4. CLAIM ME

The lanterns were burning low, the halls quiet with all those living in the royal mountain having retired into their caves. My feet were bare, kissing the cool ground as the sound of the water sang for me. My beads were all that I heard, so many of them piled over each other. My eyes were set on one direction, one direction only.

Moisture from the water sank into my freshly bathed skin, my perfume having even me nearly weak to my knees. I smelt so good and I was sure I looked even better. My body was curve and nothing else. My hips and ass had my waist look even thinner than it was, large breast moving with each step I took. I had not thought the night was going to end with me doing this but there I was. Never in a million years had I thought I would give myself away in the way I was yet again, there I was. There was no turning back, I had accepted my fate and I could not tame the happiness that just bubbled up inside me. My walk was slow, building my own anticipation as my shadow followed me on the walls, so stunning.

Long legs ate the distance up until I turned and stood right before the golden door. I knew the occupant of that room heard me up from my own room. I knew he had smelt me as I made my way to him. Did he know what was about to happen? Was he waiting for me or was he just dead asleep? Did he snore in his sleep? I hoped he did not because we would have a problem.

The door was pushed open, stalking in to let the door close, it shutting hard on it’s own.

My body turned, not nervous at all. I had longed for this way too many times in my whole life and had begun thinking I would never have it. My eyes ran over the large cave only to stop as my heart stopped along with them. It was as if my vagina had also grown a heart, just pounding with such force. It got even hotter in the room, a splash of water heard from where I stood. I nearly jumped up, my eyes wide and eating the naked man just pulling from the large jacuzzi. He was naked, all there for me to see. I had never seen a man naked before. Even my fingers buzzed to touch, tongue burning to taste and folds wet to take all that would be given to me.

It took everything in me not to drool. I ate every inch of him up. He was magnificent, muscled in all the right places and I was not going to be disappointed even in the slightest. The water dripped from his golden skin, having him hotter than before. The scars all over his skin had my heart jolt and also my pussy to just drool so hard. I appreciated a man with scars because they showed a battle fought and won. I loved a man with ink, seeing the black markings on his wrist. His body was something else and it just set me alight.

My eyes went down to his feet, wanting to just put that toe in my mouth and suck. My body never stopped moving, walking all the way, eating up the space between us. My eyes then moved up, feasting on what I would be getting for the rest of my years in this bloody world. At least I would be full to the brink, satisfied. My eyes moved higher and higher, a scar on his chest as if a hand had driven in. Actually, it really seemed like claws had ran into his chest. I would analyze the scars later while riding that cock. As of then, my eyes continued their journey and he was one magnificent man. He was impressive in every way, his looks making this way easy. My hips moved even more and finally, I let go of the gown covering my body, it flying in the air and kissing the ground, leaving me standing there in my lingerie and beads. I knew how I looked and even I would come just from thinking of it.

 My eyes locked with his, seeing a storm brewing that was about to swoop me up.

“Come here.” It was the first time hearing that voice and fuck!

“You don’t tell me what to do.” I shot back yet I could not resist taking the last steps with him meeting me half way. My body was merely inches away and surely a fire would erupt and kill us both. My heart was drumming as if to tear from my chest.

I never tore from his stare, my hand moving to his large erect cock begging for me. I grabbed it full force, still staring at him, letting him know that I would carry those balls in my hand for the rest of his life.

His strong large scarred hand wrapped around my throat so hard. The air was immediately cut off, my eyes tearing up yet I would not give him the satisfaction of panicking. I had been held like that so many times before, it did not scare me anymore. I just stared, my folds flooding even harder as I squeezed on his dick. We would see who would give in first and I was willing to die than lose the first enforcement of who was in charge in this relationship. We were nearly the same height, me just a few inches shorter and it pissed me off because he slightly looked down at me. Fuck that. I squeezed harder, his chest heaving up and down. My head was light, feeling as if I would faint but I was not going down like that. His eyes were as if reading me, him seeming angry, seeming as if he was just roaring with such anger he would bury me alive but I also had so much anger we would bury each other down.

His hand pulled me closer only for him to smash my lips on him, claiming them with such force I was compelled to match his deep passion.

My hand let go, his going down to my ass, grabbing it so hard I cried out in his mouth, taking in his breath and drunk him in. His hands were rough, just devouring me and I loved every inch of it. I dug my own nails in him, needing more, wanting more. This was not enough, wanting more of him.

