Chapter 51 51
ZAUGUSTUS DYLAN.
I couldn't remember if I had ever taken over Irian, or maybe that was in the past. But because of this fae female that the gods gave me as a mate, I wanted her to be damn jealous and surrender herself willingly.
She'd been proving how stubborn she was, and I needed her to calm down by herself, not me having her do that.
If only she had her powers and found out about the matebond, then I wouldn't be dying over her and watch her either accept or reject it. I was trying so much just like Orrifin suggested, so that she regains her power, and I hope she does not regret any of her weird actions towards me in the future.
Well, her life was still under probability, and lay in my hands.
I walked to the bed where Irian had mounted as she had always wished and began losing my robe. Heaven knew how irritated I was to be doing this, but this seems to be the easiest for the fae to always submit to me since she doesn't want me with another woman.
“What are you doing?” my dragon growled, taking over my words. “I'm not digging your ass. Just give me a blow job.” I said to her, and she quickly turned around and began getting down from the bed.
I glanced backwards, and my eyes landed on Davina, so I ordered her, “You over there, come closer…”
She hesitated, because I knew how cringe she would find it to watch me get sucked by her fellow woman. Yet, she had no other option than to do so.
Irian knelt before me and simply raised my robe. She wrapped her palm around my phallus and, with just a few strokes, took it down her throat. With her expression, I knew she was finding pleasure in it, and if only my hormones understood how disgusted I felt, they wouldn't even respond to what she was doing.
“Why don't you follow simple orders, Fae slave? Raise that face and watch me…" I roared at her, and she quickly did so, her palms fidgeting at her sides.
I dipped my fingers into Irian's hair and kept yanking my phallus in and out of her mouth. I nearly forgot she was a mortal and needed to breathe with how my body was rapidly responding to her lips.
She moaned amid all those, sparing me glances which were filled with enthusiasm, her palms doing wonders on my scrotum while she swallowed every salty liquid that slipped out on my dickcap.
I didn't relent but kept shoving my shaft harder down her throat even when she needed more breath. I needed to orgasm without fucking her pussyhole, but I doubted it would be possible with the fact that my dragon wasnt responding.
When she tried to take it out, I slapped her cheek and shoved it once again down her throat. Her face turned red, and she finally felt I was punishing her.
“You're going to swallow everything. Do you get it?” I whispered the question to her, and with tears gathering in her eyes, she still nodded. She kept stroking the edge of my cock, and even fondled with my dickball, even amid the pain she was into.
I wondered how much she was pretending and trying to please me, because someone like Davina would have spat out my huge cock and told me plainly that it choked her so much. Yet she took it all in, as though she had wanted it for a long time.
When I couldn't stand the sight of her once again, I pulled away from her and ordered her out. “Just go! I'm not getting satisfied by you…” And there was no lie in my words. With how long she'd taken me, I should have been at the edge of climaxing, yet it was just my hormones stretching with no urge from my dragon.
She wiped her lips, still kneeling. “What do you mean, Sovereign? If this doesn't work for you, then we can try another…
“Get out immediately!!” I commanded and walked towards the bed, still stroking my cock with my palm. I wanted her to leave already so I could get my slave to bend over for me. I could already inhale the scent of her musk, and I saw through her face how much she had endured watching my cock taken by someone else.
I really wanted to give her a chance; at least, she asked for it indirectly. In fact, she watched me claim my betrothed, yet she still got pissed and was craving me. I had a lot to hold against her so she doesn't think I would let her be when she was my soulmate.
Irian stood from the floor and loosened her hair. “You didn't call me to kick me out this way, huh? I really relished your cock, and I could ride you myself until you want no one but me…”
I spared her a glance, “But my dragon doesn't want you. Should I get rid of him?”
Her lips hung open for sometime before she found her words once again. “What about we try? I promise to do better…”
I shook my head, "I'm off the mood. I'll call you next time.” but I wouldn't ever think of that. I was going to make it clear to Davina never to mention her to me or think she would stay away from me.
Even if she doesn't like sex, I was going to make her like it. I would claim her possessively until she had no reason not to want me. I wasn't doing her a favor, nor was she doing one to me. Instead, I was taking what belonged to me, and that was the fact.
“Zaugustus!!” Irian mentioned and I scowled at her. “If you keep doing this, then how are we going to create a family?”
“We are not getting married!!!”
Her face chiseled, and I didn't understand what I said wrong. “What you just did can be done by any lady outside there. And this isn't the first time I'm telling you that the marriage wouldn't work, so why the scowl?”
She said nothing else, but rather shifted her gaze to Davina, who quickly lowered her head.
“Is she the cause of my decision? Should we take count of how many times I mentioned this before my predicament years ago? Why are you making it look like I've been deceiving you? If you happen to be my mate, I wouldn't think twice to choose you…and I keep repeating that I want no one but my mate.” I said with all the anger boiling in me.
I wasn't one of those men that wastes a lady's time, so I'd been ringing this to her ear, and she kept flinging herself around me just so she became the dragon queen, which doesn't suit her.
“Fine!” she said and took a few steps closer to me. “If I'm not going to get married to you, then no one will. You would better have nothing to do with your slave, or I'm going to bring you down, thinking you will replace me with a common, powerless fae,” she growled and quickly turned her back at me.
I stared at her figure, shaking my head, then I said before she vanished, “Thank you for telling me your plans. I also have no reason to hold back on you if you ever attempt what I can't endure.”
She halted and turned around, “Attempt? You think I'm going to hurt anyone? No darling! I'm going to have you beg for my pussy. I'll give you sleepless nights because I'm not with you. You'll soon have to just bend over to smell my musk…and all these will push you into making me your queen. You think there's a woman out there who handles you, if not me? You'd better live without a queen than replace me.”
I scoffed at her. I wasn't shocked to hear all that from her.
“Then you have to spellbind me, Irian.”
“I don't need a spell to get what belongs to me. When I start, you'll beg me to stop…But I won't. As I said, you'll either have me or no one else. All those years of waiting for you are not going to be in vain,” she retorted and teleported out.
It wasn't funny either, because knowing the kind of person she was, she wouldn't relent.
One thing I knew was that she never waited for me. I could mention the whole men who claimed her behind me and how many times it happened. If she weren't an infidel, maybe I should have given her a chance. But neither my dragon nor I share our property with anyone.