Dragon Fire & Wolf Blood

Chapter 4

She was so comfortable with me. I was worried, as dragons have never been known to be friendly beings. Her beauty was like nothing else in the world. Flowers shied away from her. No wizard, warlock, or witch alike would ever be able to match or replicate her beauty. Ember’s scent was unlike anything else in the world. Sugar cookies, pies, and grand feasts wouldn’t be able to compete with her. Her body was absolute perfection.

She laid there before me, made just for my hands, my eyes, and my body. My soul called out to her as I moved towards her. Her excitement was evident in her eyes. Looking up and down as my body moved. I thought I would be nervous, but I have never felt more confident. Her body sang with hunger.

Before me, her core laid open, her juices dripping from her wet core. Inhaling deeply, I took her scent into memory. She was here laid before me, begging for me to ravage her body. For just a moment, uneasiness flipped in my stomach. I am inexperienced with her. I could tell she was not pure, but that made things a little easier for me.

My large strong hands wrapped around her legs as I settled on the floor and brought my face to her core. Kissing the inside of her thighs, moving inward. Hearing her whimper as I moved closer to my destination. Blowing my breath on her core, she gasped and wiggled her legs. Pushing her core towards me. Begging for attention.

Bringing her core to me, I suckled on her sweet bud. Her whimpers slowly turned to moans. Moving my tongue to her entrance where I could taste her sweet nectar. My member was standing at attention and straining for her. I couldn’t hold on any longer.

Moving up her body, I kissed and sucked. Enjoying each sound that left her body. Making it up to her luscious lips. I loved the feeling of them against my lips. Hers were warm and full. Her breathing had quickened. My member was now perfectly placed between her legs. Freely rubbing against her skin. Sliding her hands down her body, she grasped my member and placed it at her entrance. I could feel the heat radiating from her, but it did not hurt. It sent waves of electricity through my body, causing goose bumps to erupt against my skin.

Slowly sliding between her folds, her back arched in response. My eyes watched her body with intensity. Moving in and out of her at a slow pace. Her hips were grinding against my body. Her hands grabbed at the sheets. Pulling myself up, I moved faster. The feeling for her was insatiable. Feeling her fluid coat, my member was driving me wild. Her moans grew with intensity.

Her eyes shot at mine. “Harder.”

Her every command was my wish. Holding onto her broad hips, I slammed in and out of her. My own growls and moans could be heard. My eyes never left her body as I felt the tightening around my member. It brought me closer to filling her.

The sounds of our bodies slapping together accompanied our moans. It is now my favorite sound. Etching it into my memory. Her nails dug into my arms as I felt the spasm of her muscles against me. She was so close.

Pulling from her body, I flipped her onto all fours. My member cold from her absence. A remedy was quickly acquired as I slammed back into her. Folding her wings back into her body, I watched as they all but disappeared. There was a beautiful tattoo covering her back. They looked like dragon’s wings. They glistened in the light.

Her back was arched, giving me the perfect position to plunge deeper and deeper into her hot core. Slamming in and out of her, I felt a gush of fluids splash onto my member then my legs. Smiling, I moved faster and harder. Holding onto my mind as my body was threatening to release.

Ember’s hands were tightly wrapped in the sheets of the bed. Feeling her legs move as she pushed back onto my member with each thrust. My resolve was quickly disappearing.

“f**k!” I cried out in frustration and pleasure.

She was everything I had ever hoped for and more. Her body was my own heaven. Ember tightened around me again and I was a goner. The intense sensation consumed my body as I felt hot streams of my fluids fill her empty womb.

Falling over, we laid there. Slowing our breathing and waiting for the head high to diminish.

Her eyes looked at me. Mine couldn’t leave hers as they slowly stopped glowing.

“Thank you.” Her voice was still slightly breathless.

“For what?” Uncertainty filled my mind.

“I’m not ready to be marked and you didn’t try. So, thank you.” She was very matter of fact with her words.

I was glad that I didn’t push the issue, but it did worry me. Why didn’t she want to be marked yet?