Page 32 of Eternally Rare
“Don’t hurt yourself,” I state on a groan. “Fuck, you feel good.” I clench my teeth together, trying to gather my control.
My cock slips from his mouth and he whines, licking the shaft up and down eagerly. Spit sticks onto his chin, mouth, and now the tip of my cock smears across his cheeks.
“So big,” he mumbles, continuing to lick down the length to the trio beneath. He sucks as much as he can into his mouth, the ball too big to fit. He releases it, kissing and nipping the second, then sucks the third, and the attention has my wings spreading free. I tilt my head back and release fire from how good he feels.
“I do not think you’re going to fit inside me or Rarity.”
I yank his head back and press myself into his mouth until I feel the back of his throat. “Shut up,” I sneer, picking up the pace until all three of my balls slap under his chin. “I’ll fit. You’re my firebonds. I bet her pussy feels so good, Cailian. So tight. So wet. She’ll take my cock, fucking me hard until she takes my knot. You’ll be watching us, stroking yourself, begging for me to fuck you because you’ll be so empty. And when I do, you’ll slip into her, fucking her through my come.”
His eyes roll to the back of his head as he groans. His hands lace behind his back, so submissive for me while I use his throat. With every stroke of his tongue under my crown, his own cock weeps thick pools of glimmer.
“That’s it. Fuck, you were made to take my cock. Look at you.” Tears drip down his face from the discomfort, the way I hit the back of his throat, and how he can’t seem to catch his breath. His lips are stretched to the max, becoming swollen and irritated as I pummel and claim what is mine.
My orgasm looms, tugging my sack closer to my body, and my claws extend as I lose control. Part of my body begins to change, my dragon breaking free.
“Cailian!” I shout with fire, groaning as I empty the many streams of come into his mouth. I grunt, slowing my thrusts and burying myself as far into his throat as I can. “Fuck yes,” I growlat him, pulling on his hair. “You look so pretty with my come dripping from your lips, Little Elf.”
I run my claws through his hair, my dragon showing him how much I care for his attention.
“Can you take every drop? There’s so much, I’m not sure you can. I have so much saved for you. Ah—” I groan as another stream fills his succulent warm mouth.
His tongue flicks out, showing me all the come drenching his tongue. The flames turn from orange to blue, dancing inside his mouth before they vanish.
“Such a good boy taking your dragon’s big cock. Do you like sucking me, Little Elf?”
“Yes. You taste so good.” He licks the slit before latching his mouth onto it and suckling the few drops of come I have left. “So warm.”
“You swallowed my fire,” I grumble in pleasure, raking my claws through his long, luxurious hair.
Already, I feel the bond between us strengthen, and the catastrophic temperature inside me eases. I’m addicted to the relief. I hadn’t realized how hot my blood had gotten until this moment.
Wanting more, I pull from his greedy mouth, and pin him to the ground, tucking my good wing under his back so he can be more comfortable. I run my hands down his body, in disbelief that someone so beautiful could be mine.
The need for Cailian is an urge I can no longer deny. I take his lips in a kiss, shutting my eyes to allow my body to think for me. I taste myself on his tongue, a tease of warmth still left inside of his mouth.
I force his legs apart, settling and fitting fucking perfectly between them, which only adds fuel to pent-up aggression. I rock against him, our cocks gliding together. I break the kiss,needing to look down, needing to see us in a way I wish we could be forever.
Constant growls escape me, my primal need to consume him overtaking my dragon. My cock engulfs his. The rainbows under the obsidian scales shine brighter with every stroke against him. He moans, meeting me thrust for thrust, coating me in his precome. The liquid has a cooling component, draping over my cock and I shiver in delight, wondering what it might feel like inside me.
Fisting our cocks together, the skin of his pulls back, showing the impressive snowflake pattern his crown has. Every ridge against mine has me rutting faster, needing more from him, demanding he become mine.
Our shafts slip and glide across one another, wetting the space between us. I hear the filthy sounds of my sack slapping against his ass. My feet slide against the ground trying to gain leverage to move faster and harder. I circle my finger around his tight hole, my come relaxing the muscle so he can take me.
When he tweaks his nipples, I gather more come, holding it up to the sky so I can see the way it shines like ice when the sun hits against it in the mornings. I notice the small flecks of fire, reminiscent of me. The combination is thick and begins to drip down my finger. Before it goes to waste, I slide my hand between his legs, sheathing my claws, and easing one finger inside him.
He hisses, clenching that virgin ass around me. Thunder vibrates in my throat, threatening to release a storm.
“Have you ever played with yourself, Cailian? Are you used to having your ass fucked?”
He nods, whimpering and biting his lip. “I have toys.”
I insert another finger, imagining him laid out on a bed, legs spread while he fucks himself on his little toy. “You’ve never taken anything my size, have you? Anything you use from hereon out won’t be able to fill you like I can fill you. You’ll feel empty and you’ll beg me to fill you with my big cock, won’t you?”
He flicks his tongue, swirling blue eyes cutting to mine. His fingers pinch my chin together as he leans forward. “I will never beg you to fuck me, dragon,” he sneers. “I will never give in to all your demands. I am a Prince. Princes do not beg.” He nips my bottom lip, but his attitude is cut short when I insert another finger. He cups my jaw, mouth parting on a silent scream.
I chuckle at his audacity to think such things. “Oh, you are no Prince when you are with me, Little Elf.” I pull my fingers back and slam them inside him. “You’re just a body for me to use and fuck anytime I want.”
He tosses his head back, gripping my shoulders with his hands. I make him appear so small now that his hands are on me. My shoulders are giant compared to his palm and I like how large that makes me feel. He isn’t delicate, but to me, against me, he is fragile, and my dragon demands we protect him.