“Good boy,” Hatori praised. “Good and hard for your massster.” His hands gently encircled Evan’s thick shaft, tightening along the base, his thumb gently caressing the large vein that ran beneath. “You will not come,” he murmured, “until you are given permissssion.”
Then, still holding Evan’s gray eyes, Hatori rose over the hard cock and allowed his tongue to flick at the head.
“Please!” the words exploded from Evan’s throat, sounding rough and painfully aroused. “Please, please, please…”
But Hatori smirked and tightened his grip on Evan’s throbbing prick, holding his orgasm at bay.
“Control, pet,” he breathed. His other hand reached lower to gently cup Evan’s balls. “Ssso cool to the touch,” he hissed, watching tears flow freely from Evan’s eyes. “Ssso very delicate. Sssince you are mine, pup, I may think about getting you a ssspecial collar and leasssh, just for my pleasssure.”
Evan arched up as Hatori gently tugged at his sac, rolling the balls, heavy with seed, in his hand.
“He isss almost ready,” Hatori murmured, and Delia grunted in acknowledgement.
Evan jumped and shivered, suddenly remembering that a female, and his alpha female at that, was observing his taking. A bright blush suffused his cheeks and made him want to look down in shame. He stared at his alpha male instead, at those glowing eyes, and whimpered softly.
“None of that, pup,” Hatori admonished softly. “This body belongs to her as well as to me.”
One of his hands released his cock as the other lifted his scrotum to expose his puckered entrance, just barely exposed between the plump cheeks of his ass.
“Ssspread them.” Hatori’s words were a command. He moved off Evan enough for the gamma to comply.
Evan’s legs sprang open, despite his embarrassment and misgivings about having another male top him. This was no ordinary male. This was his Alpha male, and in all things, this particular male had to be obeyed. His eyes filled with panic though, as his instincts forced his body to obey.
“Ssshhh,” Hatori soothed. “Thiss iss only for me, little one. No one elssse will ever experience the fruitsss of your body like thissss.” Hatori’s finger trailed over the damp, wrinkled rosebud. It pulsed under his touch, making Evan’s head arch backwards. “No matter who you will leave here and fuck, no matter who lusssssts after thisss, my perfect playground, you will never ssspread your legssss for anyone other than me.”
In a strange way, this command actually reassured Evan, and his tension eased, something both alphas noted.
This command appealed to his baser male instincts, to the human voice of his past that refused to let any male top him. In his mind, this proved to Evan that he still had some control over his life; this command took away the fear of ever exposing his vulnerability, this level of control, to anyone else. This part of him was for his alpha male and his alpha male alone.
Delia held up something for Hatori, a small pot of something. The dragon eagerly dipped in his fingers, the same fingers that had been caressing Evan’s opening.
“I can sssee that order pleassssessss you, little one,” Hatori chuckled. “But issssssuessss of your sssexuality do not matter here. You are what I command you to be, little one, and that isss it. All else issss hubrissss.”
Evan nodded slowly, his eyes sliding a little to watch what his alpha male’s hand was doing.
His fingers now thoroughly coated in the natural oil Delia held, Hatori again allowed them to rim the wrinkled pucker of his mate’s body. Evan jerked and hissed in pleasure. His cock pulsed, and another bead of pre-cum trailed down his shaft.
“No coming until I sssay you can,” Hatori reminded him gruffly, tugging at Evan’s balls to emphasize his point as he allowed the tip of his finger to sink into his opening.
The long moan that rumbled from Evan’s chest was as much as a surprise to him as it was to Hatori, who began to softly chuckle.
“This asssss is mine,” he hissed, twisting his finger a bit as he leaned forward to lap at the pre-cum flowing from his slit. “Tight, virgin asssss.”
Evan whimpered as electricity shot through his ass and tightened his balls. He trembled and wanted to close his eyes, but the command to keep them locked to his alphas was still there.
Instead he struggled between holding still and thrusting up into that burning penetration. Hatori’s finger was a solid, hot thing that sent shock waves through his body. His legs trembled, and his thighs parted a bit more, eager for more of the erotic burn.
“Ssshhh,” Hatori soothed again, pulling his finger back a bit, then thrusting it further into the silky heat that was his gamma. “Ssshhh, little one. We will achieve our goalsss.”
