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“That’s fucking right I am.” I slant my mouth over hers in a bruising kiss, and then I lick slowly up the side of her throat. “Can I see you naked?”
“Please,” she whispers.
I find the lacings on her dress and pull the string through the loops. The garment loosens, and I’m able to drag it down her body, revealing her thin chemise. Her nipples show through the thin fabric. Her slick has left dark, damp patches. I push my fingers against her pussy, over the wet patches, and Isavelle moans and gazes up at me with desperation.
“Your Alpha wants your beautiful body,” I growl, seizing the garment and tearing it asunder. All of Isavelle is revealed to me. Her soft breasts and stomach. Her curving, fleshy hips. Her rounded thighs and dimpled knees. She is so beautiful that I wish I could bite her everywhere at once.
Isavelle’s green eyes are huge and filled with desire and trust. I expected her to hand over her trust the moment we met because my scent demanded it of her. Instead, I’ve earned her trust, fought for it, won it, and it’s all the sweeter because of that.
Her bare hips are fleshy in my hands. Her waist is warm and soft. I cup each of her heavy breasts and pluck her nipples, making her gasp. My knee is between her thighs and her slick gushes against me.
I lean over her, kissing her with my hand cupped behind her head, and then kiss hungrily down her body. I spread her pussy open and gaze at her pink flesh. The shining wet ruffles of her sex. Her swollen, tender clit.
“Do you like your Alpha looking at you?”
She lets her thighs fall open. “Yes, Alpha.”
“Good girl.” Her slick wells up and oozes down her pussy at my praise, and a spasm goes through my knot. “Oh, fuck. I think I might die, you’re so perfect. Can I use my mouth on you?”
Isavelle makes a desperate noise, and when I glance up, her eyes are closed and she’s nodding. I gently swipe my tongue up the seam of her sex, and her taste bursts in my mouth. Fire burns through me, consuming the last of my patience. I delve between her folds with my tongue and taste as much of her as I can. Isavelle is panting and clutching at my shoulders as I home in on her clit. My shoulders are butted up against her thick thighs. I’ve died and ascended to a higher form. She’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. I push my tongue inside her, and her slick channel grips me with delicious force. I thrust as deep as I can, imagining it’s my cock.
Isavelle cries out, “Zabriel. Your tongue is so strong.”
I draw my tongue out with a smile. “Thank you. I get that from my dragon.” Then I push it into her again.
Fuck her. Fuck her. Push my knot right up against her. My Alpha is roaring at me to claim my Omega as much as I can claim her when she hasn’t had her first heat yet. I clamber up over her body with my knot in my fist, intending to do just that.
Her beautiful, vulnerable, trusting expression sideswipes me, and I squeeze my eyes shut and shake my head. Not yet. Get a fucking grip.
With a growl, I turn her onto her side and pull her back against my chest. Her thighs are so slick that I can shove my cock between them and drag it back again.
With my lips against her ear and my arms tight around her, I hold myself still and ask, “Can I fuck you like this,sha’len? With my cock between your thighs, rubbing against your pussy.”
Isavelle glances down at herself. Several inches of me are poking between her thighs and she wraps her hand around my slick head. She swirls her fingers over me, rubbing and squeezing, and I nearly lose my mind.
“You’re teasing me, little dragon,” I seethe in her ear.
“Vru’mai desh.”
I’m so shocked I nearly let go of her.
Vru’mai desh.
Fuck me please.
In my language.
Inourlanguage.
My dragines pulse with sweet agony, and I bury them in her shoulder, right by her neck, and I thrust between her thighs, right up to my knot. Isavelle cries out in pleasure as my shaft strokes against her sex, and she gushes against me. Both of her hands wrap around my cock.
“Your scent,sha’len. You’re nearly fertile. I’m going to pump my cock into you and knot you so deep, my cum floods your womb.”
“Zabriel, please,” she moans.
“My teeth in your mating gland. My baby in your belly. My knot locked so deep inside you. Mine. Mine.Mine,” I chant as I move my hips back and forth. I’m losing my mind. This sweet, precious Omega is trusting me to protect her and breed her and take care of her. “Hold me tight against your clit. Squeeze your thighs together.”
She does as I command, and we both pant as the pleasure doubles. I never expected to take my Omega on the floor of the old wyvern eyrie. I thought we’d be in my enormous, soft bed, but all I need is my Omega wrapped in my arms and slicking herself all over my knot. I thrust even harder, and my knot pushes between her thighs. I give a strangled cry and wrap my arms around her thighs, pulsing with short, sharp thrusts, imagining it’s her pussy tight around me as my knot swells. My cum bursts between her fingers and shoots across the floor. A great flood of it, releasing all my desire, frustration, anger, and need.
