by Logan Jacobs
“I believe I was supposed to reward you,” she chuckled, and her voice was deep and husky from the orgasm. “Not the other way around.”
“Trust me, that was a reward for me.” I grinned as I pulled my fingers from my mouth.
“I still owe you, though,” she murmured. “I want your babies, Ben. We all do.”
“But you,” I murmured and crawled up to hover right over her face, “are the one who gets them right now.”
I slipped my hands across her stomach and yanked off the little bikini top she wore, and I wasted no time in lathing each breast with my mouth to work her back into a blissful state of arousal once more.
Lezan participated more this time. She shoved her hands into the waistband of my pants and wrapped them around my cock, and the warmth of her fingers was enough to make me explode as she started to rub me up and down. Her fingertips grazed over the tip, and I had to pull back before I wasted my seed by coming in my pants.
“Spread your legs,” I instructed as I nearly ripped my pants off.
Lezan did and exposed her perfect pussy to me again, so I positioned myself at her entrance, which I could already feel was warm and ready with wetness.
“Gods, Ben, I want your seed deep inside me so bad,” she groaned.
That was all it took.
I sunk myself into her, hard and fast, overcome with the need to get myself off. My balls were heavy with my sperm, and I wanted to shoot deep inside of her.
I needed her to have my children.
I pulled myself out, and then pounded into her again. Our hands interlaced over her head, and our bodies moved as one, completely in unison. Even our groans and grunts came together, and Lezan’s hips bucked up to meet mine over and over again as the sound of wetness and skin on skin filled the air around us.
The two of us managed to hold out for as long as was possible. We both had an unspoken agreement to draw out our pleasure.
Finally, though, my cock couldn’t take it anymore. I could feel myself hit the tight sweet spot inside her tunnel near her womb, over and over again, and I knew she would be close, too.
And just as I had that thought, my arousal burst through me like an explosion. My balls tightened up, and cum shot from me like a firehose and flooded all the way past Lezan’s cervix and up into the womb that would hopefully house my future child sometime very soon.
As the burst of liquid came from me, Lezan arched her back and let out a long, low shriek that echoed around the tent. Her walls clenched down on me a second time, but with this orgasm, I couldn’t have gotten loose even if I wanted to, her inner muscles were so strong.
I was fairly sure I blacked out for a few minutes as both of our orgasms overtook everything else in the entire world. Nothing mattered except for our pleasure.
Finally, I came down from my high enough to pull out of Lezan’s warmth. I missed the feeling immediately, but I also knew she needed to take a moment after two consecutive orgasms.
Instinctively, she shifted closer to me and curled up by my side, and I pushed the warm, sweaty hair from her forehead lovingly.
“That was amazing,” she murmured as she tucked her head against my chest. The woman let her fingers play lazily up and down my bare skin, and every once in a while, she rubbed one of my scales in a way both curious and amazed.
“You are perfect,” I told her and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
Now that we weren’t hot and sweaty, the night air was a little chilly against our bare skin. So, I reached down and pulled the thin blanket over us as we fell asleep, now thoroughly exhausted from the day we’d just had.
To think, less than twenty-four hours before we’d all been in the tunnels as we prepared our sneak attack on the orcs. Within that time frame, we’d not only defeated them, but also been helped by a baby fire dragon, who had then bonded with Jemma.
This world was fucking nuts sometimes.
And I absolutely loved it.
I wasn’t even aware we’d fallen asleep together until I woke up to the steady, even sound of Lezan’s breathing. The naked beauty was curled up against me with the sheet draped over her stomach and her full breasts proudly on display.
For a moment, I thought about waking her up by tugging on those soft nipples, and then having a repeat of the night before. In fact, I was just about to reach over and caress her when I heard a voice in my head.
But it wasn’t one I recognized. In fact, for a second I thought I must have imagined it, since I couldn’t put a face to it.
Finally, someone is awake, the voice snorted.
It sounded young, maybe like someone who was eighteen or nineteen in earth years, and it was definitely a male voice, with a deep, rumbling baritone to it.
I shook my head, certain I’d imagined the sound. I knew all of the voices on the dragon bond, and that wasn’t one of them, so it must have been some sort of half-asleep hallucination.
But then it came again.
You are not hallucinating, the voice sighed. Jemma, tell him please.
Yes, Ben, you are not hallucinating. Jemma’s perky voice entered my head.
“Holy shit!” I gasped and sat straight up, so abruptly Lezan leapt to her feet, completely naked and in a fighting stance.
“What is it?” she demanded.
“I… uh… hold on,” I told her. “Just… hold on.”
I scrambled up and yanked on my pants as my heart pounded.
The moment my lower half was covered, I dashed out from the tent and looked around.
There were Jemma and Tirian on a log next to the campfire spot. Jemma grinned and waved at me as she sat there, and I blinked in the sun, still in disbelief.
Get over it, Tirian sighed with a sort of lopsided dragon grin. You expected this, right?
“Jemma, you’re on the dragon bond!” I gasped out and dashed over to the woman excitedly.
“Yes!” She nodded. “I had hoped this might happen.”
“What is going on?” Mira jumped in as the warrior emerged from her own tent with a look of shell shock on her face.
“Mira, meet the newest member of the dragon bonded, telepathically communicating club.” I smiled proudly, and then waved at Jemma. “Jemma.”
Shock colored the warrior’s face as she looked from Jemma, to Tirian, and back again.
“But you breathe fire,” she murmured and pointed at the dragon.
The silver beast bowed his head in a nod.
“Tirian,” I said and turned to him, “I have a lot of questions for you.”
Sit down, please, he replied. I think it’s time all of us had a conversation.
End of book 4
End Notes
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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