Page 125 of Gift of Dragons


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After all this time in dragon form, Shai had been worried he wouldn’t know how to turn to man immediately upon seeing Heba lying upon the boulder.

But he needn’t have feared. The moment he reached out to touch her, his body knew who she was, and the form he had to take to be close to her.

To be inside of her, and let her inside of him.

He cradled her in his arms and probably held her too tightly than was comfortable. But he didn’t care, and he didn’t think she did either. He had to hold her tightly so she wouldn’t disappear. So he could reassure himself that she was flesh and blood.

Real.

He leaned down slightly to touch their lips in a tender caress, simply rubbing their sensitive skin together. Simply breathing her in, and letting her do the same.

Reacquainting their souls. Entwining them together.

Her small hands moved from his face to the back of his neck with impatience, bringing him closer so she could nibble on his mouth, and spear her sleek, hot tongue inside.

They both moaned at the burst of flavor and sensation. They’d been alone and without touch for so very long. It was heady, overwhelming and utterly addictive. A tender homecoming kiss blazed immediately into a conflagration of desperate lust.

He sucked on her tongue and thrust his own against the sleek muscle, rubbing and licking. Biting. Devouring.

She clutched him just as tightly, moaning with abandon, twisting in his lap to straddle him, attacking his mouth as if it was the last food on earth and she’d been starving for years.

Hundreds and thousands of years.

Somehow, they managed to remove her clothes, barely pausing for breath in the middle of this marathon kiss. He was already bare and ready, his rigid cock seeking entrance to her body as she ground wantonly against him.

At last, the swollen head of him breached her nether lips, making her gasp and bite her lip at the pressure and fullness he knew she must feel.

It was always like this. So exquisitely tight and hot and wet inside her. Like heaven and hell rolled into one. There was always a moment of doubt if she could take him, for he was thick and long and she was so very small.

But she always did without fail.

She bit his lower lip now, hard enough to draw blood, making him hiss. Making his hips jerk reflexively, pushing just a bit deeper inside.

She flexed her own hips and ground down on him, her pussy convulsively sucking on him, voracious and relentless.

Until finally, he was seated to the hilt. He could see the head of his cock move inside of her as she rode it with her whole body, squeezing him rhythmically in deep, shuddering pulses.

“Gods, Shai!” she cried, grinding him against her deepest core, already spasming around him in the beginnings of her climax.

“You feel so good… it hurts so good…So good…”

He pumped his hips in time with her movements, giving her just that extra bit of friction to make her fly.

And when she did, when she screamed his name in a guttural cry, he released all of his love and life force inside of her, filling her full. Soothing the soreness he must have created with his cream.

And still, she moved upon him, jerking and stuttering as she came, riding the waves of ecstasy higher.

Ever higher.

She stayed there and held there, pulsing all around him, making him release again, making him thrust hard and deep up into her, desperate to merge them indelibly as one.

When she finally stopped quaking from the aftershocks of pleasure, she pushed him to his back and started up all over again.

They stared into each other’s eyes as she rode him, hands braced upon his chest, hair wild around her face.

Her body took his over and over.

Enslaved him. Owned him.

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