Unashamed, she sat still above me as I looked my fill. I weighed her breasts with my hands, pinching the nipples into rosy buds and causing her to squirm. Urging her forward, I brought one peak to my mouth, flicking the tip until I heard her moan, then I sucked it deep, teasing a little with my teeth. She was begging by the time I finished with the other and I could scent her arousal in the air, I was drunk on it.
Too greedy for finesse, she shoved down my breeches and freed my cock. Taking it into her hands, she brushed the tip against her entrance, wetting it. I could only grit my teeth and fist my hands into the sheets at my side. My muscles quaked with the need to take her.
She spread herself to ease down over the shaft and I swore. There was no sight more erotic than the vision of her easing herself down onto my swollen length. She lifted her hips repeatedly to settle down more fully, getting used to the fit and feel of me inside her. Her lashes fluttered down to kiss her cheeks and her teeth bit into her lower lip.
When I reached up to touch her, she shook her head. “You must stay still,” she ordered, a wicked glint in her eye. “I wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself.”
Letting out a stream of curses, I did as she bade me. "You’ll regret this.When I get you in my bed at the castle, expect a full repayment.”
“I’d expect nothing less,” she murmured, distracted by the slick glide as she braced herself with hands on either side of my head and lifted her hips.
It was too much. I couldn’t close off the connection between us and I was assailed by her thoughts, flashes of sensation. Emotion battled inside her as she recalled facing the possibility of losing me. Her fractured thoughts volleyed between how good I felt inside her, to how scared she’d been when she thought I would die.
Her pace became a frantic grind as she sought relief—both from the brewing orgasm and the fear. She was sobbing in breaths of steamy air, collapsing on top of me as she worked herself over my cock. Her desperation sucked the breath straight from my lungs. She’d been desperate for me.Me.
I gave into the connection, relaxing underneath her, my hands going to her back. The beast inside of me unleashed, turned my fingers into claws and my teeth into fangs. I’d never made love to a woman this way, with my beast taking part in a semi-shifted form, but now I didn’t know if I’d ever be able to go back.
My senses sharpened, and through the blending of our minds, our connection, Elena felt it too. She paused, looking up at me and inhaled a quick breath. Noting some change in my face, she lifted a hand to my cheek. My nails bit into her generous rump, and I bared my teeth.
She wasn’t frightened by the change. If anything, her cunt clenched around me and I heard her say,Minein her thoughts as clearly as I heard my own. And oh, the beast liked that very much. He wanted her claim. Wanted her to own every part of us, body and soul.
That was the one thing I wasn’t willing to give up…yet. But he was content to take part this way, for now. To feel her through my hands, taste her with my tongue.
“What’s happening?” she asked.
I rubbed a claw down her back, squeezed her ass and used my grip to hold her still while I ground up into her. “My dragon wants to play.”
Her breath caught. “Is-is that possible?” I caught an image from her thoughts of her mating with my dragon in full form and chuckled. She didn’t find the thought unappealing. In fact, she contracted around me.
“Not that way, sweet mate. He wants to take control of my body.”
“I-I didn’t know you could do that,” she said, tipping her hips to meet each of my upward thrusts. “I’ve never heard of mates being together in-in that way.”
She gave me her neck as I swept kisses from her mouth down her throat where her mark was pearly white against her skin. “Most shifters don’t like giving up control that way. Allowing their animal form to take hold in bed is as vulnerable as it gets. Well, taking a claim would be a step above that.”
My eyes were on her throat. I’d never wanted to give a woman a full claim, a bond so strong it was nigh on unbreakable. A bond that, when broken, was so destructive it could cost the surviving mate their life. Because it was only broken if one of the mates were to die. Elena’s thoughts went to her parents, her ailing father.
“Don’t worry, Elena. You won’t lose me.”
“You can’t know that.” She shook her head when I started to argue. “I don’t want to talk about that now. I want you to make me forget, like you did before. Make me feel good, Rhys.”
The sound of my name on her tongue swayed me. “Both of us?” I asked. I trembled from the effort to withhold the beast inside of me.
“I trust you,” she answered.
Ignoring the twinge in my shoulder, I urged her onto her back, slipping out of her body only for as long as it took me to remove my breeches the rest of the way and climb back on top of her. She accepted me with welcoming arms and I drove into her with a growl.
I shook in the effort to control myself. The last thing I wanted to do was to hurt her, and I wasn’t sure what would happen when I unleashed the snarling dragon inside of me. She wrapped her legs around my waist and drew my gaze to hers with a hand on my cheek.
“I trust you,” she thought.
I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, it was as though I were observing the scene as a bystander. I was present, but only partially. My hands reached out and softly sifted through Elena’s hair. She held perfectly still as my claws flashed in the glinting moonlight.
Scales bloomed on my arms and down my chest. Hesitantly, Elena reached up to touch them, exploring how they felt under their hand. My eyes shuttered, and a rumbling purr vibrated behind my ribs. My scales were sensitive. I’d never liked to be touched this way, but my dragon did. He liked her hands on us.
He showed his appreciation by reaching between us and taking the bundled nerves of her clit between his middle and forefinger. She gasped as his thumb rubbed the engorged flesh. He alternately soothed and tormented until she was shaking.
How he liked seeing her beneath us. Watching her take my cock as he thrust long and deep. She gasped when she realized my cock had changed, too. Its smooth surface was covered in sensitive, spiny but blunt protrusions that massaged at the walls of her cunt on all sides all at once. When her restless legs writhed, he placed them over my shoulders and held them with one hand while he brought his attention back to her clit.
