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Valerie let out a scoff and turned to him. “I am not nervous. Just a little tired from the ball.”

His gaze was warm, his metallic blue eyes hinting at both humour and concern. That was, until he brought her arm forward and licked at the back of her hand and wrist.

“I will not hurt you,” he rasped against her, before his puffy lips curled. “I will be as gentle for as long as I can. How is your back?”

Her back still felt as though it was on fire, like she’d been permanently seared. “Sore, but worth it.”

“Atta girl,” he purred, before he grabbed one of her knees and yanked her so she was beneath him.

A small squeak of surprise escaped her, and she was thankful he’d dragged her somewhat to her side. Despite him appearing to be the same size as her, maybe even slightly larger, she felt undeniably small beneath his four scaled limbs.

She let out a soft mewl when he dragged his tongue underneath her jaw, and she lifted her chin to give him more room. He nibbled at her neck, then her chest, his breath warm and comforting.

“I want you to say it to me,” he said, just as he drew his tongue over one of her hard, aching nipples.

Valerie stifled a shiver, but it was more noticeable when he went to the other. He teased both with his tongue, dabbing at the small valley between them, and she arched her back slightly.

It was only when she placed her hands against his hard forehead and pushed him down that she finally answered him. “Say what?” she whispered.

Geryon started painting a path lower with his tongue. “You know.”

Valerie looked down as she spread her thighs, already knowing what that wicked tongue felt like against her sensitive clit. Her stomach pooled with desire, and she ached for him to taste at her entrance.

“I’m yours?” she panted when he positioned himself between her legs.

“Yes,nowyou are mine,” he rumbled, before licking at his jowls. “But no, that is not what I want to hear. Fuck, Valerie, you are very wet.” His eyes lifted from her pussy to greet hers. “Looks like you wanted this more than you care to admit.”

Before she could answer, Valerie threw her head back while digging her fingers around the crown of his spiked head, just as he swept his long, flat tongue all the way through her folds. Her moan was soft, instant, unhidden.

The moment he tasted her, Geryon groaned against her. He curled his arms around her thighs from underneath, laid down upon the bed, and darted his head down. She gasped when he shoved his entire tongue inside her core, and it bottomed out as his jaws parted around her.

The sharpness of his fangs tickled her arse, and she bounced.

He let out a shuddering groan, as though he was starved and finally ate something heavenly. His tongue was quick to slip back and forth, the flexible muscle swirling as it moved.

“W-wait, too fast.” She palmed his snout and tried to push back.

He didn’t relent, instead moving his tongue faster, faster, with a growly rumbling sound from his chest. Valerie’s back arched as she let out a loud moan, digging her nails into whatever part of his scaled face she was touching.

Her moans turned higher pitched when her breath caught every time he slipped out to lash at her swollen clit. Valerie’s thighs trembled around his head, one minute squeezing his skull, while the next she was trying to get them further apart so he could get deeper, go even faster.

It wasn’t long before she was teetering on the edge of bliss, little sparks in her vision. She reached up to play with a breast, turning her shoulders to the side while trying to keep her hips flat for the safety of his fangs. She wanted to buck, and she was sure her grinding movements felt that way to him.

But even as her back arched, and she clenched, Valerie couldn’t come. Instead, she was getting more wound up, aching to orgasm but unable to.

“Geryon,” she whined, all her usual self-control and poised image completely shoved to the side. She tried to be free with him while they were being intimate or close, her own way of showing how much she cared.

Even as his tongue moved faster, his thrusts more persistent to get her over the edge, it didn’t matter. When he realised it, he withdrew his tongue from her spasming channel.

“You cannot come?” he asked as he climbed above her. “Is your back hurting laying against the bed?”

Needy and desperate, Valerie shoved his shoulders. She knew her strength compared to him like this was nothing, but her kissing his neck at the same time had him caving. Geryon rolled to the side while taking her with him, being careful not to crush his wings.

The large wings tucked against him until he was on his back, and then he spread them a little.

The moment Valerie sat against his pink cock, already fully engorged and waiting for her attention, she began to grind herself along the entire length of it.

Now that her aching back was freed from the pressure, the throbbing in her pussy became a nagging need. With both hands on his armoured torso, thighs resting on either side of his hips, Valerie threw her head back and thrust against his cock.