The Dragon King's stare went to my cock. He moved up between my legs and continued to stare. Then he took me in hand.
I shuddered.
“Is that good?” he asked.
“If it feels good when I do it to you, it will feel good when you do it to me.”
Shale grunted and pumped my cock.
“Oh, fuck!” My legs spread wider. “Please.”
“Please?”
“Fuck me!”
“You will enjoy feeling my cock inside you here?” His hand slid down to my ass and rubbed my hole.
“Yes,” I panted.
“You are certain?” He popped a finger into me. “It seems . . . uncomfortable.”
“It's not uncomfortable! Son of a bitch! Just fuck—”
Shale yanked out his finger and replaced it with his cock.
It was only the tip, but I cried out at the entrance.
He jerked back. “Did I hurt you?”
“No!” I shrieked. “Oh, sweet Gods, just slide your dick into my ass! Fuck me!”
With a low chuckle, Shale got into position and gently pushed into me. Back and forth, he worked himself until he was fully encased. Then we both sighed in pleasure.
“You're tight,” Shale growled.
“Yeah. But you'll work me open. Just keep thrusting.” I rested my legs on his shoulders and grabbed his arms. “Does it feel good?”
Instead of answering, he bared his fangs and hissed.
“Holy shit,” I whispered.
Shale narrowed his eyes at me.
Very slowly, I turned my head and bared my throat.
Shale surged forward, both inside me and at my neck. Fully sheathed below, he struck above, and the pleasure was unlike anything I'd felt before. There was a sting, but then only bliss. My body shimmered with magic, then shuddered. His teeth retracted, but then he was sucking at me. A deliciouspulling sensation at my throat while my channel was filled to perfection. He wasn't enormous, and I thanked the Gods for that. Wide enough to wrap my hand around and long enough to fill me. And he could fuck. Or maybe I was under the influence of his Eljaffna magic. I didn't care if I was. Give me more. Take more. Just don't let this end.
The Dragon King thrust faster and faster until he released my throat in a cry and rose to his knees. Holding my legs against his chest, he slammed into me, and all I could do was gape at him, my body so lost to ecstasy that I could barely move. I did wonder if my throat bled, but I couldn't feel wetness there. And I knew he wouldn't endanger me.
With a flinch, I realized that I trusted Shale.
“Do you want me to pull out?” Shale growled.
“Huh?”
“In or out, Sebastian?! I'm about to come.”
“Out!” I cried.
