Villain Awakening: Rising to the Strongest Dragon God-Chapter 67: Love in the Air 2 [18+]

Lyra’s whispers hung in the air, her body already arching under Auryn’s touch. His lips traced slow and longing paths along her neck.

He moved like a man savoring his meal, his tongue flicking lightly over her collarbone, then dipping lower to the swell of her breasts where her cleavage rose with each quick breath.

She remained laid back on the silk sheets, her long, loose silver hair spreading out like tributaries under the dimming candlelights.

Her arms reached for him, fingers grazing his shoulders, pulling him closer while her legs trembled slightly, knees parting on their own accord.

The dragon bond thrummed between them, a living, breathing thread that amplified every brush of their skins, every shared glance. Every emotion.

It wasn’t just desire anymore, it was a merger, pleasure echoing in his mind and his restraint feeding her trust.

Auryn fought the storm that brewed inside of him. His primal heritage roared, urging him to claim her, hard and fast, to dominate and possess. That was what a dragon was.

A beast that would pin her down, thrust without mercy and mark her as his forever. But he shoved it back, forcing himself to focus on her wide amber eyes and how she bit her lips in anticipation.

This was their first time after months of stolen glances, confrontation and resolution. This was also his first time since transmigrating, he didn’t want to ruin it with haste.

"Are you sure?" he murmured against her skin, his voice rough but steady. He needed to hear it, to ground himself. Believe she really wanted this or maybe it was just shades of his old life re-appearing even in a different world.

Lyra nodded, her hands sliding into his silver hair. "Yes. I’ve waited too long," she answered truthfully.

But inside, fear flickered, would it hurt? Was she ready for this? How would it feel with this Auryn? The thoughts came but she pushed it aside, letting the bond’s warmth drown it out like a fire consumed by water.

He peeled away her dust-worn dress slowly, revealing her pale skin inch by inch. His fingers mapped her body like an architect drafting plans, tracing the curve of her ribs, the dip of her waist, down to her hips.

He kissed her shoulders, nipped gently at her arms. When he reached her breasts, he lingered.

They were full and soft, nipples hardening per second . He cupped one, thumb circling the peak before his mouth closed over it.

He sucked gently at first, then harder, his tongue swirling with saliva moist in the edges. Lyra gasped, her back arching.

"Auryn... that feels..." Her mind trailed off, words lost in between moans.

He switched to the other, nibbling lightly, teeth grazing softly. He wanted to devour her, to bite down and hear her cry out, but he held back, his hands steady on her sides.

He moved lower now, kissed her stomach, then settled between her legs, he moved with his tongue sliding to her thighs, he merely touched and they spread wider like an automated door.

His breath was hot against her inner skin, teasing but not touching her puss yet. She squirmed, a soft whine escaping her lips.

"Patience," he said, though his own body ached with urge Though the thoughts still rang in his head. Take her now. He ignored it, kissing up her thighs, feeling her muscles tense under his lips.

Lyra’s heart raced, this was something she hadn’t experienced before. But Auryn, this Auryn. With his otherworldly memories, knew exactly how to please. His tongue parted her folds, tasting her sweetness, circling her clit with deliberate strokes as he set-up shop between her legs.

"By the flame," she breathed, her hands squeezed the sheets. The bond intensified it, his intent flowing into her, making every lick feel like fire and ice combined.

He placed his hand around her thighs, pulling her closer while sucking gently, then pressing firmer, reading her body signs. How her hips bucked, her breaths turning into short pants.

Her climax built fast, a wave crashing through her. She cried out, legs shaking violently as pleasure ripped through her core, her walls clenching hard. It was unlike anything she’d known, leaving her feeling boneless and gasping.

Auryn rose, his eyes with restrained hunger. He took of his clothes, revealing his cock. Thick, veined and pulsating.

Lyra had seen it before, but now it throbbed, the head shiny with pre-cum, something behind it felt hungry and Lyra saw.

She stared, a mix of awe and lingering fear. It looked ready to break her, to shatter her composure.

But the pheromones hit her then and there, his musky scent filling her nostrils, playing with her own arousal. The bond urged her forward, her determination surging. She wanted to prove she craved this as much as he did, she wanted to match his fire.

Sitting up with legs still trembling, she pulled him close and kissed his chest first. Her lips brushing his firm muscles, tasting the saltiness of his skin. Her tongue flicked over his nipple, making him groan ina low tone for the first time.

"Lyra..."

She smiled against his chest, her fear dissolving as she moved lower, wrapped her hand around his shaft, feeling it twitch.

She kissed the tip softly then took him into her mouth, sucking slow at first, her tongue swirling around the head.

He hissed, hands finding her hair, but he didn’t push. Still fighting the intoxication to let loose.

She took him deeper the pulled back to lick the underside of his cock. She looked up to see his strained eyes before taking him into her mouth again. This time he bobbed her head, drawing out his moans.

"Fuck, that’s good," he muttered, his hips jerking slightly

As he neared the edge, his breaths ragged, cock swelled but then she stopped.

He immediately looked down to see a teasing glint in her eyes. She turned, planting her hands on the bed, arching her back every so slightly.

Her plump ass wiggled invitingly on her slender frame, the curve of her hips begging.

Auryn didn’t need any further invitation. He stepped behind her, his cock brushing her wet vulva, the red folds slick and ready. She gasped as he made contact.

"Give it to me."