“I was wondering when you’d finally ask,” he said, flashing a mischievous grin. Then he released my cock, snaking down to my wet hole instead. I sucked in a breath as he teased the tight ring of muscle with his fingertip.
I felt dizzy with pleasure. The sensation was so different, but it feltgood.I relaxed my muscles, trying to keep away the tension as my body reacted to the intrusion. I breathed slowly and stayed calm.
“Good, Rorik,” Saffron purred.
He inched his finger deeper, slow and gentle. I was so slick that Saffron barely met any friction, and my body quickly got used to the feeling. Sensing this, Saffron pushed deeper until he was up to his knuckle. He grinned and curled his fingertip, making me gasp. A bolt of pleasure erupted along my nerves.
“F-fuck,” I murmured.
Saffron beamed, continuing to finger-fuck me like it was nothing. “Oh, you’re so cute when you feel good,” he cooed.
I clenched my jaw and arched against the bed, exhaling a hiss through my teeth. My pulse skyrocketed. My skin felt hypersensitive.
Saffron sneaked his free hand to my now-throbbing cock. He teased it lazily while his finger plunged in and out of me. Once I was used to it, he slipped in a second one with ease. He parted his index and middle finger inside me, stretching out my channel.
Sweat dripped down my temple. My body burned up. The frigid air conditioning was no match for Saffron’s hot-as-fuck foreplay.
“I can’t take it anymore,” I complained. My voice was husky from lust. “Please, Saffron…”
His draconic eyes flashed. In a swift motion, he withdrew his fingers and readjusted his position. I could see his erection from where I lay. My heart thudded faster when I imagined it thrusting into me.
Saffron aligned himself with my dripping hole. I felt wanton with desire. All I cared about was getting my ass filled. It didn’t even matter that I’d thrown away all my pride as a polar bear warrior. I had a different kind of pride now—the dignity and pleasure of being an alpha dragon’s bear.
“You’re ready for me,” Saffron stated, grinning down at my willing and eager body. “You want me so bad.”
I groaned. “Yeah, I fucking do. Are you going to keep teasing me about it?”
He chuckled. “Nope. Here I come.”
His cock breached my entrance. I groaned as pleasure seeped out through my lower half, making my skin tighten and tingle. My fingers clutched the cool blanket beneath me.
“Fuck, you’re so hot inside,” Saffron hissed. He grabbed my thick thighs, bracing himself against them as he thrusted slowly deeper. I resisted the urge to clench down or tense my muscles; instead I focused on breathing and trusted Saffron to take the lead. I trusted his judgment.
Saffron took it slow at first. Digging his fingers into my fat thighs, he bucked his hips, filling my depths with his cock. Groans of pleasure spilled from my lips. My body felt limp, but with my scraps of energy, I pushed myself deeper onto Saffron’s erection. I felt desperate for it.
He let out a breathy laugh. “You greedy bear.”
“Fuck off,” I grumbled.
He laughed again. “Nah, I don’t think I will. The only one getting fucked here is you.” He rocked his hips, shooting a bolt of pleasure down my spine. “Right?”
Starry pinpricks sparkled in my vision. The world seemed to sway in the best way possible.
“Uh huh,” I mumbled, happily dazed.
Saffron bucked his hips deeper. His cock slammed into me, making my mouth wrench open in a silent gasp. My pulse surged, skipping beats. Every push of velvety friction sent my head spinning. I felt myself careening towards an eruption.
As Saffron fucked me, his hands slipped from my thighs to my belly. He growled possessively as he ran his palms over my fat, caressing my curves and thumbing the hairy trail beneath my navel.
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” Saffron growled, his dragon’s voice coming through. “And you’re all mine.”
My heart skipped like a pebble tossed across ice. Hearing those words from a dragon felt better than I could’ve ever imagined.
As Saffron’s rhythm sped up, his forehead beaded with sweat. The motion of his hips became erratic, frantic with peaking desire. The air filled with our rapid panting, the scent of our combined arousal, and the light thud of the bed which rocked with every thrust. I felt like I was losing my mind—and if it feltthisgood, thenI didn’t want it back.
Saffron groaned. “Rorik…”
He sounded as close to the edge as I felt. I wanted him to finish inside. I wanted that pregnancy he promised.
