Stolen By Dragons (Dragons Nursery) (3 page)

Dante slobbered all over my gushing
cunt as his finger stretched my asshole. I had never come so hard
in my life! I whimpered, I moaned, I wept. I pleaded and all Dante
did was give me more pleasure.

“
Dante!” I cried out as the
orgasm dwindled down. “I… I have never had a man do that to me...
ever.”

Dante looked pleased with himself and
licked his lips. “This is just a sample of what you can have,
Clarissa. I as well as all the young dragons that will come to you
for sustenance desire you to be happy. Every day that you are here,
you will have pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. You will be
worshiped as a Goddess.”

“
Not that I don’t like the
sound of that, but giving up everything I have ever known… to be
here, sexually satisfied and cavorting with dragons? I don’t know
if I can do that.”

“
I make oath that it will be
worth your while, sweet Clarissa,” Dante purred and rose to his
feet, the water sliding off of him like silk. “The pleasures you
have experienced this day are but a small part of what will
follow.”

My eyes were instantly drawn to his
waist. I gasped as his cock sprang out like a cobra ready to
strike. It bobbed before me and I couldn’t take my eyes away. I had
only seen one cock before, that of my douche-bag ex-boyfriend, but
Dante’s manhood was exceptionally large and…beautiful.

Dante came over me, his big body
forcing its way between my legs. His eyes mad with lust, sought me
out, the blue glowing like sapphires.

“
Clarissa,” he said thickly.
“This cock is for you, forever to give you as much pleasure as you
desire.”

How could a girl argue with
that?

I couldn’t find the words to express
the exhilaration erupting within me. My mind still reeled over the
size of Dante’s erection that pressed against my thigh. I reached
down gingerly and wrapped my fingers around the hot rod encased in
silk. I ran my left hand over his muscular thighs and washboard abs
as I stroked his dick. His hiss of shock emboldened me.

His eyes locked into mine, his need to
fuck me clear. I realized how badly I needed to feel him pumping me
and I leaned back, spreading my legs as wide as
possible.

Dante needed no further encouragement
and moved in. With a smooth thrust he slid into me, his massive
girth taking me by surprise. The wetness of my orgasm and his
saliva allowed for easy access, my eyes going wide at the fullness
that suddenly impaled me. I was tight, but his throbbing cock felt
divine and I realized what I had been missing.

“
Oh, God!” I gasped, unable
to keep myself from voicing my pleasure. “Dante, you’re so
big.”

“
Am I hurting you?” he
whispered against my jaw, his body going ridged against
mine.

“
No!” I moaned. “Don’t you
dare… stay in me… fill me up…fuck me.”

His feral groan was muffled as he
buried his face between my breasts.

Dante moved his hips in a slow
circular rhythm, his steel hard cock swiveling inside me, the
hardness felt so deep and satisfying. As he settled to a slow,
steady pace, I moved my hips up to meet him, his exotic scent
wafting all around me. His hands were everywhere… my back and hips,
my shoulders as he filled me with pleasure I never thought
possible.

“
Clarissa, you are a
Goddess… so perfect, such a divine creature,” Dante whispered into
my ear. “Your hair is the sunset of Daenar, your eyes precious
emeralds, your skin snow atop the northern mountains. You were
created to nurture and love. You are utterly perfect.”

His words soaked deep into me and I
wished this moment would go on forever. Dante’s thrusts grew faster
and harder, the entire length of his cock sliding in and out, wave
after wave of blinding pleasure driving me wild. I grasped at his
broad shoulders and wide sweeping back, my nails raking and digging
into his toned body. My mind was close to shattering, the thought
of being fucked by a creature of fantasy mind-blowing, but the
pleasure was so incredible.

Dante proved to be a great lover, his
prime motivation centered on pleasuring me. His hands, his mouth
and his cock all worked together to make me whimper and babble as
another orgasm ripped through me. I arched my back, pushing my
breasts to his face and he hungrily sucked my nipple into his hot
mouth as I came around his erection.

Dante grunted, his hips slapping
against mine as I felt his cock kick, my pussy being filled with
hot semen. He shuttered as he orgasmed, his pleasure going on and
on, filling me until I thought I’d overflow. He withdrew his
dripping cock, the vacancy leaving me curiously empty. My thighs
trembled and my hands shook as I tried to catch my
breath.

Dante surprised me by gathering me in
his powerful arms and carrying me over to the bed. My head was
spinning and I couldn’t focus on anything but the powerful man
holding me as if I mattered—the orgasm had really blown my
mind.

“
I am glad that you have
agreed to stay, sweet Clarissa,” Dante’s voice sounded far
away.

“
But, I haven’t,” I refuted,
my body relaxing against the cool silk as he lay next to
me.

“
I see then I will have to
prove my skills. For now, rest and sleep well. You must replenish
your life giving milk as there are many hungry dragons that will
need you in the morning.”

Now that the pleasure had subsided, I
wanted to ask him so many questions. I supposed on some level, I
had come to accept this wasn’t a dream. Everything blurred, Dante’s
perfect face watching over me as my vision faded.

The darkness was blissfully welcomed
and I prayed I never awoke from this enchanting dream.

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