Page 111 of Rescued By The Dragon

I refused to blink and free any of them. “Why do you think? I just told you that I loved you and you didn’t say anything back. I feel foolish, that’s why.”

“You think I don’t love you?”

When I didn’t respond, he continued.

“You shocked me just now.” He laughed louder than I imagined he would. “You’ve been shocking me for a while now. Every day there is something new about you. A new skill. And I’ve loved every one of them. Good and bad.” Dorran stepped forward, cornering me against the door. “I’ve never been told that. Besides my family, no one has ever said they loved me, and it felt unbelievable. I was shocked and fulfilled. You ran before I could get a hold of myself, Amara.”

He wedged his thigh between my own and angled my chin upward. “I love you, Amara. I’ll love you until the day I pass. Even when I don’t say it enough. Promise?”

I felt breathless. The mate bond warmed me inside. Branding me in a way that didn’t seem possible.

“Promise,” I whispered.

Dorran leaned forward and kissed me.

Melting away the heartache inside of me.

Hammering away the doubt.

His fingers tangled into the blonde strands hanging down my shoulders, loosening the tension building in my head.

Greedily he kissed me. Like he would never get another chance. Snaking an arm around my waist, he pulled me to his body and lifted me to his waist.

Each spot his body touched mine felt like fire forming under my skin. The heat of his touch forced my fingers under the hem of my shirt, and I tugged it over my head. Dorran tossed me onto the bed, stripping from his clothes, he bent down and crawled over me.

Dorran dipped his head and hovered above my mouth. “I’ll never grow tired of you, or this, and I can promise the mate bond doesn’t lie. This is forever.”

I knew these feelings were true. I wasn’t experienced in love, but I knew this couldn’t be fake.

He maneuvered his way between my legs, the pressure of his body adding liquid sin to my veins. He made me higher than an injection, his rough fingertips hard against my sensitive flesh, but it drove me harder into the moment.

The rawness of him.

Of us.

Dorran’s wings spread wide, like an attempt to cover us from prying eyes. Dorran gripped my hips in his palms and pressed himself against me. His green gaze slid toward me. His high cheekbones flushed from the moment. Thrusting into me, I watched as pleasure took over his face.

Leaning over, he pressed a kiss against my mouth. “I love you, Little Mouse.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck, tightening my legs around his waist, my back arched as he fed me every inch over and over.

He cursed under his breath, pushed himself onto his palms, and stared down at my body as if he had never seen it before. Excitement rolled through me as he watched himself pull out and shove himself back in.

Everything about him seared my insides.

That cocky smile, the mossy-colored eyes, and ...

A shadow danced in the corner of the room, pulling at the corners of my mind, demanding attention. I knew who it was, and I knew why he was there.

Because my drink had worn off.

My brows pulled down in frustration, my body still linked to Dorran as he pulled an orgasm from me, making my body feel heavy.

Evian’s shadow danced along the room and jumped from one wall to the other.

Siren. Siren. Siren.

Where the water's drowsy ripple laps the phantom of a shore, And, oh, so fair, so fair am I, I draw all hearts to me, For I am the siren, the siren of the sea.

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