The Dragon King's Obsession

TWELVE

The fire in his eyes made them burn a brighter gold. My body reacted to the look, liquid heat pooled in my gut, sending a slice of desire through me.

He leaned down to place a kiss on my lips and I closed my eyes, anticipating the rush of blood to my head from those plump lips on mine. My breath seized when they pressed against mine. I moaned out, a low and drawn out sound. Desire became my blood and it pumped fast and hard when he pushed his tongue into my mouth, drawing a cat-like sound from me.

My breathing turned unstable. There was not enough oxygen going to my brain and it made me dizzy and elated at the same time. I did not want to pull away. I wanted the heat of his mouth to take my breath. A little light-headedness was nothing compared to the euphoria of his lashing tongue.

I had never been consumed this way such that a simple kiss left me without air and filled me with so much desire I felt I would combust. Never had a kiss gotten me so needy to the point that I wanted nothing more than to be held down and ravished.

He pulled away from me, a breathing space. I chased his lips, eager for more. Eager to be devoured. I never wanted the feeling to end.

“Breathe.” He commanded in a thick voice. What did that mean? What did it mean to breathe when I was drowning in a pool of desire. It choked me, muddled my brain and put only one thing on my mind.

I pushed my back off the bed, chasing the sweetness of his lips. He quivered against me as I pulled him back in, lips parting to welcome him in. My arms slid across the wide expanse of his back, rubbing across the hot skin, feeling the hard ridge of his body, perfect and strong. His back was rough, like the skin of his dragon. He grunted as I held him closer, the sound getting lost in my open mouth.

He muttered strange-sounding words, low and aggressive as he continued to thrust his tongue. My body screamed, yes! As I was reduced to a moaning mess, blubbering and hot all over.

I writhed beneath him rubbing my lower body against his. I felt the strain of his member pressing against my stomach, hot and hard and thrilling. I moved, almost banging my head against the headboard, aligning his lower half with mine, rubbing my s*x against the clothed, hard length of his. White-hot pleasure erupted in me, painting stars before my eyes as I dripped.

He stilled, looking at me with slackened jaws, breathing heavily through his mouth. I knew he wanted me and as much as I tried to hide it from both of us, he knew I wanted him too so there was no need to look so surprised!

I arched my back, lifting my hips off the bed and pressing through the thin breath of space between our crotches, rubbing myself against him. His hips slammed down, caging me to the bed and then he rolled them, with exaggerated slowness, he moved his hips and the intensity overwhelmed me. I clutched at his back, dragging my nails against him, screaming out his name.

My eyes fluttered shut as his lips left mine, trailing to my jaw and burying his face in my chest, hips still moving, hot and burning. Then I cried out. I cried out loudly as his teeth sank into the flesh between my breast and I cried louder when he sucked. It was impossible to think straight as waves and waves of desire washed away my senses making me blank such that I knew nothing but the feel of his hands squeezing my breasts and his head in my chest. He knelt on either side of me, legs caging me as his tongue trailed lower, leaving bite marks on a straight line from my chest to my belly button.

I buried my hands in the silken locks of his long black hair, damp with sweat as I gripped them. He moved back up, coating my hot skin with cool saliva as he licked up to my left breast. His tongue encircled the bud and I shivered, jerking up and unintentionally pushing my breast into his open mouth.

My core burned, my stomach tightened, clenching hard. His hips stilled their movement and I cried out. I was so close. Dangerously close to the edge and I wanted to let go. I tried to rise off the bed but his hands held my hips down, preventing me from getting to the edge and tipping over.

“Please –“ I panted and he smirked. His lips pulled up at the side as he gazed down with heat in his eyes. The look almost sent me over the edge.

“Please what?” Teeth stretched the skin of my breast as pulled up, rough voice growling, thick with desire. The desire that he was denying us.

“Please do – that. I have – I have to get off. Please, Kreon, let me come.”

“Why?”

I spluttered, eyes widening and breath seizing. “W – what?”

“Why should I let you come, Kayda?” Golden eyes glinted with the pain of holding off and something malicious.

“Oh, please do not do this to me, please, not now! I need – I need to, please!” I exclaimed.

“Very well.” He groaned with a strain in his thick voice.

My legs trembled as he pulled them apart and my heart raced with excitement and want and need. Desire tightening my guts further. The evidence of how excited I was dripped down my legs, coating the bed beneath me with my body’s slickness. I was ready. So ready and there was no need to check but he pushed in a finger, gauging my reaction with hungry eyes. In and out, his fingers screwed until I was close to the edge again. He pulled out, slick with my moisture.