A slap came on my ass and I peed myself just a little I swear. His hand hooked and rang down my lace underwear thong. He ripped it apart so fast my legs shook, needing him inside me now, giving me thick beautiful babies.

I purred out, my legs around his waist in no time as he stumbled back. His cock was pressed just against my wet dripping pussy, rubbing myself on it, wanting it’s fatness in me, wanting to swallow all of it and let it choke my pussy as I milked it dry.

His body hit the bed and I did not wait any longer. My hands ran down, grabbing that wet cock, my juices having it drenched and I brought it to my delicious and chocolate thick pussy folds. I could take him, I would take that large cock and dominate it.

I held him right against the mouth then let him just sit there, longing, wanting my creamy pussy. He would not have it so easy. The kiss went deeper in a way I never thought it would get, all of me just sizzling with need. His hands spread my butt cheeks apart, his teeth sinking on my lower lip hard as I groaned out. Fuck’n bustard. I could not hold on any longer, I needed him, feeling as if I would die. I let go, his cock strong enough to stand on it’s own. I then lowered slowly. My upper body pulled from him, sitting up as he sank in me as if in quick sand. I just kept taking him in. His cock was long and large, it seeming as if it would never end.

A gasp pulled from me, pain shooting through but pain to me was pleasure. So much pleasure erupted, looking down at him to tell him that I was going to devour him. Words could not escape me but my eyes said it all. My hands were on his abs, sinking lower it felt so good. My eyes closed, my head thrown back only to moan so hard as he reached the very end of me.

I was stuffed full, so full it was the best feeling ever. His hands gripped my sides, him shifting left and right to sink even deeper, and oohh my, I moaned so hard.

He was such a fucking bastard for making me moan like this. My back arched with him just making a home in me and soon, I heard a snap and my breasts were let free from the bra that barely held them in. They were too large for him but who was I kidding. He grabbed them with his large hands, feasting on them and it had me so wet I felt myself coat him. A groan pulled from me, him having taken one of the precious things I had, my virtue, only to be tasted by him, my mate.

My dragon stirred with such power inside me and we wanted to show him the mate he had. My hands lay on his chest with me pushing him back onto the large bed then I began moving.

My waist and hips moved with such skill, my beads dancing with me, making music for me which I danced to as I rode that dick. I ate him up like I eat a sausage, just sucked him in my throbbing pussy and let him think he could own me. I felt as if I was ontop of the world. The pleasure rippled in waves, just waves of pleasure I could never be able to explain.

A groan pulled from him and I nearly died, moving harder and faster. The slap of skin on skin echoed in the room, groaning with him to gasp and moan all at once. It felt so good, his cock sliding in every inch of me, and rubbing off my sensitive bundle of nerves. My body shook, my breasts dancing up and down as he lay down, just watching me turn his world upside down. He was enjoying the show, fighting to stay cool but he was not going to win this one. I wanted him to lose his cool, I wanted him to erupt in pleasure just as I was about to. His hands came at my waist and gripped hard. It gave me more power, just riding up and down, back and front, all around, nothing off bounds.

The sweetness building was getting too much, feeling as if I would die but my stubborn head refused for me to stop. I kept moving, arching my waist even more as his cock hit so deep in me it should have been impossible. His body pushed up, his mouth on my large breast, sucking and biting my hard nipples until I cried out, wanting to cry out for mercy but never. His hands were at my back, supporting me as I moved like I was dying.

“Shit shit shit—I am cuming, shit!” I screamed out, him sucking harder on my nipples until I thought I felt his sharp teeth grazing them. His head pulled back and my closed eyes snapped open to his gray eyes gone, just darkness in his eyes, so black they should have scared me. His long teeth were out to play and I knew it was coming. My eyes closed again, an image of him branded in my head forever. I anticipated for it, begged for it, pled for it as my wall collapsed down. His teeth sat at the foot of my neck before he sank them in, claiming me as his.

I lost it there. Dragons never bite their mates but my teeth sank into his neck as I splattered. My mind had left me, exploding with him as he met me halfway with those powerful sparks, nailing himself in me while I worked my body on him. Everything just exploded so hard I screamed right into him, my mouth pulling back, searching for his mouth which I found bloody, taking it and tasting the fire of my own blood. He thrust so hard, spilling his seed inside me as my whole body burned so hard we were sweating buckets and I would soon burn the sheets.

We rode and kissed the aftershocks away until we stopped. His arms circled around my body so tightly, holding me as if he would die and I held on just as tight.