He left his leggings on for now, needing them to keep himself from immediately burying his cock inside Kachka and coming within seconds. He didn’t want to do that. Not yet. He wanted this to last.
Gaius stepped close to the boulder until his thighs pressed against the cold stone. As he stared Kachka in the eyes, he slid his index fingers from the base of her feet, up her calves, and down her thighs. He gently stroked his fingers against her *, watching it tremble under his touch and become wetter by the second.
Kachka’s breathing got deeper, but she never turned from him. She didn’t look away. There was no teasing. No insecurity. No pretending sex was something she needed to be drawn into. That was the way of human women in his Empire and some of the Southlands. But not for the Daughters of the Steppes. When they wanted something or someone, they just made those intentions known.
There didn’t need to be games between them, and Gaius couldn’t believe how knowing that made him harder still.
He dragged his fingers, now wet from her, back up Kachka’s thighs until he reached her knees. Slowly, he pressed her legs down, making her even wider for him.
Letting out a breath, his mouth no longer dry but watering at the thought of tasting her, he brought his mouth down and pressed it against her, licking her long and deep, using his tongue to explore every bit of her. And the more he enjoyed himself, the wetter she became.
Kachka finally lay back against the boulder, pressing her hands deep into his hair, holding his head against her.
Her hips began to move, making circles as she tried to follow his tongue, her breath now coming out in hard pants, her toes gripping the rock beneath her.
“Yes,” she growled beneath him. “Yessss.”
Gaius lowered his hands a bit, so they rested on the inside of her thighs and he gripped the strong muscle there, squeezing and releasing. Her buttocks tightened as she raised her hips like he was already inside her.
He finally snaked his way to her clit, circling his tongue around it. When her legs began to shake, he held her down harder and pressed the tip of his tongue right against her clit, moving it while at the same time releasing his hot dragon breath against it.
The sound that came out of her then was a cross between a growl and a stifled cry, her fingers gripping his hair tighter, her legs struggling against his hands to close. To control the strength of the sensations flooding through her.
Gaius didn’t stop until he was sure he’d made her come, and her entire body was shaking beneath him, her cries muffled as she pressed her mouth against her shoulder.
When he felt certain he’d wrung her dry and he knew he could no longer wait, he pulled back long enough to shove his leggings down past his knees and yanked her down so that he could push his cock into her while lifting her up into his arms. He heard Kachka scream against his neck, and he wished he could say he was dragon enough to stop and make sure she was okay. . . .
Sadly, at the moment, he was anything but an etiquette-minded dragon.
The dragon’s big cock pushed inside her and Kachka let out a scream of satisfaction against his neck. All she’d been thinking about, all day, while riding on her oversized horse, was having this dragon’s cock inside her.
And now that she did, she was unbelievably happy about it. It felt good. Right. Like she didn’t think it should be anywhere else but inside her.
She pushed against his shoulder. “On your back,” she ordered.
Without a word, the dragon complied, taking her place on the boulder, stretching out beneath her.
Kachka placed her knees on either side of the dragon and rode him as she’d ridden her horse. Rocking against him, squeezing his cock each time she did. Gaius reached up, his hands almost around her breasts—exactly where they belonged—when a voice behind Kachka announced, “Hello, my fucking friends! I am on watch now and wanted to make sure you are doing okay!”
Snarling, filled with rage, Kachka reached down and grabbed the small axe that Gaius had placed next to his other weapons. Grasping it, she turned and flung it at Zoya Kolesova.
The large woman ducked, barely missing getting her head split open by the weapon. With that, Zoya spun on her heel and headed back toward camp, tossing over her shoulder, “I see you are both well. Call if you have trouble! See you in the morning!”
Satisfied she wouldn’t be coming back, Kachka faced Gaius again, pressing her hands against his shoulders. Now that she was angry, she fucked him harder, but he didn’t seem to mind. Instead he gripped her breasts with his big hands and squeezed them, briefly stopping to play with the nipples before squeezing them again.
Kachka continued to ride, clutching the dragon’s cock with her * until his back arched and he released her breasts so that he could grab her waist and power into her from beneath.
When he started to come, Kachka went down on his chest and pressed her mouth against his, swallowing his yell and kissing him as if she hadn’t kissed a male in eons.