I purred when he reached for his pants. Double splotches wet two spots on the front, from my rubbing up against him and his reaction. He worked off his pants in a frenzy and freed his shaft.

If his knees were not keeping my legs apart, I would have closed them, suddenly terrified. There was no way for that monster to fit inside me.

“I’m going to claim you, Kayda, own you like you deserve to be owned and you will love every second of it.” He hissed in my ear. He aligned his shaft at my entrance. Pressing in a little, the head barely pushed in but I was back on the edge. A small movement and I would explode.

“You will belong to me after this. Every inch of you. Every bit of skin I touch will be mine. There will be no escape for you after this, little dragon.“ He breathed, pulling my earlobe into his mouth.

I had no idea what he was getting at. I needed to come and I needed to badly. “Okay, please just –“ I tried to lift my hips, take a bit more of him but his nails bit into my waist, pinning me to the bed.

“Say it, Kayda.” Oh god, I was burning. It was not the time to play games!

“Oh please just –“ Again, I tried to lift my bottom half but his nails bit into my skin.

“You belong to me, little dragon,” He rasped. “I need to hear it.” He ground out. He moved a little and I let out a wretched cry as I felt the head of his erection slip out.

“Please, yes, I belong to you, Kreon – yes! I’m yours just please –“ I sobbed, feeling my body weep with need.

“Wake up,” He purred in my ear.

“What?” I frowned, something was brushing against my eyebrows.

“Stop doing that! Deus, wake up, Kayda!” The wretchedness of the voice yanked me into another world. My eyes snapped open and a fire burned through me, turning my skin the colour of a tomato.

His shoulder-length black hair fell in his face and he was right above me, lips parted as he breathed harshly. His eyes were familiar, burning gold. I could hear the thump of his heart as his hot breath fanned across my skin.

We were in a precarious position and it was so similar to the one I just got out of that I could not fight my cheeks from growing redder. To make things worse, I felt a slickness moisten my s*x, bare, save for my dress.

“What were you dreaming about?” He rasped but his eyes told me he already knew. There was no way his heightened senses did not perceive the musk of my arousal. There was no way to mistake what the trembling of my limbs meant. I wanted to clench my legs but he knelt between them. I heated further.

“N –nothing.” My voice cracked.

“It did not sound like nothing, Kayda.” He said. His voice was no different from the dream, thick and husky.

I had never been this embarrassed in my life. Dreaming of the person beside me doing dirty things to my body. My v****a still throbbed, clenching and unclenching as if his fingers were really in me.

“Leave me alone,” I answered like a petulant child, mortified.

Oh goodness, what had the beast done to me? How was it that he could affect me so, following me to my dream and rooting out desires that were better left unexplored? And it had felt so real even! Had I really begged him to take me? Given myself to him in such a savage manner? My s*x clenched again.

“Leave you alone? You were not dreaming of me leaving you alone, Kayda? Moaning and groaning like that? Saying things like –” He leaned forward, pressing his lips to my ear. “I belong to you, Kreon,” He growled in my ear and my heart stopped.

No. No! Oh my god! I had said it out loud! I had said it out loud! Moaned his name and offered myself to him in my sleep while he hovered above me, watching.

“I do not belong to you, you delusional bastard! Leave me a – oh.” My protest ended on my lips as he cupped me. He had taken my underwear to god knows where the previous day and now, there was no way he could not feel the evidence of my arousal.

“Did you dream of me touching you here?” He purred in my ear, his breath starting a fire in my core. “Was this what you were begging for, Kayda?” His finger slipped in. It was just like in the dream, hot and tingling, but ten times better. My eyes rolled back in my head as blood rushed to my brain.

“P – please.”

“Please what, little dragon? Do you have to get off?” He taunted wickedly. I nodded without saying a word, squeezing my eyes when his finger stilled its movement. I let out a whimper as he pulled out the finger. He held it up before my face, moisture running down the finger to his palm.

“What are you doing?” I asked in distress.

“This is what I do to you, little dragon.” I choked when he put the finger in his mouth. I closed my eyes, too embarrassed to look upon such a lewd gesture. I cried out as he rolled off me, watching him stand to stare down at me.

What in the name of – where was he going? For once, I managed to shut off my brain, take what I desired with a heart stopping, nerve wracking desperation and he chose to leave me now? Unsatisfied and wanting!?

“Where are you going?” I did not mean to shout but I was too confused not to.

“You have denied me for too long, Kayda. I shall not take you till you beg.”