Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 144676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 579(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 579(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
“Hannon will know, yeah. He told me I couldn’t go back. He’ll know why we’re doing this.”
He nodded and backed away from me. Confused, I followed.
“No.” He held out his hand. “You stay there. I need room, or I’ll crush you. The dragon is very big, remember?”
“You just said ‘come on.’ How was I supposed to know you’re about to change into the thing that just took my second virginity?”
Heat kindled through our bond. He muttered something, but I didn’t catch it.
He grew into his massive creature, half as tall as a tree. Dull black scales covered his body like armor. His back sloped down, with longer front legs than back, and a tail ending in wicked spikes. A dragon without wings, ground-bound.
His head bent toward me, mouth open, large teeth staring down at me. Instead of grabbing me in his maw, like before, he inhaled deeply.
“Gross,” I muttered with a scowl. “Save that for my animal. We two-legs don’t do shit like that.”
His teeth clamped over me a little harder than was purely necessary, so I swung and clanged the sword off his armored face. A rumble that sounded suspiciously like a chuckle issued from deep within his chest as he ran toward my village, the branches thwapping me and the wind tossing my hair. In a moment, we were at the edge of the wood. He stopped quickly, and I screamed.
He dropped me to the ground gently and roared—a deep, rumbling, fearsome sound that turned my blood cold and sent a peal of desire working through me. I really needed to sort out my issues involving fear and arousal. He grunted a couple times, snatched me up again, and waited.
I looked out at the quiet village, no candles at all burning near the edges. Given the disturbance earlier, everyone was lying low.
Nyfain shook me, clamping down a little harder. I squeaked and tried to clang him with the sword again.
He wants you to scream, dummy, my animal thought.
“Then loosen up. I can’t breathe,” I wheezed, clanging the sword off him again.
The pinch of his teeth lessened, and I tried to ignore the large tongue pushing up against me. Before, it had been touching me in a functional way, shielding me from the sharpest parts of his lower teeth, but now it moved a little, the tip running against my leg.
“Gross. Stop it! It’s only okay if you’re in the other form.”
He’s doing it for me, because he knows I can feel it.
“I don’t care who he is doing it for—it’s gross, and no thank you.”
I screamed again, was put down, and listened to his mighty roar echo. A moment later, I was back between his teeth, and we were running in the direction of the birch. Once there, Nyfain changed and caught me as I fell, hugging me close for one solid moment. I thought I heard him inhale, his face in my hair, his thumb stroking my shoulder. My eyes fluttered shut as I soaked the moment in.
And that’s not gross? my animal asked.
What?
He just sniffed our head.
No, that’s not gross. It’s our hair.
It’s the hair on our head. The dragon sniffed the hair on our cunt. It’s the same thing.
It is not, even remotely, the same thing.
The birch shook to a start and then sashayed in place. “Ugh!” I said, nearing my wits’ end.
Nyfain looked at me funny.
I gestured to the birch. “Don’t you find that annoying? And my animal is annoying. What’s the difference between smelling my head and my…” I pointed at my crotch. “Really? Big difference.”
“I’ll take smelling your pussy over having my balls twisted any day. Or trying to sheer off my cock skin with your teeth. What the fuck was he trying to prove? He told me to shut up when I asked, then called me a terrible lover.”
I let out unexpected laughter. “My animal said that your dragon knew you were going to hurt me because of your size, and he was showing that he would take as much pain as he would give.”
He glanced upward as he walked around the birch.
“Ah,” he said, bending and reaching into the bush. “That makes sense. Though working into you nice and easy would’ve been better for everyone instead of scraping my cock and battering the hell out of your almost-virgin pussy.”
“I mean…” I cocked a hip in mild embarrassment. “It’s just that I wasn’t used to your size. I’m definitely not a virgin. I know things.”
He laughed as he pulled out a yellow package from the bush. “Reading those books, I am sure you know plenty. More than me.” He handed the package off to me, not meeting my eyes. “There’s a letter in there, and another book, though I guess you can pick books at your leisure now.”
“I thought we had a deal?”