of black, spilling over her back, mouth parted and panting, eyes lit red with her fire, and staring at him as he controlled her pleasure.
“This will be anything but impersonal.” A growl had entered his voice, man and dragon claiming her as one.
Her dragon pushed forward, rippling under her skin, joining them so completely that Lyndi wasn’t even sure she wasn’t shimmering with the change.
“Do you trust me?” he asked. Demanded.
“Yes.” Her voice wasn’t her own but her dragon’s, smoky and dark.
Fierce satisfaction edged the smile that stretched his lips as he pushed into her from behind, stretching her body with that now familiar searing burn. But the angle this time…fuck.
She might just come from this one slow slide.
Pushing back into him, she shuddered as her body took every thick inch, straining around him, so full of him she felt whole. With every sensation, every movement, his gaze held hers mesmerized.
“Don’t take your gaze away, min eneste,” he said.
She didn’t want to, even if she could. Expression taut, he pulled out just as slowly, then pumped into her, hard and fast, pushing her forward on her elbow. His cock dragged along every beautiful nerve, the angle sending her into a deeper blissful state.
And again, the slow drag out, hard and fast in. He set a pace that let her glide with him, lost in the waves, giving in to his control and letting him gift her pleasure in return. He kept that up, pace increasing with the rising tide of need, cock stretching her more with each pump until he possessed her body, inside and out.
With a grunt that almost sounded like pain, he swelled inside her, turning thicker and longer with each stroke if that was possible.
“Do you feel what you’re doing to me?” he demanded.
She was too far gone to answer, just feeling.
“Do you feel how I want you?”
Every touch, every look, had worshipped her, made her feel special.
“Answer me.”
“Yes,” she groaned.
His eyes flashed dragon, slitted and gold, and so damn possessive she melted from the inside. He thickened inside her channel.
“I want you.”
Oh, gods.
He kept pumping, holding her gaze steady with his, not letting her look away.
“I want you, Lyndi,” he insisted. “I want everything about you. Even when you fight me.”
She swallowed, emotion blending with the clamoring of her body and upending her world.
“I want to make you mine in no uncertain terms,” he growled. “And I want to fill you with my seed and put a baby in your belly.”
To make a baby, both partners had to will it into existence as they coupled. Only she was sterile. It was the most painful thing about her existence, and hearing that from him should have hurt. Instead, maybe because of the way he said it, the words only ignited the same wish inside her. And, for the first time maybe ever, she let go and just let herself want.
“Yes.” The word punched from her. “Gods, yes. Fill me up.”
Without more warning than that, she bore down on him as a second orgasm ripped through her body, sending shockwaves through her so hard that her vision went black then exploded with color.
With a roar, Levi released inside her, the heat of his seed only sending more waves of pure, unadulterated pleasure through her. Together, gazes locked, bodies locked, she took him over and over as they both drained the pleasure from their bodies until finally, in sync, they slowed, calmed, and collapsed together.
Gods, if only…
A ripple of shock unsettled her. What was she thinking, even imagining a child? Of picturing her belly swollen with the baby Levi made with her. A wish that should put the fear of death into her.
Only she was too blissed out to worry right this second. She’d worry later. In a wonderful, limpid world of pure contentment, she was vaguely aware of him sliding from her body only to press a soft kiss to the bite mark on her backside. He rolled her over and placed another to the one on her thigh, then her breast, as he crawled up her body, then her arm, before he lay on his side and eased her into him, pulling the covers that he’d somehow worked out from under her over their bodies.
She opened her eyes and turned her head to him, absorbing him. “Is that something you want?” she asked quietly. “A child?”
Sadness darkened his golden eyes. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. I could just see it so…clearly.”
“But is that what you