Married To The Last Ice Dragon-Chapter 114: In control? 2

Sage climbed his body without hesitation, straddling him as she guided his erect member to her clitoris while riding him.

He put his hands on her waist as she moaned and took in his entire length.

Sage shivered as he worked his fingers up the side of her body, cupping her breasts in his hands, then smiled and bit his lips as he focused his gaze on her.

"Go faster, my love," he hissed, making her blink twice before returning his hands to her waist and controlling her waist movement.

Cyrus found it highly erotic when she pushed his hair that had fallen on her face backwards. She smirked as he scanned her with his gaze, then leaned in close and kissed him on the lips.

"You do not want me to have control, do you?" Sage inquired, rolling her eyes and rubbing her thumb against his lower lip before he could catch her lips.

He licked her finger, causing her to gasp and remove her hand, but he caught her wrist and pulled her fingers towards his lips, kissing them all.

"I want you to enjoy yourself." Cyrus whispered sucking her lips.

"Hmm mm, by not allowing me to get close to my friend?" Sage asked shaking her head in this disbelief.

Cyrus paused sucking her fingers, and his eyes instantly transformed into silver reptile-like forms.

"Are you thinking about someone else?" He asked calmly, but jealousy could be seen in those sharpened silver eyes.

"I am just concerned about my friend, nothing more." Sage let out a sigh.

Cyrus narrowed his eyes at her and bit her thumb before sucking it, making sure she felt coldness rather than pain in the bruise he had created.

Sage whimpered and moaned as he did this, maintaining eye contact with her.

He drew himself up, wrapping his arms around her, while she examined her thumb for signs of injury.

He had healed it?

She shivered as he kissed her neck and began to dig his teeth into her neck, leaving bite marks while thrusting hard into her.

Sage’s mind went completely blank.

She threw her head back, gasping for air, as Cyrus didn’t slow down, instead picking up the pace until she began to cry out.

"C...ah, Cyrus."

She scratched his arms with her fingers as he ran faster.

The faster he went, the more she was losing her mind because she didn’t want him to stop.

Her desire was increasing at every second. Her heart was racing abnormally, and the heat between them was only increasing, pushing away the extreme cold she had felt earlier.

Cyrus smiled as he licked the bite marks on her neck and thrust deeper, feeling Sage dig her nails even deeper into his arms.

He pushed her onto the bed, wrapping her legs around his waist and interlocking their hands, pinning them to the bed.

When he noticed her eyes were closed, he planted a kiss on her lips and began to slow down. "Open your eyes, parrot," he said quietly, and Sage’s intoxicated emerald eyes fluttered open.

"Let your thoughts be filled with me, as my thoughts are always filled with you, my love," He spoke softly and caught her lips, kissing her sensuously. "Would you like me to stop?" He inquired in the midst of the kiss, as she sucked his lips.

"No..."

Sage couldn’t believe Cyrus was so envious because she mentioned Darren. She had not even mentioned his name; what would his reaction be if she did?

"My parrot is becoming addicted to me," Cyrus teased, breaking the kiss and tightening his grip in her hands, thrusting and thrusting until Sage became a moaning mess.

Her body arched constantly, but Cyrus had her hands firmly pinned to the bed.

"Ah, Cyrus!" She finally arrived, caught her breath, and closed her eyes shot.

Cyrus smirked, pulled her up, and embraced her while ejaculating, his face buried in her neck.

They continued to breathe deeply and in unison for quite some time.

Cyrus stroked Sage’s hair as his heart tightened, imagining how he would react if his dark state hurt her and then returning to his normal state when he saw her in pain.

He hugged her tightly, as if letting go would cause her to vanish. "Do not leave me, Sage; I will give you control whenever you want." He closed his eyes and whispered.

Sage smiled as her eyes widened. "Cyrus Dragos is adorable." She muttered and laughed.

Cyrus opened his eyes and laughed deeply, pulling the blanket beside them and laying on the bed with Sage on top of him.

He emerged from her, his member grinding against her soaked clit, causing his member to twitch and harden once more.

Sage continued to grind against Cyrus while he swallowed.

"I was going to let you sleep because I thought you were tired." Cyrus continued to caress her haired.

Sage stood up and smiled at him. "You are the one who is tired." She teased as she continued grinding against him.

Cyrus hummed, gripped her tightly, and switched their positions, her lying on the bed and him hovering over her.

"Believe me when I say I am not." While she bit her lower lip in anticipation, he whispered and brushed his nose against hers. "I am not going to let you sleep tonight, parrot." He added, and his lips collided with hers.

...

At dawn, the couple were asleep in each other arms.

Only the whistle of the wind and the crackling fire could be heard.

Meanwhile, Snowflake sat on the chair in front of the fireplace, his usual glum expression on his face.

His blue slit eyes sparkled with fire reflection and flashed with pure black. With his gaze fixed on the fire place, he almost appeared to be smiling.

His nine tails swayed in unison, and the white fur on the tips turned black.

Snowflake immediately curled himself into a white furry ball and closed his eyes as Cyrus’ white hair tips turned black.