Lies Don’t Matter
By
Julia Matthews
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Hop
My dragon roared at
Cree’s offer. Not because he’d told him to dominate him, but he’d given him permission
to take him as his. I wasn’t sure if he knew what those words meant exactly,
which is why I quickly enlightened my dragon side that we had done started the
process, but . . . taking it further wasn’t an option he turned twenty. My
dragon didn’t waste time in letting me know that dominating him would be
amazing and enough to hold him over until we could completely claim Cree.
“Come on, baby. I’m
cooling off and . . .”
“No you’re not.” Hop
slipped his hand around to Cree’s back and down to his ass, cupping him and
pushing him closer. With the second squeeze I slammed my lips over his, shoving
my tongue through his lips, exploring every edge of his hot moist mouth. “Grip
the headboard.” I pushed his knees up. “Keep them there.”
I climbed off the
bed and grabbed my fur covered handcuffs, which I’d bought two months after
meeting Cree. I’d saw them in the local fetish store, where I’d been picking up
a package for Mr. Davis, who favored the slave aspect, more than the bondage,
but his submissive had a liking for leather chaps. A blue pair of the cuffs had
been displayed in the window, but I’d gotten a lavender colored pair.
“These,’ I let them
drop on Cree’s stomach as I scooted right up to his ass. “Are the first gift I
bought you.” His eye went wide. “You were too young for me to give them to
you.”
“Ooooohhhhh. See I
was right. You do need this aspect of loving.”
“I do, but I can
live without it.” I ran my hand up Cree’s sire and over his stomach, loving the
smooth abs as my hand let the cuffs drag across his chest and up his shoulder
until I was able to headboard. “if it gets too much you tell me. I’ll stop.”
“Okay.”
My cock twitched the
moment the cuff clicked into place. My skin rippled with excitement from my
dragon’s lung forward. I slipped my finger between each cuff, ensuring they
woulnd’t rub my man. Then I licked and nipped my way back down to his elbow,
where I laved the inner part that I knew drove him wild.
Cree’s moan and
slight wiggle drove my desire so high my temper rose a couple of notches. I
didn’t linger long, if I had, Cree would have begged me before I wanted him to.
I had him bound to the bed for the first time. No way was he going to rush my
fun.
“Going to make you
feel more than you ever have.”
I was so close to
his ear that I knew he felt each puff of air from each word I said. It would be
just enough to drive him up the wall. My man loved the dirty talk to start out
slow and simple.
“Going to ravish
every inch of this . . .”
I pinched the hard
nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Cree panted and thrust up, but I
removed my hand, making him whimper.
“your skin’s been
free of my marks for way too long.”
I leaned down and
latched my mouth over the skin right above the areola, sucking hard enough that
a mark appeared in two seconds flat. I used my other hand to fondle the other
nipple.
“Hop . . . Please .
. . Need . . .
“Hush. I know what
my baby need at all times.”
I slipped the other
hand over his side and under his back, letting the palm of my and come to rest
over the tight firm cheek.
“Love the way your
ass flinches when I touch you. It knows who it belongs to, don’t it?”
“Yes.” Cree arched
up.
“Don’t move. Feel my
love.”
I let my hand slip
closer to his crack, then dipped a finger between his cheeks. As much as I
wanted to breech that ass, then wasn’t the time. I wanted his desire to the
brink that he had to scream and beg me to take him hard and fast and dry. Not a
method he’d yet to let me have him. One day I would. It was the ultimate dream
of mine. One day Cree would give me all I needed and the way I needed it. That
I knew for sure. If not . . . he would not have let me cuff him. Right then . .
. I had other ideas and it included letting my dragon have a bit of fun.
I let my finger slip
into a small talon and feathered it back and forth across his premium. With
ease I let the tip of the talon slip in and then back out. It worked just like
I hoped it would. Cree arched up and let a loud moan free. I retracted the
talon and then slipped my finger in knuckle deep.
“Going to make this
mine.” I slid down in the bed and shoved his legs further to his face, letting
my tongue trace the crack a time or two before I dipped the tip of my tongue
through his folds and into the awaiting hole. With two more tongue thrust I sat
back up. “I’m the only one who can taste this.” Cree nodded. “Play with your .
. . “ . . . my finger dipped in all the way to the hilt, drawing a deep gasp
from Cree. “This hole. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, Hop. Damn . .
. honey.” Cree arched up, but stopped when I shook my head at him.
“I own that ass.”
I scooted closer to
Cree and did the one thing that I had not started out to do to him. Took him
dry and hard. Basically. There was a little salvia from my licks, but not
enough to count as lube. Definitely not enough to cover for the brutal thrust I
gave him. Not when I bottomed out inside him in less than a second. His shout
richocheeted off the walls, but drove my dragon closer and closer, which had me
pulling back and shoving back in just as fast and as hard. Cree’s entire body
scooted up the bed, but him hitting his head on the headboard did not stop me
from pulling all the way out and shoving back in him. I was going to make him
feel me for days. Going to leave him knowing who owned him. Who loved him. Who
would take care of him. Not that Cree needed any reminding of that, but I was
going to give it to him. That was for sure.
“Hop . . . fuck . .
. I . . . Can’t . . . “
Not sure how many
thrust I made until I felt Cree’s ass clinch my cock. It didn’t take but a
second or two of his tight hold to draw my orgasm from me. It was the
powerfulest release I’d ever felt. One I would never feel again, because a
dragon only felt that claiming connection once. Amazing. Wonderful. Neither
described it. I was out of my body, looking down on me and my man as my dragon
seized control and claimed Cree for his. My tongue darted out, shifting into
the split lizard like tongue. With one long lick across the softest spot on the
neck, my teeth sharpened and struck, locking themselves deep into the flesh of
Cree. Cree shouted as his blood seeped into my mouth and down my throat. I knew
it was not hurting him. Many dragons told me about their claiming and swore
that the swipe of the tongue did the job it was supposed and numbed the skin.
What the shout came from was the ultimate connection being formed. Other words,
Cree’s mind was drawing a mental line to mine. I could feel all his fears,
worries, and love. Not only for me, but for Charlie and all the Logan Den.
I knew what I was
doing was wrong, but it was the right time as well. If it had not been . . .
the claiming would not have taken and it had routed Cree inside me so deep that
Cree was about all I could feel. Not that I was complaining. I’d take knowing
Cree in such a deep manner any day of the week.
Soon as the
connection completed I found myself back in my body. I slowly swiped my tongue
over the small teeth marks. In a couple of hours they would not be visible to
anyone other than a dragon, or a claimed other half.
“Oh man . . .”
Cree’s legs fell around me as he smiled up at me. “That was . . . What was
that?”
“A claiming.”
“Thought you said .
. .”
“Did, but appears my
mind and dragon were on different, yet same wave length.”
“SO you are not
sorry?”
“Hell no, baby.
Nothing in the world will compare to this. Can’t you feel how much I loved
claiming you?”
“I can.” Cree rubbed
his temple. “It’s nice to feel, but . . . will it always be so close to the
front of my mind?? Cree winced. “not that I mind, but . . . it’s strong and a
bit . . it makes my head . . . Full.”
“That will lessen in
a few hours. You will learn ways to push my emotions to the background as our
link matures.” I leaned down and kissed him as I slipped free from his body. “I
love you, baby.”
“Love you to.” Cree
yawned as I enclosed myself around him. “Sleep, baby. Sleep.”
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