Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King

Of all the things Kael expected to happen tonight, being questioned about his sexual competency by a naked woman holding his hand against her clit while glowing gold was not on the list.

Rewind nine minutes before this, Kael Ashenvale was very stressed and very horny. Between his dragon and Luminari bullshit, he was fighting a war for control and losing spectacularly.

New runes were forming on his skin where they touched, each one locking his control down another notch and turning the heat up another degree.

He had approximately three seconds of dignity remaining.

”Nope. Nope, no—”

His words stopped cold as another wave of that scent rolled over him. She kept doing that.

”Oh, come on—”

If there had been a soundtrack, the record would have scratched right here. Future Kael would look back on this exact second and call it the point of no return.

”Fuck, you smell so goddamn good, baby.”

Something took control, and his finger was back inside of her, harder this time, punishing him for trying to leave. He shifted her up further on his chest so he could touch her clit from behind too. It was either her subconscious, his dragon, or the Luminari light. He wasn’t sure at this point.

The second his thumb made contact, the light surged brighter.

His dragon rumbled in approval.

Yes. This is correct.

He couldn’t have stopped if he wanted to. She pushed back against his hand, this time with a soft, needy sound that made him groan. The white light was full-on pulsing in time with his fingers and her hip movements.

”You like that. I know you do. I want to do that to you with my cock. That’s it... give it to me.”

Her pussy spasmed hard around his fingers for a second time, her unconscious body milking him as if begging to be filled. More white light flooded into Kael.

Then she spoke, clear as day, but the voice was not her own.

”Taste her. Let her light feed you.”

”Mother of...” Kael panted. ”Do I have a choice?”

Rhetorical question. The answer was no. This was fucked up and ungodly hot in equal measure. The runes blazed brighter on both of their bodies. More of them were forming on his arms and torso.

Round three. Whatever the hell kept controlling him did it again. At dragon speed, he was behind her, pulling her ass up and his mouth was on her pussy.

She tasted better than she smelled if that were possible. He groaned, eyes rolling in the back of his head as he rubbed her clit and fucked her with his tongue.

The noises she started to make were not helping. Kael had no say in this, but fuck, he liked it when she made those sounds. He wanted to make her moan his name as loud as possible.

He held her still as she writhed. Every stroke of his tongue and press of his thumb sent a mirrored jolt of pleasure through his body and he could feel her orgasm rising.

Her climax hit like a battering ram. He felt it in his own body, even stronger than it was the first two times. He almost came from the sheer intensity. The flow of the light ran like a waterfall instead of a faucet, and he drank all of it like a man possessed. To be fair, he was. Aware but not steering the ship. That still counts as possessed. Shut up.

When he pulled away, his eyes were full dragon and his chest was heaving.

”This isn’t her,” he rasped to himself and his dragon. ”I want her.”

That’s when he noticed the wounds on her back were healing in real time. Barely, but he could tell from the edges that were not covered in bandages. He glanced down at his own chest, the runes were gone, and he watched his bruises fade slowly.

Then she was up on the bed. Her eyes were glowing pure gold.

”Guinevere?”

She was completely naked. Kael’s eyes dropped for a split second to her breasts and body, then immediately snapped back up to her face.

She grabbed his hand, and placed it in between her legs on her heat.

Blood thrummed in his ears and a noise escaped his throat that sounded a lot like a cry.

”Your heart rate suggests extreme nervousness. Have you ever successfully completed this act with a living partner before?” The tone of possessed Guinevere was polite and slightly confused.

Kael Ashenvale, military strategist, dragon warrior, survivor of death itself, opened his mouth and absolutely nothing came out. She was asking him if he’d had sex before.

”Have I ever— yes. Fucking yes. I have done this before. I am very good at this.”

She tilted her head the other direction. ”Your physiological response contradicts that claim.”

”My physiological response is because your hand is on my hand and my hand is on your— I am not defending my sexual history to a possessed woman.”

”I am not possessed. I am assisting. Your hesitation suggests inexperience.”

”I am not hesitating. I am processing. There is a goddamn difference.”

”Your pupils are dilated. Your breathing is irregular. Your hand is trembling.”

”BECAUSE OF THE SITUATION. Not because I don’t know what I’m doing.”

”Interesting.” She studied his face. ”How many partners?”

”That is none of your—why does that matter right now?”

”Data informs expectation.”

”Data informs—this isn’t a goddamn briefing. This is you’re naked and glowing and asking me for my body count. What the hell is happening.”

”I am calibrating.”

”Calibrating WHAT?”

”Whether to guide you or let you proceed independently.”

Kael stared at her for three full seconds. ”I don’t need guidance.”

”Your hand is still stationary.”

”STOP MONITORING MY HAND.”

Kael’s dragon made a noise that was absolutely a laugh. He was going to murder his own dragon when this was over.

”It’s okay. You don’t need to lie, Young Dragon. I will guide you.”

”I don’t need you to—”

With one unnatural shove, Kael found himself flat on his back looking up at the ceiling.

She followed him down, crawling between his thighs and taking him into her mouth in one smooth, controlled motion.

”Oh fuck... I thought she was a virgin when Maddox bought her. Virgins don’t deepthroat. Fuck...don’t stop, baby. Oh fuck. I love it.”

She released his dick to look at him.

”She was a virgin up until a few weeks ago. Do not expect the same excellence from her as I because we are not the same. I am the light that has lived inside Goddess-chosen Luminari queens since before your species had wings.”

Kael shook his head once. Twice. ”This is not a group project. Get the hell out of her.”

”You are louder than anticipated. First-time performance anxiety is common in your species, Young Dragon. I will wait while you work through your feelings.”

”This is NOT my first time.”

”Worry not. I will adjust my expectations down accordingly.”

”Adjusting DOWN?”

”You seem sensitive about this. Noted.”

”Stop taking notes. Whatever you’re noting, un-note it.”

”Your reaction is providing helpful additional data.”

”Put her back. Right now. This is not a timeshare.”

”I am beginning to understand why your bond has taken the longest.”