Page 39 of The Dragon's Rose


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His shirt teased at the muscles that lay underneath and the tightness of his pants always gave me some indication of what he is working with—which is a lot—but it never did it justice. I know that now.

Malix’s body is hard as stone, sculpted from marble as if by Michelangelo himself. Each valley and divot of his body is a delicious temptation made of sin. My eyes trail down his torso to the V of his hips. Farther still to see the dragon of a cock standing at attention.

“Holy fuck, that’s a weapon,” I murmur, not meaning to speak the words out loud.

“See something you like, wife?” The arrogance in his tone, for once, is a turn-on.

“Fuck yes.” Very much.

On instinct, my hand reaches out, wrapping around his shaft. My fingers don’t touch and I’m slightly terrified that his cock will rip me in two.

Well, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.

I’m about to have the strongest vagina in Dragon’s Keep.

“Your mouth, wife. Give it to me.” Malix’s command is liquid heat straight to my core.

I’ve never considered myself a submissive lover, but I’m happy to play the part now.

My mouth opens, tongue out and ready to taste. Malix curses and guides his erection into my eager mouth. I lap at his tip tasting his salty precum.

Only half of him has entered my mouth, but already he’s deep down my throat. I hollow my cheeks and relax my throat the best I can. Breathing in and out through my nose.

“Fucking perfection,” Malix growls and I preen at his praise. “I’m going to fuck this pretty mouth, wife, and I want you to take it.”

My answer is a moan. Malix reaches down, one hand pulling my hair out of my face and the other holding the back of my head. My body braces itself, prepared for the rough face-fuck he’s about to deal me.

Malix starts thrusting his hips, keeping my head in place. I take his cock down, down, down, farther than I have ever had a man. I moan and gag around him, keen on letting him move me to his will. Spit runs down my chin and tears spring to my eyes.

This is so fucking hot.

He’s relentless with his thrusts, moving in and out of my mouth like his life depends on it. He loosens his hold on my head, and I bob my head in time with his movements. His low moans fill the room, along with the obscene sounds of my gagging.

“Are you going to swallow my cum like a good girl, Rose?”

My thighs drip with my arousal. I can only nod.

Yes. Give it to me.

Malix grunts, jerking his hips once more before he sputters into my mouth. His warm, salty cum coats my tongue and I do my best to swallow his entire load, though some of it dribbles down my chin.

He pulls his cock out, leaving me gasping for breath as if I had just run a mile. I’m amazed to see that he’s still so hard. Do dragons need no time between their orgasms? Because if that is the case, I’m about to have one sore body. And I’m pretty certain I’m okay with that.

I barely have time to steady myself before Malix pushes me back on the bed and hovers over me. His body towers over mine, pining me in place. “I need to be inside of you.”

Even though I saw the evidence with my own eyes, I can’t believe Malix is ready to go again. No downtime. Is this man even real?

Reading the surprise in my eyes, Malix laughs. “Dragons are sexual beings. We have a high sex drive.”

“I’m starting to learn that,” I pant, voice hoarse from his brutal mouth-fuck. His tip is teasing my entrance, ready to sheath its way inside me.

“Are condoms a thing in this world?” I ask, the thought coming to my brain, and I ask before I can stop myself. Judging by the puzzled look on his face, I have my answer.

“Doesn’t matter. I have an implant,” I say. Still, he looks at me like I had just sprung an extra head. “So I don’t get pregnant,” I explain.

Understanding colors his face finally. “Dragons have an herbal mixture to prevent pregnancy if we decide we don’t want children.”

And I definitely don’t want to talk about that right now. Later, but not now.

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