Page 66 of Ember's Claim

Anders drops his mouth to mine, and his huge hand comes to cradle my cheek. He’s almost reverent with his tender touches, but my skin sizzles.

I needsomething.

My inner walls clench, squeezing his shaft. I can barely feel the barbs or spikes, whatever they are.

Anders chuffs into the kiss. It’s a very lion-like sound to make as his tongue swirls around mine. If I wasn’t preoccupied, it would definitely make me smile.

Veryn slides his hand between my skull and the bed, giving my hair a sexy little tug that makes me leak all over Anders’s cock.

My handsome lion may not have a ton of experience, but he gets into a rhythm that makes my entire body bounce with each powerful slap of his hips into mine. It’s a slow, steady build toward the peak of my orgasm.

Anders pulls back from my lips with his chest heaving and his eyes glowing. He grabs my hands and pulls me up with no additional warning.

“I need you to flip over.” His voice is deep and growly and clearly lined with his lion.

“There it is.” Veryn chuckles, running his hand down my spine. “It happens to me too. Everydamntime, my dragon won’t shut up until I give in.”

Anders pecks a kiss on my swollen, sore lips and crawls back. It makes me ache to whine and complain when his dick slips free of me, but I also catch sight of his shaft. It’s penis shaped, that’s for sure, but it’s those little spikes lining from just under his crown all the way to his knot that have me licking my lips.

What would those feel like rubbing the inside of my mouth?

I don’t know, but I’d totally be willing to give it a go.

“Ass up,” Veryn growls from behind me.

My body snaps into motion, and I gracelessly roll over onto my front. With the way my dragon lies across the bed, it puts his hard shaft directly in my line of sight.

I move to dive for it because I’m obsessed with the way he tastes, but Anders grabs my hips. It takes me another second or two to realize his hands are paws and his claws are what’s digging into my skin almost painfully.

Veryn smirks. “Looks like you’re in for a rough ride. Make sure you scream loud enough, the entire pack will be jealous of how thoroughly you’re getting fucked.” He grips his cock, giving it a squeeze, and pre-cum dribbles from his tip.

I moan, and my tits throb as my nipples tighten. My whole body trembles, but I barely have time to focus on the way the tattoos on Veryn’s abs flex as Anders thrusts into me so deeply, his pelvis hits my ass.

The teasing of his knot at my lower lips is intense, but not anything compared to the spikes. They just took some time to activate, or maybe it’s the change in position.

Hell if I know.

But they are fucking incredible, and I love them.

I think I ramble about how wonderful they are as my hands shake with the struggle of keeping myself up, but it’s hard to be sure with how foggy my head feels.

Glancing back over my shoulder, I do a double take. Okay, so, maybe that’s actually why the spikes got super intense. It’s not just Anders’s hands that are partially shifted.

My wolf whines in my head, pacing and huffing while making it very clear she wants to see his lion in full glory.

I’m not sure I’m ready for all that. I mean, outside of sex, I’m totally down to hang out with him in his lion form, but I’m just getting the hang of human-form mating.

Anders plants a hand on my middle, tugging me until I’m kneeling vertically. “My lion is obsessed with the idea of breeding you, but since dragons implant eggs, I thought I should?—”

“I have a contraceptive spell,” I assure him, bouncing on my knees. Those barbs rake my inner walls, sending my desire through the roof.

“That is excellent news,” Anders growls, scratching his teeth over the top of my shoulder. He bucks up into me at the same time I fall over his length, and his knot slides inside my opening.

All the air seems to disappear as my system tries to determine if that’s a good or bad ache.

Who am I kidding?

It’s incredible.

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