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A rctic

She’s a fucking vision.

Plain, white cotton underwear never looked better on a woman. Just like I imagined, Paisley is covered in freckles from her head right down to her toes. Her red hair is fanned out about her head.

Her tits are plump, reminding me of overripe peaches straining against the fabric of her bra. I can still taste her. So damned sweet and yet so deliciously salty.

Paisley looks me over, her eyes heating as she does. She likes what she sees, and it makes me want to roar. I push my dragon side down. I don’t want to scare her. That would be a shame. Humans are timid. I hope my dragon hears me.

I take a strip of condoms out of my pocket. “Do I need to use protection?” It’s probably better if we get this part out of the way.

“I can’t get pregnant, if that’s what you’re asking.” Her voice is husky.

I had hoped she was on a contraceptive.

“Do you want me to use these?” I ask.

I should put one on and be done with it, but the thought of taking Paisley bareback is just too appealing. It’s weird; if it were any other woman under me, I wouldn’t even be asking; I’d be gloving up.

“I don’t think I can get an STD from you?” she asks. “You guys don’t get our illnesses. Is that right?”

“Exactly right. I’m clean.”

“I don’t mind, then.” She licks her lips. “It’s up to you.” She shrugs.

“Let’s just be safe.” I’d better do the right thing. Fucking her is selfish enough.

She nods.

I drop the condoms next to her on the bed.

Paisley sits up and reaches back, undoing her bra. Her breasts spring free, bouncing a little. Her nipples are hard and pebbled, a deep pink color that makes me salivate.

She looks at me questioningly, the hint of a smile toying with her lips. “You’re acting like you’ve never seen a half-naked woman before.”

“You’re so fucking sexy. I’m in awe of you. I just got fifty times more nervous since I’m probably going to come as soon as I slide inside you.” My eyes drift back down to her tits.

Holy fucking shit!

“Go ahead,” she says, pushing her chest out at me. “They’re not as firm as they used to be.” She giggles softly, her cheeks pink.

“You’re perfect.” I mean it.

I want her to touch me so that she can feel what she’s doing to me. My dick is hard as nails. My balls are so tight it almost hurts. On second thoughts, it’s probably better if she doesn’t touch me.

I slide up the bed and take one of her nipples into my mouth, suckling it gently. She moans softly and runs her fingers through my hair. It feels good. It feels right.

I move to the other nub, repeating the process, loving how she responds to me. Her body is alive under my touch as I squeeze and suck and nibble. She’s responsive and passionate, just like I knew she would be.

As if proving a point, she gasps and arches her back, pressing herself against me. Her hands are on my shoulders now, holding me in place as she moves against me.

After a few minutes, she lies back on the bed and shimmies out of her panties. Then she lies back, opening her legs for me.

She’s the perfect mix of timid and confident.

“A real ginger.” My gaze locks on her pussy.

She tries to close her legs. “That’s not funny at all.” She giggles despite her words. “I’ve always been self-conscious about—”

“Well, stop it.” I gently open her legs back up. “You’re beautiful and perfect just the way you are. You don’t have to feel self-conscious with me. Not for even a second, got it?”

She nods.

“Red is my new favorite color.”

“Orange,” she corrects.

“Your pussy is my new favorite color.”

She laughs. It’s husky and makes me even harder for her. I reach over and take a condom, tearing the foil open with my teeth.

I unzip my jeans, pushing them down my hips along with my boxers. My cock is hard and springs free, eager to get to her.

Her eyes widen, and she gasps.

“I heard a rumor that human cocks are smaller.” I can tell from the way she is looking at me that the rumor is all true.

She nods. “Yep…much. You guys are bigger in every way, so it makes sense. I mean, it would be a shame if you were that tall and well-muscled with a pencil dick. You’re so good with your mouth that for a second there, I was convinced that—”

“Paisley.”

“Yes.”

“Shut up.”

She pulls in a breath, her eyes narrowing.

“What I’m trying to say is you don’t have to be nervous. I’ve got you.”

She snaps her jaw shut and smiles. Her cheeks go back to being pink.

I step out of my clothes and throw them to the side. Paisley watches me with a mixture of awe and hunger in her eyes.

“I’ll fit inside you.”

“A vagina is designed to stretch big enough to birth a human baby.” She gets this look I can’t decipher. Then she clears her throat, and it’s gone. She giggles. “I know you will.”

I roll the rubber on in one easy motion, not wanting to lose any more time. I want to be inside her now. Then I cover her with my body, sure to take my weight on my elbows.

She grabs my ass in both her hands and squeezes. My dick brushes up against her slit, and we both groan.

“Easy. I need to get you good and ready for me first.”

“Are you kidding? I am good and ready.”

I rub on her clit, and her eyes go wide. Her mouth falls open. She groans deeply when I thrust a finger inside and then two. I keep rubbing on her clit; her already wet pussy gets slicker by the second. By the time I add a third finger, she’s panting and mewling.

Then I pull her legs up high on my hips. “Ready?”

“Yes.”

I bite back a vicious snarl as my tip breaches her tight pussy. I definitely grunt because tight is an understatement. It’s like being squeezed in a velvet sheath. Hot and wet. I groan deeply as I work my way into her…slowly…slowly. I grunt a good few times.

“You okay?”

“More,” she groans.

I go a little deeper, and her mouth parts as she drags in ragged breaths. Her eyes are wide and on mine. It feels intimate. It feels like a lot. Like more than it should, since this is only fucking. I don’t dwell on it. I go with it instead.

Her hands grip my shoulders, her nails biting into me. I take it slow, pushing deeper and deeper and deeper still. I grunt a few more times, sounding more like my beast than a human.

I hope to god I don’t scare her.

