For those of you wondering where Cherry Blossoms and Chakra Strings is, rest assured that it is not abandoned, nor on hiatus! I've just decided to rewrite my plans for the finale and a lot of things have gotten tangled story-wise. It should be updated somewhat soon!
In the meantime, please enjoy this latest chapter! This one's basically all smut.
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[A Long Time Coming]
I didn’t even make it a step into the room before Miyo was on me.
Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me down into a searing kiss as she walked me backward toward the bed. I groaned into her mouth, my hands finding her hips and squeezing hard enough to leave bruises.
“Fuck... Miyo,” I breathed against her lips.
She responded by shoving me onto the mattress and climbing on top of me, her dress already hiked up around her waist. Her fingers worked at my shorts, yanking them down just enough to free my cock, which sprang up eagerly between us.
“Someone’s eager,” she teased, wrapping her hand around the shaft and stroking slowly.
“And who’s fault is that?” I grunted, giving her a look. “You’re about to reap what you sow, babe.”
It was clear from the look on her face that she had no problem with that. She shifted her hips, rubbing her soaked slit against the length of my cock. She was drenched, and I knew then and there that she had no intention of doing any more foreplay than she already had.
Miyo grabbed me by the base and lined herself up befoe sinking down. We let out simultaneous groans as I steadily filled her up, her walls fluttering and squeezing around me as I plunged into her depths. She bit her lip, brow furrowing and brown eyes looking inquisitive. She rolled her hips experimentally.
“Lord, you’re huge,” she gasped, her eyes widening minutely. Her head tilted as she gave me a shocked look. “Did you get bigger?”
I wasn’t really in the position to answer, too busy dealing with the realization that I hadn’t actually fucked anything in this new body.. My head was swimming with new sensations. It was like everything I had experienced before was amplified by tenfold. The smells, the sensations, the burning desire in the pit of my stomach, it was both incredible and frightening, as I was suddenly experiencing Miyo in ways I never had before.
The moment washed over me, and my body took the reigns. With a growl, I grabbed her hips and flipped her over, pinning her beneath me on the mattress. She let out a surprised squeak that turned into a moan as I pulled back and slammed forward again.
She cried out as I almost bottomed out inside of her, cramming her so full of dick that I was pretty sure I could feel the mattress through her stomach. I groaned, holding myself there for a moment, before beginning to saw back and forth, digging into her gripping cunt like I was searching for oil.
“Naomi!” she cried, her legs wrapping around my waist as she pulled me closer to her. “Right there! Lord, you’re hitting me so deep!”
I snarled, baring my teeth as I pounded into her with wild abandon. The bed creaked and groaned beneath us, the headboard slamming against the wall with every thrust. My hands found her bouncing tits, squeezing and kneading the massive globes through the fabric of her dress, before I growled and yanked the neckline down, letting them wobble in the open air.
“You feel so good, Miyo,” I grunted, leaning down to capture one of her nipples in my mouth. I bit down gently, then harder, drawing a sharp gasp from her throat.
Miyo’s fingers tangled in my hair, pressing my face harder against her chest. “Yes! Just like that! Don’t stop!”
I wasn’t sure I could have stopped even if wanted to. Miyo felt so good, rubbing against me. The smell of her perfume, the taste of her sweat on my tongue, it was driving me absolutely wild. It was like the first time we had sex magnified by ten thousand. I could keep slamming into her forever.
My hips snapped forward with a rhythm that was borderline brutal, the lewd sounds of Miyo’s sopping pussy being stuffed filling the room alongside her moans. I switched breasts, giving the other nipple the same treatment, biting and sucking until her nipple was red and puffy against her pale skin.
I felt the pressure building in my core, that familiar tightening that signaled my impending release. Miyo must have felt it too, because her legs tightened around my waist and she pulled me even deeper.
“Fill me up!” she cried, her voice breaking on the words. “Naomi, please! I need it!”
I obliged.
