He slept lightly, waking only an hour or two later, judging by the placement of the moon in the sky. Georgie's warm hand had settled right on his cock, cupping it softly in her sleep. There was nothing soft about Caddoc, though. His body was fully aroused, and hunger pounded through his bloodstream. He shifted his hips, rubbing against her satiny palm.
"Caddoc?" His movement must have woken her. He turned his head to see Georgie staring up at him.
"Sorry, my sweet. I didn't mean to wake you."
"I don't mind." Her hand curled around his straining shaft. "You...want me again?"
"It seems that way." He groaned as she tightened her grip and stroked him.
Georgie sat up beside him, studying him intently in the dim light of the fire and the moon. "What you did for me earlier - with your mouth. Does that work the other way? Can I..."
Holy hell. Just imagining her sweet mouth sucking him made his shaft pulse and his ballocks go tight. "Yes, it works. But only if you're certain you want to."
"I am." She leaned over him, and her hair tickled his abdomen and hips. "But I'm not sure what to do."
"Use your hand on the lower part and take the tip inside your mouth." Entranced by her willingness to please, he lifted his head to watch.
"I see." She lowered her face to his groin and ran a line of kisses from his navel down to the leaking tip of his penis. Her tongue darted out to lick away a droplet of fluid, making Caddoc moan and fall back against the pillows. "You taste salty, and a little bitter, but somehow...just right." She licked all the way around the head, then cautiously sucked it inside the incredible wet heat of her mouth.
"Georgie," he moaned. He placed his hand over hers as she pumped his shaft, showing her how to pleasure him best. As he'd expected, she was an apt pupil, squeezing with just the right pressure and following his lead perfectly as to speed. Soon he was pumping his hips, fucking her mouth as her lips caressed the underside of his crown.
"Suck, sweetling. Please suck me."
Immediately she responded with a gentle suction that gradually increased and matched the tempo of her hand. Caddoc's entire body responded to the overwhelming pleasure of having Georgie suckle his cock. His spine bowed and his fingers clenched in the blanket.
He meant to stop before he spewed down her throat. Surely that was too much to ask of his virginal mate, but his orgasm blasted through him with such speed and force he didn't have time. All he could do was shout her name and fist one hand in her hair, holding her to him as he spurted jet after jet of hot semen into her lovely mouth.
Long moments later, he fell limply back against the mattress, utterly spent. Georgie continued to surprise him. Rather than gag, or spit his seed out, she swallowed over and over, caressing him with her rippling throat muscles. When he was done, she eased her mouth off of him and daintily licked him clean. Finally, she straddled his hips and brushed a strand of hair off his face. Her wet pussy rested on his limp shaft, drenching him as she rubbed against it.
"Are you all right?" Her forehead furrowed in concern. "Did I do something wrong?"
His laugh was a hoarse rasp. "Not a thing. I merely fear I've died of pleasure." He lifted his arms around her and brought her head down for a long, thorough kiss. The taste of his seed on her lips and tongue caused him to harden again - or perhaps it was the liquid glide of her parted lower lips sliding along his cock.
"I want to feel you inside me again," she told him when they broke the kiss to gasp for breath. "Does that make me a horrible wanton?"
"It makes you a fucking dream come true," he growled, claiming her mouth again. While his tongue sought out every hollow of her mouth, he shifted her hips up and positioned his renewed erection at the mouth of her channel. He guided her hips down, impaling himself once again in her heat. "Ride me, Georgie. Take your pleasure from me this time."
His hands were on her hips, guiding her movements until she found her rhythm. Using one elbow to prop himself up, he watched her heavy breasts bounce as she rode him. He caught one puckered nipple between his lips and sucked deeply, causing her to cry out and dig her fingers into the flesh of his shoulder, where she'd braced her hands for support.
He couldn't believe he was already close to coming again. Not when just moments ago he'd been sure she'd drained him dry. More benefits of the mating frenzy, he supposed in that corner of his mind still capable of thought. But physiology wasn't responsible for everything he felt. Most of it was simply Georgie. He wanted her more than he'd ever known was possible. He was suffused with a need to claim her, to make her his in every conceivable way.
"Caddoc!" She cried out his name and held herself still as she found her pleasure.
The pulsing of her passage around him milked another climax from Caddoc as well. He shoved himself up into her as deeply as possible and released. Bright spots of lights swam in front of his vision as he flooded her again with his seed. She gripped him with her thighs and hands, clutched at him with her vaginal walls, and sobbed her relief.
"We're going to kill each other," he murmured into her hair after she'd collapsed against his chest.
"Hmmm. What a wonderful way to go. If the villagers knew this was what happened, the maidens would be lining up to be chosen for the sacrifice."
"But none of them would have tempted the dragon." He shifted and sat, cradling her in his lap. "Only you. Any of the others would simply have been relocated to one of my estates in Wales or Scotland, and found work suitable to their upbringing."