Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197: This Is NOT My First Time (Said Three Times)

Of all the things Kael expected to happen tonight, being questioned about his sexual competency by a naked woman holding his hand against her clit while glowing gold was not on the list.

Rewind nine minutes before this, Kael Ashenvale was very stressed and very horny. Between his dragon and Luminari bullshit, he was fighting a war for control and losing spectacularly.

New runes were forming on his skin where they touched, each one locking his control down another notch and turning the heat up another degree.

He had approximately three seconds of dignity remaining.

"Nope. Nope, no—"

His words stopped cold as another wave of that scent rolled over him. She kept doing that.

"Oh, come on—"

If there had been a soundtrack, the record would have scratched right here. Future Kael would look back on this exact second and call it the point of no return.

"Fuck, you smell so goddamn good, baby."

Something took control, and his finger was back inside of her, harder this time, punishing him for trying to leave. He shifted her up further on his chest so he could touch her clit from behind too. It was either her subconscious, his dragon, or the Luminari light. He wasn’t sure at this point.

The second his thumb made contact, the light surged brighter.

His dragon rumbled in approval.

Yes. This is correct.

He couldn’t have stopped if he wanted to. She pushed back against his hand, this time with a soft, needy sound that made him groan. The white light was full-on pulsing in time with his fingers and her hip movements.

"You like that. I know you do. I want to do that to you with my cock. That’s it... give it to me."

Her pussy spasmed hard around his fingers for a second time, her unconscious body milking him as if begging to be filled. More white light flooded into Kael.

Then she spoke, clear as day, but the voice was not her own.

"Taste her. Let her light feed you."

"Mother of..." Kael panted. "Do I have a choice?"

Rhetorical question. The answer was no. This was fucked up and ungodly hot in equal measure. The runes blazed brighter on both of their bodies. More of them were forming on his arms and torso.

Round three. Whatever the hell kept controlling him did it again. At dragon speed, he was behind her, pulling her ass up and his mouth was on her pussy.

She tasted better than she smelled if that were possible. He groaned, eyes rolling in the back of his head as he rubbed her clit and fucked her with his tongue.

The noises she started to make were not helping. Kael had no say in this, but fuck, he liked it when she made those sounds. He wanted to make her moan his name as loud as possible.

He held her still as she writhed. Every stroke of his tongue and press of his thumb sent a mirrored jolt of pleasure through his body and he could feel her orgasm rising.

Her climax hit like a battering ram. He felt it in his own body, even stronger than it was the first two times. He almost came from the sheer intensity. The flow of the light ran like a waterfall instead of a faucet, and he drank all of it like a man possessed. To be fair, he was. Aware but not steering the ship. That still counts as possessed. Shut up.

When he pulled away, his eyes were full dragon and his chest was heaving.

"This isn’t her," he rasped to himself and his dragon. "I want her."

That’s when he noticed the wounds on her back were healing in real time. Barely, but he could tell from the edges that were not covered in bandages. He glanced down at his own chest, the runes were gone, and he watched his bruises fade slowly.

Then she was up on the bed. Her eyes were glowing pure gold.

"Guinevere?"

She was completely naked. Kael’s eyes dropped for a split second to her breasts and body, then immediately snapped back up to her face.

She grabbed his hand, and placed it in between her legs on her heat.

Blood thrummed in his ears and a noise escaped his throat that sounded a lot like a cry.

"Your heart rate suggests extreme nervousness. Have you ever successfully completed this act with a living partner before?" The tone of possessed Guinevere was polite and slightly confused.

Kael Ashenvale, military strategist, dragon warrior, survivor of death itself, opened his mouth and absolutely nothing came out. She was asking him if he’d had sex before.

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