Chapter 43 43
DAVINA ELM.
Hours later, I was walking around the garden, checking on the flowers and plucking the ones I loved. I found so many flowers I didn't know existed, and I knew Ofelia would love them when I gave them to her.
I recalled that my brother could finally be back, so I had to bundle some for him too. I could already picture how he would smile at me and pat my head like he always did. River was so sweet, and losing him would trigger the demon in me.
Smiling sheepishly, I turned around with the flowers, only to come face to face with Dragon Sovereign. Quickly, I turned around, my eyeballs almost falling out of their sockets. Every scene from hours ago began descending in my mind again, how he kissed me so deeply until I felt my undies soaked up.
The flowers dropped to the floor, and I covered my lips. How did I end up spreading my legs for him? What was all that he was doing to me with his finger and tongue? I shook my head, as though coming back to reality, and then I took a hard gulp.
As I turned around with my head held high, he said, causing my lips to hang amid the words that were about to leave my lips. “Those flowers aren't following you out of here. If you take it out, it will die off and disappear from your palms.”
I was shocked to hear that and picked up the flowers again. “Why? Is it because…
“This is another realm, Vina. A supernatural realm that doesn't exist,” he explained, closing the distance between us. He took the flower from me, smelled it, and tossed it back into the garden. “Everything you're seeing here isn't real. I created them with my magic, so they'll disappear soon.”
I licked my lips and nodded, then tried to get away from him, only to notice he was holding me by my waist already. I looked up to him and then at his arms, “Dragon Sovereign, is there any problem?”
“Am I not supposed to ask that?”
“No! I owe that question because of everything you did to me…
“Didn't you enjoy them?” he cut me short, having me lost in my own delusion.
I did enjoy them, even heaven knew damn well that I did. I loved how he sucked my nipples, then my honeypot, and how he slid his joystick into my hole several times. Words couldn't tell how I felt, but although I felt so ashamed recalling all those, I still wanted more of it.
For the first time, I knew what it meant to go intimate. I wasn't a virgin any longer, and I would hide it from Ofelia, or she would be so mad at me. If I owed anyone my virginity, shouldn't it be my husband? But I had just gotten so lost that I let my master take what does not belong to him…yet my body wanted more, because I felt how my clit retracted at the thought of all that.
“If you don't, then I'm not going to…
“No!” I really didn't know when that word left my lips, but I was telling the truth about how I felt. “Uhm, I'm sorry. But, can I stay away from…
“Never!” he said calmly, and before I could get it, his lips crashed onto mine once again.
I was supposed to fight it and not let it repeat itself. Instead, I cupped his face with my palm, kissing him back with so much pleasure swelling in me.
This time, he didn't teleport, but simply carried me up, my legs crossed around his waist, while we still kissed each other. I didn't bother asking where he was taking me to, because I already knew. And once he set me down, I felt the softness of the mattress again.
I felt my nipple become hard, longing to get into his mouth once again. I needed him to do all those he did initially.
But, he suddenly got away from me, although his eyes were still locked with mine.
“Are you sure you want this? If not, I'm not going to force you,” he said, staring so pitifully.
I bit my lower lip and sat up. Nodding could simply look like I was only trying to please him, so I began undressing before his eyes.
He already deflowered me, so there was nothing else left. If he wanted to own and possess me, then I would let him do that because I loved it.
Once I stripped totally, I got my hands on his robe as well and began stripping him. He let me do that until my eyes landed on his hardened cock, standing erect between his legs. I bit my lower lip, recalling how it rode me the other time.
It looked so beautiful, or maybe because I was already overwhelmed with lust. But I couldn't resist wrapping my palm around it, and he let me, just tucking my hair behind my ears. “Sovereign, there are women who take this into their mouths. Do you think it's proper?” I'd seen it once and read it in books, too.
He chuckled, “But your lips aren't too wide to contain it. It grows bigger where it finds solace.”
“Then my lips could stretch…”
“I don't think you can handle it.” He said and I pouted.
I was up to a hundred years old, so if a human of twenty-two could do it, why couldn't I?
“Sovereign, if you look down on me, then you shouldn't possess me,” I said, avoiding his gaze.
He brushed his thumb on my lips and whispered to me, his voice laced with lust and possession. “I just don't think you have the stamina yet, because you could lose breath in the process.”
“Then, are you going to have another woman do it? If you're going to possess me, then it's me alone.” and I meant it, because I do not even care if he was engaged. If he were serious towards his betrothed, he wouldn't be doing this to me, and for someone like me, who was so selfish when it came to sharing a man, I wouldn't stand him possessing his betrothed. “I will be the only one to touch you, and you claim me. So, could you let me get used to it?”
He kissed my lips once more, stared me deep in the eyes, and nodded. “I'm going to teach you all the dirty things you need to know, because I'm all yours.”
If this was a sin against the goddess mother of the faes, then I ask her to forgive me now and the ones I have yet to do. If she didn't want me doing this to a dragon, then she shouldn't have let him take me with him when she could have handled him.
I remembered everything I saw and read, so I got to my knees while he sat on the mattress due to his height. I knelt between his legs, stared at the breathing cock, which was already covered in veins, then I wrapped my right palm around it.
He held my hair backwards, so it didn't cover my face, while I stroked his cock, from the top to the bottom, continuously.
The sight of it alone made me feel so wet underneath. I didn't know I was a slut until now, because I developed that hunger for his manhood to get into my damped pink hole and cause my legs to quiver.
Soon, I leaned my head lower and rolled my tongue on his dickcap steadily, until I tasted the salty, colorless liquid that gushed out of it.
I looked up to him, watching his throat bobble, so I bent low and had his lengthy, huge cock into my mouth. It was full, and as he said, my mouth widened and took its size. But it was so long that it went down my throat, and I choked up.