With a guttural roar, I slammed forward one last time, burying myself to the hilt as my cock pulsed and erupted. Hot seed spilled into her in thick ropes, flooding her channel and pouring directly into her womb. Miyo screamed, her back arching off the bed as her own orgasm crashed over her, her walls clenching around me like a vice.
I leaned down, capturing her lips in a desperate kiss as I continued to pump her full. My tongue shoved into her mouth, claiming her just as thoroughly as my cock was claiming her below. She moaned into the kiss, her fingers tangling in my hair as she held me close.
Slowly, the waves of pleasure began to recede. I pulled back from the kiss, nipping at her swollen lip as I gazed down at her. Miyo lay beneath me, flushed and breathless, her brown eyes hazy with satisfaction. Her lips were bruised from our kisses, her hair a tangled mess around her face.
She looked absolutely radiant, and I licked my lips, feeling my cock twitch inside her still. I needed more.
I pulled out of Miyo, causing the woman to cry out as her core flexed at the sudden loss. A flood of cum poured from her pussy, pooling on the sheets beneath her, but I was already moving. I grabbed her hips and leaned back, lifting the woman into my lap as she gave a startled yelp. Her tits pressed against my chest as I grabbed her ass cheeks, spreading and kneading them between my fingers as my lips found the column if her throat.
My cock pressed against Miyo’s rosebud, the head pushing against the tight ring of muscle. She tensed in my lap but didn’t protest, her hands grabbing the back of my head as she ground against me.
“You’re bigger than before” she said heasitantly, though her voice was thick with want. “Be careful.”
“Always,” I groaned against her neck, my teeth grazing her pulse as I began to push forward. The head of my cock popped past the tight ring, and Miyo gasped, her nails digging into my shoulders.
Just before I could sink any deeper, the door burst open with a bang.
We both turned to look, and I watched as Mittelt stumbled through the threshold, catching herself on the doorframe before she could completely faceplant. One hand was shoved between her legs under her skirt, and her face was flushed with both arousal and mortification.
“Finally decided to join us?” I asked, laughing breathlessly as I took in the sight of her. “Or are you just a voyeur? Because this is getting ridiculous.”
Mittelt’s face flushed, huffing angrily as she opened her mouth to say something, but her eyes caught on my cock and I saw her jaw drop.
Chuckling, I reached down and stroked it slowly, letting Mittelt get a good look. “Are you just going to watch this time?”
Mittelt stared at me, her eyes darting between my face and my cock as her mouth moved soundlessly. Her face scrunched, as if she was warring with herself on what to do next, and I wondered how she would react this time. Last time we were in this position, I was with Aika who was well on the way to getting fucked stupid. Miyo and I, however, had just begun, and I could tell from the way my lover was grinding against me that she wasn’t against an audience. Or a third.
Miyo moaned on the bed, pressing her asshole against my cock. “If she’s just going to stand there, then you can just go ahead and put it in me. I didn’t come here not to get fucked to sleep.
That seemed to snap Mittelt out of her trance. Her face hardened and she clicked her tongue, before reaching up and unstrapping her skirt, tossing to the floor beside her.
I drank in the sight. She wasn’t wearing panties, though I was pretty sure that was just a thing with her. Her lower half was completely exposed sans a pair of stockings and heels. Her pussy was glistening, puffy lips rubbed red by her own hand, and I was struck with the desire to shove my face between her thighs and lick her clean.
As Miyo and I watched, she marched up to the bed and climbed up. I half expected her to sit up by the pillows and start masturbating like the voyeur/exhibitionist she had proven herself to be time after time, but to my surprise, she strode right up to us, grabbed Miyo by the chin, and brought the woman in for a searing kiss.
Miyo stiffened, just as surprised as I was by Mittelt’s target of affection, and the Fallen took advantage of her surprise to pull her out of my arms and onto the bed, only to immediataly take her place instead.
