Page 26 of The Naga Maverick’s Determined Mate

Outside, Naomi was waiting for me with a satchel full of food that she’d freshly prepared for us that morning. “Woah girl, you look good,” she announced as she handed it off to me with a hug. “Don’t worry! I’ll make sure Krashe sticks to your plans when building the greenhouse.”

I hoped so, but that was no guarantee that we could finish it. Corin had perused our list of supplies and mapped out locations where more greenhouses were located that could be scavenged for parts. Already, several parties of aspirants had left to retrieve what they could find. I was worried that we might not be able to find some of the more delicate parts but that was something I’d have to figure out later.

Settling into the goodbye routine, I eagerly accepted the rounds of hugs from all of them. Waving at their mates, and ducking to avoid a head ruffle from a grinning Reid. By the time I was walking over to Zsekhet and Ses, I was a little misty-eyed but eager to get going. This time, I was sure that riding a dragon was going to be fun.

I was prepared, and with no audience, I knew that Zsekhet was going to pull out all the stops. As soon as I’d climbed on and got myself strapped to the appropriate hooks on Ses’ harness I knew I was right. With Zsekhet sitting behind me, his arms around my waist, it felt extremely intimate, and our lift-off was like champagne bubbles in my bloodstream, better than a roller coaster.

Chapter 16

Zsekhet

It was getting warmer the further south we traveled. This was a path Sesethul knew well and he flew it effortlessly. With the warm thermals rising from the desert sands below he could coast large stretches with his wings wide. The warmth had gotten to Cosima too, and this morning she’d swapped her sexy leather pants for one of her dresses once more. I’d been waiting for a moment just like this and my blood heated thinking of what I was about to suggest.

Not that we hadn’t had a marvelous time so far, camping out in various spots each night. I wasn’t pushing Ses hard, because I figured we’d run into anyone from Serqethos if they came to look for me. To pass time I ran some light practice drills with her to make sure she could safely move along the harness on Sesethul, climbing from the front along his back and returning.

But it all left us plenty of daylight each day for what Cosima called the ‘honeymoon.’ She could call it whatever she wanted, as long as she let me make love to her each evening, and morning, and sometimes in the middle of the night too. I could not get enough of her.

“Do you remember how I suggested I’d tie you to all those straps,” I gestured at the bands that spanned a good portion of Ses’s torso to help me navigate his back if I needed to. “And then I’d show you some real flying?”

Cosima’s mobile eyebrows shot up, heat already stealing over her freckled cheeks. “Oh really? I might, vaguely, recall something like that yeah.” She glanced around me at the spikes lining Ses’s back, to tie her to him, she’d have to hang against his side, it was a thrill not everyone appreciated. For a moment, I saw a hint of her previous fears and insecurities dance in her soft gray eyes, but they firmed with determination. “Show me what you’ve got, Zsekhet.”

“You know what I’ve got,” I teased, guiding her hand between us to press it against my pouch. Already, the slit was gaping a little, my cock flushing with blood now that I had her approval. The little tease pressed a small finger a little inside, brushing against my still dormant dual cock head. It wasn’t dormant for long, the tips growing thicker beneath that single feather-light touch.

Before this got out of control before it even started, I unhooked several of my anchors and reattached them at new locations. Then I was repositioning my mate along Ses’s side; carefully making sure she was safely hooked with her harness at at least three points the entire time. It set my blood on fire to see her trust me so completely. I knew she knew that I was never going to put her in any danger, but instincts might make her feel something else when she was hanging over the abyss.

Once I had her positioned exactly as I wanted I took a moment to appreciate my handiwork. I’d hooked up her legs in a spread-eagle position, and her skirt had already ridden up to show me a hint of the panties she wore. Naga didn’t wear undergarments such as this, but I kinda liked how it hid her private place, tantalizing me with what lay beneath it.

I flicked out my tongue and tasted the air, drawing in the hints of her arousal and letting them linger against the roof of my mouth. “Already wet for me,” I said, “That’s good.” She made my cock ache with how good she tasted. I wanted to sink inside her heat right away but I knew I had to make this experience amazing.

