The Platinum Dragon's Mate - Zoe Chant Page 0,41

make it work.

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Sage was having a truly fantastic dream.

She was floating—where, she wasn’t sure. Somewhere soft and warmly lit, full of puffy clouds that actually felt like cushions instead of just looking like them. Lying beside her was a strong, solid body—

Reid, she realized, and turned to smile at him. He smiled back, and somehow his smile touched something deep inside her, thrilling her to her core.

She wanted him. She wanted him so badly, suddenly—nothing would satisfy her but to get to him, touch him, pull his body tight up against hers, rub against him—she reached—

And woke up.

And arched in pleasure before she fully knew what she was doing, because everything was just as soft and warm as it had been in her dream, but it was all centered between her legs, where—where—

Where Reid was lapping softly at her clit, sending waves of delicious sensation through her entire body. Sage moved against the sheets, twisting towards his mouth as he glanced up—one quick shock of blue eyes, and then he ducked his head and started licking her in earnest.

She was already revved up high, ready to go off, and that was all it took. She tipped right over the edge into orgasm, shuddering as the pleasure rippled through her, deep and gorgeous and perfect.

It took her a long moment to catch her breath, but finally she managed to say, “Whoa. What a way to wake up.”

Reid grinned up at her. “Another?”

She stared at him—it took her a second to realize he meant, Another orgasm? and once she did, it took her another second to process that if she said yes, he’d really go down again and bring her off a second time.

“Get up here,” she said when she’d figured it out, reaching for him.

He came up willingly, and she kissed the taste of herself off of his lips as he stretched out on top of her, long and muscled and warm, sleep-tousled and beautiful.

“What do you want?” he murmured against her mouth.

“Inside me,” she murmured back.

He drew in a quick breath at that, and she smiled, happy that he was wanting just like she was, under all of that self-control.

“Come on,” she said. “I had my turn.”

“This won’t just be my turn,” he said, mock-offended. “I don’t know if I like that assessment of my skills.”

“No, I—I just want you to feel as good as I do,” she said, tripping over her tongue.

His expression softened at that, and he kissed her deeply. “I like making you feel good,” he said, and before she could come up with something to say to that, his fingers were at her opening, slipping in her wetness, making sure she was ready.

She thrust her hips up, looking for more, and he groaned softly, and gave it to her. He pressed in slowly, nothing like yesterday’s quick joining, so she really had time to feel how big and hard he was, stretching her open. Her head tipped back, her mouth open as he went deeper, and deeper, and deeper.

Finally, he was fully inside her, and he paused for a long moment while she shuddered around him, loving the feeling of being filled.

But she could sense the fine tremors in his muscles as he held himself still, waiting for her. She wrapped her arms around him and tilted her hips. “Move,” she whispered.

And he did. Slowly at first, and then speeding up as he lost control—she could feel it in him, the need for her, to be inside her, to feel her all around him. She moved with him, chasing her own pleasure. It was surprisingly easy—it was like the echoes of her last orgasm were still lurking around, and the feeling of him moving inside her caught them and swirled them up into a frenzy again, until she was just as desperate as if she’d never come at all.

Reid was right there with her—driving deep into her, his breath coming in sharp pants, sweat dampening his hair. Sage arched up to meet each thrust, clutching his shoulders—her nails were digging in as her muscles tightened, clenching, almost there, almost—

She fell over the edge into orgasm with a moan, pleasure ripping through her body and leaving her in an ecstatic free-fall. She heard Reid groan low and long, hips jerking as he came along with her, both of them drenched with pleasure and release.

Chapter 13: Reid

This is my family, Reid thought, as they sat down to breakfast together.

He’d checked Rhiannon over when she woke up—which had thankfully