Drakos

He froze, slightly shifting to look at me from the corner of his eye. I searched the hazel depths to find any sign of fear or doubt.

"Did you have a shit load of drinks today?" He asked, certainly not believing what I said.

I smiled, grabbing him by the chin and inclining his head to me. "Don't be confused by my smile. I'm sober and my words are genuine. I’m one of the last dragons of my kind, a refugee from a distant planet. If that doesn't seem true to you, then I will show you, on my bed as I make love to you."

I kissed him then, possessing his lips firmly. He moaned, gripping my shirt and returning it so passionately. I dug my hands into his hair and burrowed his lips into mine, our tongues intertwining as we sucked at each other's lips hastily.

He whined when I parted. I ticked a finger at him in amusement. He frowned, blushing hotly at his needy reaction, undoubtedly in conflict with his feelings. "You are in denial of your yearning for me. Why fight it? You are such a passionate lover, did you forget the way you screamed out brokenly from my deep thrusts?"

His blush deepened and he tugged his gaze away from mine. "You're exaggerating. Look, I don't have the time for your delusions. In fact, I don't believe you at all. From the beginning when we first met, I knew you were a pervert, I'm just as crazy to give my ass up to you. It's just a physical attraction, nothing more and it'll go away in time. You are not that hot anyway." He shrugged, lying to me and amusingly to himself.

I merely smiled and shook my head. "You fail at deception. Must I awaken your feelings? You molded so perfectly with my body. Oh, and your insides were so exquisite. For a prostitute, you have a deathly grip. My dear Asche, remember how you impaled yourself so eagerly on my cock? You were delirious with pleasure. I can take you there again, send you to the skies and back as I coat your ass with my hot seed."

His entire face turned scarlet as I reiterated the events of that night. He most certainly remembered and I can smell his yearning for my cock. To possess and dominate him in every aspect possible.

"Do you not want to see my beautiful scales? To prove to you that I am what I claim to be? A part of you believes, you are intrigued and hot for my cock. Your answer is just a mattress away." I said, engulfing his body from behind.

"I have an ultimatum." He breathed out, prying my hands away and facing me with determination.

I chuckled, "What is it, songbird?"

"I'm not your songbird!" He retorted.

"Indeed you are, your voice can bring a man to his knees with desire."

"Urgh, pervert." He sighed exasperatingly. "So as I was saying, let's make a deal if you can get me all horny, fuck me and I cum before you, then you can show me whatever the fuck you want and I'll stay here with you. But if I don't, then you can keep your fantasies to yourself and I leave. Deal?"

A broad smile tugged on my lips. Oh, this is going to be interesting.

"I accept."

"Good I-hey!" He protested as I scooped him up in my arms and carried him over to my bed, placing him on it.

I crawled over him, my eyes a burning crimson. "When I'm done with you, your voice will be broken and you won't be able to walk for days. I'm going to love you hard, prepare your ass for an intense fucking."

Then I crashed my lips to his.

He held on to me, clutching at my shirt and tugging me down further, burying my lips to his. It was an eager kiss, sloppy and heated.

I pulled away and paid kisses along his throat, sucking ruthlessly, causing him to arch his back and gasp out. I unbuttoned his shirt skillfully and sucked his tender flesh. "You're mine," I whispered in between bites and kisses, taking a nipple in my mouth and flicking it with my tongue.

He flung his head back and bit his lips to restrain his moans. I paid special attention to the sensitized bud, grating my teeth across it as I twirled my tongue around it hungrily.

His body twitched and trembled beneath me, a satisfying reaction that brought a smile on my lips as I sucked the tiny nub. I left that nipple and kissed across his chest to its twin, repeating the same motion but this time, I clamped down with a little more force, bringing forth a strangled whimper from his lips before I gently lapped at it, soothing out the pain.

His hands now gripped at the sheets and his legs arced, dragging the silk sheets along the bedding. It was evident that he was controlling his need to touch me. This bet meant a lot to him than giving in to his desires.

