Page 71 of A Dragon's Curse


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Hell. He was just like River. Though, I had the added benefit of my best friend not knowing he could enter Drago just yet.

They had a brief stare-down, then Cillian’s chest rumbled. “Fine, but if you die, that’s on you. Not me.”

The smirk that appeared on Lykem’s face wasn’t helping the situation. “We all know you’ll still take it personal, but that’s all part of the reason that I consider you my best friend, even if you like to think you don’t have any real friends most of the time.”

My hand wrapped around Cillian’s forearm. “Come on. Let’s go get ready.”

I didn’t need Lykem getting my mate more worked up than he already was. I needed Cillian to have as clear of a head as possible before going into this fight.

I’d only been through the cave and to Cillian’s corner a couple times, but somehow, I managed to get us back without getting lost.

He wasn’t any calmer by the time we got there, and I did the only thing I could think of to clear his mind.

I shoved him against the wall with one hand, wrapped the other around his neck, and brought his mouth to mine. A growl rumbled from deep inside me, one full of equal parts frustration and need.

Frustration because everything about being with Cillian was complicated and messy, but none of that mattered in the end, because I needed him.

Bond or not, he was who I wanted, and I was going to make sure he understood that.

His fingers tangled in my hair, and he angled my head to the side, deepening the kiss. Before I knew what was happening, he reversed our positions and had me pinned against the rock wall of the cave.

It was dark in our little corner, but I didn’t need the light to see the spark returning to his eyes or to know the rapid rise and fall of his chest was exactly what I’d hoped for.

He pressed his forehead against mine, breaking the kiss. “You’re everything I never expected.”

The words whispered over my cheek, and I grinned. “And I always will be. Predictability isn’t really my thing.”

That finally had his lips tugging upward, then the smile fell just as quickly. “The bond didn’t come back.”

I held my palm over his heart and looked deeply into his eyes. “I don’t need a bond to know what I feel in here.” Then, I covered my own heart. “And in here. We can still have a chosen mate bond. We can still choose each other, and there won’t be anyone that can stop us in the end.”

“You deserve better,” he muttered.

My fingers fisted his shirt. “I deserve whatever the hell I want, and I want you, Cillian.” I slid a hand between us, down his rippling muscles, over his jeans, then cupped his hard cock. “And you want me, too.”

“That I fucking do.” His words were feral, and the air around us heated. Something in him seemed to snap inside, and I was absolutely here for it.

With one hand still tangled in my hair, he trailed his fingers down the side of my neck, along my shoulder, then down my ribs, letting his thumb graze the side of my breasts as he went.

I sucked in a breath, having no idea what his intentions were. He’d been the definition of proper since finding my way back to him, and while I appreciated how much he respected me, if he wanted to fuck me against this wall, I was also perfectly okay with that.

He moved closer and growled in my ear. “Your scent is driving me fucking insane.” His lips pressed against my neck just before his teeth scraped over the sensitive skin. “But you deser—”

“If you say I deserve better one more time, you’re going to have the worst blue balls in the history of mankind,” I threatened with a rumble in my chest.

I grabbed onto his face and kissed him again with all the pent-up need I’d been suppressing because he’d been right. There hadn’t been a right time or place for us to have this moment together, but I was tired of waiting.

I needed him. His touch, his passion, his body.

And he needed me, too, even if he wouldn’t admit it out loud.

“Touch me, Cillian,” I said softly against his lips, and as if all the stars had finally aligned, he put me out of my damn misery.

He unbuttoned my jeans and slid his hand further down, beneath my underwear and over my clit before slipping between my wet folds.

I inhaled deeply, my chest expanding and fingers digging into his shoulders as my head lolled back.

Fucking hell.

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