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“Min, now is not the time. You will need me to pleasure you like this often before you will be primed to take me inside you.”
“But I can’t leave you like this. Besides, I want… you to fill me…”
“Min, I’m an adult, I can control my own arousal. And my release will be amazing when we do finally…” He bent over her, stroked a claw gently along her cheek. “Sweetheart, you need to sleep.”
The he kissed her with slow, exquisite sweetness, holding in his need, putting her first.
“Sleep, sweetheart,” he said.
It was true, her limbs were limp from her orgasm, her eyelids unbearably heavy. “Where are you going?” she managed on a yawn, aware that he was gently pulling the sheet over her.
“To play you a lullaby.”
Ethan had to smirk.
The pleasure center below his waist was probably going to affect his ability to play for her, if only because his hard-on was so large it was grazing the bottom of the piano keyboard.
But he wanted to play his favorite piece for Min, one he’d written himself.
He’d had dreams long ago, stupid dreams, of being a professional pianist, a musician, writing his own songs, playing to a full auditorium.
As a dragonling, he’d shyly showed his father the scribbled notes of a composition and asked if he wanted to hear it. His father had shaken his head. “Another time, lad, when I’m not so busy,” he’d said. Then he’d turned his piercing blue eyes on Ethan and said, almost sternly, “Just remember, son, dragons are rulers of the sky. Leave all that soft stuff to the birds, and the fairies.”
His father hadn’t meant to be cruel, Ethan was sure of that; he just didn’t understand the love he had for music. And so Ethan had stifled his creativity after that. Buried it under an inflexible façade, trying to be the perfect son Dad wanted him to be.
After his father died, he’d finally bought the grand piano, although for months he’d felt guilty whenever he sat down and played.
But eventually, he’d allowed himself the pleasure of his music. And now, he was going to share that pleasure with his beloved.
If only his rock-hard cock would get out the way and let him focus!
He breathed slowly, battling to keep his thoughts from straying to how good it had felt having her little pussy vibrating around his cock head, the pleasure in his groc, a pleasure that rippled up and down his spine like… well, similar to the pleasure music gave him.
Pervading his whole being.
He’d left the bedroom door open. Kissed her eyelids and the tip of her nose, then told her to relax and just let the music waft her into a deep sleep.
Now he focused, placed his hands over the keyboard. They shook slightly as he readied himself.
And then the notes danced in front of his eyes, and his fingers danced over the keys.
Somehow, he knew he was connecting his soul to Min’s, that there was a vibration that passed through his fingers to her ears as she lay in his big bed.
And that, unlike his father, she would love that her dragon was a musician.
He guessed she’d be asleep by now. Just as he was feeling like he’d got some semblance of order back into his body, at least enough that he could sleep, a pair of warm human arms slid around his neck and down his chest, fingers exploring under the lapels of his dressing gown until they found his nipples, and gently tweaked them.
Ethan’s cocks obligingly hardened, along with his nipples.
“Min,” He growled. “You’re supposed to be asleep.”
“Your playing is divine, Ethan, but I can’t sleep.”
He swiveled and picked her up, and in one fell swoop, her butt was cupped between his open legs.
Her sweet little cunt nestled there, nudging his cocks into action.
So much for the music calming his libido down.
