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His inner beast seemed content with that answer and sat back to see what would happen next.
Tristan closed his fingers and opened them again. In response, Melanie clenched the back of the couch on either side of her. With a gruff voice, he said, “I’m just trying to make sure you’re ready for my cock, love, because I’m going to own your pussy like no tomorrow.”
Melanie bit her lower lip and then looked down at him. Her voice was husky when she replied, “I’m ready, Tristan. Take me hard, the way your dragon likes it.”
His dragon stood at attention at her words.She thinks of both of us. We love her. No more playing. Take her now.
Tristan removed his fingers and gave them a lick. He growled in approval. He’d never tire of how bloody fantastic his mate tasted.
But his dragon was pushing harder to take control and Tristan wanted them to work together so they could both enjoy their mate.
He stood up, unzipped his jeans, and his aching dick burst free. Melanie’s eyes moved to his cock, and he felt a drop of precum seep out.
His dragon growled.It’s been too long. Hurry up and fuck her. Hard.
Tristan kicked off his shoes and jeans and moved between Melanie’s thighs. She barely had time to hold on to his biceps before he positioned his cock and thrust into her.
She cried out but he barely noticed as he reveled in the feel of her tight, wet pussy. His dragon half urged him to move, but Tristan wanted access to her beautiful breasts first. He reached up, ripped off her tank top, and rolled her hard, pink nipple in his fingers.
As he pinched harder and watched her moan, the sight made his cock harder. She was bloody perfect.
His dragon huffed.Yes, she is beautiful and she is waiting for us to take her. Do it already.
Rather than fight his beast, he said to Melanie, “Are you ready for me, my little mate?”
“Yes, Tristan. Always.”
“Good.”
He let go of her nipple and took hold of her hips before he moved. With each thrust, he moved faster, never taking his eyes off his mate’s eyes. She dug her nails in his biceps and he pounded harder.
His dragon hummed.Yes. Harder. She belongs to us.
From the corner of his eye, he could see her delicious curves bouncing in time to his thrusts, and the sight made him proud. He would make sure she knew how much he approved of her body.
Melanie clung to his arms and arched her back. From her little sounds of pleasure, he could tell she was close. He took a firmer grip on her soft, wide hips and thrust as hard as he could without crushing her. His dragon crooned, content with how they were taking their female.
Tristan felt the pressure building at the base of his spine. In the last second before he came, he took his mate’s lips in a rough kiss, swallowing her cries as his semen made her come.
As her pussy squeezed and released his dick, he moved closer until he had his arms around her. When she finally sighed as her orgasm ended, he broke their kiss, stared into her eyes, and said, “You’re mine, forever.”
She smiled. “I think you’re confused, Tristan, as you’re mine forever.”
He smiled and hugged his mate close. Never in a million years would he have expected to find such a wonderful mate he loved with every bone in his body. He only hoped he could love her until they were both gray and wrinkled.
They’d find out if he could have that dream or not in seven or eight months’ time.
At the thought of Melanie dying in childbirth, he hugged her tighter. She mumbled, “What’s wrong?”
Tristan didn’t want to break the spell of their momentary happiness, so he said, “I’m just trying to think of what else my little mate can take before she’s exhausted.”
Melanie hugged him tight and whispered, “Give me everything you’ve got, dragonman. I can take it.”
With that he growled, and his dark thoughts disappeared as he thought of what else he wished to do. Since he wasn’t always good with words, he decided to show her just how much he loved her with action.
Epilogue
Seven Months Later
