A Pet for the Dragons

92.

"That depends," He rumbled deeply. I gave his knot a tight squeeze and let it go.

"Depends on what?" I enquired, taking my hand out his pants when, in reality, I just wanted to yank my dress off and climb him like a tree already. My patience was as thin as hair, and I was surprised how I wasn't already making him fuck me.

"Depends on your cunt, if it's prepared for my knot or not," He said, placing his hands on my hips and grinding his hardness against my front. I narrowed my eyes at him. I only want to see if he'd run or not.

Without warning, I undid the fabric Ivret had draped on me, letting it fall to my feet. I wore nothing but the collar.

"Then prepare it," I said, turning around and bending over to show my aching pussy to him. I couldn't help but reach between my legs and rub my clit, slathering his pre-cum over myself. This finally hit him.

He got on his knees before burying his face in my ass, his tongue seeking out my core. I shuddered due to the mere pleasure of having his mouth on my needy cunt. I'd been starving for this so much.

"Give me something, Zorge," I breathed, feeling on the edge. "Anything, please,"

Zorge snarled at me, but he continued to devour my cunt with his mouth as if he'd been starving. My legs quivered at the intensity of his tongue, and I almost came when he pushed his tongue past my opening. I clenched around his tongue, letting him know how terribly I needed him.

He let out a thunderous growl that reverberated through my whole body, making me shake with need even more. I made a noise of protest when Zorge retrieved his tongue, making me feel empty, but I sighed when he inserted his fingers into me.

"I wish that was your cock," I moaned as he started fucking me with his fingers.

"Patience, leskha," Zorge growled. "Your cunt is not ready for me,"

"Are you fucking serious?" I breathed, "I'm dripping wet," Which wasn't a lie. I could feel my juices run down my thighs, and yet he said I wasn't ready for him. I was sure if he were to push into me, I'd take his knot all at once.

"I know what I'm doing, leshak. I don't want to hurt you," He growled, fucking me harder and stopping abruptly.

Before I could hurl more insults at him, he parted his fingers inside me, stretching my walls. I shuddered at that. He continued doing so. He'd fuck me with his fingers, making those wet sloppy noises before parting his fingers inside me. I was so close to cuming.

As he continued doing so, I reached between my legs and stroked my clit until I came all at once, squiring over his arm. Zorge gave a feral growl as if he found it hard to restrain himself.

"Please... I need your cock," I was panting, "Please..."

Suddenly, his hand left my pussy. I waited for its return, but it never did. As my sexual haze cleared a bit, I realised what was happening.

"Of course," I hissed, spinning around to find him standing by the door and looking at me with a hungry and heated look. Yet he didn't touch me anymore. His jaw and fists were clenched as if he was restraining himself. "Go run away now. I knew this was going to happen," I hissed at him, blinking tears while I collected the fabric to wrap around myself again.

"Arika," Zorge growled. His voice was thick and unrecognisable.

"What are you waiting for? Fuck off, already! This is what happens. You lead me on, and then when it's time to fuck me, you chicken out. I'm not surprised but very disappointed," I cried.

"Arika," Zorge called out for me again.

"Just get out al—" Before I could finish speaking, I was on the floor with my legs spread out and Zorge between them. His cock was out and laid out on my stomach. I sucked in a breath. This all happened in the blink of an eye.