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When the sound dies down, he takes his cock in his hand, stroking himself a few times, working himself back up. The sight makes me feel like my body is too small to contain me. Everything tightens and aches.
“Touch yourself,” Midas commands.
I’ve never done that in front of someone before, and again it’s something I never thought of, but immediately want. My pussy feels painfully swollen, pleading to be filled. My skin feels like it’s on fire, warm from his gaze and longing to be touched.
First, I squeeze my breasts. Midas’s eyes blaze. Then I run my hands down my sides, over my hips. I touch between my legs, rubbing my clit in short brush strokes with my forefinger, while my other hand returns to my breast to tweak my nipple.
“Would you like to see how magic my cock can be, Ra'a?”
“Yes, please, yes.”
He takes his hand off his cock, so nothing obscures my view. It thickens even more, lengthens. The spiraling, golden tattoos lift, rising like ribbing, gracing his shaft with texture. My pussy clamps around nothing, aching to be filled.
I lift my eyes and meet his gaze. “I want you to come inside me again.”
Faster than is humanly possible, he scoops me into his arms and drops me on the bed. He positions himself between my legs, grabs hold of my thighs and lifts me, ass raised, as he drives into me.
“Oh, my queen,” Midas moans. “Touch yourself again, my power, my wealth, my Ra’a.”
I turn my head and see our reflection in the mirror. He’s standing at the edge of the bed, with my hips lifted in the air as he slams in and out of me. I’ve got one hand twisting my nipple and the other pinching my clit. I’ve never seen anything hotter than the reflection of the two of us in this position in that mirror.
I look like a goddess. My breasts bounce each time Midas thrusts into me. My thighs are thick and beautifully curved. His powerful arms flex, holding me up. He’s doing all the hard work, dripping sweat from his exertion. But he still has the self control to hold off, waiting for me.
I pleasure myself with him watching, with his cock punctuating my arousal with every drive into my g-spot. I wish I could take a picture. I want to hold on to this forever.
“Eyes on me, Ra’a.”
I obey, and the look that greets me is so intense, so victorious. I almost think he’s coming, but he’s not.
“Come for me,” he says, grunting. “Look at me and come. Show me how good you feel with my cock inside you.” His pace picks up. “Now, Jeslyn!”
I throw my hands up over my head. He slams inside of me, and his cock bucks, spasming as his whole body shakes.
“Midas!” I cry out as I explode.
In perfect tandem, we fall apart. Clinging to each other as our orgasms overtake us.
Once we come back to earth, Midas goes into the bathroom and gets a wash cloth. I reach to take it, but he bats my hand away. “Down.”
I lay back on the bed and let him clean me up. Between gentle swipes with the rag, he drops kisses on my inner thigh.
Once he’s finished cleaning us, he lays down next to me and pushes a button on the wall near the nightstand. The ceiling retracts, revealing a massive skylight. There aren’t any stars to be seen—this is New York, after all, the city that never sleeps.
But I know they’re real, out there, behind the lights and the clouds. And there’s something beautiful about that. A trust that makes me think maybe fated mates are real too.
Chapter 11
An alarm pulls me from sleep. It takes a moment to realize that the heat all around me isn’t a heated blanket, but a dragon. A freaking, real-life dragon!
At least I think so.
Laying here with my eyes still closed, I’m suddenly unsure if it wasn’t all a dream. Or a hallucination.
When I open my eyes, Midas is grinning. His smile is stunning, stealing my breath. Especially because he doesn’t smile often.
“Um… so… did that really happen?” I ask as Midas reaches over and hits snooze on the alarm clock.
His smile is wicked when he looks back at me. “You’re going to need to be more specific than that.”