I blinked, momentarily stunned as Mittelt shoved Miyo aside and climbed into my lap instead. The Fallen Angel’s small frame settled against me, her drenched pussy pressing directly against my aching cock as she wrapped her arms around my neck, regarding me with a flushed glare from a few inches away.
“You better be as good as you think you are,” she sneered, grabbing my cock in a comparitivly tiny hand. “I haven’t had a good fuck in almost fifty years. If you disappoint me, I’m cutting this thing off and finding someone who can actually use it, got it?”
She didn’t give me a chance to react to the frankly ludicrous threat as she put the head at her entrance and began to sink down.
Mittelt’s face twisted as the head pushed past her entrance, her walls stretching around my girth. She paused halfway, panting heavily, and I could see the strain in her expression as her body worked to accommodate my size.
“Fuck,” she hissed through clenched teeth. “You’re way too big for someone my size.”
“You’re the one who climbed on,” I pointed out, my hands settling on her narrow hips. “Want me to take over?”
“Shut up,” she snapped, though her voice was breathless. “I know what I’m doing.”
She sank down another inch, her thighs trembling with the effort. Her pussy was impossibly tight, gripping me like a vice as she slowly worked her way down my shaft. I watched her face, oddly transfixed by the way her brow furrowed in concentration and her lips parted with every small movement as she skrewed herself down onto me.
Then her hips bottomed out, and Mittelt let out a long, shuddering breath.
“There,” she said, sounding almost triumphant despite the sweat beading her brow. “Told you I could handle it.”
I opened my mouth to respond, but Mittelt didn’t give me the chance. She lifted her hips, dragging herself up my shaft until only the head remained inside her, then slammed back down with enough force to make the bed creak.
“Ah!” she cried out, her head falling back. “Oh fuck, that’s—”
She set a brutal pace immediately, riding me with a desperation that bordered on frantic. Her hands gripped my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as she used me for leverage. The wet sounds of her pussy sliding up and down my cock filled the room, mixing with her increasingly loud moans.
Mittelt’s pace was relentless, her hips rising and falling with a ferocity that left me breathless. I watched her, transfixed by the sight of her small body taking me so roughly, her flat chest bouncing with every thrust. She was so much smaller than Miyo, so tight, and every time she slammed down, I could feel her cervix kissing the head of my cock.
“That’s it,” she gasped, grinding her hips in a circle before resuming her rhythm. “Just... just stay still and let me use you.”
But staying still was becoming increasingly difficult. The heat in my core was building again, that fire I’d been learning to control flaring up with every motion. My hands tightened on her hips, my fingers pressing into her soft skin hard enough to leave marks.
Mittelt didn’t seem to mind. If anything, the pain spurred her on. She leaned forward, capturing my lips in a bruising kiss that was all teeth and tongue. I groaned into her mouth, my cock twitching inside her as she whimpered around my tongue.
“You like that?” she breathed against my lips, pulling back just enough to meet my eyes. “You like watching me fuck myself on your cock?”
“I do,” I admitted, my voice rough. “But I think I like this more.”
Without warning, I thrust my hips upward, driving myself deeper into her. Mittelt’s eyes went wide, a startled cry tearing from her throat as I hit something deep inside her.
“W-wait,” she stammered, her composure cracking. “I’m in charge here!”
“Are you?” I interrupted, thrusting up again. “Because from where I’m sitting, you’re just a mouthy hole for me to use.”
The words came out before I could stop them, and I felt a momentary pang of guilt. But Mittelt didn’t look offended, desire flitting through her eyes as she squeezed down on me. My words turned her on.
“You think you can just—” she started, but I didn’t let her finish, flipping us over.
Mittelt let out a startled yelp as her back hit the mattress, her legs still wrapped around my waist. I loomed over her, my hands pinning her wrists to the bed on either side of her head. She struggled against my grip, but her strength was nothing compared to mine, even before my transformation.
