Groaning, I kept fucking her as I sucked her nipple into my mouth, tugging until it peaked against my tongue, until her moans stuttered into desperate pleas.
“Dragon!”
Hearing my name like that—half prayer, half surrender—sent a jolt of pleasure straight to my cock.
I groaned against her breast.
The vibration rumbled into her body as I latched on her nipple harder, biting just enough to blur the line between pain and pleasure.
Her pussy clenched tighter, rippling around me as if her body were trying to pull me deeper.
My cock throbbed in answer, veins swollen, every nerve alive and sparking.
I could feel every sensual ridge of her pussy, every flutter of her inner muscles, every slick contraction around the piercing at my tip.
It was too much.
It was heaven.
It was hell.
I pulled back a few inches, just to slam back into her harder, grinding my hips so deep my balls crushed against her skin. The impact made us both gasp.
The pressure was insane—like my cock wasn’t just inside her, but inside the very core of her being.
“Dragon,” she moaned, voice shaking.
“Say it louder.”
“Dragon!”
“Good girl. That’s my perfect little Tiger.” My teeth scraped across her other nipple, tugging until she bucked against me. “Who owns this pussy?”
“You! Dragon! Oh—” Her scream broke into another moan as I thrust again, deeper, faster, my hips snapping now with a rhythm that left no mercy.
My balls slapped against her ass with each stroke, the sound wet, obscene, perfect. They ached, but the ache only made thepleasure sharper, hotter, like I was carrying the weight of every orgasm we’d ever share between them.
Oh. God. She’s going to be my wife soon.
I gripped her wrists tighter above her head, pinning her even more, forcing her to surrender completely.
She writhed beneath me, but I gave her no escape—only the endless stretch of my cock filling her again and again until her moans turned ragged.
Her walls began to spasm harder, squeezing my cock in waves that stole my breath.
Fuck, she was close.
I could feel it in every twitch, every desperate cry, every shiver that raced through her body.
“Yes,” I growled, dragging my mouth back up to hers. “Come for me, Tiger. Soak my cock. Milk me until I have nothing left.”
Her thighs clamped around my hips, her nails raked down my back, and then she broke—her whole body arching, convulsing, trembling in ecstasy as her pussy clenched so hard around me I nearly lost it too.
“Oh my God, Kenji. . .I love you. . .”
The words slammed into me harder than any orgasm could.
My chest seized.
