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Upping her speed, she worked him with her mouth, keeping her lips taut and using her hands on his cock in fast, firm movements. His breathing was rapid and gasping, his body slick with sweat, and he was hot, so hot in her mouth.
A drip of pre-cum leaked onto her tongue, salty and thick. She kept on going, bobbing up and down, her heart rate rocketing with excitement.
“Nisha… I’m going to … in your mouth. Oh, fuck. Get ready…”
His cock pulsed, and a flood of release hit the back of her throat. She swallowed it, then took the next shot of pleasure, gulping him down.
He cried out, a deep, almost animalistic roar, then clasped his hands on her head.
She stayed with him, her eyes watering as she took him deep. He shook and canted his hips, lodging deep. “Nisha!”
A final rush of hot semen as he completed his orgasm. Claiming her mouth, he held her where he wanted her.
She closed her eyes and committed the moment to memory. He was glorious when he came. As if he’d let his human and dragon combine into one wild, sexy-as-hell beast.
“My love.” He hooked his hands under her arms, pulled her off his cock, and tugged her upward so she lay on top of him. “You are every dream come true. I want to make you my wife as soon as possible.”
“Ivor.” She touched his lips. “Please. For tonight, let’s just be.”
For a moment, he was quiet, then, “If that is what you wish, yes. I will contain myself and keep my dragon leashed. But know that I love you and always will.”
Chapter Seven
Ivor woke with a sense of dread in the pit of his stomach. Not what he’d been expecting when he’d gone to sleep with such a feeling of contentment. Satisfied by Nisha, and with her sweet cries of pleasure still ringing in his ears, he’d felt as if he’d finally found his path in life.
She was his path. And holding her small, delicate body in his arms as he’d drifted off had given him so much contentment that he’d slept sounder than he had in years.
He sat, locking his arms behind himself.
His bedchamber was empty. He scanned the floor for her discarded clothes and found them gone. His stomach did a roll of anguish. Cursing, he stood and tried to tell himself she’d just gone to the bathroom or in search of breakfast.
But his instincts were too keen. His dragon raged. She’d gone. Left him. He couldn’t feel her close by anymore. It was as if he’d had a limb torn from his body.
“Nisha, my love.” He rushed to a box on the mantel, took out a ring—a steel band of eternity—then galloped from the room and down the winding stairs to the kitchen.
Tara was fussing over her egg, as usual. “Whatever is the matter, Ivor?”
“Nisha. Have you seen her?”
“No. I thought she was with you. Didn’t expect to see you for a few weeks, to be honest. The way you were looking at each other last night, I expected it to take that long to take the edge off your lust for each other.” She smiled.
“If I had my way, I’d have my cock deep inside her at this very moment giving her orgasm after orgasm, but sadly, it’s not that simple.”
Tara straightened. “Why not?”
“She is promised to another.”
“What? Oh, no.” She pressed her hand to her mouth. “But she is your mate. Your destiny. Anyone can see that. And I believe she can too.”
“I agree, but her respect for her parents’ wishes is also strong. Today she is supposed to marry a man who does not deserve her. Not one fiber of his being deserves her.”
“Then you must stop it, Ivor.” Tara walked up to him and took his hand, squeezing it tight. “Go now and stop it. For we are too rare to not be with our true mates. It is the only way our species will continue.” She shook her head. “You have to get her back. You have to marry her. You have to reproduce our bloodline with her.”
“I know. And yes, I will.” Determination speared through him. “She is special beyond all belief.”
“If you have to publically reveal your dragon to get her”—she tipped her chin—“then perhaps it is time. You cannot fail, Ivor. Get her at any cost.” She pointed at the door. “There is no time to lose. You have slept until midday.”
“What!” His heart skipped a beat and his spine itched. What felt like a volcano was erupting inside of him. “I must shift now. I must go to Cardiff.”
