He frowned at me as if he thought I was lying. I wanted to argue, but he’d moved his hand over my knee and between my legs, stroking the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. I slowed my breathing as the tickle of his fingers brought a tingle to my core.
“It’s not as easy as you think. We’re surrounded by a ward, and even if you break the ward and got through the cloak, the cloak would lower, and we would be immediately exposed. We have guards at several points outside of the town who monitor the comings and goings. No one gets in or out without going through the guard checkpoint.”
I nodded slowly, willing my mind to remain focused on what he was saying. “So, if someone were able to break through the ward and the cloak, the guards would be on immediate notice.”
Luca gave a quick bow of his head, his fingers now grazing the hairs over my mound. I sucked in a break and tensed my legs, anticipating even more from his fiery touch.
“So, I’ll need that map so I can be focused in my escape, as they’ll be hot on my heels.”
A low rumble escaped from his chest, and I wasn’t sure what that meant, but my core flooded, leaving what I was sure had to be a wet stain on his bare thigh. I could already feel him hardening under my ass, and I gave a slow grind, losing focus.
“You’re making it sound so easy. It won’t be,” he said in a strained voice.
He sounded unhappy, but he continued to touch me, dipping his fingers in my center in an agonizingly slow motion.
I leaned my head back on his chest and braced my fingers on my thighs as his thumb rubbed against my clit, two fingers still inside me. “It will be easy once I get out with a map. My friends have to be looking for me,” I whined.
He pumped over and over in me, speeding up his movements. I would be coming in no time. With this guy, it really took so little. Damn, dragons.
“You’d be taking a very huge risk without knowing for certain. Plus, you can’t do anything until your powers return. You’re safe with me.”
I reached a hand back to touch his broad shoulder, bracing myself on his thighs as a simmering heat continued to build within me. “I can’t stay here forever. I have a home. You can leave with me.”
He stiffened just a little but kept up his ministrations. “I can’t.”
This was odd. If he was the Luca the others knew, he should want my help in getting out. “Why?”
“There are innocent people here that I can’t leave behind.”
He cupped my breast through the fabric of his shirt with his other hand, giving a slight pinch to my nipple before tweaking it. I was about to fall over a cliff of ecstasy, my mind dizzying. What were we talking about again?
“Then just help me go. I’ll bring the others back. We would never leave Melina. I know you’re a good man, dragon.”
He growled and then stood up, bringing me with him. “I’m not that nice.”
He lowered my feet to the floor and bent me forward toward the coffee table. My hands balanced on the furniture, and I cursed at the loss of pleasure. However, he quickly raised my shirt and forcefully pushed into my opening from behind.
I screamed out as the fullness of him entered me. He thrust in an inch deeper than earlier, but I knew I still hadn’t taken him all in. The tight sting of the stretch bordered on pain, and I bit my lip until his quick movements behind me glided into pleasure. He gathered my shirt, using it almost as reins as he continued to pound into me with wild abandon. His grunts and my screams were the only sounds in the quiet room, driving me mad.
His fingers soon found my clit again, and he rubbed in a circular motion, in sync with this movements behind me. My legs shook as my body snapped and exploded in another breathtaking orgasm. My vision dimmed, and I bent lower, losing slight balance from the intensity of the pleasure ripping through me.
He tightened his hold on my shirt and brought me back up to him.
“Please,” I begged, not sure what I was asking at that moment. My mind was a jumbled puzzle, my body a buzzing mass of need.
Luca was not as kindhearted as I thought. I couldn’t reason with him. He would never let me go.
* * *
LUCA
She begged to leave me. Fate had finally brought me what I had been wanting for so long. I would be a fool to let her go. She was my mate. I knew it as soon as I scented her in the prison. When I saw her then, it cemented it. Our chemistry was magical, beyond us. I just needed her to see it.
It felt so good inside her, her pussy sucking me in and allowing me to fill every part of her. One day I would. I didn’t want to stop, but I could already feel my balls tightening and the electric pulse of my impending orgasm.
I bent forward to whisper the answer to her plea in her ear. “No.” I then pounded into her faster and faster, pushing her forward. I was close to losing it but kept a slight piece of control so as not to hurt her by pushing all the way in yet. Soon, my orgasm washed over me, and I roared out a cry of pleasure, filling her with so much of my seed that it seeped down her thighs. The most primitive part of me loved seeing that. My mark coating her. I wanted to breed her, fucking rut her until she could take no more. I would when the time came, when she was willing. Until then, she would not become pregnant until my dragon magic willed it. Such was the limiting nature of dragon conception.
I reluctantly withdrew from her and picked her up in my arms again. Her face looked blissfully spent, eyes lowered in exhaustion, mouth slack. I was pleased that, for now, she would not ask me any more questions about leaving. I would not let her go.
