Lord of Destiny (The Dragon Demigods #6) - Charlene Hartnady Page 0,64
I whisper a warning as I line up to her glistening channel. I put my tip against her, applying some pressure. “Ready?” I murmur.
She groans. It’s soft, but not nearly soft enough.
I should take this part slow. Ease my way into her snugness. I don’t. I cover her mouth with my hand and enter her with one hard shove. She cries out against me, but I do a good job of muffling the noise.
My eyes squeeze shut. My breathing is now as ragged as fuck. I hear her sucking down air through her nose like she can’t get enough of it. Pleasure rushes through me. My balls tighten immediately.
I zone in on her clit and rub very softly. I don’t want her to come right off the bat. This needs to be quick, but not too quick. I thrust into her a couple of times. Not too hard and not too fast. Her breasts bounce in time with my ministrations. I never thought I was a breast man before meeting this woman. I’m converted. Make no mistake, everything about her is sexy, but right now, her side-boob is a thing to behold. I want to fuck her with a mirror in front of us. Or with her on all fours. I want her on top. I want her underneath me again. I want her every which way. I just want her.
I’m just getting going when— Fucking hell! I hear them. I keep my hand tightly around her mouth. I push all the way inside her and hold still. I press my finger against her clit, but I don’t move so much as a muscle. We’re both too close to the edge to take any risks. Either she hears them too, or she takes her cues from me because she quietens down. I take my hand away from her mouth to make it easier for her to breathe.
We stand there, pressed tightly against the tree, under the canopy. Our bodies locked together. My dick throbbing inside her. My heart is beating like mad. If they decide to check this part of the forest, we’re fucked. All I can smell is sex. If they fly very low, we might just be busted. I can smell the musky, slightly salty scent of her pussy. It makes my mouth water. Makes my teeth sharpen. I’m not sure why that is. Maybe my dragon wants to mark her or protect her. Probably both.
As they move off, I start to tease her clit. Softly at first and then more firmly. I start to carefully rock into her. Jesus, but she feels amazing. My balls are in my throat. I work her clit faster. Her breathing has turned ragged. Her hands are clutching at the tree. I pull back further and punch into her heat. I pinch her clit between my forefinger and thumb. Hard enough to sting a little, but not hard enough to hurt her. The sensory overload should make her come. I put my other hand next to hers on the tree trunk. There’s no gentle fluttering of her walls. No warning to speak of. Her pussy just clenches around my cock like a velvet vice. I feel a sharp pain on my hand. I realize she’s biting down on me.
Fuck!
I lose it. I seriously fucking lose it. The feeling of her sharp teeth embedded in my skin is too much. Scales erupt on my chest. My own teeth turn sharp. I hold back a roar, only just managed to stop myself from biting her neck. I’m almost not quick enough. I can feel myself coming.
I pull out, strumming on her clit for all I am worth, while I come hard on the ground between her legs. I ease off as she comes down. When she’s properly spent, I fist my cock. Squeezing out the last of my own pleasure. My eyes are firmly shut. My breathing is ragged.
I pull back and see come splattered on the lower side of her right thigh. Most of it is on the ground, but not all. Shit! I didn’t mean to do that, but I’m fucked if I don’t feel heat blossom inside me. I feel possessive. I have no right to feel this way. No right at all.
Raven turns. Her eyes are wide. She looks upset.
“Sorry,” we both whisper in unison.
“Why are you sorry?” I ask. “I’m the one who should be apologizing.” I swallow, trying to catch my breath without making too much noise.