Mac’s breath puffs against my lips as he laughs.
“I don’t want to break your heart, Drax,” he says, his hips twitching involuntarily to drag his aching cock against mine. His eyes flicker to dragon slits briefly, and he gasps, biting his lip as he grinds against me again.
“I’m an ancient demon. You think my heart is that fragile?” I untuck my arms from behind my head and drag a claw gently down the curve of his back, delighting in the shiver I draw from him. “Let me show you what a good mate I can be.”
He trembles again and I hold my breath, waiting for his answer. Truly, I think the only way my dragon could break my heart is if he decides to turn his back on fate altogether without giving us a chance.
He lets out a breath and his weight sags against me a little more, like he’s given up holding himself back.
“Okay,” he murmurs. “Show me what it’s like to have a demon for a mate.”
MAC
Like my wordshave given it permission, our bond opens like a floodgate. I didn’t realize it was narrow before, but I can feel the difference now. Drax’s emotions feel even more intense as they pour into my chest, full of warmth and desire and lust so desperate it makes it hard to breathe.
“Fuck,” I groan, grinding my cock against his, reveling in the massive girth and solid weight of it as our shafts drag together with every roll of my hips and my cockhead nudges his.
I dig my fingers into the soft moss on either side of his head and finally let myself sink into the kiss I’ve been craving for days. His lips are hot and demanding when they meet mine. We’ve only kissed a handful of times, but the taste of his mouth reminds me of home in a way I can’t quite explain. His limber tongue snakes around mine, and with a wicked grin against his lips, I shift mine to its more dexterous dragon form. He groans with delight, digging his clawed fingers into my ass cheeks as our tongues dance and tangle together.
Precum pours from me in thick spurts, coating his cock and both our bellies. Patches of my skin ripple with dragon scales, and every time he brushes against them it makes me quake and moan. Remembering how sensitive his horns were, I pull my fingers out of the dirt and wrap both hands around them. Drax roars around my tongue and arches off the ground, drenching my cock with a spurt of his own precum.
My throat burns with the flames rising up from my gut. We might be bonded the demon way, but my dragon is eager to give him our fire, to bind us the dragon way too. It’s too soon though. I’m done fighting this, I’m ready to see if we’re actually compatible as mates, but I won’t give him my fire until I’m absolutely sure.
I untangle my tongue from his before my dragon can do something stupid and override my better judgment. Drax doesn’t seem to mind though, kissing and licking down the column of my throat instead, moaning at the taste of my skin and scales under his lips and tongue.
“Fuck me, Mac. Or let me fuck you. I’m not picky,” he begs, nipping at my flesh with the heat of hell, tearing deliciously at my throat, only for it to heal almost instantly.
“I have a knot now.” I smirk. “Want to try it out?”
Drax groans and nods. “Please, mate, knot me.”
My cock twitches eagerly against his, the base already throbbing with the promise of being locked in the tight heat of his ass, pumping my cum deep inside him and trapping it there.
I slither down his body slowly, flicking my tongue over patches of his leathery pink demon skin. He tastes the same way it feels to step inside my hoard—indulgent and dreamy and addictive. My dragon purrs at the thought of taking him back there, draping his body in shiny jewels and precious metals, placing demon pendants around his neck, and filling my mouth with his cock while he reads me passages from the demon books I’ve collected over the years.
I reach Drax’s cock and wrap my tongue around it, not quite as adeptly as he managed with his forked one around mine, but tight and wet enough to make him growl my name and tangle his fingers in my hair. His body bows again, and he spreads his thighs wider, welcoming me to settle between his legs, to live here if I want to. It’s not a bad home.
I release his cock and nuzzle my nose into the crease of his thigh where his scent is the most potent. Everything inside me swells with a sense of peace as I fill my lungs. His heavy balls twitch against my cheek and his thighs tremble on either side of me.
“Roll over,” I command, teasing his sac with the tip of my tongue just to hear him whimper.
Drax scrambles to obey, rolling onto his belly so his glorious, biteable ass is on full display. His tail flicks back and forth, eagerly but slowly, like a cat stalking prey. I wrap my hand around the base and slowly stroke it, the same way I would with his cock. He moans again, his hips jerking.
“I want to learn all the ways to drive you out of your mind, Drax,” I murmur, settling myself between his legs again and cupping his ass cheeks in both hands.
“All you have to do is touch me,” he rasps, arching his back and pressing into my grasp.
I knead his ass cheeks, tugging them apart so I can see his tight hole. My mouth waters and my cock jerks impatiently against my thigh. I unfurl my dragon tongue again and lap at the crease between his cheeks, licking slowly over his taint and up to the pucker of his rim. Drax whines and thrusts towards me. I tease around his entrance with slow licks until he gasps my name, then I wiggle the tip of my tongue against his hole until it softens and opens for me.
“Oh fuck,” he groans as I lick him deep, flicking the nub of his prostate and corkscrewing my tongue against the quiver of his inner muscles.
“Please, Mac,” he pants, jerking his hips to grind himself onto my tongue with short, desperate thrusts. “I need your cock inside me.”
I wrap my hand around the head of my cock, gathering the generous slick of precum pouring from my slit in my palm and using it to coat my length. I flick Drax’s prostate with my tongue again, just for the pleasure of hearing him whimper. My own hole twitches and clenches with the echo of his pleasure, and my cock throbs impatiently.
He curses when I ease my tongue out of him. I position myself behind him, and his tail wraps around the base of my cock to steady it as I line myself up with his wet, twitching hole.
“Ready for me?” I ask, kissing along the width of his shoulders.
