To Tame a Dragon - Tiffany Roberts Page 0,50

a shudder wracked him. Her wicked little tongue explored his slit, as did her fingers, enhancing his pleasure as she teased him, heightening his torture. He was nearly trembling when finally, finally, she pulled back and wrapped those lips around the head of his shaft again.

Elliya moaned as she licked his seed. The vibrations of that sound were strong enough to coax his eyes closed briefly, but he forced them open to watch her. He needed to watch. As she sucked him deep into the recesses of her mouth, her lips stretched tight around his shaft. Breath labored, Falthyris gritted his teeth and clutched her hair, barely restraining himself from thrusting into her mouth. His toes curled, forcing his claws into the ground.

“Elliya,” he growled.

Tightening her grip at his base, she pumped her hand along his cock as she moved her head, sucking him into her mouth again and again, twirling her tongue around his head and stroking the underside of his shaft.

Falthyris’s lips peeled back. The pressure inside him was too much—too much to contain, too much to withstand, too much to comprehend. It was that intense pleasure-pain that only she could incite, and it had crept into every bit of him. There was no room in those moments for concern, no room for the Red Heat, only for what she made him feel.

He snarled and bucked his hips, pumping into her mouth as the pressure finally proved too much. He came with explosive force, blasting his seed into her mouth, tugging her head closer and thrusting his pelvis erratically to keep those sensations going even though his knees were weak and wobbly and he couldn’t think, couldn’t see.

Her hands gripped his hips, her flat claws digging into his scales, and she kept on sucking, her throat working as she drank as much of his seed as she could.

Panting, he stilled and petted her hair as she licked around his cock.

When she pulled back, she ran her pink tongue over her lips, tilted her face toward him, and grinned. “I will do that again, dragon.”

His heartfire swelled, and his cock pulsed in anticipation. He would not dispute that promise—but he would not allow her to fulfill it just yet, either. Because her scent had only grown stronger, indicating her arousal, and its new aspect was even more pronounced than before. His mouth watered.

“Not before I have had my taste, human,” he growled.

Falthyris shoved Elliya back onto the soft grass along the riverbank. She shrieked with laughter. He pounced immediately, forcing her thighs apart with his shoulders before dropping his face to her sex and thrusting his tongue inside her. Elliya’s laughter swiftly turned to moans of pleasure.

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Elliya lifted her head, grasping Falthyris’s cock in one hand as she gyrated against his hungry mouth. Her moans escalated into desperate cries as she came, her climax shooting through her with the speed and power of a bolt of lightning. He clutched her ass with his clawed hands, holding her in place as he drank her essence, his long tongue thrusting into her quivering sex over and over again.

When the overwhelming sensations had lessened, and his fierce licks had become leisurely, she returned her attention to his cock, taking it into her mouth and sucking with a hunger that rivaled Falthyris’s. His secretions allowed her hand to glide along his shaft, pumping in time with her mouth.

Falthyris hummed, making his chest rumble. His hips lifted toward her subtly, his tail flicked across the blanket beneath him, and his wings curled upward slightly. When he exhaled, his breath was shaky and hot against her sex. A thrill swept through her, producing another flood of heat, which he promptly licked away.

She’d taken him in her mouth many times since the first at the river five days ago, and she couldn’t get enough. Not only did she love the way he reacted—the way he took hold of her hair, the way his hips bucked erratically and his breath caught in his throat, the way he lost control—but she loved his taste. It was delicious, reminiscent of the sweet, sticky nectar found in the stems of sweetblossom flowers.

She grazed her teeth along his ridges. He grunted, bucking his hips, and tightened his grip on her as seed seeped from his cock. She twirled her tongue around the head of his shaft, licking away the sweetness before taking him into her mouth again.

“Elliya.” He turned his face to nip at her inner thigh before soothing it with