“Take it.”This time it was an order.
My ass clenched, and I bit back a groan.Pre-cum leaked out of my dick, slicking each stroke.“What do I get if I do?”
Farrow growled, and a shiver ran down my spine.“What do you want?”
I licked my lower lip as if contemplating.“I want to see your dick.”
He’s silent for so long that I turn my head.
Farrow was crouched with his elbows on the bed.“You aren’t supposed to be aware of me.”
“Then you shouldn’t give orders.”
He smiled, all sharp teeth.“Resume fucking your toy, and we’ll see about your reward.”
I had to squeeze my dick, so I didn’t come on the spot.There was something about the way he spoke and the gravel of his voice that set off my nerve endings in ways that shouldn’t be possible.Monsters were supposed to be scary, not sexy.
They weren’t supposed to demand private shows and offer rewards…I needed to ask for more next time.
I turned away, even though I wanted to watch him as I fucked myself.It took me a couple of bounces to find my rhythm, then the third knot teased my rim.Just because I’d never managed didn’t mean I couldn’t.It wasn’treallythat big, but it wasn’t going to slide in either.
I needed to let go of the foot of the bed and allow gravity to drag me onto it.But in my mind, it’s Farrow forcing me to take more with his clawed hands on my shoulders, growling in my ear to take it all.
My ass opened and swallowed the knot, and I came with a smothered moan.My hips jerked as if I wanted to be free of the sudden fullness and pressure, while at the same time, every movement had me whimpering with pleasure.
I glanced in the mirror to see if the monster was happy.
Farrow stood and used his tail to flick open his pants, then he pulled out his thick, hard cock.In his hand, it didn’t look that big, but his hands are much bigger than mine.He moved closer as he stroked from root to dark pink tip.With something closer to a snarl than a sigh, his hot cum hit my ass cheeks and dripped down my crack.For several heartbeats, I couldn’t form any words.
Chapter16
Farrow
I shouldn’t have donethat, but the moment he asked, I hadn’t been able to resist.It was far too easy to admire my cum on his skin and the way it slid over to his toy stuffed hole.He took it all, which meant I needed to fulfill my end of the deal.
He tracked my movement in the mirror as I walked around, dick still in my hand.“This is what you want to see?”
Timothy swallowed.“Yes.”He looked up.“You like this?”
Clearly, I did, so I’m not sure what he’s looking for.“Yes.”
“You want to fuck me?”
My breathing became jagged, catching on my ribs.Fucking him would cross a line, but it was a lie to claim I hadn’t thought about it.But thinking and acting were two different things.“Perhaps.”
“Can you fetch me a towel from the bathroom?”
“Sure.”That was the polite thing to do.I tucked my dick away as I crossed the carpet.I should slide back into the wardrobe and leave, as I needed to do my actual job.I snatched a towel from the rail and turned in time to watch Timothy lift himself off the toy with a groan.The urge to fuck him now, while he was stretched out and coming down from the high of pleasure, made my dick twitch.
No, I need to remember that he wears a dragon on his arm.Even though I can’t sense any magic around him, that means nothing.But if he was a sorcerer, I’d be sensing his use of magic.The app on my phone should pick up any magic in his room.I needed to check the rest of the house again to make sure there was none.
“Here.”I offer him the towel.
He takes it from me and wipes his mess from the wooden bed frame and the front of his hoodie before wrapping it around his waist.The toy juts toward the ceiling, waiting to be attended to.
“What do you know about dragons?”Timothy pushes the sleeve of his hoodie up to reveal the dragon.“My mother had one, and my father is afraid that I am friends with the same dangerous people as she was.”He lifted his chin and glared at me.“Are you the dangerous people he was referring to?”
And there it was—the confirmation that his mother was a sorcerer, and that his father was aware.
