Dragon Honey Novels & Stories

"Yes, I did. My throat feels much better now. The honey you bought is really good. Even your grandfather, who's not fond of sweet things, finds it soothing." Melody smiled. "I bought it from a beekeeper in the countryside. It has much fewer additives than those processed ones. It's pure and natural, so you and Grandpa can drink it without worries. I'll buy more next time!" Meanwhile, Lucas was still playing with Melody's hair. For some reason, Beatrice was glaring at him.

Only then did he pull off with a wet pop, licking the cum that had smeared on his lips with his tongue, eyes locked on me. He reached for the honey jar again. My legs were still spread wide, hole exposed and twitching from need. Alex used both hands to pull my cheeks apart, spreading me obscenely open. I felt completely vulnerable as he tilted the jar and poured a generous, thick stream of golden honey directly onto my hole. The sticky sweetness dripped down my crack, coating my rim and slowly sliding inside me. It felt warm, strange, and incredibly… Wonderful.

"You purchase them. You haul them home. You neglect them until they liquefy in the crisper drawer." "That's a catastrophically inefficient system." "It's the human system." We halt at a stall where a woman with soil ground into her fingernails sells jars of honey in gradients from pale gold to black amber. Julian seizes a jar, reads the label, and his brow furrows. "This honey costs forty dollars." "It's local. It's artisanal. Bees with refined palates harvested it." "That's not the operational mechanics of bees." "You're annihilating the ordinary experience."

he tells me. Hmm, I guess that may work. Though I do detest being called hunni. Honey is something you put on toast or use in cooking, made by bees. Not a name I wish to be called by a man trying his hardest to make me want him. Is that where he feels we are at, pet names? “Ok. I guess we could do that, but I do have other meetings arranged while here, so it will have to fit around me I am afraid.” I said, hoping to restrict the time I have to spend with him.