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She lay in my arms, my knot still inside her, pulsing away. Our limbs were intertwined, the boundaries of where we began and ended blurred. It was the most wonderful feeling ever. It felt like salvation.
This was the best feeling in the world, but it was also torturous. Even though my dragon seemed to be sated for the moment, he still wasn't done with her. We would never be done with her ever. Even though she was with me at this moment, completely mine, it still felt like I couldn't have enough of her.
I needed more. I felt this urge to consume her fully. I ran my hands all over her, feeling her soft curves. A part of me still refused to believe that it was real. I was afraid that this would turn out to be a dream and I'd soon wake up in Dacva again, ready to face the krakens.
Just for my satisfaction, I licked the bite wound I'd give her on her neck. It was small, and the bleeding had almost immediately stopped. But there was still some blood left. As I licked it off, I tasted my venom in her blood.
This was all real. I wasn't dreaming at all.
I settled beside her, watching her fervently as she slept; her breaths were deep, and a serene look was all over her face. She looked so beautiful. She almost looked the way she did when I first saw her. It made my heart ache. The possessiveness that I had for her only seemed to grow with every moment.
She'd finally given herself to me. Her words kept ringing in my ears. I'd never forget them. They meant the world to me. After doing everything to force her to submit to me, she gave herself to me on a platter. All I had to do was give her her old life back. I wish I'd thought about this before. It'd have saved us a lot of trouble, but anyway, she was now with me, and she was entirely mine.
I hummed as she gently stirred in her sleep, her eyes flickering. She seemed to be slowly awakening. For some reason, my heart sped up at this. We'd fucked passionately a few moments ago, and my knot was still locked deep inside her, giving her all my seed, but still, I felt nervous at her waking up.
She always surprised me with how much she was able to make me feel. She often brought out a part of me that I could've never known existed. It was truly amazing and sometimes, daunting. If only she knew the kind of effect she had on me, I'd be ruined forever. It was too dangerous for me.
My heart stopped beating for a moment, and time seemed to have stopped when her eyes slowly fluttered open and locked with mine. Her eyes were electric blue with a soft glow behind them due to the a-nard.
I didn't miss how her eyes lit up when she saw me. It did unspeakable things to me.
She had jaded me forever, and I doubted if I'd be able to get over her in my next life.
She watched me with hooded eyes for a couple of seconds, a dreamy look on her face. I stiffened, waiting for her response. Even though she'd completely given herself to me, a part of me was expecting her to push me away, to rip my knot out of her and get out of the bed and away from me. I'd be devastated forever if she ever did that.
I wouldn't know what to do with myself if she ever discarded me like that. I waited, holding my breath. I almost prepared myself to be rejected again and get my heart broken into pieces.
However, she moved closer and rolled over me, pushing me underneath her. I grabbed her hips to keep my knot seated deep inside her. I didn't want her to push me out yet. I wasn't ready to leave her. I would never be ready to leave her. Ever.
I watched with a racing heart as she positioned herself over me. There was a certain kind of darkness in her face that I'd never seen before. I wondered what it meant. In times like this, I envied my brother. I wish I could read people like he did. I didn't care about reading other people. I wish I could just read her and know what was going on in her head.
She placed her hands on my chest and gently lifted her hips. I growled and lifted my hips, not ready to let her go yet. She'd have to fight me before I let her go. Her lips curved into a mischievous smile when she saw my reluctance to let her go. If she hadn't been thinking of breaking away before, then she was thinking about it now... or was she? I couldn't tell.
As I lay under her while my knot pulsed deep inside her, I realised that I'd never been this vulnerable before. I was entirely at her mercy at the moment, and she seemed to know it. Was she going to test me now?
"No," I growled fiercely, my fingers almost digging into her hips in protest.
"Relax," She breathed, pushing me down and gently rolling her hips. I let my knot shift inside her before her walls clenched hard around me. That was enough to send a jolt throughout my body. "I'm just trying to ride my dragon,"
"You can ride me when I'm flying," I told her, not understanding what she meant by riding, but it seemed like she was trying to break free. She bit her lower lip as she rolled her hips again and clenched hard around me to the point that I felt sensitive inside her. I couldn't help but leak more inside her, giving her every drop stored in my balls.
She laughed at my words. I couldn't help but notice how her breasts moved with her laughter. They looked so inviting. I wanted to sink my canines there and give her more of my venom until she was numb with pleasure.
"You've never been ridden before?" She asked darkly as she rolled her hips again, almost making me forget to breathe. The expression on my face must have given away the answer to the question because she laughed again. "Oh, I see. You need to be ridden to death, then," She said, a hint of challenge in her eyes.
She rolled her hips one more time before pushing down on me so that the tip of my sensitive cock was so deep inside her that for a moment, I feared that I'd be lost in her forever. It was so warm there. It was her warmth, and it seemed to swallow me whole. Just when I thought that it was too much, she gently jerked up, making me miss her hottest core instantly.
On top of that, her instant movement made my knot contract hard inside her. It was slightly painful, but it was the best feeling ever.
"Fuck," She cried, her thighs shaking, but she continued doing it again and again until I thought I couldn't take this slow torture anymore. I thought she had already drained every drop out of my balls, but I couldn't have been more wrong in that moment because my knot was tight and pulsing inside her again, ready to burst due to the flow. It felt like my blood was boiling in that moment.
The heat got to my head immediately, and I saw red. I felt this primal urge to pin her under me and pound her until she was so full of my cum that it'd be leaking out of her for days. But she stopped me when I tried to do that.
"I'll throw you off this ship if you don't let me ride you properly," she threatened. I wanted to tell her that her threat was nothing to me, but my words died in my throat immediately when she almost pulled my knot out of her. That was enough for me to obey her.
I let her ride me. She tortured me by moving her hips in ways I could've never thought possible. I felt like she was not only milking my knot but my soul out of my body, too. I was afraid that I'd be a dead dragon if I didn't stop her soon, but I didn't want to stop her at the same time.
In no time, I came inside her again, shooting thick and hot ribbons of my cum deep inside her. It seemed to go on forever. I saw her eyes roll back as she clenched hard around me, almost pushing my knot out due to her intense orgasm. She collapsed on top of me, our breaths racing with each other.
"Did you like that?" She asked, breathless. "I almost forgot I could do that,"
"You almost killed me," I managed to speak.
"My pleasure," She smiled devilishly, inching closer for a kiss. "I cannot wait to kill you again and again," she promised darkly, and my dragon loved that.
"You sound too enthusiastic about that," I commented, wrapping my arm around her waist and lifting my head to reach her lips.
"And you sound like you cannot wait to be killed," she laughed before taking my lips and kissing me deeply.
I let her kill me seven times that night.
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