She feels good.

So good.

I forgot how good.

So fucking good that my head is spinning. There’s something about Paisley that makes me feel lighter. Something about her that makes me feel happy. I want to lose myself in her, just for a little while.

She whimpers and bites her lip. Her eyes are filled with awe and with pleasure. So much pleasure.

“This okay?” I manage to push out. My words are barely intelligible. My hands are buried in the comforter on either side of her head.

By now, her knees are up high, almost by her ears. I’m moving slowly, in and out of her wet pussy. My body rubbing against her clit. My cock up against her G-spot.

She mewls in a noise of agreement.

I stop moving. “You sure?”

“Don’t stop,” she whispers, clutching me tighter. “I need more. More!” Her nails bite into me.

It takes a few minutes before I bottom out. I groan deep as my balls hit.

“I didn’t think you’d fit,” she pants out.

“I almost don’t,” I say between gritted teeth.

“Perfect,” she moans.

“Doesn’t get better.”

We both groan as I move in and out of her a few times more, going all the way in and all the way out. I go slowly. Carefully. I can hardly move. Hardly breathe. Once my dick is good and coated in her juices, I pull out and then flip her over onto her knees.

“This okay?”

“Stop asking me that.” She sounds annoyed, and I love it. “I’m having fun. I’m enjoying myself. I want you inside me. I’m fine with different positions. Go to town on me. I won’t break. My safe word is ‘asshole.’ Fuck me already.”

So feisty.

I laugh, gripping her hips. “You’d better not scream ‘asshole,’” I say as I push into her.

She groans as I slide inside. I grunt as I hit home.

“Why not?” she pants out.

“I might mistakenly think you want me to fuck you up the—”

She gasps and looks back at me. “You dragon shifters are something else.”

“You’d better think of another safe word, Paisley.” I reach over and start strumming on her clit.

“Oh, god.”

“Nope.”

“Arctic, shit!” she gasps.

I laugh; it’s throaty and tense because I’m about to come. “Won’t work either, sweetheart.”

“Fuck me, you asshole.”

“Does that mean I should stop?” I tease through gritted teeth.

“I will kill you if—”

I fuck her hard, my dick pistoning in and out of her tight heat. My balls slap her ass, which jiggles in time with my administrations.

My dragon wants to roar. A few scales pop out all over my skin. My nails grow longer. I ease my grip on her hips. My vision goes crystal clear as my eyes become a little slitted. I can’t help it. My dragon is right there.

Her tits bounce and rock as I keep grinding into her.

Her pussy makes slurping sounds as she pulls me in deeper inside her with every plunge.

Don’t look at me.

Don’t!

Please.

Just as I think it, she turns her head, her eyes going wide. This is the part where she asks me to stop because I’ve gone dragon on her.

Fuck!

It’s just been so damned long.

Instead, her pussy flutters and locks on me hard, pulling my orgasm straight out of me.

It’s such a surprise that I roar as my seed is milked from me. I didn’t mean for it to happen, but I can’t help it. Her pussy has turned into a silken vise. My fingers dig into her hips, and I crunch over my middle, jerking into her. It’s so much all at once that I’m on the brink of pain.

Paisley screams, but it’s not in fear as expected. It’s with sheer ecstasy as her pussy spasms and her back arches.

I hold her in place and fuck her harder before finally slowing. We’re both panting and groaning as we come down.

“Fuuuuuuuck,” I finally say as the last shudders leave my body. I feel my dragon pull back. “I’m…I’m sorry. I…it’s been so long. I swear I’m still a man. I didn’t change. That was him brushing against my skin. He was there but—”

“Arctic.”

“Yes.”

“Shut up.”

I choke out a laugh, pulling out of her. “You’re okay with it? With the scales and the scary eyes and the—”

“Did I look like I was anything but okay?”

“You looked like you might have liked it…him…us.”

“I’m cool with what you are. You can relax.”

I do. I breathe out a sigh. “I didn’t want to frighten you. Maybe I should have warned you that could happen. I normally have more control,” I mutter the last.

“You really are nervous. It’s so cute seeing a big bad shifter so on edge.”

“Cute?” I lift my brows and give her what I hope is a dirty look. “No one has ever called me cute and lived.”

“Maybe I can be the first.” She bobs her brows, and I laugh.

“I think that can be arranged.”

“Like I said earlier, I’m good. I won’t break…although…” She looks down at her legs. “I don’t think I can walk after that.” She turns onto her back and grins at me. Paisley is more than okay. “I might need a wheelchair for a while.” She laughs, and I join her.

Yep, definitely tons of confidence sprinkled with some spice. I love it.

“You’re not rusty at all,” she adds. “Just by the way.”

“Neither are you.” I lean in and kiss her on the side of her mouth. “Give me one second.” I climb off the bed.

Then I go into the bathroom and discard the condom in the trash. I go back in, pleased to see she hasn’t moved. Her eyes look hazy; her lids are at half-mast.

I get back on the bed and tear open another condom.

Her eyes go wide as I slide it onto my cock.

“What? No one told you how much stamina we have?” My dick is back at full mast.

“I might not have believed them.” Her eyes move from my sheathed cock to my gaze and back.

“I can leave if you’ve had enough. It’s your call.” I shrug.

She gets up on her hands and knees and pushes her ass out, her eyes on mine. “I probably won’t be able to come again, but I’m okay if you—”

I laugh.

“What?” She frowns.

“Oh, you’ll come for me alright, Paisley. I’m not nearly done with you,” I say as I get into place behind her.

“So arrogant it’s annoying.” She’s smiling.

“I’m going to make you eat your words.” I palm her ass. So fucking sexy.

“You can try.”

I thrust into her, and we both groan.