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The Dragon Slayer: Dragon Prince Series Book 1

"You are my lifemate, my beloved, my one and only: I belong to you just like you belong to me. I cannot hurt you, I will never hurt you for as long as I breathe." An emotionally gripping novel that will leave you feeling excited and wanting more by new author Marie Daye! In an era where Gods still roamed the earth, mortal races lived amongst the dragons that were created to be their friends and allies. Instead, the jealousy of man led to a long and bloody war where both sides have lost countless numbers. The rules that these races now live by, is to kill or to be killed. Libelle of Edinburgh is one of the few remaining Dragon Slayers left in the world, one of the few that still stand between mankind and the winged prince Eskil, Vessel of the Gods. Soon enough, both find themselves in situations neither ever believed would be possible. Both realizing that some passions cannot be denied. Eskil has finally discovered the one thing he's been looking for his entire life. Libelle however, has found the one thing she has feared more than death or any amount of pain. Jump into an exhilarating romantic fantasy adventure with the first novel in a series of interconnected standalones! Mature Content, Adults (18+) Recommended.

MarieDaye · Fantaisie
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114 Chs

Chapter Ninety

CONTENT ADVISORY / TRIGGER WARNING

THIS NOVEL CONTAINS DEPICTIONS/STRONG IMPLICATIONS OF THE FOLLOWING THAT SOME READERS MAY FIND OFFENSIVE OR DISTURBING:

~ SEX AND INTMACY

~ EXPLICIT SEX SCENE

Eskil's stubble tickled Libelle's inner thigh as he kissed a path to her awaiting and aching sex. She was desperate for him, and her slick juices were leaking from her tight core. He gently slid his fingers between her wet lips, deliberately moving them teasingly and slowly. She rested on her knees with her elbows supporting the weight of her upper body. She was looking over her shoulder at him, her body trembling with anticipation.

His fingers slid in and out of her as she fought back a lustful moan.

"Oh?" Eskil chuckled. "Trying to hide that delectable voice from me now? That's not fair."

Again he slid his fingers in and out, twisting them as he did so.

He purred with a sigh, "Libby, you're so wet. So ready for me." He kissed her lower back. "Your body was made for mine. Your sweet body is so eager for me, and I've hardly touched you yet."

She stifled another moan as he smiled. "I can feel how much you want me. Do you know how wet you are? Feel how much you're sucking my fingers in. It's as if you'll never have enough of me."

Her sex constricted around his fingers as he ground them against her sweet spot, her back arching further as her bottom raised up towards him.

He smiled slyly. "Libby, tell me what you want. I'll do whatever you ask me to do."

He felt her hesitation and saw the redness of her ears. He withdrew his fingers and she whimpered, unconsciously pushing her hips back towards his. Eskil's cock surged and he rubbed it with her sticky juices, pressing the head of it against her entrance.

"What would you like me to do?" he asked again.

Her voice broke, "I want you inside me."

He smiled wider in victory. "As you wish." Eskil slammed his cock into her all at once, relishing how tight she was. It took a moment for her muscles to adjust, and he felt them coiling around his cock as he buried himself deep inside her, all the way to his hilt. He groaned and spread her cheeks with his hands as he started to pound into her hard and fast.

"Libelle, beloved. You're perfect for me," he moaned. "Your body is always aching for me, always ready."

This time, she didn't stifle her moan as he stretched her and filled her entire sex. The ache she had been feeling was finally fulfilled, and he was right, they were perfect; her body was greedy, always needing him until she was completely drained and satisfied. She mentally cursed, I want to see you when you climax.

Eskil's hips that were pounding hard into her suddenly stopped. His thick cock leaving her tight sex for a moment before he twisted her onto her back. He lifted her legs up straight, placed her heels on his shoulders and dug his fingers into her thighs as he slammed himself back into her trembling tunnel of heaven. Eskil took her hard, like the beast he knew he was, like the dragon he was.

His lifemate, forever bonded by heart and soul to him, was so close and he could feel how desperate she was for him. Her hands reached to the sides of her head and twisted into the towel beneath her. Her large breasts bounced with each thrust, and he released her legs to capture the soft mounds in his hands. His fingers dug into them, twisting her peaked nipples between his fingers.

"Eskil!" Libelle cried out, now curling her fingers into his hair. "Baby," she moaned, calling him that for the first time. "Baby, I'm so close."

He loved that pet name on her lips and wanted more of it. His thrusts became harder and quicker, her sex tightening around his cock until she exploded around him. The lusty cry that echoed into his ear made him smile triumphantly. He wanted more of her pet names and more of these fabulous sounds.

"More," he groaned. "I feel you, beloved, feel me as well. Sense how good you make me feel. Only you can do this to me."

Eskil, baby, Libelle's thoughts cried out. Harder, oh please, take me harder.

She was purposely trying his self-control, wasn't she? Libelle wrapped her knees around his waist and lifted her hips from the ground, giving him a whole new sensation inside her. He groaned but instead of carrying on how they were, he lifted her from the ground, firmly holding onto her hips as he slammed himself back inside her. Their bodies slapped together as her sex spasmed wildly around his hard cock.

"I'm going to come," he growled, clenching his teeth.

She nodded at him, panting, her eyes hooded and seductive as he pounded in an out of her. Her sex felt so wonderful with him inside her, nothing could have been better. She wanted more, oh, she just couldn't get enough of him. He made her feel so sexy, so confident, so needed.

"Of course I want you, Libelle, I'll always want you," Eskil chuckled. "You are beautiful, strong and courageous, and you are everything I could have ever asked for."

Libelle felt a tear stinging her eyes, the warmth in her belly growing as hot as the earth's core. They were both nearing their climax, but there was one thing she felt she needed to say. Eskil groaned, slamming into her even harder now. Libelle's vision went blurry and she cried out again, her entire body tensing as waves of fire coursed through her with her climax. Her body trembled when Eskil clung to her, burying himself into her all the way to his sack as he erupted inside of her, his seed burning her insides with all of his passion and desire.

He collapsed forward, comfortably keeping his pulsating cock inside her while resting his head over her thundering heart. Libelle wrapped her arms around his head and kissed his scalp. Eskil heard her sniffle, her body jerking with the quick inhale. He looked up at her concerned, and she smiled back at him.

"Beloved, what is it?" he asked.

She shook her head. "I just realized something and wanted to tell you."

He wiped away her falling tear. "What's wrong?"

Her lips spread into a wider smile. "I love you."

Eskil's heart nearly burst from his chest at her words, his cock flooding back to life as he slammed himself back into her as deep as he could while he kissed her. His tongue twisting with hers as his member slowly ground into her. "Libby, I love you too."