“What was that about being in charge?” I asked, rolling my hips forward. She cried out, her back arching off the bed as I drove deeper into her. “I don’t think you’re in charge of anything right now.”
Mittelt bared her teeth at me, a flash of defiance in her eyes even as her walls clenched around my cock. “Fuck you.”
“That’s what I’m doing,” I said, pulling back and slamming forward again. “Or did you forget already?”
She opened her mouth to respond, but I swallowed her words with a kiss. My tongue invaded her mouth, claiming her with the same ferocity I was claiming her body. She whimpered against my lips, her struggles weakening as I set a punishing rhythm.
Behind me, I heard Miyo shift on the bed. A moment later, her hands slid over my back, her breasts pressing against my shoulder blades as she leaned over me to watch me slam into Mittelt.
“I can’t say I’m happy to be interrupted, but even I have to admit is a long time coming,” she noted with a wry smirk. “How does she feel?”
“Amazing,” I grunted, breaking the kiss with Mittelt to glance back at Miyo. “She’s so tight I can barely move.”
Mittelt’s face flushed at the crude description, but her walls clenched around me at the words. “You’re lucky you even get to see me like this, much less put your disgusting dick inside me. And don’t talk about me like I’m not here!”
I turned back to her, a smirk tugging at my lips. “Then say something worth listening to.”
Mittelt’s eyes flashed with indignation, and she bucked her hips upward, trying to throw me off balance. It didn’t work as I was much stronger than her, and the motion drove me even deeper inside her, drawing a gasp from her throat.
“I hate you,” she gasped, back arching as she let out a shuddering moan.
“No you don’t,” I said, rolling my hips in a slow, deliberate grind. “If you hated me, you wouldn’t be squeezing my cock like you’re trying to milk it dry.”
Mittelt sputtered, her cheeks burning even hotter. “You’ve got an immortal angel on your dick and you’re still talking!? Shut the hell up and fuck me, idiot!”
I was happy to oblige.
I pulled back until only the head remained inside her, then slammed forward with enough force to make the bed frame groan. Mittelt’s cry was loud and unreserved, her hands flying up to grip my shoulders as her body rocked with the impact.
“Yes! Just like that!” she gasped, her nails raking down my back. “Harder! Destroy me with that stupid dick!”
I set a brutal pace, my hips snapping forward with a ferocity that surprised even me. Each thrust drove Mittelt further up the mattress until her head was hanging off the edge, her blue eyes glassy and unfocused. Her small breasts bounced with every impact, her nipples hard and begging for attention.
Miyo seemed to read my mind. She reached around from behind me, her hands finding Mittelt’s chest and pinching the Fallen’s nipples between her fingers. Mittelt keened, her walls clenching tight around my cock as Miyo toyed with her chest.
“Sensitive there, are we?” Miyo teased, rolling the stiff peaks between her fingers. “I would have never guessed.”
“Sh-shut up,” Mittelt stammered, though the words came out broken and breathless. “Don’t fucking stop stop!”
I could feel my own release building again, that familiar pressure coiling tight in my core. But I wasn’t ready yet. I wanted to see Mittelt break apart first. I shifted my angle, aiming for that spot inside her that had made her cry out earlier. My cock dragged across it, and Mittelt’s entire body seized up, her mouth falling open in a silent scream.
“There it is,” I growled, hammering into that spot again and again. “Come on, Mittelt. Show me what you look like when you cum on a fat cock.”
Mittelt’s response was a wordless scream, her back arching off the mattress as her legs locked tight around my waist. Her walls fluttered around my cock, squeezing with a desperate rhythm that pushed me dangerously close to my own edge.
“I’m gonna–” she gasped, her head thrashing from side to side. Her fingers dug into my shoulders hard enough to draw blood, her nails leaving crescent marks in my scaled skin.
“That’s it,” I growled, leaning down to bite at her neck. “Cum for me.”
