Georgie and Her Dragon Read Online Free PDF

I need
grown up-help. I need to know ...”
    Theo swallowed down a lump of lust the size
of the neighboring shire. “Look, sweetheart...you shouldn’t...I
mean...what you’re doing...”
    She was swaying slowly against him, her ass
grazing his scales in just the right spot to drive him frickin’
nuts. Her hand moved. “It feels sooooo good when I do this.”
    “Does it?” His voice croaked and he cleared
his throat. “Uh, well, that’s good then. Just keep doing it.” And please wake up or shoot me and put me out of my
misery .
    “Oooh, yeah. Good idea.” She kept doing it .
    With his finely tuned sense of dragon-smell,
he could scent the flowering of her arousal, pungent and fresh and
tangy as it burgeoned from her cunt.
    Theo ached. Ached for a release he could not
have, ached for the girl who was not his to claim and basically
just fucking ached . This was torture of the worst kind, an
unfair punishment for all the years he’d shared her dreams of dolls
and birthday parties.
    In spite of his physical turmoil, he
couldn’t look away. Perhaps - perhaps if she kept it up he could
poof out of her dreams and back into his own - human - self. He
crossed one set of claws, bit down on his arousal and curled
himself around her, hiding her from prying eyes.
    He didn’t want to shock the owls, after
all.
    She sighed and shivered. “God, I like this.
But I need - something.”
    “Yeah.” It was a growl, and Theo’s tongue
drooped from the side of his mouth accidentally catching her on the
thigh. She jumped.
    “Do that again. Higher.”
    Oh fucking shit . “I can’t.”
    “Yes you can. You’re my dream dragon. You do
anything I say.” She opened her eyes and frowned at him. “It’s the
rules and you know it.”
    “God, you can be a bitch when you want to,
can’t you?” Theo frowned back.
    “I need , Theo. Quit fucking around.
Obey me.”
    Theo was torn. None of this was real - it
was all some sort of magical dream manifestation. He knew damn well
that he was sleeping in his roost and she was miles away in her
school bed.
    She moaned.
    Okay - correction. She was miles away moaning in her school bed. With one hand between her legs
and the other now tugging on her hard nipples.
    Fucking hell . What had he ever done
to deserve this except schputz over a fairy?
    He watched, gaze glued to her pussy, as she
found the right spot and the right pressure. It was a beautiful
sight.
    “Give me your tongue, dammit. Now .”
For once, she was every inch the royal Princess issuing a
command.
    Her eyes were closed and she panted, working
herself faster each second. Lost, Theo succumbed and obeyed. One
fork of his tongue gingerly reached out, smoothed up her thigh and
delicately flicked her clit.
    She screamed and disappeared, leaving Theo
with the most wonderful flavor of hot, wet Georgie on his taste
buds.
    He licked his lips, savoring her. “Hmm. Not
in the least bit like tuna.”
    It was sweet, the sweetest taste he could
ever remember. And it did awfully painful things to his loins. Or
the place where loins were supposed to be.
    Dragons, of course, didn’t have such mundane
things as loins . Possessed of scales that varied in
thickness from a thumb to half a sequoia, dragons had a “pouch” -
also heavily armored - where their “loins”, for want of a better
word, were protected from things like spears, rocks and the
occasional poorly judged landing amongst sharp and spiky trees.
    Theo’s pouch was bulging uncomfortably,
about a yard of aroused dragon cock coiled within. It was even
worse than the hard-on he’d acquired after peeking in on a bachelor
party in the castle basement a couple of years before.
    The host had swiped a porn movie from
someplace and Theo had gotten an eyeful of some really well-endowed
human females doing some pretty hot things to their mates. The
dragon side of him was merely curious. It was the human side that
screamed “ yikes ” and developed a rather intense case of lust
that