Dead Sexy Dragon(21)

Stig pressed his soft lips to her lower belly. His warm hands caressed her thighs and stomach with long sweeping strokes. The sensation of his rough palms moving over her skin felt so incredibly relaxing. Stig worked magic with his fingers and made her sigh with pleasure.

He sat back on his heels between her legs and slid his hands a little lower. He massaged her inner thighs, lightly petting her pussy. His thumb stroked between the slick lips of her cunt, brushing over her highly sensitized clitoris. She inhaled a sharp breath and lifted her hips. She wanted more of that, right there, and he knew it.

Stig licked his fingers and carefully penetrated her. His thumb continued to manipulate her clit in lazy circles. He seemed to know just how much pressure and just the right pace she needed. Cora pumped her hips and rode his hand as she chased the promise of a shattering climax.

It seemed Stig had other plans. As Cora crested the first wave of the buildup to an orgasm, he slowed the thrusting fingers and massaging thumb. Cora cried out with frustration. She dug her toes into the mattress and lifted her hips. “Stig!”

“What?” She could hear the smile in his voice as he rubbed his lips over her belly button.

“I’m close.” She squeezed the inner walls of her pussy in a desperate attempt to find the little bit of stimulation she needed, but it wasn’t enough.

“Patience.” Stig gently removed his fingers and she whimpered at the loss of fullness. Her eyes widened with lust at the sight of her lover licking the glistening juices from his fingers. He fisted his cock with the other hand and rubbed his balls. His thick penis stood erect, ready. She simply couldn’t wait to have him inside her mouth or pussy—she didn’t care. She just wanted him.

“Let me suck you.” Cora licked her lips in anticipation. Stig groaned at her husky request. He carefully moved over her until his knees were planted right below her arms. The ruddy crown of his cock traced the fullness of her pout, and she greedily accepted his penis into her mouth. The submissive nature of their pose made her so hot. She practically vibrated with excitement and arousal.

His penis slid along her velvet tongue. Cora relaxed her jaw and allowed his rock-hard cock deeper with each stroke. Stig’s fingers sifted through her still-damp locks. They tightened a bit and tugged at her scalp. It sent a wild shiver down her spine. This was something she could get used to, a little rough loving.

Stig’s breathing increased and he pulled back suddenly. His chest heaved as he fought for control. She wished she could reach out and touch him, to run her hands over his muscled chest or stroke his quivering cock. He was still close enough to torment with her mouth. She flicked her tongue along the head of his penis, which elicited a hiss of surprise.

With a low chuckle, Stig moved back a little farther and then shimmied down her body. He knelt between her thighs and took hold of his cock. He used the blunt tip to draw circles around her clit. The hot, hard head felt so good against the stiff little nub. In no time at all, Cora begged Stig to take her.

When he finally slid between her legs, Cora let loose a nearly feral growl of desire. He clutched his throbbing cock and brought it to her sopping entrance. Her swollen sex glistened with readiness. Stig thrust deep and hard, knocking the breath from her lungs. She pulled at the silken bonds holding her hostage and wished her hands were free to roam, touch, squeeze.

Stig took her with fast, rough thrusts and she loved every minute of it. He held tight to her hips and snapped his pelvis. The bed shook with the force of their mating. Cora’s cries and moans ricocheted off the walls and ceilings. Stig panted and growled as he went wild with lust.

“Stig! Oh, God. Harder. Harder!” He did exactly as she asked. It took only one touch of his thumb against her clit to send her reeling into the stratosphere of orgasm. Her pussy clenched with spasms of ecstasy and clutched at Stig’s jackhammering cock. He couldn’t hold off a second longer and thrust deep. His cock pulsed as he came and spilled his hot seed.

They shuddered with the enormity of their coupling. Stig collapsed atop her, his forehead resting on her shoulder. She wanted to wrap her arms around him, to hold him close, but couldn’t. She settled on turning her face and pressing her lips to his stubbled cheek.

“I love you, Cora.”

The words were muffled and soft but there was no mistaking them. Cora went still at his stunning revelation. He loved her. Stig, her shape-shifting dragon, loved her.

She nuzzled close to his cheek and whispered against his ear, “I love you, too.”

The tension melted from his body. He turned and claimed her mouth in the sweetest, gentlest kiss they’d shared. Holding his tender gaze, she asked, “How long?”