Dana, however, did not have the same enthusiasm for that plan as I did, which became clear the moment I slowly started taking off her strange thin shirt.
“Seriously?” Her voice was incredulous, her hands going to mine.
I tsked at her, grabbing her wrists and putting them by her side. “I’m in charge here.” The moment I let go of her wrists, she put her hands back on top of mine.
“You wish,” she retorted.
My cock hardened as she scowled at me, so I guided her hands to her head instead. “Keep them there, and I will reward you.”
She pursed her lips at me, but the flare of heat I saw there didn’t lead me wrong. Once her shirt was off, I started on her pants and then the strange scraps of fabric humans insisted on wearing underneath their daily clothes. After what felt like forever but was likely not long at all, my beautiful Dana was naked in front of me, spread out on the furs. She would be mine, and I would be hers, and everything would be right in the world.
Leaning down, I started kissing her lips, then her jawline, then dropped kisses on each nipple. Everywhere I touched, she whimpered and then bucked her hips, trying to get friction, something for her aching body. But not yet. I kissed between her mammary glands, down her pale stomach and towards the apex of her thighs. There was where my prize lay.
Using my fingertips to part her lower lips with utmost care, I leaned forward to inhale her scent, almost closing my eyes from the sheer rush of it. I had no idea how I would ever give this up, so I hoped I would never have to.
Then I blew air upon her slickness, my cock throbbing at the whimper she gave. I blew on her some more, in different spots, different speeds, until she was writhing under my touch and I had not yet put my mouth on her. I was leaking precum, more than ready to take her, but I wanted her to get her pleasure first.
I licked a stripe up towards the small bud at the top, delighting in her shout of pleasure. Her hands came to my head, desperately holding me in place. I liked that she was so invested, that she cared, so I let them stay there. I licked and sucked and circled with my tongue until she was almost sobbing underneath me, her hips wiggling desperately as she tried to get me to focus on her bud a little bit longer.
Instead of giving her what she wanted, I slid a finger inside her sopping wetness and crooked it, searching for that little patch of—
The scream she let out told me I found it. I rubbed my finger against it, licking at her sex, sucked the bud into my mouth, then she was screaming again, her hands pulling so hard at my head I thought I would have a headache when I was done as she attempted to smash me into her sex.
I was surrounded by her scent as she started to come, and I lapped up the juices with an eager tongue. Every aftershock seemed to make her thighs quake, and by the time the twitching had stopped, she was lying there, staring dazedly at the sky. “You’re good at that,” she croaked.
I didn’t preen, but I was pleased. I wanted to be everything she needed, would ever need, or had ever needed, even if I couldn’t change the past. “It’s not all I’m good at,” I said instead, crawling on top of her. It was easy enough to strip my clothes off, even though I was down on all fours, and then I was hovering above her, my whole body aching with the need to take her and make her mine.
“I’m going to thrust into you,” I told her, my voice steady and soft. “When you feel like you are just about to come, just about to plummet over that edge, I want you to bite my neck.” Offering my neck to her, I showed her the particularly fragile spot. “My scales might need a strong bite to get through.”
Dana scoffed like that would ever be a problem, and I hid a smile. If anyone could get around them, it would be my Dana. “What about you?” Concern was clear in the furrow of her eyebrows, like I was leaving myself out on purpose.
“Once you have claimed me, I’ll claim you.” I leaned down and licked her neck again, having picked the spot where I wanted to claim her. “It will be pleasurable for you, I promise. You will come so intensely it will erase any prior times.”
Dana snorted at me. “That’s pretty cocky of you.”
I hummed, because I was cocky. “Yes.”
Dana arched an eyebrow in that ever-so-human expression before she sighed, although the excitement was clear underneath. “Get to it then,” she said with a wave of her hand.
My human, ever the joker. I leaned down to kiss her again, capturing her mouth with mine and plundering it like it was a long-lost treasure to explore. She was mine. All mine.
18
Dana
I looked up at the man I loved, my heart beating rapidly as his strangely golden eyes held mine. There was love in them, a connection I hadn’t felt with anyone else. I wanted to have him inside me, wanted him to own me, to fill me with his child. He was mine forever and I was his, and what we were doing would cement that.
I reached for his cock, wanting to feel him again before he was inside
