Pretty Painful by K.A Knight
Nyre
Mishal instantly gives up control at her breathless plea, letting me surge forward and fill his human form. It used to be strange to me, but now this form is more familiar to me than my own dragon form. I ache to soar the skies again, to stretch my wings and explore the world, but these chains and men keep me trapped here, trapped inside him, for now. But I know something not even Mishal knows—you cannot keep a dragon chained for long. I will be free, and when I am, I will burn this world to the ground for harming me and mine.
My mate stretches out across my knee, her glowing eyes, so bright like mine, staring back, filled with trust and a softness neither me nor Mishal are used to. Even Mishal’s brothers were not soft or loving. They had different ways of showing they cared, but Dabria is all soft and all mine. Mishal nudges me and I almost laugh, reminding me that she is both his and mine. She wears her heart in her eyes for everyone to see, and it just means I will have to fight that much harder to protect it.
“Dabria,” I growl. Even my voice changes when I take over, deeper and more of a growl than Mishal’s human version.
She shivers at it and I scent her need in the air. My mate will want for nothing, I will make sure of it. Right now, she needs Mishal’s human body and blood, so she can have it. She can have everything. “Morpian,” I growl. She blinks in confusion and I grin, flashing teeth. “Mine,” I translate.
“Nyre,” she moans, not Mishal, but my name like a prayer. Her tongue rolling over it, making it hers.
“Yes, mi cielo?” I reply, stroking my thumb across her lips.
“Fuck me,” she demands.
I don’t tell her this is my first time. I’ve watched Mishal with her enough to know what she likes and what she doesn’t like. When he told her about the way I wanted her…she was turned on and I know she’s thinking about that now. Her fangs are out and her sweet smelling musk fills the air, only getting stronger when I stroke my thumb across her hardening nipple absentmindedly.
“Nyre,” she warns. So needy is my mate.
“I’m going to fuck your tight little ass. That’s what you want, don’t you, mi cielo?” I whisper, taking her nipple in my mouth and sucking.
She arches into me, grabbing my hair and yanking me closer. “Yes, fuck yes, Nyre, please,” she chants.
Laying her back on the floor, I play with her nipple with my teeth before moving to the other, my fingers finding her wet heat. She is already dripping for me, coating my fingers in her cream, but I’m not like Mishal. I don’t do gentle as much as she would probably want me to. I thrust three fingers into her pussy, forcing her to stretch around them. A moan escapes from her throat as she fights to get closer or further away, I don’t know. I don’t care. There is no escaping me.
Be nice, Mishal warns, but I grin against her breast, knowing she doesn’t want nice, not this time. She wants me to fuck her hard and fast, she wants it rough, she wants me to break her. Yanking my fingers out, I push them back in through her wet heat. I fuck her with them hard, clamping my teeth down on her nipple, and she screams as she comes, her body shaking against me as she holds my fingers tight in her pussy. Rubbing her clit with my thumb, I don’t let her relax, I build her back up again. I force her higher, biting the other nipple as I pull out my fingers and move them down to her other hole. She freezes but I growl against her.
“Relax, mi cielo,” I demand.
Moving down her body, I part her thighs and lie between them, forcing Mishal’s big, human shoulders there as I lick her pussy. Fuck, she does taste sweet, so delicious. Licking her clit, I rub my fingers around her other hole, wetting it before I slowly push one finger in to the knuckle, fighting past the tight muscles.
She gasps, stilling beneath me as I lash her clit and leave my finger in her tight ass. I let her adjust to it, and soon she is groaning in my arms again, pushing her pussy to my face. Adding another finger, I slowly fuck her ass with them, stretching her, trying to get her ready to have my big, fat cock in this tight little hole. I quickly add another and she groans, pushing her pussy harder against me.
“Do you like my fingers in your ass, mi cielo?” I growl.
Her head rolls against the floor, her neck arches, and her mouth opens. Her chest is flushed and her nipples hard, and I can’t help but think she looks like a goddamn queen right now. She has a god worshipping between her thighs, giving her everything she needs, and she takes it all, demanding more. Dipping my tongue in her pussy, I lap at her juices, while fucking her ass harder with my fingers until she moans again, and her pussy begins fluttering against my tongue as her ass clenches around my fingers.