As soon as I finished speaking, the woman’s entire body went rigid, her eyes rolling back as an orgasm crashed through her. Her walls clamped down around my cock with a nearly painful intensity, rippling and clenching in waves that milked me relentlessly. I groaned, burying my face in the crook of her neck as I fought the urge not to cum as well. This was her first time with me, I wanted to prolong this as much as possible.
“Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Mittelt chanted, her voice breaking on each word. Her hips bucked against me uncontrollably, her body riding out the aftershocks of her climax. “Naomi!”
Hearing my name on her lips pushed me over the edge. With a guttural roar, I slammed forward one final time, burying myself to the hilt as my cock erupted inside her.
Hot seed flooded her channel in thick, pulsing ropes, filling her completely. Mittelt whined, her oversensitive walls clenching around me as she felt each spurt paint her insides. The excess began to leak out around my shaft, dripping down onto the already ruined sheets beneath us.
“That’s it,” I breathed against her throat, my hips still twitching with the last dregs of my release. “Take it all.”
Mittelt didn’t respond. She lay beneath me, utterly spent, her chest heaving with ragged breaths. Her blue eyes were glazed and unfocused, staring at the ceiling without really seeing it. A fine sheen of sweat covered her small body, making her pale skin glisten in the dim light of the room.
I pulled back slightly to look at her face, a sense of deep satisfaction filling me. She looked absolutely wrecked—her blonde hair was a tangled mess spread across the mattress, her lips swollen from our kisses, her cheeks flushed a deep pink that spread down to her heaving chest.
Beautiful.
“Happy now?” she managed, though the words came out slurred and breathless. Her eyes flickered up to meet mine, and I saw a flash of her usual arrogance. “You finally got under my skirt. Was it everything you dreamed of?”
I smirked down at her, my cock still twitching inside her oversensitive walls. “Better than I dreamed,” I admitted freely. “You’ve got a mouth on you, but this pussy is something else.”
Mittelt’s face flared even hotter, and she shoved at my chest weakly. “Don’t get used to it. I didn’t even come in here because I heard you two fucking. I had something to tell you, but you two just had to drag me into your little fuck-fest.”
“She says, as if she wasn’t screaming my name and cumming her brains out like three seconds ago,” I teased, running my hands along her naked hips. “We have time now. What did you want to tell me?”
Mittelt seemed to hesitate, her eyes flitting between me and Miyo, filled with something akin to wariness. After a moment, she shook her head.
“I’ll tell you later.”
I raised an eyebrow at her evasion, but didn’t push the issue. Instead, I pulled back slowly, drawing a sharp gasp from Mittelt as my cock slid free of her abused pussy. A flood of cum immediately poured out after it, and she shuddered at the sensation, her thighs pressing together as if to keep the rest inside.
“Greedy,” I teased.
Mittelt shot me a half-hearted glare, though the effect was somewhat ruined by the way her legs were still trembling. “Shut up. It’s warm.”
Miyo, who had been watching the entire display with an amused smile, finally spoke up. “As much as I’m enjoying the show, there’s still one woman here who isn’t quite satisfied.” She gestured at her own aching pussy, still dripping with my earlier load. “I wasn’t quite finished before we were so rudely interrupted.”
I turned to look at her, watching as she got on her hands and knees, wiggling her heart-shaped ass at me in invitation. She had taken off her dress by now, leaving everything on display for me to enjoy. My dick stirred alongside my lust.
“Can’t leave a lady waiting,” I said with a grin.
Mittelt made a noise of protest as I shifted away from her, reaching out to grab my arm. “Where do you think you’re going? I didn’t say I was done with you.”
“There’s more than enough of me to go around,” I chuckled as I came up behind Miyo, cock held heavily in one hand. “You just have to wait your turn like a good girl.”
Mittelt’s glare could have cut glass, but she didn’t stop me as I positioned myself behind Miyo. I ran my hands over the swell of her hips, appreciating the way her pale flesh dimpled under my fingers. She wiggled her ass again, impatient, and I responded with a sharp smack to one cheek that made her yelp.
