Bearded Dragon Licking Me Novels & Stories

Kastor and I also agreed not to talk about him anymore. I looked at his face again, and his beard has started to grow longer. It actually looks good on him and makes him even hotter. I lightly caressed his face, and it felt prickly. I licked my lips because his beard gives me such a delicious ticklish feeling, especially when he pleasures me with his mouth down below. Maybe I should tell him not to shave it off? I traced his thick lips with my finger, and to my surprise, he suddenly bit it. His eyes opened, and he grinned at me. I squealed when he suddenly lifted me up and carried me on top of him.

It wasn't painful. He gently caress her body. His nails opening up her skin little to let her blood free. She felt his tongue licking her body before sucking her breast. Sarah eyes close on their own in pleasure. She yawned her eyes fluttering. They slammed open when she felt a sharp nail stroke down her belly. She felt a firm tongue licked the wound in her neck. Sarah tensed when a deep rumbling purr shook the whole bed. Red Claws came above her head, trapping her inside the Dragon embrace. Jorkallun's dragon form possessively started to lick and rub her body. His scales were smooth and sensual. Her arousal spiked and she feels herself getting wet once again.

She looked embarrassed. Draco smiled. He tiled her head and then positioned his lips so it fitted the spot perfectly. He then went straight for it. Sucking vigorously before inserting his fangs in her . A small insertion. Then he licked the place again and retreated. " That's sealed. " He watched the spot with his hands on his hips, as if examining a work of art that he just finished. Liana was almost panting. Her eyes were begging for more. She was having a hard time controlling what he had ignited in her soul.

He petted my back for a while and occasionally scratched behind my ears. "Such a good doggy Bella, you like that?" he asked. I didn't know how to respond, so I just stuck out my tongue, like I was panting. He continued to stroke the hair on my head as he brought his face directly in front of mine. I stretched forward and I licked his clean-shaven face. He did not initially move away so I felt obligated to continue licking until he did so. He then brought his face back in for more. It was not unpleasant for me: It was just the taste of clean skin.

My skin is wet? I bat my eyelashes open to a very concerned Liam with obsidian eyes. I don’t dare move. “Mor, what the hell is he doing?”. She huffs, “Kalen has been licking you for an hour Em. I’ve been trying to wake you up but you’re like waking the dead”. I keep watching him. He’s literally licking my stomach. Why? And rubbing his scent on me. There’s literally no question whose mate we are… what is he doing?

Nadine Whatever was keeping Connor busy lasted a couple more days. He didn't return to the shelter and that prompted Drago to help me with the exercises. The interaction of my she-wolf and the dragon was one to study. Becca was licking the dragon's scales while he burned anything she wanted just to make her laugh. The beasts were having much more fun than I had imagined, so much so that Aris mentioned it that night at dinner. “Your beasts seem happy to meet each other,” the vampire said and Biel laughed.

He kneeled in front of me and his hands slowly touched my left leg and he raised it up to his mouth and his tongue sneaked out and gave a small scratch there a lick, making my eyes widen. “It….is ok. I will heal after a little while. Sometimes my healing takes time after I shift, but I promise that by this time tomorrow, I will be fine.” I said as I tried to pull my leg away, but then he snarled at me and his eyes turned blue and I closed my mouth shut and let him do whatever he wanted. So he licked my entire left leg, then my right, and he went up to my hipbone, then my belly, and reached my chest where there was a big gash.

Cadma snickers, "Isn't it normal for a lizard to be green? Mutt breath! Besides, I am a Dragon, not a lizard!" I would punch Cadma into the next century if it weren't so hot in this sand pit. "Listen to lizard lips! What is your suggestion for getting out of this mess?" As I watched the lizard's expression, there were only smirks. "Listen, Wolf boy, who could be the lead star of needing to use toothpaste a little more often. I can fly, I don't know about you." "Listen here. I brush my teeth several times a day, and my wolf is perfect. He never needs to brush his teeth"

My male lizard is named Cuddles, the zombie dog is named Blue, and then I call the female lizard Lizzie. "Hey, will you stop doing that?" I whisper-yell at Cuddles after having caught him licking my shoulder. "I do not require a bath! Not right now!" The lizard looks unhappy after I've scolded him. His shimmering eyes make me feel guilty. Who would have thought I had a soft spot for gigantic animals that could quickly eat me? "Fine..." I grumble. "Lick me if you want." Cuddles doesn't waste his opportunity and is back to drenching my hair in his saliva—I wouldn't recommend anyone get one of these bloody lizards for a pet.

It caressed my cheeks in slow, tender strokes. I froze, my shuddering stilled. It was licking me like that night. Well, not exactly like that night. This time it felt oddly comforting as though it was licking away my tears. A shaky breath escaped me as I fluttered my eyes open and looked into the beast's eyes. Like really looked into them. I couldn't deny the dread that coursed through me, but there was also this strange allure in the beast's untamed nature. A hint of something more in its eyes. Something that seemed to defy its fearsome exterior.