He didn’t get to finish the sentence.
Hele’s hand was on his cock instantly, almost as fast as her damn lightning. Vael jumped, nerves firing, and tossed back his head with a small shout when she gave it a firm squeeze.
“I want to know this,” she told him, using that familiar stubborn tone that both delighted and vexed him. The heat of her core kissed the head of his cock as she levered herself up and notched him at her entrance once more.
“Slow, Hele. Slow,” he choked out. To steady himself, he grasped her waist, but his hands shook too badly to truly help.
And then she sank down.
They let out simultaneous exclamations. Vael’s was a bark of disbelief, of pleasure so acute it blotted out everything else, and Hele’s was one of surprise. It was more of a yelp, really.
Her hands slapped down on his chest as she held herself perfectly still, his cock only a quarter of the way in. She sucked in huge lungfuls of air as she struggled to take him. Desperate to help her and himself, Vael managed to wheeze out, “Easy. Easy. Just— just hold yourself there for a moment. Breathe through it. Then slowly drop down.”
Blunt nails bit into his pecs. Cracking open his eyes, Vael found his mate staring at him with a look of such ferocious determination, it made the hair on the back of his neck rise.
“I do not like slow,” she hissed, bracing herself.
“Hele,no—”
She dropped her weight down. His cock slid home in one quick, glorious glide.
Vael had sex with relative frequency before he met Hele. Was he the most popular dragon around? No, but they were lusty creatures on the whole, so he could find a partner when the need struck him. Heknewwhat sex was — good and bad.
No experience could have possibly prepared him for Hele.
Her cunt was as hot as a brand, tight enough to border on uncomfortable, andbuzzedwith a subtle electricity that only the hyper-sensitive nerves of his cock could detect.
“Fuck!”Vael’s back arched. His wings, spread out beneath him, shot out to span the entire width of the nest. Pillows and blankets scattered. All his tendons were pulled taut and every muscle shook with the sudden strain of keeping his orgasm at bay.
His heart jackknifed in his chest.I’m going to die. She’s going to kill me. Gods, I am so fucking lucky.
He somehow managed to lift his head. “Hele,” he gasped. “Hele, are you all right?”
She took a moment to answer, but when she did, her voice was strong, if not necessarilypleased.“Yes. Tell me— tell me what to do now. Explain.”
“Of course,t?ht.Just give me a minute. It feels like you’re squeezing me with a fucking fist and electrocuting me at the same time.”
He felt her tense. A wavering note of uncertainty accompanied a flex of her fingers on his chest. “Is that bad? Did I do it wrong?”
“Aw, fuck, no. No.” Vael tried to findwords.He was shit with them on a good day, but the feeling of his mate’s cunt seemed to have completely scattered whatever he had left.
But even if he was a good talker, how the fuck could he describethis?There was nothing like it. There was nothing better. Any words he could have had would have done a disservice to the pleasure that ran like molten fire through his veins and the vision she made, impaled on him, hair waving around her like slow motion lightning.
Shuddering, he dared to skim his right hand down, past where his rigid tail was pressed against her like it was terrified to move, to flutter the pads of his fingers around where they were joined. He let out a guttural groan of pleasure — and then another one when Hele responded by clenching around him.
“You’re perfect,” he gasped out, greedily tracing the seam where her flesh wrapped around his again and again. “So fucking perfect. I promise. Just—T?ht,there isn’t a science to this. Move when you feel comfortable. Find what feels good. IpromiseI’ll love whatever you do.”
She put more pressure on his chest as Hele leaned forward to stare down at him, her eyes bright and her cheeks flushed. “Can I make you come like this?”
Vael’s hips jerked involuntarily. “Gods,yes.”
“Good. I want to see it.”
Hele sat back on her knees again and, gods help him, started tomove.
Like their time in the pool, she started out a little clumsy, her rhythm stuttering, before she eventually found a pace and a position that suited her. Vael could only hold on for dear life as she rode him hard. Eventually their fingers intertwined, and Hele began to use her grip for leverage.
Wet sounds of flesh meeting flesh filled the nest, and although he was determined to hold out, to let her use him until she had what she needed, Vael couldn’t be entirely passive. His hips rolled up to meet her and his tail strummed her clitoris, stroking back and forth, back and forth, until she began to stiffen again.
