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“Shut up already,” I growled, a hand snaking up behind his head and pulling his mouth down to mine before I had a chance to think it through anymore.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Damon

The unexpected kiss caught me off guard. I wasn’t prepared, and as such, my dragon leaped into the driver’s seat, taking charge.

My hands came up, grabbing Elanya around the waist, holding her still. She arched her back, leaning into me as I casually lifted her from the floor, holding her in midair as our tongues danced and played, the heat rising between us.

I still wasn’t sure what I’d said or done to break through the physical barrier that had arisen after our visit to my sister’s school, but I wasn’t unhappy about it. The farthest thing from it, in fact. Other than to be a good father, the one thing I wanted most was to make things work with Elanya.

To make her happy. I’d done enough to screw her life up already. The least I could do is try to fix that.

Her hands were cold against my cheeks and the back of my neck as she swung her arms around me, holding tight. As if I would ever drop her.

“You’re cold,” I whispered.

“I’m just—oooh.”

I smiled at her reaction as I let fire and heat race through my body, warming my very skin to the touch.

“That’s fun,” she said, flipping her hands over to warm the backs of them as well. “Neat party trick.”

I chuckled, still carrying her as I pushed open the door to the main bedroom.

“There’s no furniture out here,” I rumbled at her questioning look. “I wanted to put you down on something soft.”

“And just what is your plan after that?” she asked.

I didn’t miss the hesitation in her tone, and I made a mental note of it. Reminding myself to not push too far, too fast.

“To make sure you go about your day in the best mood,” I told her, laying her down on the bed and leaning over her to kiss her quite thoroughly.

“Oh,” she said, drawing in a deep breath once I finished doing that. “And how are you going to do that?”

“I’m going to flood your brain with endorphins,” I said. “It’ll be different from coffee, but it’ll work.”

She smiled, but again, it was with a hint of trepidation. “You sure do know how to dirty talk,” she teased.

I grinned, taking her arms and pinning them casually over her head, demonstrating my strength before kissing her again.

“What do you want me to say?” I murmured into her ear, keeping my voice as deep and husky as possible. “Do you want me to tell you how I’m going to strip the clothing from your body until you’re naked before me? That I’m going to run my eyes, hands, and tongue over your skin, teasing you … tasting you. Do you want to hear how I’m going to grab your hips and pull them to my mouth while I run my tongue across your clit and around it over, and over and over again?”

At some point, Elanya’s breath had caught in her lungs. Eventually, she let it go with a soft whoosh, her entire body going limp.

“Well, then,” I said, lifting the loops of the glani up and over her head, one at a time, before I flipped the top layers up and off her. “That’s just what I’m going to do. I’m going to taste you and lick you and use my fingers to please you to no end. Until you beg me to stop, struggling to free yourself from my grip, until one last orgasm is pulled from your body, leaving you gasping for air, feeling used and wonderful all at the same time.”

“You talk a big talk,” she said with a loud hiss as I kissed down her neck to her collarbone, my tongue flicking out to tease her sensitive skin.

I chuckled. “You know damn well I can walk the walk, too. Your screams as I thrust my cock into you that night still echo in my ears every time I look at you.”

Elanya swallowed with an audible gulp. It was an admission of truth if I’d ever heard one.

“Exactly,” I said. “So, now, I’m just going to reinforce that point. Got it?”

I fastened my lips around one of her nipples before she could respond, but I heard her indrawn breath as she gasped. It was followed by more heavy breathing as I grabbed her other breast with my hand, tracing the nipple with my finger until it stiffened.

When I moved south, her hands wrapped around either side of my head. Thus, I could feel each and every tremor as I kissed between her legs, up their insides, and across her mound, teasing her with my closeness until finally, at last, I flicked my tongue out, savoring the sweet musky taste that filled my mouth and nostrils.

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