Tabula Rasa (Dragon Erotica): Sleeping Dragons #2 Read Online Free PDF Page B

enough to leave her poised on the razor’s edge of orgasm, then slid down. In a long sweep, he parted her with his tongue, following the length of her wet slit and beyond. A second later Eben moaned behind her. His hips bucked so hard if she hadn’t been impaled on his cock, she might have been dislodged from his lap.
    Roka gripped her hips to steady her. Then he lifted her, slowly raising her up along Eben’s cock. She let him control the rise and fall, following the fascinated roving of his eyes as he watched Eben’s cock sink deep into her. Roka raised her up again, his eyes still focused tightly on where they were joined. He bent his head and his long, beautiful tongue went back to work with fervent intent, but she was beyond holding back. With another swipe of his tongue against her throbbing clit, the barrier against her orgasm fell away and she plunged into the abyss.
    Eben let out an incoherent cry. After one violent thrust up into her, she felt his climax flood her with pulsing heat. His arms wrapped around her and pulled her back against him tightly while his hips continued moving for a few more strokes.
    Her own sweet finale was only just subsiding when she finally opened her eyes to look down. Roka’s white hair and majestic horns were all she saw. His tongue still teased alternately between her pussy lips and over the delicate, pink sack of Eben’s balls.
    Roka stood and reached out a hand to her. It was such an incongruous gesture after what he’d just done she wasn’t quite sure how to respond, but after a second she reached up and laid her palm on his. In a swift motion he pulled her to him, wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her up as though she weighed nothing.
    Hot, smooth lips found hers, and his tongue demanded entry. The flavor on him made her moan. Salty-sweet and just a little spicy, like some exotic cocktail. Was that what she and Eben tasted like?
    His cock pressed hard against her hip, and with both hands, he lifted her just high enough for it to slip between her legs, the shaft brushing against her still tingling and swollen pussy lips. She wrapped her thighs around his waist, clutching him to her tightly with both arms and legs. The pressure of his cock against her aching flesh reminded her of the intimate moment right before she’d slipped down onto him earlier, but this time he was the one in control. He turned them around and sat beside Eben on the stone altar.
    “You know what to do, my love,” he growled. “Find your nirvana again on my shaft. Give yourself to me. Prove you are mine and I will prove I am yours.”
    The buzz from her orgasm had her too dizzy with residual lust, so she only nodded. She braced both hands on his thick shoulders and pressed her hips down. The sensation this time was exquisite and painless, the stretch of her pussy in response to his thickness more like a deep massage that would leave her as pliant as putty afterward. He was only slightly larger than Eben in this form, and with the mix of both her own and Eben’s juices saturating her pussy, fucking him now felt like sinking down onto a pole of softest silk.
    “That’s good,” he whispered, white smoke escaping from his mouth and nose with each panting breath. “Now fuck me like you did before.”
    Her hips knew precisely what to do in spite of a mind muddled with the sensation and the hypnotic scent of whatever magic permeated his strange breath. She gazed into his eyes, lost in their dark pools until he turned away. She followed his eyes to where Eben still sat watching them avidly.
    Eben’s hand gripped his own cock loosely but he didn’t stroke it. When he met Roka’s eyes, a spark of desire flashed through his own.
    “Give yourself to me again, lover,” Roka said. Every syllable he spoke vibrated through Camille, sending trickles of pleasure to her core. “Issa relinquished you, and you gave me your nirvana only a moment ago to seal the bargain, but it will be a sweeter bargain