Releasing the Dragon: Myths and Legends, Book One by Stacie Simpson

only a couple of dates, but couldn't deny I felt the same for
him.
    He bent his head to caress my lips with his.
Soft kisses so warm, so achingly tender. His tongue came out and
licked across my lips, not entering my mouth, just another caress.
He kept up the gentle pace for a while then slid his tongue along
mine with languid strokes. Slowly, tenderly, he seduced me with his
skillful mouth.
    After several long moments he swept me into
his arms and carried me upstairs to his bedroom. He walked as if I
weighed nothing at all. When he set me down beside the bed I kicked
off my shoes and wrapped my arms around his waist. He kissed me
again, still making love to me with his mouth, not devouring me as
he had on the balcony. The sensuality of his kisses left me
breathless, caused warmth to spread throughout my body.
    His hands smoothed over my shoulders and down
my arms, back up and down again. The gentle caresses so loving they
tugged at my heart. He moved his mouth to my neck leisurely kissing
and licking, then sucking lightly as his tongue made circles on my
sensitive flesh. I couldn't believe how good his hands and mouth
felt on my body. It was nothing like how I'd felt in Mystique with
those other men. They could have gotten my body off, but with
Dragon it was so much more. Every touch of his hands, every kiss of
his lips or slide of his tongue, seemed to reach into my soul and
draw me closer and closer to him.
    I pulled his shirt from his pants and started
undoing the buttons. When I was finished, I ran my hands through
the soft dark hair covering his chest, then over the sculpted
muscles of his shoulders and arms. The feel of his body under my
hands was indescribable. He let his shirt fall behind him then spun
me around putting my back in front of him. I started to protest
until he pushed my hair over my shoulder and kissed the back of my
neck as he unzipped my gown. The dress slid down over my hips and
fell to the floor. My head rolled back against his chest while his
hands moved slowly along my hips, then up my sides before cupping
my breasts. I closed my eyes focusing on the incredible sensations
pulsing through my body. He continued exploring my neck and
shoulders with his mouth as his fingers circled my nipples
teasingly.
    I moaned, tingles of pleasure making me
shiver. "Will you tease me all night, or will you give me more?" A
breathless question I couldn't hold back.
    "Is this what you want Serafina?" His breath
skated across my ear.
    One of his hands trailed down over my stomach
sliding between my legs, delving into my soft pink flesh as the
other hand squeezed and massaged my breast. His knowing fingers
soon had me quivering in his arms, barely able to remain standing.
My heart was pounding, my breath rushing in and out. Just when I
thought I couldn't take any more, he pinched my clit between his
thumb and forefinger sending me over the edge with pulsating waves
of pleasure. Dragon caught me as my legs gave out and placed me on
his luxuriously soft bed.
    Through the haze of afterglow I watched as he
removed the rest of his clothing, drawing it out to tease me. I
licked my lips as Dragon slowly revealed himself to me. He was
truly magnificent, powerful with an edge of darkness, that bad-boy
look that drives all women wild. His muscular body prowled towards
me with predatory focus, his eyes following the curves of my body
like he was trying to commit every detail to memory. He crawled up
the bed where I was leaning back on my elbows and whispered, "You
are always beautiful, but lying on my bed with your skin flush from
orgasm, you are breathtaking." His words and the heat in his eyes
tightened things low in my body.
    Dragon smoothed his hands over my leg while
lifting my foot to rest on his shoulder. He kissed his way down my
calf and thigh to the hollow just before the bare mound between my
thighs. His beard brushed along my skin, light and teasing. He gave
my other leg the same treatment before leaning forward to