“Ready?” I asked as we stood at the edge of the roof.
“I am,” she said.
I shifted and scooped her up, then took flight. Below us, through the clouds and fog, the city nearly disappeared as I rose ever higher.
Elle ran her fingers along my scales and the softer flesh of my chest and belly as we flew through the sky. Each touch of her fingers sent lightning bolts of desire through me. Iwanted her. Being in my dragon form only made it more difficult to concentrate. My inner dragon had more control and more agency when I was transformed, and I had to fight to keep him from landing in a random field somewhere so we could have her then and there.
Landing at the castle, I set her down with as much grace and gentleness as I could muster, then shifted back.
“Good flight?” I asked, my mouth dry and my heart beating fast.
“Yeah.” She pressed her fingers to my chest. “We were going to your room, right?” she whispered, her fingers trailing down to my belt buckle before she pulled away.
A low growl of hunger and desire escaped my lips. “A nightcap cap sounds good. If you’re willing.”
Elle stepped forward, pressing her breasts into me, closing what small distance there’d been between us. “If I’m with you, I’m always willing.”
Sweet mother of God.
This woman will be the death of me.
It took everything in me not to scoop her up into my arms and carry her back to my room-that wouldn’t be proper of the crown prince. I tugged her along, walking as fast as I could without actually running to the room. Even as we traveled the corridors of the mansion, I had a hard time not imagining what I’d do to her once I had her alone. Thankfully, the house was mostly silent, and we came across no one on our frenzied trip to my quarters.
I locked the door when we were inside my room, and moved to the small minibar beside my dresser.
“A brandy? Maybe a glass of port?” I asked.
“Whiskey,” Elle said. “Neat.”
I glanced back at her over my shoulder. “A lady after my own heart,” I said. I took two shot glasses out and poured the whiskey into each, then turned and handed one to Elle.
She took it, pounded the shot in less than a second, then snatched the other glass from my hand and downed it too.
“Well damn,” I said. “All you had to do was ask for?-“
She pushed me backward, my ass hitting the cushion of the armchair behind me.
“What are you?-“
She pressed her finger to my lips and lowered to her knees before me. My heart raced as she undid my belt and slid my zipper down.
“You showed me a great time tonight. Now, it’s my turn to show you a good time.”
I nodded slowly, my eyes half-lidded with lust. In only a few seconds, she had my pants and underwear pulled down to my knees. My cock stood rigid, a gleaming drop of precum beading at the tip. Elle wrapped her cool fingers around my shaft, and I moaned at the softness of her touch.
Elle leaned forward, flicking her tongue across the tip. Throwing my head back, I cursed, digging my fingers into arm rests of the chair.
“What’s wrong?” she cooed. “Not good enough?”
I groaned as she swirled her tongue around the head again and again, until it gleamed with her spit. My balls ached, and I wanted nothing more than to be nestled deep in her mouth.
“Tell me what you want,” Elle whispered.
“I want you to suck my cock,” I said through gritted teeth.
Grinning, she wrapped her lips around me and took me into her mouth.
“Fuck,” I groaned as her head slid lower and lower until my cock pressed at the back of her throat. She pulled up, her hand and her mouth working in time with each other.
“Yes,” I muttered, my mind and body overcome with lust. “Good girl. Suck it just like that.”
Elle moaned around my cock and bobbed her head even faster, spit slicking my cock and her fingers. Her tongue glided along the bottom of my cock and swirled around the head of my cock with each stroke, bringing me closer and closer to an orgasm. Nothing could compare to how fucking good it felt. It was almost like I was made to be inside her mouth.
Elle’s free hand crept down, massaging and caressing my balls as her mouth worked me over.
“If you aren’t careful, you’re gonna make me come.”
Elle pulled her mouth away. “Maybe I want you to.”
We stared at each other for a long moment, basking in the connection that bound us. We’d both spent our lives grasping for some kind of normalcy. She’d been an outcast in wolf shifter society, then tried to find her way in the human world. I had wanted to find something more simple in the life of royalty and money. Together, somehow, in two short weeks, we’d found what we’d been looking for.
“Not like that,” I said. “I want to come inside you again.”
She let out a musical laugh as I yanked her forward and shoved her leggings down. Elle kicked her shoes off awkwardly and freed herself of the pants. I couldn’t wait to have her another second. Hauling her against me, I gripped her hips and lifted her onto my cock. She was so fucking wet for me, and I loved that pleasuring me had turned her on so much.
“Yes,” Elle breathed, resting her forehead on mine as she sank down onto my cock.
Wrapping my hand around the back of her neck, I pressed my lips to hers and rocked back and forth. My free hand slid beneath her shirt and under her bra, and I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger as I nipped at her bottom lip. Elle groaned and thrust her hips forward, taking my cock even deeper.
“Fuck me, Aurelius,” she whispered into my ear, her breath hot against my skin.
My dragon awoke, snarling in its lust, and urged me forward. Reaching behind her, I grabbed her ass and yanked her forward as I slammed up into her. Each thrust went so deep that I lost track of where I ended and Elle began. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed my face to her breasts.
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