lower. His next thrust spread the new flood of desire that flowed from her along his hard length, making it slide easily to the pert bead that craved his touch.
She bit her lip and trailed her hands down from her breasts, aching for more. He beat her there, his hands skimming over her thighs and dipping down. His thumbs brushed the edges of her groin and she moaned, the sound ripped from her throat before she could contain it. She could almost feel his satisfied smile as he edged closer to where she needed him. Her nub pulsed, body flexing against her will in eagerness, hungry for his touch.
His thumb brushed her and she shuddered, a wildfire burning up her blood, rushing through every inch of her. He pressed the pad of it against her, holding it there and tormenting her.
Taryn dropped her chin and growled at him, flashing her teeth.
His eyes darkened further, the hunger in them arousing her to the point of pain, and she couldn’t keep still. She lowered her hips and rocked on him, rubbing herself up and down his length, causing his thumb to shift against her and tease the aching bead.
Her breathing came quicker, falling into a rhythm with his as he swirled that thumb around her and she fell forwards, bracing herself on her palms against his bare chest. His flesh was warm beneath them, muscles hard and corded, his entire body tensed and on delicious display as she ground against him.
When she moved further forwards, causing the blunt head of his cock to brush her entrance, he bared his fangs at her and his ears flattened against the sides of his head, growing more pointed and luring her gaze to them.
She ran her hands up his chest and his neck, leaning over him, stealing her body away from his. He growled, the sound one of irritation now, frustration that she had removed herself from him. The anger dissipated the moment her fingertips brushed his ear, trailed upwards to the pointed tip, and teased it.
He groaned low in his throat, wrapped his arms around her and pressed down on her bottom, bringing her back into contact with him, in line with the wild jerks of his hips as she stroked his pointed ears.
His nails dug into her backside as she leaned closer to him, his hips lifting to keep their bodies together. She brushed her lips across his, a brief sweep that had him moaning, and then shifted her head to one side, stealing her mouth away from him and earning another reprimanding growl.
She killed that one too, transforming it into a moan as she tongued his ear, licking from the lobe up to the tip.
“Gods,” he breathed in her ear and clung to her, pinning her against him as he thrust between her legs.
She moaned and shuddered, embraced the fire burning through her whenever the head of his cock rubbed her sweet spot, ached to feel him buried deep inside her, claiming her.
She flicked the pointed tip of his ear with her tongue and he trembled, barked out a moan that had her smiling wickedly, her confidence shooting into the stratosphere. She owned him now. He was under her command. A slave to her.
Taryn squeaked as he was suddenly on top of her, his hands braced on either side of her ribs and his hips nestled between hers, his cock pressing delightfully along the length of her with the tip resting against her nub.
His wicked smile beat hers hands down.
His violet eyes dropped from hers to her lips and she silently pleaded him to take her mouth.
Take her body.
He seized her lips in another demanding kiss and she arched against him, unable to stop herself. She moaned as his tongue stroked the seam of her lips and opened to him. He thrust past her teeth and she met him, tangled with him and fought him back. He groaned and settled his weight on her, dropping to his elbows as he began to thrust, rocking between her thighs, teasing her ever higher.
He shook when she stroked his right fang with her tongue, teasing it as she had his ear.
It was sharp, reminding her of her own fangs when she was in dragon form. She
She bit her lip and trailed her hands down from her breasts, aching for more. He beat her there, his hands skimming over her thighs and dipping down. His thumbs brushed the edges of her groin and she moaned, the sound ripped from her throat before she could contain it. She could almost feel his satisfied smile as he edged closer to where she needed him. Her nub pulsed, body flexing against her will in eagerness, hungry for his touch.
His thumb brushed her and she shuddered, a wildfire burning up her blood, rushing through every inch of her. He pressed the pad of it against her, holding it there and tormenting her.
Taryn dropped her chin and growled at him, flashing her teeth.
His eyes darkened further, the hunger in them arousing her to the point of pain, and she couldn’t keep still. She lowered her hips and rocked on him, rubbing herself up and down his length, causing his thumb to shift against her and tease the aching bead.
Her breathing came quicker, falling into a rhythm with his as he swirled that thumb around her and she fell forwards, bracing herself on her palms against his bare chest. His flesh was warm beneath them, muscles hard and corded, his entire body tensed and on delicious display as she ground against him.
When she moved further forwards, causing the blunt head of his cock to brush her entrance, he bared his fangs at her and his ears flattened against the sides of his head, growing more pointed and luring her gaze to them.
She ran her hands up his chest and his neck, leaning over him, stealing her body away from his. He growled, the sound one of irritation now, frustration that she had removed herself from him. The anger dissipated the moment her fingertips brushed his ear, trailed upwards to the pointed tip, and teased it.
He groaned low in his throat, wrapped his arms around her and pressed down on her bottom, bringing her back into contact with him, in line with the wild jerks of his hips as she stroked his pointed ears.
His nails dug into her backside as she leaned closer to him, his hips lifting to keep their bodies together. She brushed her lips across his, a brief sweep that had him moaning, and then shifted her head to one side, stealing her mouth away from him and earning another reprimanding growl.
She killed that one too, transforming it into a moan as she tongued his ear, licking from the lobe up to the tip.
“Gods,” he breathed in her ear and clung to her, pinning her against him as he thrust between her legs.
She moaned and shuddered, embraced the fire burning through her whenever the head of his cock rubbed her sweet spot, ached to feel him buried deep inside her, claiming her.
She flicked the pointed tip of his ear with her tongue and he trembled, barked out a moan that had her smiling wickedly, her confidence shooting into the stratosphere. She owned him now. He was under her command. A slave to her.
Taryn squeaked as he was suddenly on top of her, his hands braced on either side of her ribs and his hips nestled between hers, his cock pressing delightfully along the length of her with the tip resting against her nub.
His wicked smile beat hers hands down.
His violet eyes dropped from hers to her lips and she silently pleaded him to take her mouth.
Take her body.
He seized her lips in another demanding kiss and she arched against him, unable to stop herself. She moaned as his tongue stroked the seam of her lips and opened to him. He thrust past her teeth and she met him, tangled with him and fought him back. He groaned and settled his weight on her, dropping to his elbows as he began to thrust, rocking between her thighs, teasing her ever higher.
He shook when she stroked his right fang with her tongue, teasing it as she had his ear.
It was sharp, reminding her of her own fangs when she was in dragon form. She
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