"Touch me," I urged, disjoining his fingers from their tight grip on the sheets and directing them to my chest. "I want to feel your hands on my body."

He shook his head and jerked his hands away, placing an arm over his face.

I frowned at his response, taking his coyness as a reluctance to open up his body to me. My eyes darted to the tent in his pants and I cupped it. He took an intake of breath.

"Then should I pleasure you here?" I leaned in and whispered against his lips, nipping at the bottom one.

He glared at me through glazed eyes and flushed cheeks, remaining speechless.

"Then I shall have my fill of you," I promised, using one hand to unbutton his pants and unzip the flap. I pulled out his straining cock and pumped it languidly as I stared at his face smolderingly, watching his every response through hooded eyes.

Every stroke caused him to gasp out. His eyes fluttered close and he moaned, relaxing into the heap of pillows, finally moving his hips to stimulate the strokes further.

I released his cock and lowered myself, tugging his pants off. Taking one of his legs and placing it on my shoulder, I dipped low, twirling my tongue around the head of his cock, along the slit.

His body rose up and bent like a bow, stiffening as I continued to lingually please him.

I knew he wasn't going to last long with my lips wrapped around his needy cock. I fisted the base and twisted my strokes as I went down on his hard length. Relaxing my throat, I took him to the hilt, vibrating my throat against it. His hands flew to my hair and he clenched tightly with a trembling hand.

"N-No more!" He pleaded.

I ignored his plea and sucked harder, kissing along his veined cock, that was rock hard and ready to burst. His sacs were swollen and tight against his cock, his rapture imminent.

But he couldn't cum yet, for I needed a taste of his luscious flesh. I glanced up at him as I devoured his cock, my eyes flaring with ecstasy. His eyes connected with mine, partly closed and glazed with pleasure.

With one last suck, my lips popped off of his cock and I licked them, savoring his essence.

"Tell me that you want it," I commanded, darkly. "Tell me that my cock excites you and you're eager to have me plunge within you."

He licked his dry lips, pinning me with his pleading eyes. He was at his limit, unable to withstand the force of his need.

"Say it. I know you want it. A rough fucking to satiate your rapacious desire, your salacious fantasies. I know you want to be manhandled, you crave my scorching touch. Just one word, Asche and I'll make your body come alive with pleasure."

He swallowed and his eyes fluttered close. "Yes, fuck me. I want you to ram me hard."

And ram him hard I did.

Drakos

As I thrust into him with brute force, he cried out, gripping the sheets tightly. I held him, sliding one hand underneath his back and taking the crook of his leg into the other, pushing it up to his chest, plowing his ass deeply.

My dragon itched to shift which would prove fatal to Asche if we actually did. My cock would enlarge and tear him in half, killing him instantly. So as my hips met with his tender ass, I gritted my teeth, staving off the urge to shift as well as the passion to cum violently within him. This bet was not going to be lost to Asche. My pride depended on winning. His walls hugged me temptingly, coaxing me to surrender my seed but I fought it.My dragon may want to unleash a river of semen within him but presently, I had control. So no semen gushing yet.

My lovely prostitute quavered beneath me, gyrating his hips to meet my violent stabbing. The bed shook, I hissed as shockwave after shockwave of pleasure surged through my veins. Asche wailed, arching his back. I sucked needily on his flesh, nipping hard, and trailing lengthy kisses down his throat and chest.

"You're good," He moaned. "But unfortunately for you, my clench game is the best." He grinned devilishly, his eyes glimmering with mischief. Suddenly, I felt his inner walls clamp down tightly, body-shudderingly, twitching marvelously as it choked my cock.

I nearly exploded inside him, gripping the headboard for support with trembling fingers. He eased up and licked my nipple, toying with it between his teeth. The simultaneous sensation tugged me deeper into an ocean of pleasure. I'm drowning, but the tight, uncontainable pressure in my balls wasn't considered deadly, Asche's body was. How many men experienced this and came back for more? It was like I just died in pleasure and came back to life in Asche's ass. How many did he sweet talk as they ruptured his walls in sheer ecstasy?

