A Pet for the Dragons

157.

ARIKA

"Play with me. Break me... but please fuck me," I pleaded because, at that moment, it felt like I would die if he didn't fuck me like Zorge did. I needed him terribly, and I needed him yesterday.

I stared back at my desperate face in the reflection of Ivret's pitch-black eyes while he watched me silently. His hands rested heavily on my hips, keeping me in place. I could see that he was fighting internally.

This frustrated me even more. I never understood his need to fight with what was supposed to happen.

Maybe... he doesn't want me... the thought came into my mind out of nowhere, sowing a seed of doubt in my mind. Perhaps he didn't claim me yet because he didn't want me. I shuddered at the thought. I'd be devastated if this was the case. I wouldn't know what to do with myself.

The only way out of this heartbreak I could think of was to get away from him. He wouldn't be able to hurt me if I didn't let him hurt me in the first place. I shifted in his lap again, determined to escape him this time.

I could tell that this would end the same way as the previous situations. According to him, I was never ready. I felt like I would never be truly ready for him, not in that way, and being ready had nothing to do with my ability to take his knot.

He simply considered me unworthy... Another echo in my head rocked me from head to toe, threatening to shatter my self-esteem and everything else. I searched his face desperately for something to give me hope, but hope was dangerous for a woman like me.

It was the fuel of my rage, the language of my love, and the mirth of my heart. Seeking it could destroy me and everything around me because I was afraid I might not find it at all, and if I did, it would be all-consuming.

I shuddered and tried to push him away again.

It wasn't going to happen... I told myself again, but Ivret surprised me by turning us around and laying me on the bed while he hovered over me. His eyes were completely pitch black, watching me darkly and hungrily.

I swallowed hard, parting my legs for him on my own. No, I didn't even have to do it myself. My body did it for him, readying for something that might not happen, but I desperately needed it. I needed it like air.

The air between us sizzled with tension. I could even feel it in my lungs whenever I breathed. I watched him, breathing hard, waiting, hoping... praying before he slowly lowered himself over me and dipped his head until his lips met mine.

I wasn't looking for it, but I took what I got. I was desperate and oh so needy that I was ready to accept whatever crumbs he threw my way. I kissed him back, burning, praying... hoping.

His lips parted mine, forcefully thrusting his tongue past my lips and uniting with my tongue. I melted against him almost immediately due to how he petted his tongue against mine. No, he was coaxing me to open more for him, to be bare to him. I shuddered, allowing him in slowly but reluctantly.

He took control almost immediately, pushing his tongue deeper into my mouth. I couldn't help but suck his tongue due to desperation.

That was all it took to break whatever wall he seemed to have erected around him. He turned us around and laid me on the bed, and hovered over me, not breaking the kiss at all.

I let my hands wander all over him, tugging and clawing at his clothes. I needed to touch his bare skin and his scales. I needed to run my hands and my mouth all over him the same way I needed him all over him.

Ivret let out a warning growl, but I didn't heed it. I would still do my best to get what I wanted from him. I reached for his pants and started undoing it with one hand while I cupped his hardness and knot with the other.

I almost shuddered, touching them. I could feel their warmth and the pulse of his knot even through his pant's fabrics. It made me want to have him inside me desperately. My pussy clenched, crying to be filled with his hard cock and knot mercilessly.

He growled again to make me stop, but I kept going, and as a retaliation, I bit his lower lip a bit too hard, making him break the kiss abruptly. I breathed hard as I stared into his pitch-black eyes, simmering with so much darkness that it could swallow the whole sun.

"Do you want to be punished, Arika?" He asked darkly. His voice was deeper and guttural than usual. He didn't sound like himself. This should've scared me, but it didn't. Instead, it acted like fuel to the fire burning my body.

"Yes," I hissed back as I reached inside his pants and wrapped my fingers around his hot, pulsing knot. My answer seemed to have sent him towards an edge because he sneered at me.

"You don't know what you're asking for," He said, tugging at my collar. "Do you want to get hurt?"

"Yes," I hissed. "I want you to fuck me so hard that it hurts. I want to be hurt," I blurted out. I ran my fingers to the tip of his cock to find him leaking pre-cum. My pussy clenched again, but it was painful this time.

I'd rather endure the pain of his knot almost splitting me in half rather than the pain of not having anything in me at all.

"Arika—"

"Fuck me," I cut him, lining the tip of his cock against my opening, spreading his pre-cum over my slit to lubricate it. "Hurt me. Do whatever you wish to do with me, but please don't deny me,"

That was all it took for him to snap his hips forward and sink his whole length into me all at once, including his entire knot.

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