Page 55 of The Dragon's Mate Proposal

The first time, I came for him. The second time, he made me come. He forced it from my body, and I screamed through clenched teeth as it was ripped from me, pulsing outward hard enough to arch my back and make me shake.

Then he flipped me onto my stomach and fucked me into the ground, slamming his hips into my ass until it clapped with sound. I pulled the blanket out of my face, burying my cries in the fabric as Cade did as I’d told him.

He took me. Made me his own. Claimed me there on the ridge for anyone to see.

And I loved every second of it, thrusting my ass into the air, wordlessly inviting him to fuck me harder.

He sat back, grabbed my hips in his hands, making me feel tiny, and pulled me back onto his cock until I came again.

And again.

Then I was on my side, his hands on my breasts, my hips, spanking my ass. He growled and groaned, and I screamed his name until he finally erupted, filling me with liquid fire that wrenched one final echo of an orgasm from my tired, used body.

We collapsed, gasping for air, breathing hard as the sun warmed our skin, eventually making it tingle. Cade flopped onto his back, his powerful chest rising and falling as he rapidly brought his breathing back under control.

Rolling toward him, I positioned myself against his side. His heart still pounded against his chest as I rested my head on it, one hand idly playing with the few hairs that grew between his pecs. I rose and fell with each of his breaths, the rhythmic pattern threatening to lull me to sleep.

How could I, though, with the panorama around us? The sun was now fully above the horizon, its golden glow warming all the land around us, highlighting all that the Dragon Isles had to offer.

“Look at this place,” I whispered. “It’s beautiful.”

Cade grunted in agreement.

“I don’t understand. Why would you ever leave this? It’s idyllic.”

Beneath me, Cade stiffened.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Cade

Part of me cursed her for bringing that up now of all times. Why couldn’t she just let us lie there in peace while we enjoyed the presence of one another’s naked bodies? Especially hers.

At the same time, it was hard for me to blame her for wanting to know more. It wasn’t as if I was unaware of the questions she must have. But now wasn’t the time for answering them.

I rolled over, intending to sit up and resume eating, but a hand on my chest stopped me cold.

“No,” Samantha whispered, pushing me back down with the barest hint of pressure. “Not this time.”

I stopped trying to get away. Instead, I sat up. She did the same, pushing her way between my legs while wrapping hers around my waist. It should have been an intimate embrace. But I felt trapped.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” I said.

“I know.” She stroked my face, not tearing her gaze away. “Trust me, Cade, I know you don’t want to. That’s part of the reason I’m not letting it go. You have to talk to me about it.”

“Why?” I looked away, but her hand guided my gaze back to her.

“Because I’ve let you get away with it before, avoiding it and brushing the subject off. But this is a big thing. It’s time for you and me to talk about it.”

I grimaced, searching for a way out and not seeing one.

“Cade.”

The steel in her voice demanded my attention.

“I know this is uncomfortable for you,” she said, inching even closer until her breasts were pressed against my skin. “Believe me, I do. But we’re supposed to be making a go of it.”

“I know.”

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