as his fingers move to my other nipple and roll it between his thumb and finger. “As far as I know, I’m the only one who’s still somewhat human. Other than the big guy in the cage, but he hasn’t woken yet.”
“Oh?” he says.
“Suck on them,” I moan, trying to escape the hand that binds my wrists.
“You don’t really want that,” he says, an edge to his words. “Why did you think the monsters were here for you?”
“Let go of me and I’ll tell you.”
He hesitates, then releases my wrists. The second he does so, I dig a hand into the back of his hair and pull him to my chest. His lips seem to press against my sensitive nipple for a second before he opens his mouth and starts to suck.
“Oh, fuck yes!” I shout. My legs wrap around his back and I start to ride him.
He hungrily moves to my other breast and begins to suck and suck.
Then he pulls back and shouts, “Shit!”
I try to tug him back down, but he holds himself still.
So, I look him in the eye and reach between us. I push one hand into my pants, past my underwear, and start to touch myself.
“What are you doing?”
“What you won’t,” I challenge him.
“Baby, I could do anything you want to you, but not like this.” He yanks down my underwear and pants and watches me touching myself, his hands curling into fists at his side. “Why were they coming for you?”
I feel so damned wet, so damned swollen. “Because, they think I’m special. They think…I don’t know, they didn’t tell me, but I heard things. They think I can do something, but I don’t know if I can.”
“Do what?”
I whimper as my fingers close over my clit. “I don’t know.”
“And why did you end up in that lab in the first place?”
I cry out and buck my hips, working myself faster. “I needed to escape. I’d tried so many times before, but he always brought me back. He always made me pay.”
“Who?” There’s a strange note to his voice.
“My ex?” I admit, bucking my hips, because I’m not thinking of that bastard. I’m thinking of Dragon and that big cock of his.
“You volunteered to be experimented on to escape a man?”
“Not…any…man. The devil.” I close my eyes. “Please don’t make me think of him now. I’ve had so much pain. I just want to feel good for a minute.”
He’s quiet as I continue to work myself. “Your arousal isn’t real. It’s one of my gifts.”
“It’s real,” I whimper. “Now I’ve told you everything, so give me what I want.”
“What do you want?”
“Make me come,” I plead.
He swears. “I already told you, this isn’t real…”
“Then let me pretend for a minute.”
“That’s what you want?”
I nod, not opening my eyes.
A second later, he pushes my hand away and his mouth replaces my fingers. And holy hell, it feels good. Better than anything I’ve felt in my life. His tongue dives into me, sliding along my clit and around it. I shout his name. I grab hold of his hair and grind against that sinfully delicious mouth of his.
My legs end up around his shoulders and I squeeze my legs. He seems to completely lose all control. His tongue flicks faster and faster until I scream and come, crashing over the edge.
I’ve never had an orgasm like this in my life. It comes in waves. Every time I think I’m finished, it hits me again, and that delicious mouth of his keeps licking and sucking. By the time a fourth orgasm leaves me panting, I collapse against the bed. I know I’m finally done. My muscles spasm around me. My head feels light.
And I swear I’ve never been happier.
I feel him spread my lower lips, and I look toward him. He stares at me blatantly. “You have the most beautiful pussy I’ve ever seen.”
My cheeks heat. “It’s not.” I try to close my legs, but he keeps me spread with his elbows.
“Dragon!” I say, my embarrassment growing.
“I just want to get a good look at you. I want to remember the way that pussy of yours looks.”
And then he reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. The camera flashes, and he checks the image before putting it back in his pocket.
“Did you just take my picture? Why?” I’m kind of shocked.
“You got off, sweet tits, but I’ll be using that later to take care of this.” He grabs at his cock.
“I thought you had