a cry of gratitude as he reached beneath her and began to strum the little nub, fucking her harder as she began to gyrate and buck her spanked bottom against his hard belly.

“Good,” he snarled, sounding more ferocious and masterful than ever. “When we live here, I don’t want you forgetting that.”

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