Then more of that finger pressed inside, filling him, stretching him, tearing wrenching moans from Evan’s throat. It burned, yes, it did, but it felt so tight and full and good. His head thrashed and his vision clouded as he watched his alpha smile in approval.
“Good, little one,” Hatori breathed, leaning over and allowing his hair to trail over Evan’s body, inciting more quivers. He licked up the man’s chest to his abused nipple, lapping at the red and puffy, sore skin. “Take more.”
The finger pulled back and thrust in again. Evan’s body arched into the thrust, his thighs spreading wider. He lurched up into the teasing touch of that skillful tongue on his abused flesh and into the fucking motion of the finger that parted him.
Faster, Hatori moved his finger, smiling as his gamma’s flesh gave way and he unfurled for him like the petals of a rose.
“Yessss,” he hissed. “Give yourself over to me.”
Evan felt himself losing his grip on his orgasm as his breath rasped from his chest. He licked his dry lips and fought to obey the command to stare at his alpha.
His senses were singing! He had never before known such feelings could come from his ass. As a top, he’d watched and applauded his skill when he brought his lovers to screaming orgasm after screaming orgasm, but he always wondered if the ecstasy was as strong as it appeared. Now he was getting a taste, just a small dose of what his bottom lovers enjoyed, and he understood why they always came back for more.
Lost in these new, burgeoning sensations, he almost missed Hatori pulling out and adding a second lubricated finger to his slowly stretching hole. But as both fingers sank past the second knuckle, he noticed. His wail was loud, but short. Hatori cut off the noise, gagging his gamma with his tongue.
Evan sucked that tongue, nursing it as sensation flowed through his body. Pain, pleasure, burn, fullness… It all made his head reel and his body arch for more of that good pain.
Hatori filled his gamma’s mouth with his tongue, mapping out the hard ridges of the roof of his mouth, fluttering around his teeth, and playfully tagging his cheeks before he allowed the gamma to suckle its forked tip.
“Mmm,” Hatori purred in pleasure, feeling the flesh give beneath his fingers, feeling the arching motions his gamma instigated as he turned his fingers upward to search for that acorn-sized gland.
“Alpha!”
Hatori knew he’d struck gold when his gamma tore his mouth away to scream to the heavens, a flash of pleasure flooding his body. If he dallied too long with his gamma’s prostate, the command not to move would be violated against his gamma’s strong will, so he left off, allowing the clenching, rippling muscles of Evan’s ass to ease as Hatori began another gentle fucking motion.
“Sssoon, pet,” he breathed, lapping the sweat from Evan’s face.
Evan, through his peripheral vision, saw his alpha’s hand between his spread legs. He watched as Hatori’s arm moved back and forward and wanted to scream.
It wasn’t enough. He needed more.
Hatori’s hair shook with his every move, tickling Evan’s cock, that cool slide wrapping around it, bringing him to a never beheld level of ecstasy. He wanted to howl for more, to scratch at his alpha’s back, to demand more of this burning pleasure, but instinct held him at bay. Instead, his eyes became desperate and begging as he began his hungry pleading again. “Please, please, please…”
Without answering, Hatori rose up and pulled his fingers free from those silky soft muscles.
“You beg so divinely,” he murmured, then three fingers forced their way into Evan’s ass.
“Ah! God, burns!” Evan’s words exploded from his mouth as tears again flowed down his cheeks. He so wanted to look away, to turn away from this ravishment, but he could not.
But before the burn turned excruciating, Hatori dropped his head and engulfed Evan’s cock in the tight, wet heat of his mouth, his long tongue wrapping around the base as he bobbed his head.
“Hatori!” Evan bellowed, pleasure warring with the pain in his body. His anal muscles clenched and unclenched around the driving fingers opening him up for Hatori’s possession.
Hatori wasted no time, spreading his fingers, widening the stretched hole, preparing his gamma’s body. He knew his cock would be buried in that trembling, heated softness, and the thinking of it brought a moan to his lips.
Hatori’s moaning response to his gamma’s submission transferred directly to Evan’s cock, vibrating it, bringing fresh wails of pleasure to his lips as more pre-cum flowed down Hatori’s throat.
“You tassste ssso delicioussss, little one,” Hatori pulled off long enough to say, and then his tongue was tickling the slit in Evan’s glans, teasing the opening as the rest of his tongue wrapped around the head.