I pull out of her and flip her over in one move so that her delicious, peachy ass is in the air. Yanking her hips higher, I drag her to me and rub my cock along her pussy as she braces herself on the floor with her arms, her head hanging down, and her hair obscuring her face. Winding my hand through her hair, I tug her head up and force it to the side so I can grin at her. Her fangs have cut into her lips, her eyes dazed, and her face is slack with pleasure.
“You’re not done yet, are you, mi cielo? I thought you wanted me to fuck this tight little ass with my huge cock?” I challenge, thrusting against her so she can feel the length. She mumbles, pushing back slightly, and her breathing picks up again. Leaning over her, I bite her shoulder with no warning and she screams, pushing back harder as she chants my name. Oh yes, my little mate loves teeth.
“I want to feel your ass squeezing the come from my cock,” I whisper, licking at the bite mark on her shoulder, knowing it will scar. The mating mark, Mishal groans in my head, but I know he is just pissed he hasn’t done that yet. “I want to fill you with it until it drips down into your pussy. I want you begging for my come,” I growl, laving the mark with my tongue.
She’s rubbing herself on me now and I can feel the wetness on her thighs, coating my cock with her cream as she tries to get me to fuck her. Pressing back up, I grab my cock and rub it all along her pussy until it’s nice and wet, then I line it up with her entrance and slam home in one, smooth thrust. She starts to fight me, thrashing, and clawing at my hands and arms, so I settle along her back and twist her head, kissing her hard.
She bites my tongue, mixing my blood with our kiss, and it makes her wild. “Too full,” she moans into my mouth.
“You will fucking take it,” I order, gripping her chin as I pull back and slam back in, forcing her to accept me.
She nods, her eyes on me as I fuck her tight, little pussy. I can feel another orgasm rising within her, those little noises driving me wild as we find a rhythm. Just before she can come, I pull out and she whines.
“Nyre!” she yells, trying to push back to get my cock into her.
Gripping her hip with one hand, I spank her cheek, leaving a red imprint. She gasps, stilling her movements, and I rub my palm across the mark, taking away the sting. “You get me when I’m ready,” I warn, but she moans and pushes back again, so I slap her ass twice more, one on each cheek.
Admiring the red handprints staining the plush globes, I lean down and lick along them, loving the salty taste of her skin.
“Please, Nyre,” she begs, trying to sit up, but I place my palm flat on her back and push her head down.
Spanking her again and again, I listen as she cries out, loving the pain. “If you carry on, you won’t be able to sit down for a week,” I caution, rubbing the sting of my hits away.
With my cock nice and wet, I press it to her other hole, loving how she whimpers but keeps still for me. Pushing in slowly, I stop every few inches and let her breathe, pushing through the tightness until eventually, I’m buried balls deep in her ass. She pushes back, forcing me deeper, but I still her movements.
“Nyre,” she demands, her voice breathless. “If you don’t fucking move, I’m going to—” She gasps as I pull out and drive back into her.
Holding on to both hips, I push into her hard and fast, forcing her to take my brutal thrusts. She does, pushing back, begging for more.
“Mi cielo, I can feel you around my cock, so tight, so perfect,” I praise, letting go of my restraints, knowing I can’t hurt her. She would just heal herself.
“Yes, Nyre, God, yes,” she begs, pushing back as I fuck her wildly.
My fingers cut into her hips, almost denting them as I power into her again and again. Growling, I let go of her hip and grab her throat, hauling her up so her back meets my chest, never stopping my thrusts. She moans and I grip her throat, biting at her again to hold her still as I fuck her. She bucks against me and whimpers come from the back of her throat.
She screams as she comes and I shove her back down again, chasing my building release.
“Nyre, please, fuck, I want to feel you come inside me,” she pleads.
With a roar, I pound into her twice more before stilling, my come filling her ass as she moans. I grin as I let Mishal have control again, feeling his impatience to mark and play with his mate.
She is made for us, she is perfect, I tell him, before I curl back up inside him, satisfied and sleepy.
