Seduced by a Dragon (Erotic Horror) (3 page)

I nodded hesitantly. She scooted closer and
reached out to tickle my thigh with her tiny manicured fingers; one
nail had a small green raptor painted on it. My guttural grunt of
approval encouraged her.

She slid a hand across my groin and massaged
it in small circles as she looked me in the eyes. Her fingertips
traced lightly along the raised pebbly surface and then glided
along my vent where she rubbed two fingers gently up and down the
parting edges, pressing down. My fleshy cockhead pushed through the
folds and into her hands. She held it gently and examined it with
curious eyes, as if it were the most wonderful thing she’d ever
seen.

Val lowered herself to my groin and ran her
tongue around the base of my stiffening cock and then up the shaft,
down, and up again.

She slowly slid to her knees and positioned
herself between my legs. She brushed her hair back as her mouth
licked around the head of my cock. I grumbled low.

She had to really open her mouth wide to slip
the swollen tip in. She eagerly sucked on it as her delicate hands
glided across its growing length, lightly exploring every nook and
cranny and bulging vein.

I settled my clawfingers over her skull
encouraging her to go deeper. Her enthusiastic slurping and moaning
pleasured my ears.

My head tipped back. Gnashing my teeth, I
breathed in deep, and every wet slurp sent shudders of electricity
up my spine. My legs stretched out as I extended and retracted my
hindclaws. My ass clenched and my tail stretched out and thumped
against the floor behind me. Her moans seem to purposely match
mine.

Pink monkey that she was, she could never
open and control her throat muscles like a dragon, but she did well
given her limitations. Almost a third of my length was swallowed up
before she began coughing and gagging. Surprisingly, I found myself
stroking her hair in sweet encouragement.

She wanted to please me! I growled and
snarled at her renewed vigor. I tilted up. My claws gripped her
locks of hair tightly as she serviced me. Good girl!

A short time later she pulled off my
painfully erect cock. It glistened with spit and precum. I released
her head reluctantly but was pleasantly surprised when she climbed
up and sprawled herself across my lap. What was this human up
to?

She lifted herself expertly. Both arms doing
their best to wrap around my huge neck, her tiny feet on my wide
muscular thighs. I felt the heat of her sex poised teasingly at the
tip of my cock.

“I thought you were sore,” I said.

She smiled, almost a leer, and eased herself
slowly down onto me.

I shuddered at her warmth. The pheromones
weren't as overpowering and found I could control myself. I grabbed
her hips and raised her up, then lowered her down my shaft slowly,
up, and a little lower with every couple of plunges.

Once again her face was pained trying to
accommodate my girth. Luckily, she was lubed this time from the
large volume of sperm still nestled within her. It took only a
minute before I was fully in her. My snout turned side to side as I
growled and snapped in the air at the heat and snug tissues
engulfing me.

No longer able to take the slow, teasing
pace, I dragged her up and down my raging cock like a pile driver,
slamming her down again and again and again. My tail lashed wildly
about.

God, the sensations!

She cried out and moaned with each plunge.
Her arms reached up at each side of my neck as nearly wide as my
chest, her scrunching against me as her breasts brushed across the
rough scales of my hide. She held on as best she could as I fucked
her body up and down on me. She was like a toy in my grasp, and I
envisioned her enjoying her role as a captive plaything to my far
greater strength.

I lasted longer this time. When I came, the
room filled with a mix of her simian screeches and my more guttural
growls and hisses. She joined when I climaxed; her body going rigid
as I pumped copious volumes of dragon seed into her climaxing
folds. She filled up quickly. The sticky mess spilled out of her
with the force of every generous spurt. At the end, I let out a
long, low, satisfied growl.

Moments later, she lay panting against my
chest, recovering as I sat there enjoying the afterglow of yet
another orgasm. I had the urge to follow through on my original
plans. Out of habit. This time I barely got my jaws around her head
when I backed off and closed them.

She looked at me awry, face beaded with
sweat, huffing. “Are you going to pop me in your jaws every time we
screw?”

“No,” I said. “No,” I repeated, meaning it
this time. I did feel much more in control of myself. Was this the
answer to quitting? Just hot satisfying sex to satiate me without a
full belly? “I’ll stop doing that. With you anyway …”

“Good,” she purred as my softening member
popped out of her with a gooey slurp. She shivered. She stepped
down off my thighs, holding onto my arm, then walked over and
retrieved some of her clothing, contemplating her torn bra in one
hand and a torn blouse in the other. Shook her head.

She turned to me with a winsome smile. “I'd
like to see you again sometime. Let you seduce me again. Sound
good?”

“Sure,” I said noncommittally. Wait… I winced
a bit on the inside.

Raptor Christ! Was I actually contemplating a
relationship with a human—becoming a
Fido?

Dragons who had steady human lovers were
called Fidos, implying they were the human’s docile pet. Could I
control myself next time? Might as well go to the police station
gnawing on her dismembered leg like a drumstick.

But naw, I wanted her back, with the
sole thought of having her ride my cock again. She would only be a
convenient fuck, like other women I’d lured into my lair had only
been convenient meals.

Val fell asleep on the couch naked. I put my
bed sheet over her as I lay shivering. I let her lie there most of
the night. In the morning I awoke to find her in my bed cuddled
close to me.

We fucked again. Then she got dressed and
sauntered to the doorway, turned, and hugged me close. Her arms
barely encircled a quarter of my girth. I opened the door and
closed it behind her. She left having taken down my phone number
and email and leaving hers scrawled in some magazine margin.

I felt good. It wasn't the same kind of
visceral satisfaction I had after a true feeding. It felt more
like...
a personal accomplishment
. I had avoided the
temptation of giving in to my predatory instincts with her. I would
not have to walk on glass for days afterwards, afraid that every
little thing I did would give away the crime.

I liked this Val. I wondered when I'd see her
again. So, why then, did I have this vague sense of unease in the
back of my skull?

I sighed.

Val’s scent, intermingled with her pheromone
perfume, still lingered in the house. Intentional or not, she had
power over me.

I was unused to that.

Humans had to complicate everything. Why
couldn’t a fuck just be a fuck?

I slashed at the wall, leaving long rents in
the wallpaper and the wood underneath. Stupid, but it made me feel
better.

I slouched down onto the couch to watch TV,
wondering when I’d feel the urge to feed on humans again. And
maybe, just maybe, I had someone to help me fight it.