Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Oh, my god, hell yeah, daddy, listen to that guy,” one of the girl gamers giggles. “I want one. How do you get one?”
Ornix looks up, slightly confused, his eyes narrowed in the direction of the one who spoke, which only makes her giggle hysterically and fall back into the crowd.
Is the fact that humans are full horny for dragons going to solve this problem? It might. It really might. This is the first time I have felt hope since the whole situation started to explode.
“Ow!” I gasp as he smacks my ass hard enough to get my attention.
“Look at me, Melissa. You’re in trouble.”
“I don’t care. I had to do this to keep everyone safe, so you can do what you want to me, and I’ll take it.”
“You’re damn right you’ll take it,” he growls at me. “Nobody here matters as much as you do. You are everything to me. I would let this realm and the next and the next after that collapse into ruin before I let so much as a hair on your head be harmed.”
“I couldn’t even get the last guy I dated to call me an Uber home,” one of the girls mutters.
“It’s giving daddy energy, big daddy dragon,” someone else practically purrs.
I was worried about fighting, but it seems like fucking is going to be the far bigger problem. The energy around us is getting kind of intense, like people are really into this.
Ornix props his leg up on a rock and swings me over his thigh, throwing up the dress I enchanted and exposing my bare ass to everybody.
“You’re a badly behaved, disobedient little whelp and you are going to get what you deserve,” he says, bringing his palm down on my ass with a hard slap.
My yowl is pitiful, as are all the other sounds that follow it. Ornix is not playing. He spanks my ass as hard as he ever has, whipping me so soundly that it feels as though my skin is starting to singe underneath his punishing palm.
“Humans in my realm will be obedient, or they will be punished. Line up with my soldiers to receive your punishments,” he says. “You may pick the soldier, or you will be assigned to someone who will take you to task for the troubles you’ve collectively caused.”
I kick and struggle and squirm as Ornix dominates the raid group into submitting to his rule. Not everyone is going to go down easy, but I bet a lot of them will go down. Hard.
“Lemme up!”
“No. You stay where you are. You stop trying to fix everything. You let me handle it. I am tired of having to chase you around because you do not trust me to take care of you. You’re not used to it, and you keep rejecting it, and I will not have it. You are going to be punished thoroughly for this. I hope you enjoyed the flight, little one, because your wings are about to be clipped.”
A shiver of desire runs through me as Ornix threatens me. I enjoy this far too much. That’s my problem. Every time I disobey my mate, I get a thrill that is so intensely sexual I could almost come.
The gamers are being corralled now, and I know a lot of them are about to enjoy some serious dragon dicking. The girls especially are in trouble, but there’s plenty of guys who are going to be picked up by the female soldiers. Dragons don’t differentiate by sex as much as humans do sometimes.
We’re all in big fucking trouble. Me especially, because Ornix’s fingers are running over my cheeks and between my legs, covering my sex with a gentle, yet firm touch, finding my wetness and taking full advantage of it with a soft probing insistence.
He’s going to fuck me here. I can tell. I’m going to be put over…
He lifts me up and tosses me over a big rock, spreading my legs with a swift motion of his leg.
“Ornix!”
“What? You want modesty? Privacy? When you make your disobedience so public? I do not think so. All may bear witness to your breeding, whelp.”
He presses up behind me and I guess logically I kind of know nobody can really see what is happening, but my pussy is dripping and his cock is hardening and I know that he is not…
“Look at him fucking shifting. It’s so fucking cool.”
I can feel him growing behind me, casting a taller shadow over me, and I know that he has slipped from the disguise that allows him to pretend he is human and instead is now in his dragonkin form, which means his cock is bigger, thicker, and scaled.
The sound I make as he presses inside me in a shallow thrust is nothing short of animal.
“Getting spanked and fucked in front of your little human gamer friends, aren’t you,” he purrs in my ear. “Such a naughty girl, never listening to me. Always going out of your way to find the biggest trouble you can possibly get into.”