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Shivering, her nipples tightened and Bronx’s gaze zeroed in on them. He licked his lips, and wetness rushed between her thighs. He hadn’t even touched her yet, and she was ready.
He undid the kilt-like fabric around his waist. The material fell to the floor, revealing his very hard and very long cock.
Percy had wondered if she’d panic, hesitate, or be bombarded by memories. However, this was her mate, her dragonman, and she would never be afraid of any part of him.
Taking a deep breath, she closed the distance between them until they stood about six inches apart. She looked down and reached a hand toward him. When she hesitated, Bronx said, “Touch me anywhere, everywhere, however you like, love. I’m yours.”
His words made her bold, and Percy encircled her fingers around his dick. He was warm, hard, and yet soft at the same time. She tugged upward and back down, and Bronx groaned as a drop of liquid emerged from his cock.
She repeated her actions, and he gripped her wrist. “Keep doing that, and I’m not going to last long, Percy.”
She pumped her hand again, loving how Bronx threw his head back and moaned. Right here, right now, she had so much power over him.
A kind of power she’d never had before.
Her dragon growled.Why are you taking so much time? Kiss him and let him fuck us.
You almost sound like you’re in a mate-claim frenzy.
He’s our mate, and I want him. That’s enough.
She released Bronx’s cock and ran her hand up his chest. Tilting her head upward, she whispered, “Kiss me, Bronx, and claim me as your mate.”
He cupped her cheek lightly, leaned down, and stopped a hairsbreadth from her mouth. “I love you.”
With that, he pressed his lips to hers and wrapped his arms around her. She’d expected him to merely toss her onto the bed. But he teased her bottom lip, and when she opened her mouth, he delved inside. Percy groaned as he licked, lapped, and suckled her tongue, as if starving to memorize every part of her, taste her, and devour her.
Percy had never been kissed before, apart from the brief pressing of lips with Bronx days before, and it was better than she’d ever imagined. She soon mimicked his tongue, taking her time to explore his mouth. With his warm, solid body and scent surrounding her, Percy grew hotter and hotter, and the pulsing between her thighs kicked up.
He finally broke the kiss, his pupils flashing rapidly. Bronx’s voice was strained as he said, “My dragon is allowing me to make love to you first, but we can’t take too long. Crawl under the covers whilst I remove my prosthetic. I’ll hurry under with you, so you don’t have to see my leg.”
She’d barely paid attention to his leg when surveying him earlier. But as he gestured toward the bed, she shook her head. “No. I want to help you take it off. You told me not to hide, and now it’s your turn.”
Even with his flashing pupils, Percy noticed the vulnerability in his gaze. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” She pointed to the bed. “Now, sit down.”
He smiled at her order and complied. She knelt in front of him and looked to his leg.
It was missing just below his knee. She could see where the sort of cupping part at the top kept it in place. “Teach me how to remove it.”
After a beat, he explained how to tug it off. When she finally removed it, he shifted, as if nervous.
But Percy wasn’t having it. She leaned down and kissed the bottom of his leg, where it ended.
She felt Bronx tighten under her lips. “Percy, you don’t have to do that.”
After kissing him again, she looked up. “I know. But I need to convince you that I love you, all of you, Bronx Wells. And I’m going to keep at it until you believe me.”
He smiled, yanked her up until she stood between his legs, and said, “I love you. And I would like nothing more than to make you come again with my mouth, and then my fingers, and then finally claim you. However, my dragon’s barely keeping it together, love. So tell me how you want to do this, and let’s start the frenzy.”
She looked down at his still-hard cock, leaned down, and stroked it a few times. As Bronx groaned, she said, “Just like this. I’ve never done it with someone sitting upright before.”
He leaned over and suckled one of her nipples until she forgot how to speak, taking his time nipping, laving, and all around driving her crazy. She threaded the fingers of one hand into his hair, to keep grounded and not collapse from how bloody good it felt.
Then he ran a hand through her pussy lips, the light touch making her crave more, so much more. She widened her stance in invitation.
He continued to lightly caress and tease her opening, never quite moving up to her clit. Who knew a few fingers could make her so crazy and desperate?
