Loving The Dragon Lord CEO

101 His Natural Form

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CHAPTER 101

He looked splendid and even more handsome in this form. His wings were a breathtaking shade of dark blue that shimmered with different shades of aqua green and sea blue when the light shone on them.

His horn stood proudly on his head and was twisted a bit. He looked like an actual dragon only that he still had his human form.

“This is my natural form,” Jay announced.

“It is beautiful,” Macy commented finally.

Another smile broke out on his lips as he admired her awestruck expression. “Thank you. I am a part man and part beast with my dragon on the inside. As I said previously, a dragon has three forms; the human form, the natural form which is this, and my dragon form.”

“I would love to see that.”

“Patience my jewel, patience.” Macy nodded her head like an eager child. All of a sudden the look of confusion and fear that she wore faded away just from the sight before her. It was like she was watching a movie and her anticipation was clearly displayed on her face for him to see.

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‘Naughty girl. You want to play with them don’t you?’ Jay thought to himself.

“So for now, these are the only two forms I can let you see.” Macy’s smile dropped and her enthusiasm disappeared as well. “I am sorry but you just have to be patient. The world thinks we are extinct but that is a way to just preserve our existence.”

“I understand.”

“Thank you.” No one said anything, Macy had her head down as she fiddled with her thoughts. She so much wanted to ask him if she could touch his horns and play with them but did not know how that would seem if he would like that.

“Just ask already,” jay’s voice broke her out of her thoughts. It was like he could read her mind ever since their intimate session and as weird as that may seem, she loved it so much.

“Okay. Here I go. Can I touch them?”

“What?”

“Your you know...” Macy moved her hands to her head, gesturing to him about his horns but when he grimaced, she sighed and just said the words out straight. “Your horns.”

“Oh.” Sky did not say anything further but stood there. The look on his face made him seem like he was contemplating something. He looked back up at her and gave her a weak smile. “Okay.”

He could very much refuse it but he knew she would feel bad. To them it was like a sacred part of their body but being who she was to him, he let go of his pride and allowed her. “Fine. You can touch them.”

He had not completed his sentence when Macy leaped up with joy and dashed to where he stood, tripping on her rug and falling into his waiting strong arms. ????????n????e????????. ????oｍ

“Be careful or you would hurt yourself,” jay cautioned her.

Instead of feeling sad, she was all the more excited and chirpy. In Jay’s mind, he just found himself a child for a mate.

Resigning his fate, he helped her stand straight on her feet but did not pull his hands away from her waist and instead waited. For her to carry on with her activity.

Macy’s eye s shone with delight and in them was a trace of fear but her anticipation outshine every other feeling she felt.

BADUM! BADUM!

She could feel her heartbeat begin to thud loudly in her chest when she had not even done anything. Slowly Macy reached up till her fingers lightly touched his black horn then she pulled them back quickly.

She returned her gaze to Jay and found his expression unreadable. A part of her felt that he was feeling bad because of how scared she was when she touched it.

Even at that, surprisingly, it wasn’t as she thought it to be. The texture felt like leather and flesh alive. She looked at him deeply and then tried again.

“It won’t bite, Macy,” Jay whispered calmly into her ears. She could feel his warm breath tickle her cheeks and his masculine sweet scent of mint and lavender harass her nostrils.

Somehow it had made her calm and when she touched the horn again, she let her fingers linger on. Macy did not move but kept her gaze fixed on his horns and where her hand was touching.

The instant her fingers touched his horn again, Jay’s eyes changed. They darkened further and his pupils dilated. His dragon was getting agitated. He did not like being touched but sensing that the person touching her was she, he calmed down a fraction.

Jay’s eyes burned with a deep heated look as he stared at her through his lashes and waited for her to move her hand on it but Macy automatically forgot how to breathe and move.

Just when he felt he could not take the torture any longer, Macy moved her fingers against the soft leathery flesh.

“Ahhh...” Jay closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath before releasing them slowly.

He could feel his beast become elated and stopped being grouchy. He had hesitated in letting her touch him at first because his dragon would not have liked that but seeing how much of a puppy he became because of her, Jay shook his head in his mind before opening his eyes.

It was at this time, Macy returned her gaze back to him and her eyes met with his burning, sensual ones. She felt her stomach tighten at the feel and somehow feel aroused just from how deeply he was staring at her.

Somehow, the closeness of their bodies and the situation they were in made her mind flashback to their lovemaking and before she knew what was going on, her walls clenched and her juices escaped, making her wet.

Sniff!

Jay sniffed and his eyes widened as his nostrils flared. He could smell the scent of her arousal and being the primal beast his dragon worse, he too sprang back up, ready for action and so did his lower smaller dragon.

‘Darn it.’

Macy caught all of his expressions and she did not need someone to tell her before she understood what was happening.

Immediately her fingers froze in place and she stopped caressing his horn as both of them stared deeply into each other’s eyes.

Everything felt, real, different, strange, yet overwhelming for both of them.

Jay gulped loudly, he was fighting back the urge to capture her lips in his and kiss her hungrily while allowing his hands to roam all over her body and ultimately let himself lose and have her.

If she was indeed his mate, he needed to mark her but he wanted to take things slow as their first attempt at having sex, though good, only ended up revealing things that shouldn’t have been revealed yet.

She could tell something was wrong and he was fighting with himself but she was still confused about what to do.

After some thought on it, she decided to hug him or just continue with what her hands were doing before. A perfectly wrong move.

She pressed her body into his and allowed her fingers to gently caress each horn on his head.

‘What is she doing? Darn it, Macy is going to only aggravate him and make him take her, here and now.’ Jay thought to himself.

He was losing it. His beast though happy was getting ready to have her and it became too hard to control him and keep him in check. That coupled with how her breasts were pressed hard against his chest, only made him hard down there and he knew she could feel it.

‘Then why isn’t she pulling away? Why is she still holding on?” jay questioned in his mind.

Unknown to him, she feeling his arousal only ended up turning her on and she did not want to let go again.

He was in for some deep shit.

“Macy...” he called out her name through gritted teeth. “Please stop.”

“Huh? Am I hurting you?” Macy asked and pulled her head back so she could look at him and possibly read his expression.

“No. Please stop caressing him or I won’t be able to hold on any longer.”

Even though what he meant was clear, Macy still tried it and trailed her fingers on his horn once more. “Please. It is hard resisting the urge to pounce on you, Macy.”

“Who said anything about wanting you to resist?”

Urghh! Such daring behavior. Jay growled from deep within. He was in for some deep shit.

“I do not want you to hold back, Jay. I want you to love me.”

“You are not yet ready for me to make love to you in this form. I could break you.”

“I am not that fragile Jay. I would take my chances.” She reached up and pressed her lips against his while using her right knee to gently rub against his hard-on and allowing her fingers to continue their former work on his horn.

“Fuck! I warned you.”