Istand under the waterfall shower in my quarters, rinsing my hair. Dante was a complete gentleman, despite the chaos surrounding us, drawing the children who had filled the aquium, much to the consternation of their warrior babysitters, away to the other side of the pool while he got my swimsuit and returned it to me, whilst using the warriors to distract the little ones.
Yep, pure chaos. Why would it be anything else?
And what I shared with Dante…I’m not sure my lady parts are ever going to be the same again. I’m not sore, but I absolutely know I’ve done something.
“Little mate?” A pair of huge hands slide through my hair.
Oh, and I seem to have a Sarkarnii-shaped shadow. Even in the shower.
“Dante.” I turn to face him, or his huge chest, tilting my head up from his huge erect cock to look in his face. “I did say I wouldn’t be long.”
“I know, but you are unclothed and who knows…” His eyes dart from side to side. “There may be danger here.”
“In the shower?”
“Yes.”
“On your ship? Which is surrounded by other Sarkarnii ships, warlords, and warriors?”
“Yes. There has been danger before, and who knows, there may be again.” Dante grinds his hips against me.
I think the only danger here is my risk of being impaled (again) by a horny Sarkarnii warlord. Not that I’m complaining. Dante made my body sing like I’ve never experienced. Being hooked by him was an intense pleasure, which I’m not sure if either of us were expecting. The look on Dante’s face is not one I’ll forget in a hurry, nor the sight of my stomach swollen out slightly with hisseed.
None of this is what I expected. Dante is not what I expected. My feelings for him are not what I expected. Dante might be mayhem personified, but he has the biggest heart I think I’ve ever come across. He might be growly, he might be feral, he might have absolutely no fear whatsoever, but he is willing to try anything, including the few things I’ve suggested, and it has been a breath of fresh air.
I’ve been used to being ignored, both in a healthcare setting and later by all the bros who thought they knew better when I started out on my coding odyssey. But Dante, a great Sarkarnii warlord, is willing to listen.
And not just to me. I’ve seen him listen to his crew and his second in command, a rather terrified looking male called Dart.
“And you’re going to keep me from the danger through mating, are you?” I query, grasping his cock in my hand, only just able to wrap my hand around it.
Dante groans my name, the sound reverberating around the shower as his hips fire towards me, shoving his cock further into my grip.
I run my hand down it and back again, feeling the morph of the broad head as it creates the hook which somehow, and in away which wasn’t painful, hooked into my cervix and filled my womb.
One hundred percent, I am going to get pregnant by Dante. It’s absolutely guaranteed. The thought causes my stomach to dip and heat to flow through my body.
Dante puts his hands on either side of the shower, his claws digging into the metal which shimmers like his scales. His tail lashes as I continue to stroke him, caressing his balls and delighting in having this huge, huge dragon completely and utterly in my control.
“Is that good, Dante? Do you like me touching your cock?” I croon.
“Little flame…cock…me…”
Whatever else he was going to say is cut short as he explodes in my grip, pearly cum fountaining everywhere as he moans, legs sagging. His wings, suddenly shifted, almost fill the cubicle, bracing him against it.
Something tells me this has been yet another new experience for my big bad Sarkarnii warlord.
“Rosalie.” My name comes out framed with a deep purr.
Before I have a chance to do anything, I’m scooped up into his arms and carried, dripping, into the main living area, where he takes me down into the depression in the center.
“Dante! I’m all wet.”
“Good,” he rumbles. “Then I can make sure you dry before I mate you again.”
His tongue laps over my shoulder, and purring wildly, he continues to slowly work down over me, paying particular attention to certain areas as my eyelids start to close.
I shouldn’t be so happy.
