pulled away only long enough for her to take her jeans the rest of the way down, before taking her in his arms, kissing her with all the passion he had inside him.
He picked her up, wrapped her legs around his waist, and walked with her to the nearest wall. “Hang on,” he commanded, and she did. She had her arms wrapped around his neck, and her ankles locked at his lower back. Her hard nipples teased at his chest, and it was all he could do to concentrate on what he wanted to do. He jerked his pants open and down. She moaned as he leaned into her, his cock hard, and ready. He kissed her, pinning her to the wall, moaning at the sweet friction as he ground against her slick heat.
“Please, Jace,” she begged, arching her back, pressing herself more firmly against him.
He couldn’t deny either of them. He needed her too much—his dragon—needed her too. With a hoarse groan, he positioned himself and thrust into her.
Charlotte cried out as he hit bottom, the held her breath.
“Breathe, love,” he teased.
She exhaled and opened her eyes, her smoldering gaze making his cock twitch. “It just feels so good.”
“It’ll feel a whole lot better before too long,” he promised as he started thrusting into her. The first stroke was soft and gentle, but she tilted her hips and sank into him, demanding more. Each thrust became harder and harder. Her soft moans and sighs grew louder as he plunged into her. Her nails, a little sharper than before dug into his shoulders as she moved over him, taking him as much as he was taking her. It was wild and frenzied, and exactly what both dragons needed.
She let go of his shoulder with one hand and slid her hand between them. He rested his forehead against hers and watched as she stroked her clit. It was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He fucked her faster, harder, his cock so full it was almost painful. The soft muscles of her pussy tightened around him, squeezing his shaft, making him see stars.
His cock twitched, and his balls tightened. He could have held on for a short while longer, but when she bent her head and bit his neck, he couldn’t stop. His strokes faltered as he plunged all the way in, and exploded.
A moment later, her whole body tensed in his arms, and she cried out. The walls of her pussy clenched around him over and over, milking him. He didn’t move, not an inch, until the last of her tremors subsided, and she lay limp in his arms.
After a while, she smiled against his shoulder. “Reminds me of the day we met,” she said. “Officially, that is.”
“Mmm. Yes, only better,” he responded before nuzzling her neck. He had yet to reclaim her, something he was anxious to rectify.
“Maybe you’re right. Maybe we can move back upstairs today,” she said her voice a little drowsy, and a lot satisfied.
He kissed the pink spot on her neck, teasing it until goosebumps rose on her skin. “A little later,” he suggested. “Right now, I have more important things to take care of.” He carried her back to the area where they’d slept for the past three nights.
“Oh, like what?” she asked, then giggled as he lowered her onto the cushions.
“Like showing my mate how truly, and madly I am in love with her.”
Her eyes grew wide and then softened, as they always did when he told her he loved her. “I love you too, Jace,” she whispered, then claimed his mouth with a soft kiss.
About the Author
Self-proclaimed tropical princess, Élianne Adams has no idea how she came to be born and live in snowy Ontario, Canada. She has always enjoyed curling up with a good book and a warm blanket. Even before she really knew what love was, she dreamed of writing her own happily ever after stories. It wasn’t until her very own hero encouraged her to follow her lifelong dream that she began putting the words begging to be told onto the page. When she isn’t reading or writing, Élianne can be found spending time with her husband, three
He picked her up, wrapped her legs around his waist, and walked with her to the nearest wall. “Hang on,” he commanded, and she did. She had her arms wrapped around his neck, and her ankles locked at his lower back. Her hard nipples teased at his chest, and it was all he could do to concentrate on what he wanted to do. He jerked his pants open and down. She moaned as he leaned into her, his cock hard, and ready. He kissed her, pinning her to the wall, moaning at the sweet friction as he ground against her slick heat.
“Please, Jace,” she begged, arching her back, pressing herself more firmly against him.
He couldn’t deny either of them. He needed her too much—his dragon—needed her too. With a hoarse groan, he positioned himself and thrust into her.
Charlotte cried out as he hit bottom, the held her breath.
“Breathe, love,” he teased.
She exhaled and opened her eyes, her smoldering gaze making his cock twitch. “It just feels so good.”
“It’ll feel a whole lot better before too long,” he promised as he started thrusting into her. The first stroke was soft and gentle, but she tilted her hips and sank into him, demanding more. Each thrust became harder and harder. Her soft moans and sighs grew louder as he plunged into her. Her nails, a little sharper than before dug into his shoulders as she moved over him, taking him as much as he was taking her. It was wild and frenzied, and exactly what both dragons needed.
She let go of his shoulder with one hand and slid her hand between them. He rested his forehead against hers and watched as she stroked her clit. It was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. He fucked her faster, harder, his cock so full it was almost painful. The soft muscles of her pussy tightened around him, squeezing his shaft, making him see stars.
His cock twitched, and his balls tightened. He could have held on for a short while longer, but when she bent her head and bit his neck, he couldn’t stop. His strokes faltered as he plunged all the way in, and exploded.
A moment later, her whole body tensed in his arms, and she cried out. The walls of her pussy clenched around him over and over, milking him. He didn’t move, not an inch, until the last of her tremors subsided, and she lay limp in his arms.
After a while, she smiled against his shoulder. “Reminds me of the day we met,” she said. “Officially, that is.”
“Mmm. Yes, only better,” he responded before nuzzling her neck. He had yet to reclaim her, something he was anxious to rectify.
“Maybe you’re right. Maybe we can move back upstairs today,” she said her voice a little drowsy, and a lot satisfied.
He kissed the pink spot on her neck, teasing it until goosebumps rose on her skin. “A little later,” he suggested. “Right now, I have more important things to take care of.” He carried her back to the area where they’d slept for the past three nights.
“Oh, like what?” she asked, then giggled as he lowered her onto the cushions.
“Like showing my mate how truly, and madly I am in love with her.”
Her eyes grew wide and then softened, as they always did when he told her he loved her. “I love you too, Jace,” she whispered, then claimed his mouth with a soft kiss.
About the Author
Self-proclaimed tropical princess, Élianne Adams has no idea how she came to be born and live in snowy Ontario, Canada. She has always enjoyed curling up with a good book and a warm blanket. Even before she really knew what love was, she dreamed of writing her own happily ever after stories. It wasn’t until her very own hero encouraged her to follow her lifelong dream that she began putting the words begging to be told onto the page. When she isn’t reading or writing, Élianne can be found spending time with her husband, three
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