Page 75 of Feathers and Scales

He dove, knocking the breath out of her. Her stomach tickled, and the wind pummeled her face. She shut her eyes as they plunged. A flash of fire along the link had her eyes snapping open—to green: the tops of trees just before Daxton spread his wings. She gasped. His muscles strained beneath her grasp. She trembled with adrenaline. Daxton soon leveled out, clawed feet touching the tips of branches, rustling the leaves. She laughed.

“Daxton,” she shouted. Small tears caught the wind and left her cheeks. “I don’t know how I can ever repay you.”

Impressions of his human lips pressing against hers filtered into her mind. She bent forward to brush hers against his scales and burned with fire. Recalling their earlier kisses, her breathing turned ragged. Swift arousal thickened her blood, and liquid pooled low. Her thighs tightened, and she fidgeted.

Her clothed core rubbed against him, sending ripples from her clit to her curling toes. She ducked down with a hiss.That feels so good, but…he’s flying.She fought the urge to repeat the motion. Her body tensed. If he didn’t land soon, she didn’t know what would happen.

He growled and jerkily dipped. She held tight as passion washed over her. With a roar that shook her entire spirit and vibrated her sensitive core, he landed in a clearing. A daze of need took her. One moment she sat on the back of the dragon, and in the next breath, she was in Daxton’s arms. His shifting felt like a cloud of warmth, a twist of motion, and a burst of blinding light.

She floated, her body responding to the clothed male pressed flush against her. Calloused fingers caressed her face. Hot silken lips ravaged hers with matching desperation. He groaned. She echoed with a choked gasp, taking in his spicy taste.

More.

She stumbled backward into a tree. Air rushed out of her, and she wriggled restlessly against him. High with happiness, she gave herself over to her hunger. His tongue, moist and dominating, melted her insides. Needing more, her hands circled his neck, clothes itchy against her breasts. His warm hand searched under her blouse and bra.

Yes…yes.

His thumb found her nipple. Her nerve endings sizzled under his heated touch, her hair standing on end. She moaned into their kiss, pushing up into his palm. As he kissed and nipped at her neck, his heady breaths matched hers.

His free hand grabbed her rear, squeezing and shaping it with possession. Denim rubbed against her core. The rippling of her lower muscles built in intensity. She whimpered. He gave her an inhuman growl. She didn’t care. Mind lost in the consuming inferno, all that mattered was the satisfying burn inside her. She leaped up to straddle him, needing his hard length to rub against. He held her in place, grinding her into the rough bark.

“You’re so hot,” Daxton grated against her ear. He nipped it, sending a satisfying sting.

“Daxton…” The plea slipped through her lips. If the pressure didn’t end, she would scream.

With a jerk, Daxton shoved her bra and shirt up, exposing her breasts to the wild spring air. He took a tight bud into his mouth, and she shuddered. His tongue on her nipple pulsed to her clit. He rubbed his teeth over the tip and a moan rushed from her. His hands slid to her jeans. The button and zipper gave with a snap. He switched to her other breast, and she drowned in torturous pleasure.

Please,just touch me already.

A tingling entered her mind, followed by a tug on the link.Was that his dragon?A single thread of concern worked its way into her mind. If their spirit energies combined again, would the link become even stronger? She needed to make him stop.

“Wait…wait…we can’t link again.” Panting, she feebly pushed against his head.

He met her gaze. The surreal liquid metal moved in his bronze eyes. She shivered.

“Don’t worry, Izzy. I have that side under control after releasing energy flying. Let me bring you pleasure without my dragon’s interference.” He pressed his lips against hers. When he drew back, her mouth feathered over his. Her legs clamped around his torso.

“Daxton…” Izzy swallowed, body twitching with need in his arms.

His firm stare communicated his need for more. Her heart rate quickened, and she licked her lips. He leaned forward, and he kissed her with ease and softness. Her palm brushed over his scruff. Incited to a fever pitch, she pulled him closer.

He slipped his hand beneath her underwear. The first contact against her swollen nerves sent spasms through her. She jumped, bark scoring her spine. It did nothing to diminish the inner shocks. Daxton tugged away from the kiss to watch her while he rubbed her clit. The delicious fire seared a smile onto her face as she hissed with pleasure.

Nerve endings sizzled under his touch. The pleasure bordered on pain. Her body stretched tautly. She closed her eyes.

“Don’t fight it, Izzy.”

What does that mean?He took her lips in a slow, caressing kiss. The drawing of their mouths felt as intimate as if she were lying naked next to him. It undid something inside her until her coiled body loosened. The building pressure eased into a calm crescendo.Oh…that’s…amazing.

“That’s it…relax,” he murmured.

Daxton stood like a steel wall against her lax form. She gave in to the passion, her brain fading out, and nuzzled into his neck. He moved his finger in a languid motion that hit a hypersensitive spot. Over and over, she moaned as the foreign clenching of lower muscles pulsed through her.

Pressure built until, with one synchronized tightening of her pelvis, the vortex of ecstasy exploded. Wave after wave of bliss rocked her. She couldn’t inhale. Her toes curled. The climax rolled over her gradually, like a gentle swell instead of an explosion, as it had been when they’d linked.

She clung to Daxton, vibrating with aftershocks.

He shook, dragging his hand from her. His labored breaths tickled her skin as he buried his head into her neck.Orgasms could be like that?Slow—long—torturous and delicious.