The Cambion's Hoard
Chapter 20-Thatcher

Rose. Sweet fucking Rose. I was going to make her beg me for release. She had to have underestimated how badly I wanted her in this position. I’d been dreaming about it. Hopefully, real-life Rose liked my efforts like dream Rose.

Honestly, real Rose was better than dream Rose. My Rose, she had a scent that drove me wild. It was an earthy scent that reminded me of fresh rain. I had been thinking about this for weeks, so I had partially shifted. I wanted my tongue closer to my dragon form than a human. My tongue would be more oversized, but I had to be careful of my teeth.

I moved between folds, touching every inch of flesh. When I touched her clit, she rose a bit. I licked it, and she rolled her hips forward. This is what I wanted.

My goal now was to make her cum so hard everyone heard her. After that, she wouldn’t want anyone else ever again. I would be her one and done. Rose was mine, and everyone was going to know.