Page 76 of Fated Obsessions

My female was already so wet for me, her nectar glistening off her lower lips. My mouth watered, my fangs tingling, and then I had my head buried in her pussy and licked her. I dragged my tongue through her center, teasing the little nub at the top until she speared her hands in my hair and gripped the base of my horns.

My shaft jerked again, my balls drawing up tight. She couldn’t possibly know how sensitive my horns were, how good it felt to have her touching me like this as I sucked and lapped at her cunt.

I started thrusting against the furs, needing some friction, some relief. Because even though I had climaxed, it was a warm-up, the starting point of therealorgasm… which I would have when I was buried deep inside her pussy.

I sucked the bead of her clit into my mouth and started rhythmic pulls, using my thumbs on either side of her pussy lips and spreading her flesh apart, mindful of my claws on her delicate flesh. She was mewling and writhing under me, lifting her hips and rolling them forward as she pushed her sweet cunt against my mouth.

There was no stopping the inhuman, animalistic sounds coming from my throat, no hiding how my body grew slightly bigger, my humanlike and dragon sides waging war with each other for supremacy on who would be the alpha at this moment.

And my Dragao was winning.

I felt Emma’s fingers tighten even more around the base of my horns and knew she was close to giving me her sweet release. Her body tensed, and I tasted even more wetness spill from her cunt to cover my chin as she cried out and came. Her orgasm was the sweetest thing to grace my tongue, and as I let go of her clit to drag my tongue down her center, I didn’t stop myself from pushing it into her clenching hole. I swallowed all her wetness, addicted to the arousal she gave me.

When she relaxed, I moved up her body, keeping one hand on her hip and sliding the other one up and under the tunic to mold around her perfectly sized breast, her little nipple hard as it pressed against the center of my palm. I kissed her harder, plunging my tongue between her lips and making her taste herself on me, mimicking the act of thrusting in and out of her mouth like I’d soon be doing between her thighs when I claimed her.

“Azar,” Emma murmured, and I leaned back, gripping the collar of the tunic and ripping the material in two. She gasped again, her breasts slightly shaking from the force, her nipples hardening even more.

My mouth watered at the sight, and I didn’t deny myself from leaning down and dragging my tongue along the tip. She shivered underneath me, her hands gripping the furs on either side of her hips as I licked her nipple over and over again before moving on to the other one. I drew the beads into my mouth, gently biting them, alternating between both breasts until I scented her pussy getting wet all over again.

I rose up, lifted a hand, and quickly bit off the tips of two claws on my fingers, and then I was right back to her chest. With one of her nipples in my mouth again, I sucked on her, drawing the blood up and right underneath the surface. I slid my palm along her waist, over her hip, and slid it between her split thighs.

I let my finger slide down the feminine slit of her cunt until I got to the little indent of her pussy hole. And then I slowly pushed in, gentle, easy… preparing her for something much,muchbigger.

She was tight, unbelievably tight, and my cock jerked in response. I moved to her other breast, wanting her liquid under me, so saturated and ready for what I’d give her that when I did finally push my cock into her pussy, she’d have so much nectar there would be a nice wet spot underneath the furs.

I fucked her pussy with one digit only, and when I felt my hand become drenched from her pleasure, I slowly added another one. As I widened them in her, I made sure to go slow, hearing her suck in a breath at the intrusion and size. My fingers were huge compared to the males of her species, my cock even bigger still. Her body was strung taut underneath mine, and I knew there was discomfort. How could there not be when she was untouched? But I was slow and gentle, my movements easy.

But her moans told me that her pleasure was starting to outweigh the pain, the wetness continuously covering my fingers and sliding down my hand confirming it.

And when she came for me again, her body seizing, her back arching, and her nipples becoming a deeper shade of red, any kind of civility completely fucking left me.

I pulled my fingers from her clenching cunt, rose up so I was on my knees between her legs, and lifted my hand so she could watch as I licked her wetness from the digits. I groaned at her flavor. My mate tasted so fucking good that my eyes nearly rolled back in my head. I almost fucking came from her flavor alone.

I needed to take the edge off or I’d orgasm as soon as I plunged into her tight heat. “Watch me,” I demanded as I gripped my cock, squeezing the length tightly, which pulled a grunt from me. I started stroking myself as I stared at her spread pussy, her lips pink and swollen, her clit swollen from my ministrations. I could see her cream glistening under the firelight before sliding down the perfect crease of her ass.

It wouldn’t take me long to get off, but this was just the beginning of claiming my Emma.

I felt my balls tighten up as my orgasm rushed forward. I aimed the tip of my cock at her pussy and came all over her, getting her extra wet, extra lubed for when I fucked her.

“Touch your breasts, pull at your nipples,” I gritted out, my voice barely audible. But she obeyed so nicely, curling her little hands around the mounds, rolling her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers. I came a little bit more, thick jets of cum spraying her cunt, her inner thighs, even her lower abdomen.

I loved seeing my brand on her. Loved knowing she smelled just like me.

“I can’t wait any longer.” The words were grated as they came from me, meant for just my ears, but now they were out in the open, and I was glad. Emma needed to see who and what I actually was. A beast intent on claiming my prize.

I didn’t want to scare her with my intensity, but when she spread her thighs even wider, gave me a little moan, I knew she was ready.

My gaze went up to her neck, my body heating even further, my cock still rock-hard. I positioned the tip at her entrance, one hand on the furs beside her small body, the other keeping a hold of my shaft as I pushed just the head in. I watched as her flesh yielded and stretched around the bulbous tip. I snapped my gaze up to her face, gauging her reaction, her discomfort and pleasure. Ineededthis to be good for her.

I pushed in another inch, and her eyes widened, a small sound of shock and pain leaving her. “You’re so big, Azar. It’s almost too big.”

I closed my eyes and groaned. “You were made for me and me for you.” But I stilled to give her time in case she wasn’t fully ready.

“Azar,” she whispered, and I forced my eyes open to see her shaking her head, her hands sliding up my biceps and curling along my shoulders. “Don’t stop. I’m okay.”

I exhaled and wanted to argue, to tell her I would wait an eternity for her to be ready, but she shook her head again.

“I’m okay. I want this.I want you.”