“There is another way,” he whispered against her back. Then he pressed a kiss to her spine, and she felt the fabric of his pants fall away.
“What?” she asked.
“Trust me,” he said. “Men like this, too.”
Then she felt his dragon at the back of her body. She felt its wet head as it probed her anus.
She had never conceived of such a thing before. Never imagined that…
“You are already so wet,” he said, and she felt him take moisture from her pearl and slide it back. Back and…
Inside!
In and out, but not at the entrance that would be checked. Not where her virginity was. But could this be possible? Could this…
He stretched her. He fingered her in the same way he had introduced her to the front entrance. One finger, in and out. Then two. Then more.
Then his dragon.
It was so large.
It would not…
She could not…
She gasped. Her cry filled the room though it was more like a whimper than a scream.
He was inside her. How she had longed for this, but had never imagined it would be like this. Pushing inside, stretching her open. It was uncomfortable, it was hot and hard. And as she adjusted, she began to feel new sensations.
A burn that was sweet.
A pulse that was too much and not enough.
He began to thrust harder now. Not just the tip inside, but more of his dragon. How much more?
He was speaking to her. He was asking how she was feeling, was this too much, did she want him to stop.
She didn’t have words. Only feelings and these were new ones. These were unexpected sensations…desirable sensations.
This was living.
And so she arched her back to accommodate him more. And as he grabbed hold of her hips, she levered up on one elbow.
“Touch yourself, Ling Xin. I cannot reach, but I want to do this together.”
Together? Yes.
She knew what he wanted, and she stretched her fingers below. She had done this to herself before. Once he had shown her how, she had experimented on her own. It was never as wonderful as when he stroked her, but it was still good.
And so she explored her own wetness. She found her pearl. And as he began to move inside her, she let his thrusts press her over her pearl.
He was gasping now. His breath stuttering with every thrust.
She was no better. Her whimpers had become cries.
She was so full. So penetrated.
He was so big, and she so alive.