The Last Dragon's Heir (45) Steamy Pancakes
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Egan
I couldn’t contain myself any longer. I had to consume, devour, possess. Ravish her like flames eating on everything.
I leaned her upper body on the table in a single movement, picking up my tempo. I withdrew my member from her, just to re-enter her in a smooth pump filling her to the brink.
“Egan,” she whimpered softly, bucking her hips towards me.
I leaned over her and cupped both her breasts, massaging them, pulling and twisting her red n*****s.
“Little Ruby, tell me if it is too much,” I muttered and she nodded, arching her back towards me and pressing her soft globes against my face.
She replied by wrapping her legs tightly around me, pulling me further into her. I leaned over her completely, my mouth was eager to taste her n*****s, I swirled my tongue around her pebbled bud, without stopping my long thrusts.
I could feel her walls clench around me. She trailed her hands on my back slowly until she found my shoulders and grabbed onto them tightly, as my pounding grew faster.
Her breath was heaving, as I sucked her nippl.e into my mouth again. I stead her shuddering little body by digging my fingers on her hip. My other hand reached down, I opened her engorged folds for me, and I rubbed her clit vigorously, trying to unleash her pleasure.
I felt my ball sack tightening against my body, I knew that I couldn’t last much longer, which was rather atypical for me. But again, I’ve never felt this way for anyone, with anyone before.
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Alma
A couple of gasps left my lips, it was too hot, too good to breathe normally. My body was all flared-up desire, and I could feel my muscles clenching around his thing, not wanting to let him go. My body wanted him deep inside of me, even though the pleasure and the pressure were so much that they almost ached. I felt as if I could combust in little sparkles of fire.
Without stopping his rhythmic thrusts, Egan ran his fingers through the curve of my waist, his touch brazing, and firm, awaking goosebumps in its trail. I could almost feel my skin burn under his fingers. Burn so good!
He tilted his head up from my chest and looked at me. His eyes had a gleam of gold, maybe Cyrus was saying hi.
He licke.d my lips slowly, but I sucked his tongue into my mouth, holding tightly onto his back. I wanted to say hi too.
He bit my bottom lip before his mouth went up and he grazed his teeth on my earlobe teasingly, before licking my ear and making tingles of joy dance in my veins. I was almost jumping, but he had me overpowered, possessed, as he kept me in place by holding my hip and sliding his big, hot thing into me fast, powerfully.
He was dangerous, he would soon make me melt, explode, roll my eyes inside my head. But I wanted more.
“Egan… please,” I gasped, tangling my fingers in his golden-brown hair and arching my back, pressing my boobs towards him.
Every time I felt his teeth on them, it sent a jolt of fire directly into my girly parts. My love-tunnel was pulsing like a second heart and it was about to have a heart attack as he continued to slide in and out of me deliciously.
His fingers rolling my clit almost made me lose it! I tried to buckle my hips towards him, move, but once again he kept me in place, as he devoured me.
I was helpless now! I was dragon’s food and … I loved it!
His pumps got even faster and deeper, and I started to whimper, scream, moan, tremble senseless.
It was so much pleasure that it bordered pain. The desperation of burning for more, the desperation of feeling my soul barely attached to my body, wanting to dissolve itself in the infinite abysm of ecstasy. Wanting to intertwine itself with his soul.
Craving in pleasure, agony, and love to be one forevermore.
“Egan, Egan...I...Egan,” I sang his name in gasps and whimpers as I collapsed in pleasure, closing my eyes.
I wanted to say everything, how I felt. Because I felt so much! But at that moment, my brain knew no words… only his name.
My lady walls were clutching around him, grabbing him, and soon his precise and perfect thrusts grow sloppier, as he lost himself too.
“Alma,” he grunted, after tilting his head up, looking intently into my eyes for a moment. He sank his mouth in mine, as I felt him pulsing his hot seed inside me.
I was still lost in my orgasmic haze for a few minutes. But at the same time I was so happy, I… I loved him.
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