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“Well?”
“Yes.” I let out a shuddering breath. “I claim you.”
“And I surrender to you.” He looks so solemn that I laugh.
“Don’t forget, I’m a fire-breathing dragon. With a hoard of gold inside my cave and a pile of bones outside it.”
His mouth crooks into a smile. “A beautiful, strong, fire-breathing dragon.”
“Only you could have captured me alive.”
His smile becomes wicked. “And I’m not done with you yet.”
After he sweeps me off my feet, he brings me to the tower of thorns. He pays the blood price, and the brambles writhe away.
“Get the door,” he says.
I can’t help but laugh. Fumbling, I grab the door handle. We manage to make it inside the tower, and he kicks the door closed behind us. He carries me upstairs, to the ruined top of the tower, where rain glitters upon the roses that tangle all around us.
Rook lays me down on the fallen petals. He removes his armor, one piece at a time, before stripping off his clothes. He bares himself to me. Not just his body, but the emotions that burn in his ember eyes. He looks at me with such sweet longing.
Love. That’s a good word for it.
His cock stands at attention. His tail snakes from his spine while his wings unfurl. Shadowy and demonic, he refuses to yield to the light of day.
Rather than wait for him, I drag him down to me. I’m shaking. Feverish with what must be the highest pitch of my heat.
Kneeling between my legs, he bends down to kiss my breast. He licks my nipple, sucks on it, and nips it with his fangs. My back arches off the ground. After he slides lower, he nuzzles me between the thighs and licks me where I’m wettest. I grab him by the horns and hold on for dear life while he lavishes attention on my body.
He lifts his head. “You taste delicious.”
“I need more.”
“You need my cock inside you?”
“God, yes.”
The ache of desire hollows me out. He holds his cock in his fist and grinds against me.
“Look how wet you get for me,” he murmurs.
“Rook, if you don’t fuck me right now, I might murder you.”
His laugh vibrates through my chest. The blunt head of his cock demands entrance. Insistent. When he penetrates me, every spike on him rakes me. Pleasure with the slightest hint of pain. He fills me completely.
“Fuck,” I gasp. I’m trembling with unspent desire.
“Good?”
“Yes, but you’re big. And…”
“And?”
“The spikes hurt a little.”
He glances into my eyes, his own smoldering. “Would you like me to be less demonic?”
“No.” I clutch his ass possessively. “Hell no.”
