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| Don't Temp Me Posted by: Driana BlackScale at 09-17-2015 21:32 PM, Last Modified 10-18-2015 11:16 AM |
~Knock Knock Knock~
The beating on the front door at three am was driving her insane, who could possibly be at the door at this time? Reaching over on the bed feeling nothing but sheets, it dawned on her that the bed was empty and she was alone. “Gaelan?” Hissing in the dark only to be greeted by more loud obnoxious thumps.
“Open the fucking door stupid cunt!” Gaelan was furious as he waited for her to open the door. He gave another set of kicks at the door before she finally opened it. “Took you fucking long enough. What can’t see in the dark?” He taunted her with a glare as he walked by. His fur was very ruffled and each hair was out of place, grasping her neck with a scowl forcing her back against the wall slamming the door closed with his foot.
He loved his female, her onyx dark scales and the way her short frosty hair fell over her eye made the red scar glow through the tresses, for a dragoness she was a beauty with one simple flaw. A flaw that irritated the living crap out of him. She enjoyed pissing him off. “Baby calm down. I thought you were in bed with me.” whimpering, “Your hair and fur are out of place. Let me start a bath for you.” Squealing under his clutches with his body pressed against hers. His fur and clothes were cold; his body heat returned with his anger lingering. Flicking his wrist as if she weighed nothing tossing her aside, “Get your ass moving. If my water isn’t ready by the time I get in there. Better hope and pray the paddle won’t break this time.”
He turned his attention to the hallway mirror while she scrambled to the bathroom, she didn’t like it when he was annoyed, it wasn’t like she locked him out on purpose. He should’ve had his keys at the very most. Extending her wings to help shake off the goosebumps he gave her, forcing her thoughts at hand before he did make good on his threat. Flustered by his aggressive attitude she stumbled to get the water running hearing each step of his boots on the wooden floors. The way he sighed only made her worry all the more.
Taking the lavender beads she poured them into the running water. He watched her bend over the tub, “As least you can do something right.” Scoffing from the doorway. “Female come here.” What was he? A cave man? She froze in her spot at first but didn’t want to anger him further. Soon enough she stood in front of him running her talons across his midsection. He stepped closer to her closing the gap between them intensifying the sweet undulations
“Gaelan..” She whimpered. “I need.”
The second those words left her beautiful lips he went full on caveman ripping her nightgown away. It was no secret that he prefered her naked. Swallowing the lump in his throat hard taking in the sight of her. His claws circled each nipple making them harden and pucker palming her bare breasts. He saw the way her dragon golden eyes narrowed and her desired mind fog. She deserved this. A deserved punishment for keeping him outside and not opening the door right away.
“Do it.” Commanding him.
“Do what?” The words were both quiet and filled with menace. “What do you want, Shade? For me to bend you over that tub? Bury my cock in you?” He saw her struggling to form her thoughts for what she truly did want. “Tell me.”
Still she gave him no answer. Yes. No. Maybe? Thoughts of his strong hand inflicting pain only increased her arousal. It was hard to overcome the lust for this man. For her man. “Please. I’m close already. I just have to.. need to.. It's just been so long.” Pleading for him to understand.
Gripping her backside pulling her into his erection with one hand. Easing himself back on the edge of the tub pressing his palm to her stomach forcing her body to arch backwards easing her down on his thighs. Leaning his hot mouth down around her nipple sucking on it hard, harder, quickly flicking his tongue back and forth easing the sting on her nipple. It was slight but sharp pleasure cutting through her. Crying out in ecstasy.
More. Please.
Giving her other nipple the same treatment. Desperation left her body in waves as she became more and more frantic. She tried to move against his shaft, to rub again, it was a primal instinct. A necessity. She had to do it, but the hold of his hand on her scaly stomach kept her in place.
“Gaelan..” She moaned. The desire was pent up like never before. The need for a.. a.. climax was intoxicating to her thoughts. It was a lusting poison. When he finally lifted his head up his lips were red and moist like a swollen kiss. Claw-sinking piercing grab on her thighs clutching her to his chest. Legs wrapped firmly around his hips. He walked out of the bathroom forgetting about the bath she had offered and he’d demanded.
Panic suddenly filled her, yet only increasing to her arousal, the things he must have done to her in the past were nothing in comparison to everything she thought she wanted. Noticing the tension in her body he pulled her closer. Laying her down on the bed, licking and kissing down the elegant line of her neck. Building the pressure between her thighs driving him to rub his thick meat with more force.
“Tell me what you need.” His voice was a growl. Nothing humane left but the beast.
“Y.. you.. your fingers! Now!”
Trailing down her stomach with his hands reminiscing the places he had bitten, scratched, and whipped countless times. “Open for me.” Obeying like the good girl that she was, she spread her knees as far as they would go against the cold sheets. He liked seeing the way her inner thighs trembled. Praising her with a kiss on the curve of her inner thigh crossing over her mound.
She was hot enough to burn him. His fingers curled around her pussy running the dark claw against her slit.
“Gaelan.. inside.. just like that.. just.. inside!” He liked the way his name always left her lips. Especially in a caught throaty whisper……
Parting her lips with that claw of his inching the tip before finally sinking the finger into the tight, velvet silken heat, feeling her muscles clench around him. Utterly. Pure. Perfection. He nearly came. One cry after another left her lips he then pulled out.. sinking back in… again and again.
Her hips dug into the bed unsure at first where to move them, “Move on me.” He urged her into a rocking rhythm against his fingers. How he desired her to move up and down like that on his shaft. Creating an insanely good but dangerous friction. It was too much even for him. Gritting his teeth like a last resort looking up her body watching the way she kneaded her breast. Just as he had done not long ago.
Too much yet not enough. He needed to calm himself. Simply enjoy the feel of her inner walls clamping down around his thrusting finger. She was erotic. Is erotic. “Do you remember the day we discussed different forms of pleasure? Gags. Coldness like ice and popsicles. Food stuffing.” Listing off a few from that day focusing on her pleasure.
The words did something to her. She clenched tighter around his working fingers pressing her thighs together trapping his hand in place. Thrusting his fingers deadly slower making her body jerk upward against the bed intensifying the spiraling pleasure in her vortex. He started biting up her calf progressing upwards until he forced her legs to open again. Traveling down her inner thigh torturously slow unsure if it was for her or for him. He didn’t make it half way down her thigh before she finally climaxed. Her body rose with her hips against his fingers pushing her over her very limit.
“Let me be your pain junky baby.” panting breathlessly. The idea of what he could do to her had his cock twitching uncontrollably. He came. Licking his lips he got up from the bed abandoning her as he returned to the bath awaiting him.
“Change the sheets.”
The beautiful moment she had just shared with her lover was gone within an instant. Whimpering softly unsure what she had caused for him to pull away so coldly made her tear up. The orgasm she had just experienced meant nothing to her if she couldn’t have him in her arms. Even for a moment.
To Be Continued…
Written by Driana Le Souris.
Written as a personal treasure for Shade Blackscale.
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