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AGNARR. The moment those words left her lips, a slew of emotions tore through me, and I was no longer able to hold back the pent-up emotions within me. Hooking my hands around her lush thick thighs, I yank the lower half of her body off the bed and bury my face into her pussy, plunging my tongue deep into her folds. She tastes divine and I am a beast starved of what I desire. I eat her out, guided by her moans and gasps, and despite the pleasure that I am consumed by, I pay attention to exactly what makes her moan louder, and it doesn’t take long for me to assault her just the way she likes. “Agnarr… fuck baby…” she whimpers, making me smirk. “Oh, fuck- nhh!” Her cheeks are flushed, and she cries out as I increase my speed, feeling her body react. She’s close to coming. I’m going to make her come and then I’m going to fuck her before she can even get her breath back. Tonight, My Dragonette will not sleep… Her eyes roll as pure euphoria is displayed on her face as her orgasm hit
AGNARR. “Fuck…” she whimpers, sticking her tongue out as she grabs my cock, sucking me off before she licks the tip clean, swallowing the last few beads of white seed. “Delicious…” she whispers, licking her lips as she climbs to her knees. Her arms lock around my neck and I pull her close, claiming her lips in a bruising rough kiss. ‘Nowhere near as delicious as you…’ She drives me insane… fucking insane and I can’t get enough. The taste of blood fills my mouth as I ravish her mouth, sucking hard on her tongue when she tries to put up a fight. I bite down on her lip, sucking the blood from it as she moans erotically. I feel her teeth growing before she bites into my lip, sucking hard. Her moans only getting louder once more and only when I run my fingers between her ass does she whimper, letting go. “Tell me… did you like it when I fucked your ass?” I whisper, wanting to do so again. She blushes, but she nods firmly as she parts her legs slightly, allowing me to press my finger
XENDAYA. My eyes flutter open, and instantly I know something is different. I’ve never slept so comfortably and peacefully in my life. I find myself wrapped in a pair of strong arms, so snug and so safe… My heart clamours with nerves as I look up into his sleeping face and time stills, stealing away my breath. The sun is shining through the window, hitting his sharp jaw, and I realise it’s the first time I’m seeing him with his eyes closed… The urge to touch his face is tempting, but I don’t, not wanting to ruin the moment by waking him up. His nose is strong, sharp, yet flawless… his lashes are thick, and his brows are relaxed, a single lock of hair falls over his face, caressing his cheek. The ray of light hitting the scales along his traps and shoulders. Goddess… He’s beautiful… Last night’s passionate moments return, and I can still feel the ache of our lovemaking in my core. My stomach somersaults as I remember exactly what we did. I blush, closing my eyes and snuggling int
AGNARR. I walk slowly around the table, looking at the map that is laid out on it. With an army that can rival and possibly outnumber Nefzaan’s I don’t plan to sit back and wait for him to come to me… To march across the Middle Lands, to the very centre of this planet… to kill him in his kingdom of ice and snow… Even as I focus on the map before me, I can do nothing to remove the memory of last night from my mind. The way her body reacted to mine… the moans of pleasure that escaped her… the look in her eyes as I fucked her… I am at peace. Even if my kingdom is at war… even when testing times are ahead… my heart is at ease… There is nothing that can anger me today, and I am certain if I wake to her every morning, she will bring that tranquillity to my life. Women. They are indeed a riddle to decipher, but as long as I treat her well, I think- No, I hope that I am able to keep her calm enough. But then women do get angry at things that will never make sense to me. “Agnarr?” “Ent
AGNARR. “Kaizoran then,” I say, knowing he was firmer than Dagnoth, who didn’t deserve someone who could be as cunning as Leinaar. He is our fool to make a mockery of. “Willingly,” he says, bowing his head, although even a blind man could see he saw no pleasure in it. “Then if you make this decision, Kaizoran will be completing the bedding ceremony,” Hazran says just as I pick up the faint sounds of light footsteps approaching… “Yes, and I need not.” Agnarr says… “Speaking of… here she comes.” Great, now I must put up with her and her irritating manner again. They fall silent as the light footsteps approaching stop and there’s a light knock. ‘Are you sure you are willing to do this, Kaizoran? You do not need to.’ I ask him once more. Not wanting him to do this by force. ‘I will do this, for you and for the queen’s happiness. Rest assured, willingly,’ he replies. Our eyes meet, and I nod slowly. ‘Very well then.’ There’s a second knock on the door, and I turn. “Enter,” I say,
XENDAYA. ‘You hurt our mate.’ Shayara’s voice comes. It’s quiet, but I also know she’s upset, simply containing her emotions for me. ‘He doesn’t want to fuck her. Why did you make him?’ I smile sadly. ‘I didn’t say to him to get intimate with her, I said to give her her time. What he does during that time with her is his choice. A relationship isn’t just sex, I just didn’t want him to mistreat her.’ ‘But you….’ she trails off, realising that I’m not lying. ‘But it felt like that was what you were saying! You should have made it clear, but now he is going to fuck her with MY lollipop.’ She’s upset and I can sense her getting riled up at the thought. I shut the door to my bedroom and slowly sit down on the bed, trying to keep myself together. Relieved to be alone. Maybe I just don’t understand him and maybe he just doesn’t understand me. Are we really so different? ‘Let him give Leinaar away. We don’t like her, anyway.’ Shayara grumbles. ‘But one day I don’t think I will be able
AGNARR. Something so… casual as sex has never disgusted me to the point my stomach churns. I push the whore who caused these issues to the ground before commanding her to get the fuck out. This entire fucking place needs to be cleansed. My eyes are blazing as she hurries from the room, adjusting her skirt. Despite how she was treated, she’s simply wearing an expression of pure satisfaction. Pathetic. I head to my bath instantly, stripping off my pants entirely before stepping into it. There’s a pain in my chest, and I hate it. Why am I so attached to her when she doesn’t give a fuck about me? I was trying to do the right thing for her, but she didn’t care! I wash myself roughly, not caring at the fact I’m tearing into my skin as I scrub myself clean. She has to act like a saint. Leinaar doesn’t care for her! Why did she have to care about what I did or how I treated Leinaar. It’s up to me who I give and spend my time with! A low roar rumbles in my chest as I slam my fist into
XENDAYA. The form he has taken has shaken me. The scale imprint on his shoulders have become real glistening scales that I can see melding into his skin. Black with a hue of beautiful green. His face is sharper and more dangerous, his claws are black, just the way they are when he is in dragon form. His eyes are surrounded by a black hue, one that reminds me of smudged eyeliner, his pupils have become slits and upon his forehead is a shimmering gold band, wound and entwined to create what looks like a crown even… There’s something… something that has awakened inside of him, but I am not sure what it is… yet the urge to bow down to him almost overcomes me, but he’s holding me far too tightly. But aside from all that, the most magnificent thing is the huge wings that spread behind him, filling the entire hall, and they’re not even at their fullest. The black bone that forms the structure shimmers like the darkest of nights, ribbing along the wing. The membrane is like a deep thick