Her lashes fluttered over her eyes when I checked a loop on her upper arm, then I tucked her wrists behind her head. “Hold them there,” I warned and the scent of her arousal grew stronger. I twisted myself along her body, my hands skimming along her legs, up to her hips where I undid the strings that held her garment together. I tucked the damp scrap of leather beneath a strap on my own chest, “Ah, so sweet. You smell so good.”

She bucked against my fingers when I stroked them through her folds, the straps holding her against the thick scales along Ses’s shoulder and flank. I raised myself above her, adjusted my own straps to make sure I was safe, and then lowered my head past hers, skimming my nose along her breasts, her belly, and when she shuddered, I buried my tongue inside her slick passage.

“Zsekhet!” she shouted, her body going tight, I held her silky thighs, reveling in the whipping of the wind against my back, and pleasured her with my mouth and tongue. Upside down, I had to be careful not to nick her legs with my horns, but I had spread them wide for access. She groaned, fighting her restraints, and then she rubbed her head against my tail, which hung coiled over her shoulder.

My cock had fully extruded, but even sheltered between our bodies, the wind of our flight was still cooling the flesh. When Cosima writhed, her breasts rubbed against the shaft, her body was growing tighter, and when I pressed a finger inside, she shuddered. So close to coming, my little mate. Then Ses beat his wings to gain altitude and she stiffened, suddenly aware of just where she was once more.

I tilted my body, raising myself a little higher so that my cock brushed along her shoulder, the tips stroking eagerly along her soft flesh. “Focus on me,” I said, “Focus on your body. Trust me.” Her eyes grew wider as she met my eyes, the pupils huge in her gray eyes. Then she tilted her head, her blunt, pink tongue darting out, and she dragged it along the nearest part of my cock.

I shook, my hand shooting out to grab the nearest strap for some extra support. “Fuck, Cosima, that’s hot. Do that again.” Her eyes got this sexy, mischievous look in them that I adored, and then she did as I asked. Her tongue lapped against my cock, and I shifted, pressing myself closer to her mouth to get more of that wet heat on my eager flesh.

It wasn’t until she’d drawn the dual, leaking tips into her mouth that I realized what might happen. Naga seed appeared to have a special effect on humans, a powerful aphrodisiac that made them wet and eager for sex. A reaction that came close to appearing in heat. It could be exactly what she needed to lose the last edge of fear, but I wanted to make sure she was on board with it. We’d tried it in the safety of our tent a few times over the last days, but this was an entirely different situation.

“Cosima, are you sure?” I asked, hissing with pleasure as she drew me deeper. I was too thick to fit well, but she could take the tips, sucking them deep into the warm well of her mouth and drawing each drop of precum into her body.

She sucked even more fiercely and I groaned, my spine arching. Fuck it, this felt too good. I’d make sure she was safe, pleasured, and extremely satisfied. I ducked my head and buried myself between her thighs, licking as eagerly as she was doing. Piercing her core with my fingers in a steady rhythm that mimicked how I’d fuck her in a minute.

Clinging with most of my tail and lower body to Ses, secured by the straps, I worked on staving off my own pleasure while ensuring that she tumbled over that precipice. She moaned, her mouth opening as her orgasm overtook her. Her scent had grown sweeter, hotter, and I knew she was feeling the effects of my seed, even if it was just a few drops. “Good girl, that was so good,” I praised, “You take my cock and my fingers so well.”

I moved, leaving my fingers inside her core while I pulled my hips away. I wanted to look at her face as I entered her, I wanted her to know that we were high up in the air, flying together. She whimpered, her cheeks flushed pink, her mouth a little bruised and wet. Too tempted to resist, I pumped my fingers between her legs, my thumb stroking over her little button. Then I covered her mouth with my own, tangling my tongue with hers.

She twisted when I curled my fingers inside her, a mewl escaping her throat that tapered into a little scream. I loved it when she got loud, so I repeated the motion in a steady pattern. Watching her body go limp against the straps and Ses’s hide, as she shuddered against me. I pressed my cock closer, thrusting against her belly, pleasure hazing my own mind.

And then Ses swung himself into a spiral to catch a better thermal to coast. Her eyes sprung open in surprise, her mouth forming this perfect, tempting little circle that made my cock leap. When the dragon dropped through the air, riding the wind, her passage fluttered around my fingers. “Yessss,” I hissed, “You are ready for me.”

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Cosima