Prince of Spies - By Bianca D'Arc Page 0,45

humans. Being half dragon had its advantages, after all.

“You don’t mind, do you?” Her sultry voice teased his senses.

“Mind?” His breath hitched as she moved back down, her hands tightening on his hard cock a moment before she reached down with her tongue to lick the tip. Nico stifled a groan. “I don’t mind at all.”

He reached back and grabbed on to the rails in the headboard—anything to keep from grabbing her and pinning her under his body while he took her. He wanted to fuck her desperately, but he’d made a vow. She would come to him willingly or not at all.

Riki smiled up at him before returning her full concentration to the matter at hand. She took his cock in one dainty hand, guiding it into her hot, wet mouth, while the fingers of her other devilish little hand massaged his balls. Fire shot from his groin, pleasure filling his senses as she found the spot just behind his heavy sac that brought him even higher.

“Riki, love, you’re killing me.”

Riki took him all the way down until the tip of his cock nudged the back of her throat. Then she sucked, strong and long, and he nearly lost it. Nico tangled his hands in her hair, trying to raise her up, but she only followed his lead so far. No, this little vixen knew what she wanted and she wanted it now.

Who was he to deny her?

Nico lay back, leaving one of his hands in her hair simply because he liked the feel of the soft strands under his fingers. Riki moved on him, increasing her tempo as she massaged his balls, positioning herself between his legs on her knees for better leverage. Then the little witch moved one of her clever hands downward, massaging his ass. Nico thought he would die when one of her wet fingers found the tight hole there and pushed within.

Riki set up a gentle, driving rhythm with her mouth on his cock, one hand squeezing his balls and one finger delving within his ass, massaging from the inside. Nico knew he was lost.

He groaned deep as he came in her mouth. Riki swallowed every drop, catching the overflow on her tongue and licking him down deep with every spasm of his pleasure-wracked body. Never had he come so hard in a woman’s mouth.

Nico knew in that moment she’d well and truly ruined him for any other woman. And he didn’t mind in the least. It was Riki or no one, from this moment forward. She was his and he was most definitely hers, in every possible way.

Nico panted, trying to catch his breath as he came down from the highest peak he’d ever reached with just oral stimulation. Riki purred contentedly at his side, stroking his body even as she snuggled into his form, tired and sated almost as if she’d needed his come to make her complete—to allow her to relax and sleep.

The thought warmed him as he held her close.

“Thank you, my darling Riki,” he whispered, bending to kiss her sweet, puffy lips. When he pulled back, she blinked up at him, sleepy, with lazy, passion-glazed eyes.

“It was my pleasure.” Her smile told him that indeed, she had found joy in pleasing him and Nico counted himself among the luckiest men in the world in that moment. His mate cared for his comfort. She was choosing him, whether she realized it or not. This was one big step closer to his goal. She would be his! Sooner rather than later, if this was any indication.

“Sleep now, sweetheart.” He turned her in his arms and she was asleep before he settled. Her trust in him was that complete.

Nico fell asleep once more—deeper this time—replete with the knowledge his mate was coming to trust him, maybe even love him as much as he already loved her.

They set out at first light in Drake’s shiny blue wagon. He had a team of gorgeous, matched white horses to pull the wagon, which was closed in on the sides and back, with a locking door at either end. Inside, Riki found a sumptuous living space with a giant, down-stuffed mattress and a multitude of soft pillows in bright hues.

Drake’s clothes took up one cupboard, while musical instruments were packed carefully all around. Food and cooking items were in another few cupboards and extra blankets and furs filled another. All in all, Drake seemed well-stocked for any contingency. This was truly a home on wheels and