Delia brought the dress out, and I finally got to see it for the first time since Ilta discussed the emergency rush job with the seamstress. I had no idea how she’d done it, but she’d made magic happen.
They helped me put it on, and I couldn’t believe what I was seeing—from the tip of my crown to the pointed ears and starlit eyes to the dress…
I let my wings out for the full effect, and I heard a gasp. Calix walked in, his eyes darkened as he looked me over. I cut my eyes to Delia and Priscilla, who both smiled slyly before rushing out, Delia winking at me quickly.
Calix’s eyes took in every inch of me. The dress was admittedly gorgeous. A purple layer was underneath, and the top layers were made to mimic starlight. Sparkling silver that moved with me and made me shine like an actual star. The purple showed through more on top, where the sweetheart neckline was accented by the jewelry that cut across my chest in long multilayered strands from my shoulders, which were bare. It was an off-the-shoulder style, with long bell sleeves that shifted from purple to silver. The bodice had a corset built in, with a triangle of star opals from my neckline to the midline of the bodice, and the boning of the corset had diamonds sparkling down it, as well as across the neckline to where the sleeves sat on my shoulders.
Since the skirt had so many layers, it had a hint of purple at the top but was mostly just pure starlight. Where the two met, however, looked like starlight twinkling over the night sky, just like on the bodice. With my wings out, the silver scales shining with the purple edges and veins, I finally looked like the Star Queen everyone kept calling me.
Ethereal. Magical. Starlit.
Calix clearly agreed, growling low as he approached. I backed up to the wall, despite the thrill of arousal that rushed through me at how wild he looked right now.
“Save it for the after party, my dorchadas,” I purred, raising a brow. “I won’t let you destroy this dress. In fact, you should go get dressed yourself.”
He was still in his regular clothes, and I knew he wouldn’t get away with wearing that with Baach and Ilta in charge.
“I don’t need to destroy the dress to have you, my réalta.” He smirked, stalking toward me, a long fang exposed and making me clench my thighs together. I couldn’t stop my arousal. It was a helpless fight.
And he knew that, the bastard.
He undid his pants slowly, and I watched as that long, thick, hard cock bounced free from its confines. I licked my lips, barely noticing the rest of his clothing hitting the floor.
And then I found myself in the air, my dress pushed up, and my legs around his waist as he thrust into me. I grappled for a hold on his shoulders, my wings surging forward slightly, but Calix kept us locked in place, holding me up with my thighs spread wide around him, his cock deep inside me.
He pulled his hips back before thrusting back in hard and fast. My cunt clenched down wildly, my moans uncontrollable as I called his name.
“That's it, my réalta,” he purred, nipping my neck. “Squeeze me hard.”
I did as he instructed, unable to help myself. My claws dug into his shoulders, as his dug into my hips. His thrusts were so hard that every time he pushed in, he hit something deep inside me, making me scream. It felt so good, and I couldn’t stop myself from mumbling it over and over.
His own wings ripped free, and suddenly we were unmoored, completely in the air with the wall and floor nowhere to be found. I was very grateful for the high arched ceiling in my room, giving us enough room to not hit our heads.
He used the freedom to contort me, my back arching backward, putting me nearly upside down, with my hips high in the air to meet his thrusts. The angle felt incredible as his cock filled me up deep.
“There you go,” he rumbled. “I know how much you desire control, but you know as well as I do you don’t want it here.”
I moaned in disagreement, knowing it was the truth, but not willing to admit it.
“Don’t lie, my réalta.” He tutted. “I knew it that day in the Hedone room. You were all too willing to be my little fuck doll. To let me dowhateverI wanted to you.”
I screamed as he thrust in hard, rubbing my clit with his shadows in tandem. His words somehow only made me wetter. As much as I longed for control over my life, sex was the one place I enjoyed losing it completely. As long as I trusted the person it was to.
“Hmm.” Calix hummed in a deep rasp. “You know you’ll enjoy it, so you don’t mind giving me complete control. You’ll let me do every wicked, depraved thing your mind and mine can come up with, won’t you?”
I nodded, sobbing in pleasure as his cock seemed to widen, and I realized he was partially shifting to his dragon form. His cock grew longer and thicker, and I swore I lost my mind at that moment.
He laughed darkly, “I promise you, I’ll show you every one. This is only the beginning, my réalta. I have centuries to show you every way there is to find pleasure. Every way there is to make this dripping little cunt cum for me.”
“Fuck!” I sobbed, my cunt clenching down rapidly, again and again, his words, the giant fucking cock splitting me open, the shadows taunting my clit—who the fuck knew what. But my orgasm slammed into me with the force of a comet, completely untethered in the air.
Calix swore as I came around him, pumping a couple more times before he spilled into me with a shout.
As he pulled out slowly, I whimpered from the extra stretch caused by his momentary increase in size.
He held me still as he flew us down slightly, but my wings and his strength kept me airborne. He kept my legs open as he slotted his shoulders between them, and lightly ran his tongue up my cunt, making me twitch.
He laughed slightly, blowing air on me and making me sigh softly in pleasure. He cleaned me up with his tongue, and I ran my fingernails gently through his hair as he did so. Enjoying the blissful moment as my eyes shut.
