He ran his hands over my scales, reaching the long horns that jutted from my head. “Your horns are smoother than your scales, and your scales aren’t just blue. They have specks of other colors that sparkle. You’re amazing.”
I reveled in his compliments. I loved he loved my dragon. “You’re amazing, my angel,” I told him.
His jaw slackened. “You can speak in your dragon form? That’s so awesome!”
“Did you want to go flying?” I asked, unfurling my wings again.
“Can we? I—what do I need to do?”
“Grab hold and climb on my back. You should be able to get a good grip,” I said.
He moved around my body, his hands never leaving my skin. I felt him climb on and straddle my neck where it met my back. He leaned forward and grabbed hold of my scales.
“I’m ready,” he called.
I expanded my wings, pumped once and then again, and we were airborne. I took off into the clouds, flying high in the sky. Embry let out a yell of excitement, and I went higher.
I loved the feeling of flying with my mate. My dragon wanted to take him to our lair and never let him leave. That was in Scotland, and too far, but I wanted to take him somewhere special.
Thinking of the best possible location, I remembered a cave I’d found the last time I was in Colorado. I loved the mountains, and the last time I’d been there, I’d found the little den. I had slept there in dragon form.
We continued flying over the clouds. Dragons had a great sense of direction. Once we saw a location, we could always remember how to get there.
I started my descent. I’d stay like this forever, but we needed to be on the ground, and I needed to be human. I wanted to feel him in my arms again. We landed softly on the edge of a cliff, and I quickly shifted, pulling Embry into my embrace.
“Where are we?” Embry asked.
“It’s a place I found the last time I was in Colorado. I slept out here a couple of nights,” I replied, guiding him into the cliff opening. Soft leaves covered the cave floor.
“That was incredible,” Embry said.
He leaned up on his tiptoes, trying to touch his lips to mine. I wouldn’t deny him what I wanted as well. I bent down and captured his mouth. He tasted like the sweetest honey. My tongue dueled with his. His delicate hands traveled down my chest and wrapped around my hardened shaft. I gasped into his mouth at the touch. I was in heaven. He stroked me slowly as my hands moved behind him, teasing his crack. I longed to have him.
“Please, take me, Angus. I want to b-be yours forever.”
I paused. I pulled back a little and looked into my Angel’s eyes. “Are you sure, Angel? We can wait. I promised you we would take our time.” I didn’t want him to regret bonding with me.
“I’m sure, Angus. I’m scared of the future, but I know I never want to lose you. I want to be bound to you,” he replied, still stroking my cock.
I pulled him close to me, lifted him off his feet, and carried him to the soft floor where I laid him down. I kissed his neck. I wanted him to enjoy every bit of his first time.
I moved further down, to his cock standing proud from his body. The head glistened as his pre-cum leaked from the tip. I needed to taste him. I flicked my tongue out, tasting his essence. It was even sweeter than his kisses. I moaned in appreciation as I wrapped my mouth entirely around the tip of his cock, my tongue teasing his slit. He writhed beneath me.
I reveled in his response. I took him deeper into my mouth and pulled up. I felt the veins on his soft flesh pulse as I moved up and down on his cock. Mine throbbed in my hand. I was leaking, yearning to be encased within his channel. I gathered some of my pre-cum. I knew it would loosen him. Dragon pre-cum had a numbing and relaxing quality, allowing the dragon to take their mate easily.
I separated his crack and teased his tiny rosette with my slick fingers. He tensed under my touch, and I heard him moan. I took him deeper into my mouth as I pushed one of my fingers inside him, breaching his ring. He whimpered as I had him completely down my throat, my tongue playing with his tight ball sack. He cried out again as I massaged his passage, adding another finger. I moved my fingers, scissoring them, widening him to accept my throbbing dick.
“Please, Angus, more!” he cried.
I gave him more. I added yet another finger. He fucked his hole on my fingers while he also fucked my mouth. I reveled in his pleasure. I felt his cock firm up and knew his release was close. I pulled my mouth off it with a pop.
“No. Please!”
“Not yet, Angel. I want you to come when I’m inside you,” I said, pulling my fingers free from his body. I stroked my cock, slicking it with my pre-cum. “It’s usually easier if you’re on your hands and knees for your first time,” I told him.
“No, I want to see your face,” he replied.
I wanted to see his face too, but worried I’d hurt him, even with my numbing pre-cum. I lay down next to him, lifting him on top of me. “You control it. Slide yourself onto my cock and take what you can.”
