He stilled, slightly shifting to look at me from the corner of his eye. I searched the hazel depths to find any sign of fear or doubt.

"Did you have a shit load of drinks today?" He asked, certainly not believing what I said.

I smiled, grabbing him by the chin and inclining his head to me. "Don't be confused by my smile, I'm sober and my words are genuine. I am the last dragon ruler of my kind, a refugee from a distant planet. If that doesn't seem true to you, then I will show you, on my bed as I make love to you."

I kissed him then, possessing his lips firmly. He moaned, gripping my shirt and returning it so passionately. I dug my hands into his hair and burrowed his lips into mine, our tongues intertwined and we sucked at each other's lips hastily.

He whined when I parted, drawing his saliva with mine. I ticked a finger at him in amusement. He frowned, blushing hotly at his needy reaction, undoubtedly in conflict with his feelings for me. "You are in denial of your yearning for me. Why fight it? You are such a passionate lover, did you forget the way you screamed out brokenly from my spearing thrusts?"

His blush deepened and he tugged his gaze away from mine. "You're exaggerating. Look, I don't have the time for your crazy fantasies. In fact, I don't believe you at all. From the beginning when we first met, I knew you were a pervert, I'm just as crazy to give my ass up to you. It's just a physical attraction, nothing more and it'll go away in time. You are not that hot anyway." He shrugged, lying to me and amusingly to himself.

I merely smiled and shook my head. "You fail at deception. Must I awaken your feelings? You molded so perfectly with my body, oh, and your insides, it's exquisite. For a prostitute, you have a deathly grip. My dear Asche, remember how you impaled yourself so eagerly on my cock? You were delirious with pleasure. I can take you there again, send you to the skies and back as I flood your ass with my hot seed."

His entire face was scarlet as I reiterated our frolicking. He remembered and I can smell his yearning for my love. To possess and dominate him in every aspect possible.

"Do you not want to see my beautiful scales? To prove to you that I am what I claim to be? A part of you believes, you are intrigued and hot for my cock. Your answer is just a mattress away." I persuaded, engulfing his body from behind.

"I--I have an ultimatum." He breathed out, prying my hands away and facing me with determination.

I chuckled, "What is it songbird?"

"I'm not your songbird!" He hissed.

"Indeed you are, your voice can bring a man to his knees with desire."

"Urgh, pervert." He sighed exasperatingly. "So as I was saying, let's make a deal if you can get me all horny, fuck me and I cum before you, then you can show me whatever the fuck you want and I'll stay here with you but if I don't, then you can keep your fantasies to yourself and I leave. Deal?"

A broad smile tugged on my lips. Oh, this is going to be interesting.

"I accept."

"Good I--hey!" He protested as I scooped him up in my arms and carried him over to my bed, placing him on it.

I crawled over him, my eyes a burning crimson. "When I'm done with you, your voice will be broken and you'll be a cripple. I'm going to love you hard, prepare your ass for an intensive fucking."

Then I crashed my lips to his.

He held on to me, clutching at my shirt and tugging me down further, burying my lips to his. It was an eager kiss, sloppy and heated.

I pulled away and paid kisses along his throat, sucking ruthlessly, causing him to arch his back and gasp out. I unbuttoned his shirt skillfully and sucked his tender flesh. "You're mine," I whispered in between sucks and kisses, taking a nipple in my mouth and flicking it with my tongue.

He flung his head from side to side and bit his lips to restrain his sex cries. I paid special attention to the sensitized bud, grating my teeth across it as I twirled my tongue around it hungrily.

His body twitched and trembled beneath me, a satisfying reaction that brought a smile on my lips as I suckled the tiny nub. I left that nipple and kissed across his chest to its twin, repeating the same motion but this time, I clamped down with a little more force, bringing forth a strangled whimper from his lips before I gently lapped at it, soothing out the pain.

His hands now gripped at the sheets and his legs arced, dragging the silk sheets along the bedding. It was evident that he was controlling his need to touch me. This bet meant a lot to him than giving in to his pleasures.

"Touch me," I urged, disjoining his fingers from their tight grip on the sheets and directing them to my chest. "I want to feel your hands on my body."

He shook his head no and jerked his hands away, placing an arm over his face.

I frowned at his odd behavior, taking his coyness as a reluctance to open up his body to me. My eyes darted to the tent in his pants and I cupped it. He took an intake of breath.

"Then should I pleasure you here?" I leaned in and whispered against his lips. Taking a lick at the bottom one.

He glared at me through glazed eyes and flushed cheeks, remaining speechless.

"Then I shall have my fill of you," I promised, using one hand to unbuckle his belt, unbutton his pants and unzip the flap. I pulled out his straining cock and pumped it languidly as I stared at his face smolderingly, watching his every response through hooded eyes.

Every stroke caused him to gasp out. He closed his eyes and sighed, relaxing into the heap of pillows, finally moving his hips to stimulate the strokes further.

I released his cock and lowered myself, tugging his pants down his legs and off completely. Taking one of his legs and placing it on my shoulder, I dipped low, twirling my tongue around the head of his cock and along the slit.

His body rose up and bent like a bow, stiffening as I continued to lingually please him.

I knew he wasn't going to last long with my lips wrapped around his needy cock. I wrapped my hand around the base and twisted my strokes as I went down on his hard length. Relaxing my throat, I took him to the hilt, vibrating my throat against it. His hands flew to my hair and he clenched tightly with a trembling hand.

"No--no more!" He pleaded.

I ignored his plea and sucked harder, kissing along his veined cock, that was rock hard and ready to burst. His sacs were swollen and tight against his cock, his rapture imminent.

But he couldn't cum yet, for I needed a taste of his luscious flesh. I glanced up at him as I devoured his cock, my eyes flaring with ecstasy. His eyes connected with mine, partly closed and glazed with pleasure.

With one last suck, my lips popped off of his cock and I licked them, savoring his essence.

"Tell me that you want it," I commanded, darkly. "Tell me that my cock excites you and you're eager to have me plunge within you."

He licked his dry lips, pinning me with his pleading eyes. He was at his limit, unable to control his need.

"Say it. I know you want it. A rough fucking to satiate your rapacious desire, your salacious fantasies. I know you want to be manhandled, you crave an adventurous fuck. Just one word, Asche and I'll make your body come alive with pleasure."

He swallowed and his eyes fluttered close. "Yes, fuck me, daddy, I want you to ram me hard."

And ram him hard I did.

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