Page 39 of The Dragons’ Eternal Mate

“Lie back for me.” Bastian smiled as he looked up at me from the end of the bed, and my heartbeat skipped. It was such a rare sight; Bastian had a truly gorgeous smile. I breathed out, smiling back before I chewed on my lip, lying down slowly, turning my head to keep looking at him.

Bastian’s eyes roamed over my body. “You are stunning, Rowan. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

My cheeks warmed, eyes prickling again, but I just grinned, sniffling slightly as I said, “You’re not too shabby yourself, grumpy.”

Rolling his eyes, Bastian chuckled low as he moved closer. I expected him to kiss me again, and I suppose I was partly correct. He gripped my hips, shuffling me backward on the bed as he lowered and kissed my hip again. His touch warmed my skin, and I watched him, utterly absorbed.

“Ahh,” I breathed, my eyes fluttering shut as Bastian gently ran his tongue over my folds.

He wasted no time, circling my clit with his tongue in expert waves and spirals. I seized up, tightening as my body rushed toward a release. My fingers tangled in his hair, gripping as he skillfully devoured me.

“Bastian… I-I… Ugh!” The climax surged through me, making my head spin as the cresting wave crashed down, covering me from head to toe.

As soon as I could, I pulled him up, breathing hard and saying, “Knot me. Please. Knot me now.”

A hungry growl rumbled out of him as his cock brushed over my pussy. I whimpered, eyes closing, and he crashed his lips down on mine. I could taste myself on his tongue as he notched his cock at my entrance. I wrapped my arms around his neck, tilting my hips for him.

And then he slid into me, this perfect glide until he was sheathed up to his already swelling knot. I cried out, wrapping my legs around his hips. Bastian slid an arm under my neck, the other elbow planted on the bed. His kisses were as potent and all-consuming as his thrusts, which sank into me with overpowering heat and power.

He muttered sweet words with every thrust, but I was too far gone to hear them as my core clenched around him. My heart soared, and I held on to him so damn tightly while he cradled my head, his kisses fervent and unyielding.

As he pistoned his hips, his knot beginning to press into me, Bastian whispered, “You are everything to me, Rowan.”

“Bastian,” I whined, spinning with my body stretched around him.

With a hot, guttural groan, that swelling knot slipped inside me, and I knew, soon enough, he would fully expand, and we would be locked together.

“Ugh! Yes!”

Our bodies moved as one, our hips meeting and receding as he thrusted. Bastian bottomed out, filling me so completely, and his knot pressed against that bundle of nerves that had me seeing stars.

My orgasm hit me with shocking force, making me cry out as he nipped at my neck.

“You’re so incredible, Rowan.” He swiveled his hips slowly, then pressed deep, and I felt him thicken, his knot pulsing, and then warmth took hold of me, flooding me as he growled, his forehead on mine.

“I love you,” I muttered sleepily, the force of my release exhausting me.

He kissed the top of my head. “I love you. So fucking much.”

“When I have some energy, we are going to do that again.”

His chuckle was low and rumbly. “Sure thing. Come here, mate.”

Carefully, he rolled us over, so I was on top of him, and we shuffled to the head of the bed. Bastian pulled the blanket over me, and I gave in to the sleepiness, listening to his heartbeat, pounding right next to my ear.

Rowan

In my half-asleep state, I turned over, my arm finding and grasping at a wall of muscle.

Mate.

I didn’t remember what I’d been doing, but I also didn’t care much at present. Humming happily to myself, I snuggled into the warm skin, my eyes still closed as I sucked in a deep breath of his scent.

My nose twitched. I knew all my mates pretty well by this point—and it definitely wasn’t Orsen I was wrapped around like a vine.

“Morning,” a rumbly voice said.

My eyes shot open, meeting Bastian’s as he gazed at me with a content, sleepy expression.