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“Do it. Break the skin. Make her ours.”
I won’t force her to choose between me and her throne.
“Once she claims the throne she won’t have to. Besides, you heard her. She feels the pull, as do you. You know as well as I do what that means. Mark her.”
And you know being mated to us isn’t a guarantee we’ll survive if we go back. Behave or I’ll deny us both.
"Don't move," I manage to grit out, my voice strained with the effort of holding back my beast and the desire to go slow, to be gentle with her.
My dragon starts clawing his way to the surface, eager to mark his claim, but I tamper him down, swallowing hard as I kiss a trail up her throat, across her jaw, pulling her hair harder until I can feel those perfect lips press to mine. I drink in the sweet little whimper she makes as my teeth capture her bottom lip, the same way she did mine in the stairwell, recreating the tender yet primitive act.
Fuck,I haven’t stopped thinking about it.
My fingers splayed wide, I rove over her body, caressing the flat planes of her stomach, the gentle curve of her breast. Cupping it in my palm, I knead slowly, savoring the smooth weight of it asit molds to my touch, and willing my cock to stay still when my hold pulls a contented sigh from her throat.
She arches into my hand, a silent plea for more, and I pinch a hardened nipple beneath the thin fabric of her gown. Her breath hitches, her body jolting at the pulse of pleasure that races through her.So responsive. So eager. It’ll take more strength than I anticipated not to mark her.
Willing my beast to stay dormant, I let myself travel lower, feathering my fingers up her silky thigh before cupping between them. A gentle squeeze tells me she’s so wet,so readyfor me that my chest tightens to the point where I fear I might not be able to breathe if I wait any longer.
“Last chance, princess…” I whisper, my fingers slipping past the hem of her panties, playing with the arousal pooling between her legs. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” she breathes, her golden eyes staring up at me in the darkness. Arching her back, she seeks my fingers and I sink them one-by-one inside her, coating them each individually, taunting and teasing, enjoying the way her body writhes in my arms, rubbing against my steel length.
Every slow push, every lingering withdrawal, elicits a new sound. A moan. A whimper. A needy little growl. Each one drives me closer to the edge, testing the limits of my restraint.
I want to bury every inch of my need inside her tight body, to watch her mouth drop open, the bliss in her eyes, to hear my name fall from her full lips as she shatters to pieces. I want itall.Every moan, every sigh, every kiss…mine.
Fingers drawing lazy circles against her clit, I drag my tongue up her throat, setting my teeth against her skin.
“Do it.”
Shut up.
Her body trembles against me as she lengthens her neck, beckoning me to bite her harder, to claim her here and now, but I won’t. No matter how much I want to sink my teeth into her throat, I vowed to let her make her own choices, and I won’t take that away from her, no matter how much my beast–and I–might want to.
Calamity’s softness molds against my hard edges, her pulse beating against my lips. I let go of her hair, curling my arm around her to cover her mouth. “You’ll have to stay quiet. Can you do that?” I ask, breathlessly.
She nods and I push two fingers inside, her mouth falling open against my palm while I smother the moan that escapes her lips. Her hips squirm against mine, rubbing her ass over the cock I’d tried so hard to keep out of reach. The friction both sates and ignites my need, shooting a wave of pleasure tinged with pain coursing through my limbs.
“She wants us. Stop fighting it.”
No!
Her heart hammers so hard I can feel it against my chest. I twist and curl and fuck my fingers into her, finding the place that connects every nerve ending in her body. Her skin flushes, my teeth clamp onto her throat, riding the line of no return. Any harder and she’ll be mine. I’ll be hers, body, mind, heart, and soul.
A guttural growl tears through me just as I pull my mouth away, right before her body bows, submitting.Gods, that was close.She comes on a silent scream, before moaning loudly into my hand. I release her throat, kissing the small divots left behind by my teeth, my dragon purring at the thought of it staying there, of it turning gold. Her breaths are shaky as she comes down from the high, her eyes hooded, satiated as she rolls on her back to face me.
“That was…”
I crush my lips to hers, caressing her body, admiring and memorizing every curve and every inch. She fights to keep her eyes open and I smirk at the thought of fucking her to sleep. She deserves it, to dream, and I tuck her against my chest. Her hair falls around her like a veil and I can’t help but watch her, to note how peaceful she looks.
A pang of guilt flutters through me at the thought of me lying to her. She was right about me being smitten, even if her timing was off. It didn’t start after kissing her in the stairwell. I have been wrapped around her finger since I saw her in the clearing, clinging to Asmo for dear life. I’m just not sure how to handle that, or what to think about it, but it makes me wonder if there is more to the stories.
Chapter 27
Calamity
It was nice waking up next to Loric, his head buried into the crook of my neck, his arms around me. I hadn't anticipated anything from last night, yet what unfolded was... indescribable, a sensation that made my toes curl and stars explode behind my eyelids. It lingers in my thoughts now after it had already invaded my dreams, and the most startling part? Loric hadn't wielded his magic to craft those dreams.