The thought made burn with jealousy. Only I’m supposed to feel this, the way his ass clung to my cock desperately. As a result, I rammed him harder, marking and claiming him, ensuring that even if he decided to escape me, to forget about our encounter, his body would not, his ass would ache in remembrance.

Mine, Mine, Mine, My dragon chanted in my conscience. His thoughts merged with mine in possessiveness.

I cared not about what he thought, right now Asche caught me unawares, his lips working magically along my sizzling skin. If he keeps this up, I'll become undone. Changing tactics, I flipped him over and positioned him on top of me, spanking his ass.

"Get to moving," I commanded, staring up at him. "Show me what your hips are capable of."

"With pleasure," He grinned, licking his lips and placing his hands on my chest, slowly rotating his hips. Mesmerized, I closed my eyes and groaned. He felt amazing. "So I guess Mr. Pervert likes a little slow motion, eh? Mmm...your cock feels fucking good, oh fuck yeah, make me quake." He mewled, tipping his head back, his eyes rolling closed as I thrust roughly into him.

"I'll do more than make you quake," I grunted, holding his waist to dominate his thrusts. "Be careful what you ask for Asche, I'm dangerous when provoked."

"Just shut up and provoke your cock into my ass." He snapped, twirling his ass as he speared himself on my cock. The tension in my balls eased, pushing my ascension back, or so I thought. As I brought his hips down to mine, the scales rippled over my entire skin and scraped inside him. He shrieked, his eyes peeling back in agony and utter surprise.

"The fuck!?" He screamed, punching me on the chest. "That hurt! The fuck! Oh my God, your face!" 

I paused, immediately shocked that I shifted partially. My cock is an extremely deadly weapon when it's transformed. "Asche, slowly raise yourself up," I instructed calmly, feeling contrary to my tone. 

He made an attempt to move but he yelped and winced. "I can't!" He said with growing alarm.

"Calm down, baby." I stroked his waist comfortingly. The scales flickered across my skin again and he whimpered in pain, trying to pivot away but my cock held him in a deathly grip

"Stop it!" He begged, his face contorting in pain.

"I'm sorry, Asche. I’m trying. This is the side of me that I told you about, it desires to possess, to claim, oftentimes against my will. But I won't allow it to hurt you. It knows better."

"Y-Your dragon?" He gasped out, clinging to my chest.

"Yes," I gritted out, fighting the will of my dragon. "Dont fret. I'll get it under control and you'll be free to dislodge yourself from me."

My flesh twitched and he whimpered again. Why is my dragon being so damn stubborn? Is he trying to kill Asche with his possessiveness? 

Stop it! I yelled at him. You will harm him tremendously!

Mine. The damn creature responded.

That one syllable response was getting on my last nerve. Asche is impaled on my scaled cock and he's muttering possessive, nonsensical shit. My arousal now almost gone, I wasn't in the mood for sex. Asche is pregnant and he'll bleed out if this persists. I felt the blood trickle from his ass, warm and slick.

"Drakos..." Asche's voice was faint, laced with agony. Calling me by my name finally, catching my full attention in awe and fear. If Asche called me by my name, he must be desperate. His pride completely vanished.

I stroked his cheek, trembling uncontrollably, quarreling with my dragon to release Asche. With all the strength within me, I shoved him to the back of my conscience and willed the scales away, hoisting Asche off my cock quickly and planted him on the bed beneath me. I was breathing heavily, trying to catch my breath from my internal battle.

Wide eyes glanced up at me with fear. "Asche?" I reached out to touch him but he flinched away, frightened. 

His reaction stabbed me in the chest and I drew away from him, hurt. 

A sharp knock on the door pulled my worried eyes away from him. 

"Yes." I called out angrily. 

Falcon's muffled voice said from beyond the door, "Lisa is here to see you." The acidity in his voice did not go unnoticed and I cursed under my breath. Falcon despised her. All these weeks, now she decided to finally drop by? 

"I'll be out in a moment." I replied, turning back to face Asche who stared back as if I were a demon about to possess him.