Spark of Desire (The Dragon's Virgin Tribute) (5 page)

His expression softened and changed to one of pleasure as he let his hands fall to his sides and relaxed under her ministrations. He began to make his low growls, hips shifting slightly as she pumped her fist over his cock, finding a slow, firm rhythm.

Faith watched his face, delighting in the way she affected him. As his breathing sped up, she increased her speed in response.

Her own breath caught in her throat and she felt the now familiar wetness forming between her legs.

Biting hard on her lower lip, she fought for a moment with her own desires. But as Inaeth dug his claws into the bed and moaned, his hips bucking under her hands, she could no longer resist.

She took her hand away. Inaeth opened his eyes, looking affronted. But before he could protest, Faith straddled him. She quickly pulled her nightgown up over her head and tossed it aside.

His eyes shone with desire as he looked at her, and he raised both hands to cup her breasts. The claws pricked her for a moment, making pinpoints on her flesh. He caressed her, tracing her nipples until they hardened under his touch.

Faith closed her eyes and surrendered, pressing herself against him, grinding her sex against his cock. She delighted in the pleasure, shivered as he teased her nipples. He pinched them between his fingers just enough to cause pain - but somehow, it was a
good
pain.

She bent forward; reached between them and found what she sought. His cock throbbed at her touch. It was slick with her juices, and she felt the thick drop of fluid that had formed on its tip.

She placed the head of it at her entrance, and gasped as she sank down over it. It was easier than before, and she was wet and ready. Still, she moved her hips in small increments, taking him in little by little.

The dragon wore a wicked smile. He squeezed her breasts, his thumbs roughly rubbing her pink nipples, causing that sweet painful pleasure.

She sat up, his full length finally all the way inside her. She could feel every inch - hard and warm, stretching her, filling her.

It was almost an echo of their flight the day before. Faith ground her hips against his, stimulating herself, using him for her pleasure. He seemed content to let her do the work, breathing heavily and making pleased sounds as she rocked on top of him.

All too soon, Faith felt the pleasure build, become too much. She bent forward and nuzzled against Inaeth's neck, slowing her movements in an attempt to pace herself.

The dragon ran his hands over her body again, stroking her back and over the curve of her ass. He grasped her hips. His breath was ragged. He moaned heavily against her ear.

"That's it," he growled, relentlessly thrusting up into her. "Come for me."

He held her like that, hands firmly on her hips, not letting her slow. His own need mingling with hers, no longer holding back. He raised her up, slammed her down.

Faith sat up. She threw her head back and cried out. She shuddered in his hands, clenching her thighs around him, her inner walls clenching around his cock as the overwhelming shocks coursed through her.

It seemed to go on forever, the peaks of pleasure coming again and again. In the midst of it, Inaeth growled and pounded up into her, holding her firmly as he released his hot sticky seed inside her.

Faith went weak and limp, falling against him. He thrust slowly twice more, then held her close as he caught his own breath.

She felt satisfied; spent. Laying against him, she felt him slowly go softer inside her, and his fluid seeping out over her thigh. She didn't care.

Both of them dozed for a while. When she woke, Faith raised her head. He was looking at her. And as she met his eyes, she found that she no longer saw an enemy, or a captor.

It was simply Inaeth, a person who's destiny had been entwined with her own. It felt good, and natural, to lie here with his arms around her.

"What happens now?" She asked, when she could finally trust her voice not to shake.

"Hmm..." came the sleepy answer. "Now that you are carrying my egg -"

"What?" Faith interrupted, raising herself up on an elbow to stare at him wide-eyed. "How can you tell?"

He chuckled, and reached out to stroke her cheek. "I can tell." He answered cryptically. "Do not worry. Dragon births are much easier than human births. I am hopeful that we will have many children."

Faith furrowed her brow, but he just drew her back down and caressed her until she relaxed. She thought of children - dragon children. Hers, and his. The thought didn't scare her as much as it once might have.

Inaeth ran a hand over her belly, where his egg would grow. His touch, his body against hers felt so good.

"See?" He said quietly, with the hint of a laugh. "I told you. You will love me. Everything will be well."

Encircled in his strong, protective arms, she could almost believe it.

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Did you love
Spark of Desire
? Then you should read
Kiss of Flame - The Dragon's Virgin Tribute (Rough Reluctant Monster Erotica)
by Madelene Martin!

The Kingdom is suffering - burned and ravaged by a marauding dragon. There's only one way to stop it.

Soon after her eighteenth birthday, virginal Princess Lily is offered as a tribute. Tied to a stake in a burned village, she is carried off by the magnificent beast.

But what she doesn't realize, is the dragon doesn't want to make a meal of her - he wants her as his mate.

The last of his kind, Nalranith the dragon needs to breed. In both his dragon form, and human form, he takes the unwilling girl and uses her body, showing her unexpected ecstasy. And Princess Lily finds destiny in an unlikely place.

This 6000 word erotic romance features Rough, Reluctant Breeding with a dragon shifter.

An Excerpt From the Story:

Lily scrambled to her feet, backing slowly away. Nalranith continued to walk toward her, moving casually. Finally, she backed into the wall. Her eyes darted around nervously, confirming that, of course, there was no escape. She could see no exit aside from the cavern ceiling.
He loomed over her, looking through strands of the dark hair that fell over his face. There was a hunger in his eyes, almost as though he did want to devour her.
Suddenly, he lunged. She squealed and tried to run, but he caught her straight away, grabbing her wrists and holding them tightly as he pushed her face-first against the cavern wall.
"Don't resist," he murmured in her ear. "And I won't have to hurt you." He made a low purring sound, rubbing himself against her. Lily shivered as she felt his body press hard against hers, his huge, hard phallus sliding against her ass.
She had never been this close to a man, and she certainly hadn't imagined it being like this. He smelled of smoke and earth, and his skin was hot. As he breathed heavily in her ear, she felt the a shiver of arousal run through her body, lighting a fire inside her. It was like an awakening.
"I can make it good for you." The dragon rumbled, as he bent to suck on the skin of her neck, moistening it with his tongue.
His tongue was still long, she thought, but no longer forked. She remembered the feeling of his tongue on her... in her. She wondered what it would feel like to have that giant cock inside – it seemed unlikely it would even fit. How much would it hurt?
She shivered, feeling wicked and ashamed.
Holding her wrists easily in one hand, he cupped one breast in the other. His thumb caressed the nipple, and it hardened under his touch. His claw brushed her skin lightly - not hurting, but threatening.
Lily gasped, her face pressed up against the stone. She tried to struggle then, weakly and hopelessly, twisting in his grip.
It only spurred him on. She heard him chuckle quietly, and he let go of her wrists, only to wrap his hand in her long hair. He yanked her head back, and she winced at the sharp pain in her scalp.
Nalranith pulled by the hair, her away from the wall, and dragged her a few steps. There, he pushed her down onto the ground, so that she was on her hands and knees. Still gripping her hair so tightly, he caressed her round ass with his hand, claws brushing her skin.
"You don't want to make me angry." He growled.