Free At Drogan’s Command (Hades Helmet Crew) by Selena Illyria Page B

skin of his thick rod, savoring the softness. He stretched her lips as he slowly fed her inch by inch until he hit the back of her throat. Her tongue came up to explore his heat and softness. She loved having him in her mouth, loved the feel, weight, and texture of him.
    “So wet. So hot. Good Lord,” he groaned as he pulled back slowly. Her tongue licked his essence from the slit, lapping, circling the bulbous head slowly, and she relished his taste. He withdrew from her mouth completely before getting into position to do sixty-nine. She had never done something like this before. Panic started to drive away arousal.
    “Relax, sweetling. Relax,” he urged.
    His breath brushed against her clit, causing her to shiver. His tongue flicked the engorged bud gently and she cried out.
    “Take as much of me as you can in your mouth. It’s just like a blowjob,” he assured her.
    She felt his cock at her mouth. As she parted her lips and opened wide, he slowly fed her his shaft again, until he hit the back of her throat. He thrust in and out of her mouth until she got used to the feel of things. At this angle it was easier for her to deep throat him. As his hips pumped into her mouth slowly, he licked and flicked her clit with his tongue, taking the aching bud into his mouth, sucking it hard.
    She explored the length of his cock, traced the veins that ran along the side of his shaft with her tongue, swirled and lapped up his cum, and savored the slide of his flesh between her lips. She wished her hands were free to take hold of his cock and roll his balls. She hollowed out her cheeks, increasing the pressure of her mouth.
    Drogan growled, the vibration bringing her closer to the edge. He continued to suck her clit but removed the bullet. Suddenly the plug in her ass started to vibrate. Rena cried out around his cock when he shoved his fingers into her sopping center, her vaginal walls clamping down on the digits. He began to suck hard, nipping her clit while he finger-fucked her pussy, his hips thrusting in and out of her mouth faster and faster.
    “Come now, sweetling,” he ordered gruffly. He bit her clit and she screamed as her orgasm burst over her. Her legs shook and her pussy twitched as he continued to fuck her through it all, tongue laving her clit as his hips pistoned. He thrust once, twice, three times before she felt his cock twitch in her mouth. He withdrew until only the head of him was in her mouth, and came, spurting into her wet cavern.
    She swallowed every drop and lapped up every last trace of his seed from the tip of his cock. Drogan finally stopped flicking her clit with his tongue. The head of his cock disappeared from her lips and the vibrations of the anal plug stopped. She could hear him breathing hard, close by her.
    “Captain?” she asked.
     

Chapter Ten
     
     
    Drogan tried to catch his breath. His gaze roamed over her body. She was covered in sweat. The smell of sex permeated the air. Fucking her mouth had been wonderful, but he wasn’t done. He removed the toys and found a box of wet-wipes, which he used to carefully clean her body.
    “Captain, sir?” A note of worry in her voice tugged at his heart.
    “It’s all right, my sweetling. I’m giving you a chance to rest before I fuck you again.”
    “Oh,” she said simply, betraying no emotion whatsoever.
    He tried to push away worry and focus on caring for her. “Hungry, my beautiful?”
    Her stomach growled, answering for her.
    He smiled. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
    Drogan walked over to the phone and placed an order for simple food that could be eaten by hand. After that, he loosened her bonds and slipped off the blindfold. He massaged her wrists and ankles as he watched her open her eyes and blink once, twice, three times, before looking around the room until her gaze settled on him.
    He smiled. Unable to resist touching her, he covered her body with his and took her lips in a soft yet passionate kiss. A soft buzzer sounded