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Because he'd been inside of her all of about two minutes and they were both ready to explode.
“Mac, yes. I'm coming. Oh, oh, I'm coming right now.” Her body clenched, and she groaned as the orgasm ripped through her, igniting fire across her skin and his.
The orgasm, her cry, and the frenzied claiming drew a moan from him as well. His own orgasm burst from him and they came together, like two flames igniting into the most intense fire the world had ever seen.
“My fires, my flame, you're so beautiful when you come. So fucking beautiful.”
If he didn't know better, he'd think the flames dancing through his vision were their souls. The shard he wore around his neck containing the sliver of his soul mixed with the First Dragon's burned so bright that the whole car was filled with the intense red light.
His soul was hers.
His soul.
It belonged to her.
He finally released her skin and gave the red-and-purple wound a soft lick to help it heal faster. He hadn't meant to hurt her, but even in that brief moment, the mark was already healing, magic swirling across her skin. Right before his eyes, it turned from the vicious bite into a tattoo of a red dragon.
His dragon.
His mark.
She was his.
And he would burn down the world to keep her safe.
His mate sunk her head down, tucking her face between his throat and his shoulder, and then groaned as she pulled one leg up and over so their bodies separated. He would have rather stayed buried in her until he was hard again, which at this rate wouldn't be long.
“I think you might have a magic penis, because I have never come so fast in my life.” She made a squeaking sound that he didn't like one bit. “I also don't think I've ever contorted my body in this way before.”
“If you had let me fly you to your home, I could have claimed you with your ass in the air, knees in your nice soft bed, and your face in your plush pillows.” He was getting hard already imaging exactly that scenario.
“First of all, how do you know I have a soft bed and plush pillows, and B. doggy style? Really?”
He brushed a hand over her hair and then swirled his fingers around and around the little red dragon mark. “Dragon style, love, dragon style.”
“Ooh. Uh, I think you'd better take me flying, which I can't believe that sentence just came out of my mouth. But I very much would like to try this dragon style with you, and the back seat of Uncle Jonas's car isn't going to cut it.”
MacKay punched the door behind him open, and in no time flat he was back in his dragon form, holding out his talons so that she could climb into his claw. I will carry you to your home, make love to you until the dawn, and then again at least three more times.
“I'm naked.” She peeked her head out of the car but didn't come out any further.
I promise, no one will see you when we are thousands of meters in the air.
“Won't it be cold?”
I will keep you warm. Just the heat pouring out of his soul was enough to boil the nearby lake. She would never feel a chill for the rest of their lives if he could help it.
Nataly looked one way and then the other before climbing out of the car. She covered her luscious breasts with one arm and held her other over the thatch of curls between her legs. Like that would do anything to hide her from his eyes.
Love, no one but me is looking, and I assure you, I very much want to see every centimeter of your body. Do not cover yourself.
She darted over and crawled into his claw, sitting as if she'd done it a hundred times. She was like a queen on her throne. Carefully he closed his talons around her to keep her safe, and he lifted off into the air.
“Oh my god. I think I'm going to throw up.”
Close your eyes and envision where you want me to fly to. I promise you a smooth ride.
“I'm definitely not a flying kind of woman. The sooner we can get back on the ground the better.” She did as he instructed though, and he saw in his mind's eye a quiet neighborhood near a wooded area not dissimilar to the park they'd just battled in.
