To Wake a Dragon - Naomi Lucas Page 0,39
leave me either. Ever. I won’t be alone anymore, neither of us will. I’ll never be alone again. I’m now certain he would have chosen me over any other female in my tribe. I can see it in his eyes.
First the darkness lifted in the cave, now a burden rises from my chest. But as I study Drazak, I can tell he’ll need convincing every day, all the time, until the lonely cave disappears from his mind. We both will. I’m more than up for the task.
“Say it again,” he says.
“Bond or not, I’ll make sure you’re never alone again.” I lean up on my toes and steal my kiss.
My lips press against his as he begins to speak, cutting him short. Soft and swift, I lower to take in his reaction.
Drazak stares at me curiously, even surprised. It’s better than his fear. “What was that?” he asks.
“I kissed you,” I tell him. “It shows affection. It binds a promise.” I lick my lips. “It’s part of mating. Or so I’ve heard,” I add.
He pulls me up and presses his lips against mine. Hard. I groan from the pressure, and he loosens his hold. “Not so rough. Softer,” I explain.
This time when he lifts me to him, his mouth finds mine like a whisper. I purse my lips to feel his better, but then he pulls away, tickling me with the briefest touch. I groan again, grab his head, and yank him down. “Like this.”
My mouth finds his, and I suck in his lower lip, biting it teasingly. Drazak grunts into me, and our tongues meet when I slide mine across the crease to his mouth.
I taste his saliva and moan, dropping my weight to the wall. He gathers me against him and presses me back, trapping me there. Heat and bitter root flavors my mouth, sweetspice and dew. I grow dizzy, my head lightens. Sucking in his tongue, I swallow him down, needing him inside.
Like he promised he always would be.
His prick rises and hardens between us. My legs climb him to wrap around his waist. Something rubs my buttocks, his tails, only to pull my cheeks apart, opening me as far as my female flesh will go. I think I hear my skirt rip.
He’s baring me, once again.
He’s baring me, and I love it.
His seed is still dripping out of me.
I’m too distracted to care, sucking and licking on his mouth. He grazes me back—and I clench, hard, growing wetter. The dig of his teeth… I need them everywhere. “Drazak,” I breathe his name and my head falls back. “I’ll never, ever leave you.”
His tongue slides up my cheek until his nose is pressed into my hair. His tails and his hands are pinning me, placing me exactly where he wants. And when his large purple-scaled shaft pushes into me hard, my nails dig into his scalp. Oh.
There’s no waiting for me to stretch for him this time. He pulls back and slams into me again. A long-winded scream tears from my throat, it’s punctuated from his impaling, forcing the sound high and then low. I lock my legs around him and hold on desperately as his thrusting grows wild.
He’s furious.
Each shunt teases my inner pleasure spot, each pound batters my nub. Nearly split in two, Drazak shows me how fiercely he’ll hold onto me, keeping me right where he likes me most—in his arms.
Mine snake around him, embracing him in return.
Sizzling with heat, my sex begging for release, I wiggle my hips to push my nub onto him, writhing as his prick plays me. Like the huntress I am, the one I must prove I am. I grasp him everywhere when my adrenaline rises, and when he is captured, I bite down on the crook of his neck, felling my prey. My sex clamps, and I scream into him.
Marking him. Mine.
His roars fill my ears. His seed fills me next. Our limbs lock, binding us, and together our bodies seize from the violent release.
His hot cum gushes out of me and down my legs as neither of us move, panting. All I can do is let him seed me. It’s all I want to do.
I inhale his scent like it’s my favorite meal.
And of course, my stomach growls.
Drazak lowers me to the ground, slipping out of me. I hate it. I hate it when his root leaves. I only ever want to be filled. I mumble, annoyed.
“You growled?” he asks, cupping my shoulders with his large hands