Chapter 52 52
IRIAN SHAW.
Not climaxing at any intimacy was one thing I never wanted to experience, yet my betrothed did that to me, claiming that his dragon felt nothing for me and that he had lost interest, after all my efforts to see that he loved what I did with my lips.
If I had the time, I would have gone to the underground pleasure house that people barely talked about. There, I would rarely meet anyone who knew me so well.
I had lost count of the men I had ridden my pussy on, and the ones who possessed me for some time. And I was sure Dragon Sovereign didn't know about it, or he would be rushing to have me all to himself. If I weren't the kind of woman with that juicy pussy, how would all those men rush to me?
Even my fellow women who had sucked my cunt confessed how I tasted so good and that Dragon Sovereign was so lucky to have me.
Just once, when I tasted what his cock was like, he lost interest…But I knew he was lying, because I was the one who ended any intimacy, while the men begged.
I went straight home and called on my handmaid. She rushed in, and I had her help loosen the ropes of my gown.
“Lock the door…” I said to her, and she quickly did.
Normally, she knew why I made such an order, and so she didn't need me to start explaining what she was expected to do to her lady.
I sat comfortably on the couch, my legs spread apart, while I ran my fingers in my cunt.
She knelt before me, licking her lips and her throat bobbling from her swallowed saliva. “You're so juicy, my lady,” she commented, and I slowly took my fingers from myself. She was one of those who craved to have me; she had to beg for it when she smelled my musk several times and craved it, and since she was bisexual, I let her have my cunt each time I craved her tongue.
Not for once had she left me unsatisfied. Several times, when the other servants got jealous of how close she was to me, my father tried to sack her, and I insisted she wasn't leaving. If she left, who would have me orgasm with just her tongue? She was older than I was, so beautiful, and had a great skill in it.
With my powers, I sealed the room with soundproofing, because I knew I was going to lose control over her job once again.
She kept rolling her tongue on my clit while I dipped my fingers into her hair. She spared me sexy glances, doing wonders with her tongue, until she slid her finger into my cunt.
I gasped several times, holding onto the couch as my body reacted. My breath became ragged. I wanted her to never stop.
“My lady, you taste so good…” she commented and continued thrusting her two fingers in and out of my cunt. “You could just let out those moans, okay. I'm definitely here to take them all.”
One wouldn't even believe she was my servant when we were on this, because she always dominated over me and made me crave for her tongue so much.
There was no punishment on her bigger than fingerfucking myself before her eyes and not letting her have a taste. She longed for my musk like it was a meal, and most times, I even woke up with her all over me, suckling my nipples or rolling her finger on my cunt.
I had wet dreams most times when she didn't stop taking me and having me convulse under her touch.
She stood up and quickly stripped before me. Watching her big oranges, I couldn't stand not having a taste and taking her nipples into my mouth. I moaned amid my suckling as she stroked my clit constantly, still groaning from my actions on her.
To even say that most of my female friends were bisexual too, yet none tasted so good as her. The one time we had a foursome, I regretted it as my partner couldn't even make me climax when she boasted of how good she was.
One person I'd heard of was Perrin, a fire dragon too. They say she was selective of the females she claimed, and didn't choose more than one at a time. That being said, she doesn't stand cheating on her, especially with a fellow female.
I'd tried so many times to have the female get a touch on me, even if it meant drugging her to lose her senses…but she never gave a damn about me.
Soon, I was repositioned, and my servant kept tribbing her cunt against mine, holding my legs higher in the air. I couldn't hold back my moans at how fast she was rubbing our cunt together, until I cummed so hard all over the place.
“Want another?” she asked, pressing my swollen clit.
I licked my lips and nodded. “Why wouldn't I when you're so good?”
“Just for you; no one else,” she said as always, and I knew damn well she stood by those words.
I wouldn't mind sharing her with anyone else, unless she doesn't want to.
Her hips bounced faster against mine, her clit rubbed mine until I cummed all over the second time, then she leaned towards my face and kissed me deeply on the lips. “If you get married, I'm going to miss this,” she muttered and took my hardened nipple into her mouth.
I caressed her hair, moaning uncontrollably amid gritted teeth.
Who said getting married would stop me from getting satisfied? There was a different feeling that came from climaxing from her touch and being penetrated.
She climbed off my body, and when she saw the juices all over my honeypot, began eating them up.
I groaned aloud, losing my energy as she did that with utmost hunger. She spared me a glance, her tongue moving from one corner to the other, until she decided to take me through another round.
My eyes shut tight once I felt a heavy contraction slam my abdomen. She thrusted her fingers into my tight cunt and didn't mind how it wrapped around her fingers, yet rode in and out of me like she owned every bit of me.
I lost my voice as I reached the peak. And with how my clit throbbed, she stuck his tongue on it, sucking it hungrily until my whole body dropped.
Without being told, she prepared my bathing water, got my dress ready, and then left the room.
I was so weak and managed to freshen up. One thing to never happen was to lose her, because even if I were to become the dragon queen, she would still serve me.
It wouldn't take the whole day to have her do this, even if it were twice or thrice a week. That way, I would feel okay.
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When I was told that my father had returned home, I went to him to discuss Dragon Sovereign once again. I made it known to him how disrespectful I felt towards his Sovereignity, and that I was not set to lose him to another woman just yet, unless neither of the plans worked out.
He arched his brows and stared at me for some time, then nodded. “You know how much I have tried, but I will meet with the High Flame lord once again about this. Since he doesn't want that fae female and her brother executed, we will need to take another measure, which will be in our hands.”
I loved the idea, and I hoped whatever measure they would take would be beneficial.
“Looks like the presence of that fae female worsened things for us. And it's so bad that no one knows how they even met, so the best thing is to take care of that girl first. We don't need him to make his declarations anymore. The fae is weak and would be easily taken care of. What do you think?”
I rolled my eyes and nodded, “Then it's of no use reaching to the High flame lord. What if he suddenly betrays us?”
“That's good! Leave it all to me,” he put up a smile, and I nodded happily.