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“Give me a little credit!” He whipped the tip of his tail into the water, splashing her, and Ivy laughed, turning her head to the side to avoid getting any in her eyes. With two fingers, he adjusted her chin so she was looking at him again. After a long moment of eye contact, during which his irises glowed briefly, he said, “I haven’t kissed you because dragons don’t kiss, Ivy. Welick.”
Holy. Shit.
“Get in,” she demanded, slapping the flat of her hand on the surface of the heated water that hadnothingon the heat coursing through her. “You and your tongue. Right now.”
“So greedy. I think I like this side of you.” He deftly unbuckled his belt, dragging the pliable leather pants down his narrow hips, exposing more rows of scales that darkened in color from the bright red near his navel to a rich burgundy in the crease of his thigh. He wasn’t wearing underwear, and she couldn’t pull her eyes away as his cock bounced free.
She’d been wrong. It was a different color than the dragon’s she’d seen in the videos, but definitely just as large. It had the same pronounced upward curve, and the same enticingly ridged spine of cartilage ran up the underside of his shaft like a mini mountain range. Her core clenched as she imagined how the head would nudge up against her G-spot once it was inside her, how the ridges would feel at her entrance when he dragged his cock in and out of her.
“That smile says you’re definitely not scared.” Tairon sounded smug as kicked his pants all the way to the floor and stepped into the water with lithe grace for someone his size, settling into the seat next to hers.
She was momentarily disappointed to lose sight of his extraordinary appendage, but the next thing she knew, he’d pulled her onto his lap, adjusting her until her back was pressed against his muscled chest, and she couldfeelit instead. His legs pushed hers apart, and his curved cock hooked between her thighs, perfectly hugging her seam. It was hotter even than the water, and she let out a breathy moan at the warm pressure.
“This okay?” he hummed in her ear, his tail banding around her waist like it had on the back of his bike.Yes, yes, more than okay.In answer, she moved his hands to her breasts. He took the hint, cupping and squeezing their sensitive flesh, pushing them together and thumbing her nipples as she arched into his touch and ground her ass back against his taut abs.
A string of dragonish language left his lips, half the words spit like curses, half tender murmurs, the contrast as deliciously jarring as the cold, snowy air meeting the steaming water. As her soft haunches against his hard, scaled muscle. As his stiff, textured cock against her slick, giving flesh.
It all felt so unreal. Only a couple hours ago, her whole life had sifted through her fingers, and now she was naked in a hot tub with a gorgeous dragon guy who sweet-talked her like she was his whole world. It couldn’tpossiblybe true, but she was going to enjoy the feeling while it lasted—as a Christmas present to herself, if nothing else.
Tairon hadn’t lied about his kind’s preferences. Rather than kisses, he showered her shoulders, neck, and jawline with heated swipes of his tongue. Not just tasting, butsavoring. His tail held her firmly while his hands kneaded and discovered the rest of her body, reverently mapping her swells and curves, lingering in unexpected places like the plush, corrugated stretchmarks on her hips and the ticklish bumps of her ribs.
He didn’t explore her like a human man would, and she found that that was maybe the best part. It was new. Just for her. She relaxed into his touch, letting the water support her and his tail anchor her, allowed her rational thoughts to float away as she enjoyed the unpredictable sensations.
“Good?” he asked her at some point, dragging her back to reality. Her head swam, murky with all of the endorphins swirling in her bloodstream from his treatment.
“Uh huh.” She wished she had more words. She should be asking him what he liked, or complimenting him, but she was so overwhelmed that her vocabulary had vanished, leaving her only with animal cries—whines and whimpers and groans.
Still pinning her tight to him with his tail, he pressed the heel of one hand against her mound, sending a rush of pleasure deep into her core as he bucked underneath her. He slid his full length through her folds so his cockhead bumped against her clit. She gasped, and he did it again, first teasing her opening without pushing inside before gliding further to stroke against her sensitive bundle of nerves. Again. And again.
He set a rhythm, each nudge building on the last until at last it pushed her over the edge. She climaxed faster than she ever had in her life, shaking in his arms, vision spotting as her pussy walls spasmed against nothing.
He was still holding her when she was able to see again, feathering gentle strokes over her hair and down her arms. She grabbed one of his hands and squeezed as she mustered up some adequate words of praise.
“Wow.”
Okay, one word of praise. She kissed the center of his palm to make up for it, and then, thinking more on it, licked him in the same spot.
He chuckled at her incoherence. “You liked it?”
“I—”Lovedit? Had her mind blown by it? Could get addicted to it? Even orgasm-drunk, she couldn’t say that kind of stuff on what was essentially a first date, though. Now she understood why he’d been worried about scaring her off. So just she rested her head back on his shoulder and said, “Yeah.”
He licked the top of her ear, raising goosebumps all down the right side of her body. “I liked it, too. It was…” he trailed off, so she supplied the end of the sentence.
“Worth the wait?” Ivy swished her arms lazily in the water, enjoying the floaty aftershocks bubbling through her.
“Everything,” he said fervently.
5
Tairon’scockbumpedherclit again, reminding her that, even though he’d just melted her brains, she hadn’t returned the favor yet.
She patted his tail so he’d loosen his boa-constrictor hold on her waist, and flipped around so she was straddling his lap, his curved length now nestled in the crack of her ass. Face-to-face with him, she let her hands wander over his stomach, noticing how his scales changed from flat and pliable on his abs and pecs to hard and armored on his arms and shoulders.
The cold air seared her heated skin as her hands broke the surface of the water, but she hardly noticed. His eyes glowed and his fingers tightened on her thighs as she reached the underside of his chin, testing the knobs of bone that punctuated his jaw and stuttered across his brow. He had soft places, too, like his full mouth and his yellow, liquid gaze as she stared up at him, taking it all in.
“I must look strange to you,” he murmured, bending his neck toward her so she could reach all the way to the tip of one of his short, twisting horns. The end looked sharp, but in actuality was blunted, the surface worn smooth like a piece of sea glass, and she ran the pad of her thumb over it, enjoying the texture.
“No. Not strange. Your face is so familiar to me that this feels…I don’t know. Almost like déjà vu. Like I’ve done it a hundred times before.” Her fingers followed the horn back down to the ridge of his nose, bumping over his tempting lips, and he made an inarticulate sound in the back of his throat. “I know you don’t kiss, but would…”
