Page 17 of Ember's Claim

Every time Ember and I are together, it’s like I can barely relax because I have to ensure he doesn’t do something stupid.

Dragons, like orcs and a few other species, slip into rut if we’re not careful. It’s a hypersexual state where our system aches to breed our mate. I’ve never gotten close before, but something in Ember’s scent has been hitting differently the last week or two.

Tugging her off the wall, I lift and drop her onto my cock as I aim for my bedroom. This place isn’t huge, and that’s a good thing, since we make it there quicker. Everything in me wantsto follow her down to the mattress, but I’m still in my fucking boots.

It takes a whole lot of willpower to pull her off my length, but I manage. Dropping her on the bed, I lick my lips as her tits bounce. I can taste hints of my cum from our many kisses, and it fills me with pure male satisfaction.

Ember scoots back, using her forearms and feet, until her head lands on the pillow.

Where the hell did her shoes end up?

Who the hell cares?

I stretch down, loosening my boots, but my gaze stays on her. Her pink nipples tighten as her chest bounces with each ragged breath.

She sees me watching and lets her knees fall to the mattress. Every inch of her slick pussy becomes visible with the move.

A low growl rattles out of my chest as I kick out of my boots and haphazardly shove my jeans until they pool at my feet. My cock bounces around, and I wrap my fist around it, quirking an eyebrow.

“You’re already giving me a peek, but I wanna see how you tease your pussy.”

She huffs, falling back against the pillow. “Why do you torment me?”

I snort.

She’s fucking adorable, if a little dramatic. Keeping my fist around my dick, I stretch over the bed.

My palm comes to rest next to her hip, and I blow hot breath over her slick, pink pussy.

“Do you know how bad I ache for you, Ember? It’s an all-the-time kinda thing. If I’m not with you, my dragon won’t shut the fuck up.What do you think Ember is doing? Is she safe? Does she miss us as much as we miss her?”My wings erupt from my back, stretching wide across the room.

Ember gasps, blinking up at me with hazy eyes.

I shake off the discomfort of the partial shift and pull my tail around to allow it to slither up her thigh. My eyes change to the dragon’s, and the room illuminates with a yellowy-green glow.

Taking a deep breath, I shake my head and try to push him down. Nothing good comes from him taking the wheel.

“Mine.” The word comes from my lips, but it’s my dragon in control. “He keeps us apart, and I don’t like it.”

Ember’s head tilts, and she licks her lips. “You mean Veryn?”

“Yes.” He teases our tail into her lower lips.

She jolts, pushing up on her forearms. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen your tail.”

“You know better than to fear me. Don’t you, mate?” he asks.

“I’m not afraid of either of you.” She stares directly into his eyes as she says it, despite how much of his dominance he’s forcing through his gaze.

He’s quite smug as he pulls his tail from her pussy, bringing it to my mouth.

It’s always complicated, because even though we’re one being, I think of certain attributes as his and some as mine. To make things even more convoluted, occasionally they’re “ours.”

My head falls back as he forces her taste all over my tongue.

“Ass up,” I hear him command. “If you want to be fucked deep, show me that pretty ass.”

Ember blinks for several long seconds before scrambling backward. She rolls over gracefully, and I crawl onto the end of the bed as she hikes herself up on her hands and knees.

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