Dragon Claiming (Year of the Dragon) Read Free Page B

was going to kill him. Uryen wasn’t really sure he could do it. Reaching out a tentative hand, he touched her skin lightly with the tips of her fingers. So soft. The contrast of her dark skin and his much lighter hand incensed him. Tentatively, he cupped the breast closest, rolling the long, dark berry nipple between his fingers. When Sippora groaned in response, he added more pressure, just to test the waters. Sippora gasped, her hips bucking ever so slightly.
Perhaps Fate was not quite the bitch he believed.
“Are you sure you are ready for this, little Sippora?”
                “Yes.” Her answer was so immediate, so emphatic it took him aback. While her voice was breathy, so sensual the sound wrapped itself around his dick and stroked, there had been steel behind her words. She meant it.
                “Ummmm, we shall see.” Moving away from the temptation of her breasts, he moved to the end of the bed, climbing between her spread thighs. In his hands he held a feather. “Close your eyes, Sippora.” His shaft jumped as she did immediately as she asked. A challenge, yet compliant all the same. What a heady contradiction his little human mate was. Settling between her thighs, he lightly brushed her pussy lips with the feather, blowing against the soft instrument of torment a little.
                “Uryen!” Sippora gasped, her legs straining against the ropes that held her.
                Uryen wanted to groan seeing the wetness gather along her slit. The pink of her cunt peeking out of the darker folds looked positively delectable. He was going to have to taste, but not yet. Watching to make sure her eyes were closed, he lifted his hand and brought the flat of his palm down across her cunt, making sure to place emphasis on her clit.
                Sippora’s eyes flew open, her mouth opening to form a perfect “o.” That too made his cock protest at not being allowed to partake in all her wondrous delights. He could see his cock filling her mouth, perhaps while she lay atop him as he pleasured her quim with his tongue. To her credit, she didn't protest, didn't plead for him to stop. After the initial shock wore off, she seemed to remember his earlier instruction and relaxed her head against the pillows once more and closed her eyes. While her chest heaved with labored breaths, she didn’t say anything.
                Uryen returned to using the feather, lightly teasing the outside of her pussy until she was moaning and squirming in a desperate but futile attempt for deeper contact. Just when he suspected she had forgotten about the smack earlier, he did it again.
This time, she cried out. It wasn't a scream, but it was enough of a response that Uryen paused before touching her again. He absolutely would not hurt her under any circumstances. Her eyes were tightly closed and her hands curled into fists. When he didn't touch her, she arched her hips upward as if seeking his touch. To ease at least some of the intense hunger centered at his shaft, he allowed himself the minimal pleasure of mashing his hips down on the bed, rubbing his own needy organ as best he could without touching himself. His hips thrust, anxious to receive any kind of gratification. His hands were busy exploring the delights of his newly gifted prize—he wouldn’t deprive himself the pleasure of touching her by bothering to relieve his own ache. That would be taken care of soon enough.
Again, he traced her cunt with the feather, using his fingers to open her nether lips. Sweat dotted her skin, giving her body a shimmer that made his cock throb harder and his balls tighten almost unbearably. Patience, he had to have patience. Nothing, however, could keep him from leaning forward to swipe his tongue against the bright pink temptation of such a beautiful cunt. This time it was Uryen who groaned as the honeyed essence made his mouth sing.