Page 47 of Never Flirt with a Dragon

Our mouths warred.

Our tongues battled.

His hands slid closer and closer to my core.

And I loved every second of it.

I was absolutely soaked when his fingers finally dragged down my back entrance, finding my center.

I gasped into his mouth when his thick finger teased my slit.

And moaned when he slowly filled me with it.

“My mate, so fucking wet for me.” His lips moved against my mouth.

I couldn’t disagree.

Didn’t want to, either.

“Give me more,” I breathed into his mouth.

He pulled out and added another finger before he slid them both inside me. “Needy little thing.”

“Apparently.” My laugh was shallow.

I was too occupied with the way his hand felt inside me, his erection against my clit.

It was amazing… but I still needed more.

“How close can we get without sealing the bond?”

“How close do you want to get?” He bit my bottom lip lightly, dragging his teeth down it before he let it pop free.

“Close.”

“If you let me inside you, we seal the bond.”

Dammit.

I’d been hoping we could just avoid finishing while he was in me or something, because shit, I wanted him.

He captured my lips again, kissing me until I pulled away, panting.

“I still need more, Jas.”

He pulled out long enough to add a third finger—and when he slid them inside me, I couldn’t help but groan.

“Oh, that feels good.”

“My cock would feel better.” His growl was low.

Sexy.

I arched my hips against him, and he kissed me harder.

Rougher.

“You taste amazing.” I rocked my hips until he hit me just where I wanted him.

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