My hands immediately cup her breasts, for they are unlike anything I have ever seen. Rounded and full they may be, but in my hands the generous globes seem almost dainty. I gently toy with the dark centers that seem to be pointing at me. When she makes a tiny noise of pleasure, I put my mouth there.
Since I am aware that humans suckle their young, I am careful not suck upon her breasts, for I have no desire to be seen as a youngling in her eyes. Instead, I lick and nip with my fangs, teasing her while being careful not to break the skin. Her response is so appealing. She clings to me and whispers sweet things in my ear.
Coming to my feet, I lift her with my wings and steady one lovely knee against each of my shoulders. I would have never been able to pleasure a Draconian queen in this manner because they are so much larger. My Juliet weighs practically nothing, and when I am face-to-face with her queenly treasures I almost lose my mind for the need to taste her.
She grabs at my horns to steady herself, and my need doubles in an instant. Though my inner dragon is going wild, both it and my cock will go unsated this night. I arranged for this room to be closed off to all visitors so that we might enjoy a moment together that we will both treasure.
My eager queen uses one hand to point to her queenly treasures. “Your mouth goes there.”
I reach over and nip at her hip with my fangs. “Ever the helpful queen, aren’t you, my sweet?”
She smiles down at me and in doing so claims the last tiny bit of my heart.
When I begin to do as she says, I discover that something is terribly wrong. “You are supposed to have hairs here. Where are your hairs, my queen?” A horrible thought occurs to me. It is so disheartening that I dare not continue to dwell upon it.
“I removed them long ago. We have laser treatments that are permanent nowadays.”
“No warrior licked them all off?” I don’t know why that thought affects me so.
She slides one hand down the side of my face. “Nope. You’re the only one who has ever had his mouth here.”
A grin spreads over my face. “This is why you are so eager?”
She nods and plants both hands firmly on my horns again.
Since I can no longer resist her alluring scent, I slide my tongue along her glorious slit. The silken petals open for me, and then I find myself in the place every warrior wishes to be. Exploring her tender folds is the most enjoyable activity of my entire life. Nothing compares to the scent and taste of a queen. This is the one thing all warriors agree on.
I seek out the tiny pleasure nub the simulators spoke of and spend some time toying with it to determine how she best likes to be pleasured. Her moans fill the air, and my licking becomes ever more fierce. It feels like I am chasing a reward, but I know not what it is.
Using my wings to hold her in place, I allow my hands to roam over her beautiful form. Squeezing her plump breasts while my tongue teases away at her pleasure spot causes her to seize in my arms and a tiny gush of moisture to hit my tongue. After that, everything I do is about getting her to gush for me again and again, each time her body shakes more until the final time she floods my mouth with her sweetness and her entire body trembles.
I allow her to fall backwards into my outstretched wings and just admire the look of my naked queen when she is flush from the pleasure I give. She’s so pretty like this that I cannot take my eyes from her lovely form. I now know why warriors worship their queens.
It takes her a few moments to catch her breath, and then her eyes open. At first she doesn’t seem to be focusing, but then it’s as if she realizes I am here and what just happened. She bolts to a sitting position. Still breathing heavy, she scoots close until her legs are wrapped around my hips. She looks into my eyes as if verifying that this was according to my will. “Are you okay?”