Evan arched into the bed, thrusting against the fingers that speared his ass, leaving him shaking and full, but still hungry for more. His body demanded something, something that urged him to heave back hard on those fingers, something that tore his hands away from the furs and into his own hair, something that made him beg even harder.
“Please!”
“Yes, pet, it is time!”
Then Hatori pulled away, leaving the wrenching heat of Evan’s ass, pulling away from his throbbing cock, and rising to his feet.
With a few tears, the silky pants that covered the hard ridge of Hatori’s erection were torn away, exposing the dragon he kept between his legs.
Hatori’s cock was scaled and brightly colored like his skin, the head sheathed in a colorful foreskin from which the deep purple of his glans peeked through. He was long and thick -- about twelve inches long, actually -- and his size sent fear shooting through Evan.
Hatori chuckled as he watched the fear in his gamma’s eyes grow at the size of him, tasted it on the air as his tongue flicked out, scenting his submissive.
“Your fearsss are warranted, little one.” He again took his place between Evan’s legs. “But unfounded. I cannot hurt you, my sssssubmissive. It goesss agaisssnt everything I ssstand for; it goes againssst my very nature asss an alpha.”
Evan’s fear diminished a little, but was still in the forefront of his eyes, making Hatori chuckle in glee. A submissive should have a certain level of fearful respect, but not abject terror.
Realizing he needed to ease his submissive a little more, Hatori reached out for Evan’s hand and placed it on his stomach, right above the soft black hair that hid the base of his massive cock.
“Exxxplore me, little one,” he urged. “There issss nothing but pleasssure here.”
Curiosity was an instinct that, even as a human, Evan refused to ignore. He trembled as his palm pressed against the soft skin of Hatori’s stomach, and his eyes widened in awe.
“You skin is so soft…” he whispered, more to himself, as he gently caressed Hatori’s brightly colored scales.
Hatori’s skin was like the softest of velvets, yet had an undeniable hardness to it that made it seem like bullets would bounce off it. Each scale was softly delineated and raised slightly, giving his skin a slightly ribbed effect.
Almost against his will, Evan’s hands dropped lower, through the thin forest of his pubic hair and around the base of his prick. He paused a moment, breathing deeply, then tore his eyes away from his alpha’s and stared at the cock he was about to grip. Slowly, his fingers tickled through that soft hair and caressed the base.
Hatori hissed as Evan grew braver and gently fisted the base. Evan’s eyes widened in surprise, shooting back to Hatori’s shining black orbs as he felt what soon would be filling his body to capacity.
“You are so… hard.”
Hatori was hard, and like the skin of his body, the delicate skin of his cock was surrounded by soft, gently raised scales. Here his skin felt like suede, or like a rich, natural silk. He was cool to the touch, not as hot as many of Evan’s male lovers in the past, but throbbing with a life all his own.
Evan’s fingers trickled up the lightly ribbed shaft to the foreskin that barely contained the swollen purple head before he fisted the whole thing.
“Yessss, pet,” Hatori hissed as cool seed rolled from his body. “You were made to fit my cock. Feel me and know how I will ssslide into your sssweet ass and make you mine.”
Evan whimpered at the words, his hand automatically stroking the object of his attention.
How would Hatori’s prick feel deep in his ass? Those slightly raised scales caressing his prostate, igniting fire while thrusting in or pulling out…
Fear turned into desire, and Evan stared up at his master with glowing gray eyes. “Now?”
Hatori smiled and reached for the pot of oil, taking it from the silently watching Delia, and lifted his pup’s hand from his dick.
Before Evan’s whimper of protest was pulled from his throat, Hatori was pouring the lightly scented oil into Evan’s palm, coating each of his fingers, caring not about the oil that flowed from Evan’s hands and onto his own throbbing cock.
“Prepare me,” Hatori ordered softly, closing his eyes and hissing out loud as Evan moved to do just that.
Oiled, the silky skin felt harder, more dangerous, but Evan eagerly prepared his alpha, wanting more and more to experience this possession. His instincts had totally taken over, giving his body what he needed, driving out the last of his thought processes as pure need took over.
He ran his fingers over the shaft, oiling each bump, and then on to the foreskin, where he gently unhooded his alpha, coating the swollen purple head.