“Naomi!” she scolded breathily, ”Don’t tease me.”
“Who’s teasing?” I asked, lining myself up with her entrance. “I’m just appreciating the view.”
I pushed forward slowly, savoring the way her walls parted around me. Miyo let out a low moan, her back arching as I filled her inch by inch. She was looser than Mittelt, still slick with my earlier load, but no less pleasurable for it. The wet, filthy sounds of our coupling filled the room as I bottomed out inside her.
“That’s it,” Miyo breathed, her fingers clutching at the sheets. “God, you feel so big”
“Blame the dragon blood,” I grunted, pulling back and slamming forward again. The force of my thrust made her tits bounce beneath her, the creamy mounds of flesh swinging with every impact.
A soft sound from beside us drew my attention. I turned my head to find Mittelt watching us with hooded eyes, one hand between her thighs as she fingered herself. Her fingers moved in tight circles around her clit, her other hand pinching and pulling at her nipples. The sight made my cock twitch inside Miyo, drawing a gasp from her.
“Enjoying the show?” I asked, my voice rough as I continued to fuck Miyo with deep strokes.
To my surprise, Mittelt didn’t even try to deny it, nodding with her eyes fixed on the sight. “I’d like it better if you fucked her harder. What’s with this easy shit? Make her scream.”
“Unlike a certain someone, Miyo doesn’t need to be completely dommed to have a good time.” I reached over and grabbed her wrist, pulling her hand away from her pussy. She let out a noise of protest, but I ignored it, tugging her closer.
As she settled against my side, I shoved my fingers into Mittelt’s waiting cunt, making the woman gasp as I curled them upward, searching for a sweet spot. My other hand gripped Miyo’s hip, holding her steady as I continued to piston into her with powerful strokes.
Miyo’s ass rippled with every thrust, her pale flesh jiggling as my hips met her cheeks. The sound made as I stirred up her insides was wet and lewd, mixing with her moans and the creaking of the bed frame. Pressed against my side, Mittelt moaned softly, her body trembling as my fingers worked inside of her.
“You like that?” I growled, nipping at Mittelt’s earlobe. “You like watching me fuck her while I finger you?”
Mittelt’s response was a strangled moan, her walls clenching around my fingers. “D-don’t get cocky,” she managed, though her voice was breathless and lacked any real bite.
I laughed, driving my fingers deeper into her while simultaneously thrusting harder into Miyo. Both women cried out in unison, their voices mingling in a symphony of pleasure that went straight to my cock.
“Naomi!” Miyo gasped, her back arching as I hit that spot inside her. “I’m close! Don’t stop!”
“Me too,” Mittelt whimpered, her hips grinding against my hand. “Faster! Do it faster!”
I obliged both of them, my hips snapping forward with increasing speed while my fingers pumped in and out of Mittelt’s dripping pussy. The pressure in my core was building toward my third orgasm of the night, and I didn’t resist, drilling into that tight heat with all of my might.
Miyo came first, her walls clamping down around my cock as she screamed into the mattress. The sensation pushed me over the edge, and I buried myself to the hilt as I erupted inside her, adding to the copious amounts of seed already filling her womb.
Mittelt followed moments later, her pussy gushing around my fingers as she bit down on my shoulder to muffle her scream. Her small body shook against mine, her walls fluttering and clenching as she rode out her orgasm, squirting all over my fingers.
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An unknown amount of time later, I lay sprawled across the mattress, staring up at the ceiling with a heaving chest. Curled into my sides were Miyo and Mittelt, both completely spent and covered in various fluids. Miyo rested her head on my chest, dozing lazily, while Mittelt was pressed against my other side, her small body fitting perfectly into the curve of my form.
I wanted to join Miyo in dreamland, but for now, I was content. Except for the fact that I could really use a glass of water. Turns out cumming ten times in a row leaves even dragons pretty fucking dehydrated.
