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his sensual assault on my stomach and hip bones, licking, kissing
and sucking with excruciating slowness. I buried my hands in his
hair urging him higher. He was driving me crazy and I wasn't sure
how much more I could take. When the coarse hairs of his beard
rasped over my nipples I arched into him begging for more.
"I can’t wait any more Dragon; I need to feel
you inside of me."
"I promised you we would take things slowly,"
he murmured against my breast.
I felt his erection pressing into my thigh, a
scalding heat that said he wanted more as much as I did. But still
he kept up the maddening slow pace, just as he had with his earlier
kisses. His teasing rode a fine line between arousing and
frustrating. Every one of my nerve endings was on fire. My breath
came in shallow pants as I writhed beneath him searching for the
release he wouldn't allow to come.
Finally, when the fire between us burned out
of control, he claimed my mouth in a hungry kiss as he thrust
himself into my body with one powerful stroke. We both groaned with
satisfaction as his shaft filled me, stretching the tight muscles
of my entrance. Our bodies moved together, the erotic dance driven
by primal instinct and need. My slick heat gripped him as he slid
into me again and again.
Any thoughts of slowing down were forgotten
under the onslaught of sensations ravaging my body. Ragged moans
filled the air as pleasure coiled in our souls. When the wildfire
of orgasm spread from my center, Dragon pulled me up, clutching me
to his chest as he thrust into me with increasing strength and
speed. My nails clawed at his back and I gloried in the savage
intensity of our joining. A deep growl thundered through the room
causing an explosion of ecstasy inside of me. Dragon thrust one
last time, violently, impaling me on his hard length, spilling his
seed like a fiery brand on my soul.
For that one shining moment we were one - one
body, one heart, one soul. Then the euphoria started to fade and he
rolled to the side pulling me on top of him. We laid there taking
deep shuddering breaths as our hearts slowed. His warm hands
caressed my back with slow calming circles until I shivered from
the cool air in the room. Dragon kissed the top of my head and
rose, taking me with him so that we could get under the covers. He
was on his back with me plastered to his side, my head resting on
his chest and my leg draping across his lower body.
After a while he said, "I guess I need to
work on slow after all."
I chuckled at that. "I don't think you have
any problems with slow, or fast, or any other speed for that
matter. I've never had orgasms like that before - not even in my
dreams."
He rolled me to my back and propped himself
up on his elbow beside me. Using one finger he drew circles around
my navel as he spoke. "That's a shame. A woman as beautiful and
sexy as you deserves to have her body worshipped by any man she
deems worthy of her bed." He bent his head to kiss my shoulder.
"Well I'm glad you feel that way, but most
men probably wouldn't agree with you."
"Lucky for you, I'm not most men." He closed
his mouth over my nipple, sucking strongly as his tongue flicked
over its tip. My spine arched as tingles of pleasure raced to my
core. He continued worshipping my breasts until little whimpers of
need escaped me. Then he covered me with his warmth and eased his
way into my welcoming body. This time we did keep it slow, taking
our time, getting to know each other's bodies. And when release
came it wasn't a shattering explosion, but a slow burn that spread
over us like sunshine after a storm. It was only after we quieted
for the night, when I was about to drift off into sleep, that I
realized we were wrapped in red satin sheets.
* * * * *
Chapter Thirteen
I woke up feeling like I must be dreaming.
How else could I possibly be holding my mate? Smelling her sweet
scent on my pillow? I had waited over four hundred years for that
moment, and when it
his sensual assault on my stomach and hip bones, licking, kissing
and sucking with excruciating slowness. I buried my hands in his
hair urging him higher. He was driving me crazy and I wasn't sure
how much more I could take. When the coarse hairs of his beard
rasped over my nipples I arched into him begging for more.
"I can’t wait any more Dragon; I need to feel
you inside of me."
"I promised you we would take things slowly,"
he murmured against my breast.
I felt his erection pressing into my thigh, a
scalding heat that said he wanted more as much as I did. But still
he kept up the maddening slow pace, just as he had with his earlier
kisses. His teasing rode a fine line between arousing and
frustrating. Every one of my nerve endings was on fire. My breath
came in shallow pants as I writhed beneath him searching for the
release he wouldn't allow to come.
Finally, when the fire between us burned out
of control, he claimed my mouth in a hungry kiss as he thrust
himself into my body with one powerful stroke. We both groaned with
satisfaction as his shaft filled me, stretching the tight muscles
of my entrance. Our bodies moved together, the erotic dance driven
by primal instinct and need. My slick heat gripped him as he slid
into me again and again.
Any thoughts of slowing down were forgotten
under the onslaught of sensations ravaging my body. Ragged moans
filled the air as pleasure coiled in our souls. When the wildfire
of orgasm spread from my center, Dragon pulled me up, clutching me
to his chest as he thrust into me with increasing strength and
speed. My nails clawed at his back and I gloried in the savage
intensity of our joining. A deep growl thundered through the room
causing an explosion of ecstasy inside of me. Dragon thrust one
last time, violently, impaling me on his hard length, spilling his
seed like a fiery brand on my soul.
For that one shining moment we were one - one
body, one heart, one soul. Then the euphoria started to fade and he
rolled to the side pulling me on top of him. We laid there taking
deep shuddering breaths as our hearts slowed. His warm hands
caressed my back with slow calming circles until I shivered from
the cool air in the room. Dragon kissed the top of my head and
rose, taking me with him so that we could get under the covers. He
was on his back with me plastered to his side, my head resting on
his chest and my leg draping across his lower body.
After a while he said, "I guess I need to
work on slow after all."
I chuckled at that. "I don't think you have
any problems with slow, or fast, or any other speed for that
matter. I've never had orgasms like that before - not even in my
dreams."
He rolled me to my back and propped himself
up on his elbow beside me. Using one finger he drew circles around
my navel as he spoke. "That's a shame. A woman as beautiful and
sexy as you deserves to have her body worshipped by any man she
deems worthy of her bed." He bent his head to kiss my shoulder.
"Well I'm glad you feel that way, but most
men probably wouldn't agree with you."
"Lucky for you, I'm not most men." He closed
his mouth over my nipple, sucking strongly as his tongue flicked
over its tip. My spine arched as tingles of pleasure raced to my
core. He continued worshipping my breasts until little whimpers of
need escaped me. Then he covered me with his warmth and eased his
way into my welcoming body. This time we did keep it slow, taking
our time, getting to know each other's bodies. And when release
came it wasn't a shattering explosion, but a slow burn that spread
over us like sunshine after a storm. It was only after we quieted
for the night, when I was about to drift off into sleep, that I
realized we were wrapped in red satin sheets.
* * * * *
Chapter Thirteen
I woke up feeling like I must be dreaming.
How else could I possibly be holding my mate? Smelling her sweet
scent on my pillow? I had waited over four hundred years for that
moment, and when it
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