Wrenching my eyes shut, I work myself onto him. My core expands to try and accommodate his size. When I finally get his tip into me, tears are trailing down my cheeks. I stop, allowing my body to adjust.
“Keep going, human,” he orders with a gravelly voice. “Prove your point, or I will throw you back beneath me.”
Heat surges somewhere inside me at his words. “You wouldn’t dare,” I gasp, nearly dumbfounded by the sensations.I can do this.I release the dagger and take his girth with both of my hands and work my body over him.
Hurts.Noises escape. It hurts, but it’s perfect. I always knew losing my innocence was going to be hard, but this…This is hard and delicious.Zaeyr’s hands leave my waist to cup my buttcheeks as I begin moving up and down—a little at a time, slowly moving onto his huge girth—adjusting more with each second.
I’m spread wide, stretched. But then I reach my barrier and pinpricks of pain seize me.
I stop.
Forcing my gaze to his, it’s wild and ferocious and dangerously heated. A flash of his dragon form surges to my thoughts. My small human form, taking his lumbering dragon’s prick, which—in my vision—is nearly as big as I am.
His hands knead my cheeks, bringing me back. Yet it still feels like I’m taking his dragon’s body into me.Too much, too large…
“Well?” he taunts. “Do you give up?”
“I’m…” I gasp again, shuddering. “I’m at my breaking point.”
Something rough caresses my back, and I see his tail move beside me. My eyes widen for a stunned moment.
“Excuses,” he accuses, his nails biting into the flesh of my behind.
Shaking my head, I whimper, “Any more and my innocence will tear.”
His eyes narrow. “Tear?”
Searching for relief, I move a little up and down his tip, wincing. “I’ve never been breached before… I’ll tear the first time it happens. I may be a huntress, I may be prepared,” my voice is breathy. “But you’re—you may be too big. I can’t.” I hate the failure in my voice.
I’m barely aware of his body stiffening beneath me while blinking back the tears on my lashes.
And then, when I start to rise, he thrusts his hips up into me, forcing me to take all of him—breaking me. I cry out and drive upward—sparks shoot across my vision—but he clamps my hips with his hands and traps me on to him.
Oh, waters!My head fills with curses.
Pain and pleasure flood my body.
“Now you have been penetrated, human, by me. And only me.”
11
Mating a Human
Strangling tight,gloriously hot and deep, I force myself inside my human disregarding her misgivings.
“You will take me now. You will take me until you are seeded,” I warn. “The mating heat will not end otherwise, and it will only grow worse.”
Aida does not respond.
“The smallest femdragon accepts males twice her size.”
She falls against my chest, hands curled into fists, eyes tightly shut. She shakes deliciously. Supple, enchanting. She tries to move off me again and again, but I keep her mounted, knowing it will ease.I will work her until she eases,I snarl inwardly.
She rubs her slick brow upon my chest. Sitting up, I wrap one of my arms around her and seek her softness, the scent of her flowery sweat.
“It hurts,” she whimpers.
“Shhh. Take it, take me.”