Mittelt’s voice cut through the haze, and I turned my head to find her staring out the window, her expression strange.
“If you want another round, you’re gonna have to wait a little bit.” I said with a grin. “I need a glass of water and a bite to eat if we’re gonna–”
“Azazel wants me to spy on you,” Mittelt interrupted, her voice devoid of inflection.
I blinked. Blinked again. “What?”
“The Governor General of the Fallen Angels. You know? My old boss?” Mittelt looked at me like I was stupid.
“Uh-huh…” I said slowly, completely flabbergasted by the turn the conversation had taken. “And uh, why does he want you to spy on me, exactly? Actually, why are you even telling me? Doesn’t that kind of defeat the purpose?
Mittelt’s jaw tightened and she looked away again. “He just wants me to keep an eye on you and Kuoh and report back to him; he didn’t mention anything specific. And I’m telling you because you deserve to know.. You saved my life, and you’re letting me live with you even after I tried to kill you. It felt wrong to just keep something like this from you.”
I stared at her for a long moment, processing the admission. The leader of the Grigori wanted Mittelt to spy on me. That should have bothered me a lot more than it did, but honestly, after everything I’d been through in the past few weeks, this barely registered.
“Okay,” I said finally, settling back against the pillows. “Thanks for letting me know.”
Mittelt stared at me. “That’s it? That’s all you have to say?”
“What do you want me to say? I don’t really have anything to hide. If Azazel wants to know what I’m doing, he can know. It’s not like I’m plotting world domination or anything.” I shrugged. “That’s way too much work.”
Mittelt’s expression flickered between confusion and irritation. “You’re supposed to be angry. Or tell me to fuck off or… something! Why the hell don’t you have a problem with this?”
“Because you told me,” I said simply. “Trust goes a long way, you know? Besides, it’s not like I really have anything to hide. As long as it doesn’t endanger my people or make my life more complicated than it already is, you can tell him whatever you want. I’ve kinda got bigger things to worry about.”
Mittelt’s mouth opened and closed several times, her face cycling through emotions too quickly to track. Finally, she let out a frustrated huff and looked away. “You’re an idiot.”
“You don’t seem to,” I grinned. “Besides, if Azazel wanted to know what kind of freaky shit I get up to in the bedroom, he could have just asked. He didn’t need to send a spy.”
Mittelt’s face flared bright red, and she smacked my chest. “You’re disgusting!”
“And yet you still climbed into my lap willingly,” I pointed out, catching her wrist before she could pull away. “Twice, if I recall correctly.”
She sputtered, yanking her hand free, but didn’t try to hit me again. Instead, she turned her face away, muttering something under her breath that I was too tired to catch.
I laughed softly and pulled her close. She resisted for a moment, her body stiff against mine, but eventually relented and allowed me to tuck her against my side. Her smaller frame fit perfectly into the curve of my body, her head resting just below my jaw.
She was stiff as a board, but after a moment, some of the tension bled from her shoulders and she slid a bit closer, curling a hand against my chest.
“You’re warm,” she said, as if she had just noticed that. I laughed, the sound rumbling deep in my chest.
“I’m a dragon. Warm comes with the territory, babe.”
“Don’t call me that,” she said, though the words lacked any real heat. I glanced down at her to find that her eyes had closed, her expression becoming peaceful as the warmth of our tangled forms seeped into her bones. Within a minute or two, her breathing had evened out completely, and I knew she was asleep.
I lay there for a while longer, listening to the quiet sounds of two women breathing against me. Miyo’s chest rose and fell in a slow, peaceful rhythm, her face relaxed in sleep. Mittelt was equally still, though her brows had furrowed slightly, like she was fighting against the peace of the moment even in her dreams.
Cute, I thought, brushing a strand of hair out of her face before settling into my spot.
My throat still felt like sandpaper, but I didn’t want to move and risk waking either of them. So I just lay there, staring up at the ceiling, and waited to drift off as well.