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He plowed his body into hers, rougher, harder than he’d ever taken a woman before.
Harder than he’d ever allowed himself to.
She was meeting him with her hips, bucking against him, her breath cooling his shoulder and her skin all around him, her arms and legs and body pulling the fire from him, though his core still burned for her.
“Mathonwy Draco,” she keened, his name magic in her mouth.“More.”
He held her down and surged into her, his body released from decades of holding back.
She whispered,“Bite me.”
He savaged her, raking his teeth over her shoulder and reveling in their flesh moving together. More of his venom entered her.
This was everything.Shewas everything.
She cried out,“Burn me.”
Math growled, his body fire and magic, movement and heat, “Bethany, no. Dragonfire burns don’t heal.”
“I need it. I needyou.I needmore.Please,Math.”
The dragonfire rose in him.
Needto release it consumed him.
Dragonfire swirled in his soul and chest, an explosion with no escape.“No.”
“Mathonwy,please. Now!”
His name in her mouth became a command.
He was helpless before its power.
His fire burst from his mouth, pouring over the skin on her shoulder with a blue-white beam of flame.
She screamed, arching in his arms as she clawed at him, “Gods and magic,yes!”
His fire danced on her skin, sparking into the curving shape of a dragon breathing fire down her breast.
The dragonfire wasn’t burning out. The flame was burning deeper into her flesh.
Mathonwy pressed his shoulder against hers, his tough skin tight over the forming brand, to smother the fire as he thrust into her.
She was crying, screaming,“Yes!”
The fire under his shoulder pierced his flesh, joining their magic.
Math pressed his forehead to the pillow beside her ear and drove himself into her.
The dragonfire consumed their separateness and became a bond, a hot, golden cable of magic that ran between their hearts and souls.
Bethany’s body throbbed around him, a tight pulse of flesh that drove thought from his mind. As she clenched, he could feel the response in his spine. A wave of pleasure barreled into him.
The power of his release shot through him, a string of firecrackers up his spine and into his head, and he rushed into her.
Bethany cried out again, her nails raking his back as he came.
He couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe for a minute, and only barely managed to hold himself off of her so he wouldn’t crush her fragility under his heavy body.
