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He extended a wing for her to climb aboard.
Home, Heba?the dragon’s deep, resonant voice rolled over her like rumbling thunder.
Yes,she answered, climbing aboard and taking her seat on his back, a small space between two sharp spikes that seemed to be made just for her, for she fit there perfectly and securely.
Take me home.
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Shai took a small detour on the way back to their cabin, for he loved to stretch his wings, and Heba loved to admire the untamed landscape of their new homeland.
In many ways, the Yukon territories reminded Shai of his old home back in ancient times. These lands were still relatively uninhabited by modern humans. The mountains were more rugged here, the rivers wider, the lakes deeper. Everything wasbiggerhere. There was a sea to the north and a gulf to the south.
Shai and the other raptors and dragons had explored all of the surrounding areas several times already. Both to understand the topography, as well as to plan out defenses in case of threats.
The climate was also very different from his original homeland. It was much colder here, and the mountains were often capped with snow. The air was crisp instead of slightly balmy. And the northern lights were a rare and exceptional sight to see.
Their cabin was situated in a small clearing that was surrounded on three sides by dense forests, with the remaining side being a jagged cliff that overlooked a glistening lake. Unless one flew directly over the area, it was well-hidden from view. It was secluded and private. Secure and safe.
The perfect location for a dragon and his Mate. And, gods willing, a large brood of children.
Shai had privately inquired about the possibility of dragons and their Mates having children, knowing instinctively that Immortals were bound by different biological rules. The short answer was that no one really knew. Offspring of Immortals were very rare, but it wasn’t impossible. He and Heba didn’t expect children, but they hoped.
They dreamed and wished and prayed.
And had a glorious timetrying.
As they were doing now—with Heba sprawled on her back on the edge of the bed, a pillow beneath her hips, one leg slung over his shoulder, while he held the other open as he stood at the base of their massive bed slowly and methodically drilling into her wet, tight channel.
He’d already given her several orgasms without taking his own release. She was pliant as putty beneath his hands; bones loose, muscles relaxed; eyes closed and cheeks flushed with pleasure.
It was as if he was giving her an internal massage with just his cock, stroking all of the erogenous zones within her body, making her tense and release, shake and shiver. Making her body flood with molten ecstasy over and over again.
He liked this position because he was in complete control, and she was open yet tight, stretched around him and taking him all the way to the root. He could see the rude, vein-wrapped column of his sex pump in and out of her tiny hole, a voracious red mouth that sucked greedily upon him, clenching all around him, hungry for his seed.
He was wearing all of her gifts this night:
The necklace of hieroglyphics decorating his chest. The ouroboros ring around his finger. The studs in his cockhead, scrotum and perineum.
Aye, he wore those too.
He’d put them in himself as she watched. She’d bit her lip, and her eyes lit with passion when he hissed at the pain.
His Immortal healing abilities came in handy as the wounds almost immediately closed. And minutes after the insertions, only a throbbing soreness remained.
For hours, she’d had him on his back playing with the studs in his most sensitive parts. She’d teased and sucked and licked and kissed until he shook with the need to orgasm, suspended all this time on the very edge. Until sweat poured from him in rivulets, and he clawed his hands into the white cotton sheets.
Evilly, she hadn’t let him come, not outwardly with the release of his seed, for that was for baby-making, she said. His body had orgasmed internally, however, countless times from her knowing, merciless fingers and tongue inside him, until he was certain there was nothing left but molten lava.
Now, he was paying her back.
Making her come endlessly, keeping her at the zenith. Teasing her sensitive opening with the stud in his glans, then using it to literally scratch her itch as he ground against her pleasure center deep inside. The one in his balls hit her perineum every time he thrust home.
She moaned at the long, slow strokes he gave her as he built her up. She clawed at the bed and his wrists when he pounded her in short, staccato bursts, his cockhead and stud grinding just where she needed him.
Her keening cry filled the cozy silence of their cabin as she climaxed yet again, music to his ears. This time, her body clamped down so hard around him, convulsively squeezing him so tight, stars burst behind his eyes.
With a hoarse shout, he finally released the flood of his seed within her, his hips stuttering as an almost painfully intense climax ripped through him. His tortured cock jerked and pulsed within her, triggering another wave of orgasms that made her milk him even harder, devouring everything he gave her.
