A Draconic Desire

I felt his claws dig into me tenderly as I felt him enter me with that signature chuckle he always let out when he saw me arch into him.

"Enjoying yourself?" Temais spoke in a growl through his maw that wrapped sensual whips of flame around both my ear and my own cock. Another inch slid into me, forcing a stifled groan of pleasure from me in answer despite my best attempts at battiness.

"Maybe you wouldn't need to ask if you ever let me lead, you brute." His claws dug deeper into my hips for my resistance, letting that familiar shock rock through me. No blood, though. Not yet. I hadn't had his attention in weeks, and he was going to work me out properly for leaving me needy.

"And just what would you even manage to come up with in that little brat mind of yours?" Temais pushed another scaly inch deeper, and with it came that heat that radiated from every inch of his onyx-scaled body. A warmth that filled me long before my hard-earned treasure erupted from him. "Would you prefer if I rode you like the unbroken horse you're pretending to be right now?"

"If you hadn't been so caught up in..." A clawed hand gripped my throat and forced the words to fall flat in the back of my mouth before he rammed the last few inches inside me. I felt myself squirt in response to it all onto the silk sheets beneath us as my eyes rolled back some.

"Caught up in what? Running the kingdom and appeasing the masses?" His voice came out in a rasp that quieted my rebellion, but ignited a new fire deeper down. "Because last I checked, my little pet found plenty of time to tease their master in every way they could manage between now and when last I made time to use them." A thrust accompanied that deep voice he used to dominate me. Every inch of him he pulled out left me cold, but he more than happily gave it back with as much pleasure on his part.

"F. Fuck!" My voice broke into a shattered noise as he rutted into me. Thick scales slid into me with ease before tugging against my sensitive insides, forcing more and more of my own fluids to spill from my own cock. "More! Please!"

"Properly, pet," Temais finally dug his claws deep enough to draw blood with thin, practiced pricks. "I didn't train some undisciplined whore who just shouts what they want from their owner."

"Please, master!" I felt myself losing my senses as the claws closed around my neck, choking the air from me while he found his pleasure in my body. In his property. "Please fuck your pet harder!"

He let himself go as I handed him the reins. The quiet roar he let out as he spilled into me was a distant sound as I felt my vision growing blurry. The burning heat of his seed and the light pain of rugged claws and scales on my skin were the only physical sensations that grounded me in the present. For every drop he filled me with, I erupted onto the once fresh sheets beneath us with my own mess.

"That's a good boy," cooed the draconic master in my ear as he held himself tightly against my ass, ensuring I received every part of my present.

Only when we both finished did Temais fully release me. I nearly choked on my own inhale as he released me from his grip. I could feel thick beads of crimson running slowly down my neck and hips while I sucked in gasps of air between my own moans. I was still shaking in the afterglow of my own orgasm by the time he came back from the washroom.

"Come on, puppy." His once-demanding hands lifted me with tender care as he carried me to the fresh bath he must have drawn while I drifted slowly back to the land of consciousness. "Let's get you cleaned up before you pass out." Warmth enveloped me as his arms wrapped around me in a bridal carry, with my head resting against his strong shoulder. The scent of that ashy musk filled my nose as caring arms held my weight delicately before I felt my shivering body lowered into a warm bath.

"Join me?" He had well and truly trained me into a pet for him, but very little of me even thought about fighting that fact. Someone who drew me a bath after using me like a toy and held me so tenderly that they were afraid that they might hurt me while carrying me.

"Did you think that I wasn't going to, my dear?" I could hear the smile without looking at him, but the bath never felt warm enough until I felt the smooth glide of his scaly chest against my back and his muscular arms wrapped around me. Time faded away as I leaned into him. A wash rag ran across my wounded neck, wiping away the now-drying streaks of blood on it before a tender flick of that reptilian tongue ran across it, sending a shiver down my spine.

"Careful, Temais." I chuckled at him as he did the same to me. "Your pet has a hard time knowing when he should stop."

"Oh, please. This is just aftercare for you." A soft touch slid across my thigh as he continued to run that tongue across my tender neck. "I know what that body of yours counts as foreplay." Soft moans mixed with the teasing giggles and tickles as time passed and the bath water grew colder, but the warmth of my lover never faded.

"Could you not make me wait so long for your attention next time, my dear?" I looked up at him as I rested against his shoulder again. I could feel his seed leaking out of my gaping hole now as his glowing eyes looked down at me.

"You know I never mean to leave you wanting." His maw leaned down as his hand held my chin at the proper angle before he embraced me in a kiss with a wandering tongue that tasted every inch of my mouth. "But I promise that if I make you wait this long again, then I'll make it up to you."

"I'm holding you to that, asshole." My smirk was answered with that challenging look I loved to see when he knew I was asking to be put in my place. If he was going to be busy tomorrow, then I was getting my fun in tonight before whatever business he had planned took him from me again.