Page 55 of Dragon Rogue


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“Sten, come into me. Now.”

“Marli—”

“Now.”

His hands slid around her waist, still careful not to aggravate the healing wound along her shoulder, hip, and thigh.

One hand across her pelvis, the other gripped her uninjured shoulder. He nuzzled her neck, teeth grazing a trail from below her ear down to her shoulder.

He growled as he tilted his hips and thrust, filling her to his base.

She cried out, “Yes! More.”

Sten slid out, slamming home again, striking her sweet spot so that she quivered.

“Faster.”

He obliged; harder, faster, growling.

It wasn’t enough. She needed him to pound her into oblivion.

To forget.

She needed to forget all that she was and all that he was.

To forget for a little while that they would go back to their duties.

There was only here and right now.

Right fucking now.

“Fucking harder, Sten. Harder.”

He pumped until he lost control.

“Marli…” he growled, right before he bit her shoulder in the traditional dragon mating way. “Mine.”

The word reverberated through her. Pain enveloped her. The primal knowledge of a claiming ripped through her, making her come with an explosive growl of her own, gripping him with everything that she was.

Marli’s dragon rose to the surface, reaching for Sten’s. Seeking.

His magic flowed into her, taking hers into him when it withdrew on a gasp. It flowed back and forth, tangling, weaving, merging.

Her body shook, taking him again and again as he found his peak, surging into her shaking body again and again.

She hadn’t meant for it to happen, but the drive to have him so deep inside of her triggered the instinctual need to claim and be claimed.

Sweat slicked their bodies. Their flesh tightened against the chill as they cooled, gasping to catch their breath.

Sten remained within Marli.

He didn’t withdraw from her.

She didn’t release him.

I can’t. I can’t let him go.

“Marli, I—”

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