Page 61 of His To Claim

Drake reaches over to me, picking me up and pulling me into his lap. He uses his right hand to cup my chin and turn it towards him as his left arm wraps around my waist as he brings my lips to his once more whispering against them.

“Scarlett, you can tell me anything, you know that, right? I won’t blame you, won’t judge you. You were right the other day. You don’t owe me anything.”

I reach for his lips at his words and lose myself in the kiss. It’s intense, passionate, volatile. His lips fit perfectly in mine as they caress each other in a sensual dance. I bring my hands to his shoulders, gripping them and deepening the kiss, moving myself to straddle him. My legs now over his allow me to feel his thickness rubbing against me.

Drake groans into my mouth at our contact only making me move faster against him. He wraps his hand around my waist, moving it up my back and back down again landing on my ass. I’m so vulnerable, so exposed. I pull away slightly, the two of us gasping for air. I look in his dark green eyes and see a look of distress. He needs me to make him feel like he’s the only one for me. To make him feel needed. Wanted. I need to give him this.

“My loyal dragon, my fierce protector. If only you knew what I did, you wouldn’t look at me the same way. Kiss me the same way. Like you need me to survive.”

“Scar, anything you did. I don’t care. I’m not a saint in all of this, never have been, never claimed to be. Just tell me what happened, that’s all I ask. It can’t be worse than what I imagine.”

“That night after the Saint and Sinners party, I didn’t text you I wasn’t feeling okay. It was him. Ace. He hacked my phone. He’s done it before. I don’t know how, but I went out to meet you and he was there instead.”

I decide to skip the details of him drugging me and tying me to a chair. I know that would make Drake furious and I don’t want him to do something that can get him kicked out of the academy or worse.

“He took me into the beach house and his uncle was there waiting. Agent Servite. Jade somehow followed me and when she got there, Servite made me tell her everything. I hadn’t said anything because I didn’t want her to worry. Just before we left, he talked to me alone and told me I had to help him get in contact with my mom or…”

“Or what, Scar?” he asks angrily, his eyes flaring as he lets out a sharp breath.

“He threatened you guys, all of you. Said that he’d find a way to get you guys kicked out. I can’t risk that. You don’t deserve to be put in danger because of me.”

“Scar, come on. When have we ever cared what happens to us? You can’t work with him, he’s dangerous, and an asshole and fucking creepy as hell. He wants you. I can see it in his eyes when he looks at you, the same way Ace does.”

“That same night, as I was leaving, Ace…”

“Don’t,” he says, interrupting me. “You don’t have to tell me. I know I said I wanted to know, but I don’t think I do. Just tell me, have you and he…?”

“It was just a kiss, Dragon Man. You’re still the only one,” I say, and he grins wide. I punch his arm and he laughs, looking like a kid who just found out they can have candy.

“Ouch, Scar, that hurt.”

“Take that smug grin off your face, Dragon.”

“I can’t help it, Scar. I’m glad he hasn’t touched you, touched what’s mine.”

“I warned you about saying that, Dragon. We were right before to not jump into anything. This thing between us won’t end well. We’re reckless together.”

“But it’s true, Scar, you’re mine. Always will be no matter what and so what if it doesn’t end well, so what if it ends today, next week, or years from now? You are my best friend, my family. No matter what. But right now, you’re mine. And I plan to take advantage of that for as long as I can.”

He pulls me toward him and kisses me again. His arms wrap around my waist inside his hoodie. His hands move up slowly as he tugs on the sweater pulling it over my head. It’s still cold out but our body heat is heating my core, setting me ablaze. I reach over to him, down to his waist and pull his shirt over his head as well.

Once it’s off, I push him down and his back slams against the sand. He lets out a small grunt followed by a wicked grin as he bites his lip. I place my hands on the sand beside his head and stare into his lust filled eyes. They’re dark green and full of desire, full of need. He needs this, needs us to be together. I’ve always known Drake to hide his past and issues from the world but with me he’s always been himself. He needs to show me he’s all in. He needs me to show him I’m his.

“You ready for me?” I say, smirking back at him, and the sexiest grin appears on his face.

“Ride me, baby. Ride your dragon,” he says, and I lose it.

I reach down to unbutton his jeans as he quickly reaches to undo mine, our fingers moving at lightning speed. I stand up slightly to pull my jeans down my legs kicking them off beside him and he does the same to his, pulling them down below his ass. This reminds me of our first time, which was also on the beach back home.

I was nervous, as was he, both not knowing what to expect. He was my first, but I also was his. We took it nice and slow our first time, not wanting to rush the moment, rush the feeling. But unlikethat first time, the crazed look in his eyes makes my heart rate accelerate beyond relief. I need him, and I need him now. I look down as his dick springs free of his boxers, hard and ready for me. I run my tongue along my bottom lip as I bend down and lick the tip of his cock and he growls causing me to laugh.

“Scar, fuck, I need to be inside you,” he mumbles, his head falling back onto the sand.

“So eager, Dragon Man,” I whisper.

He looks up at me and fuck if it doesn’t make me wet. The way he looks at me is enough to make me come here and now without the slightest touch of his hands. I’m ready for him.

I position myself above him lining his dick up with my entrance as I lower myself down slowly. I can feel him stretching me as I take him in deeper. I got on birth control shortly after Drake and I slept together for the first time. Mrs. Grayson took me to the local clinic after she walked in on Jade and I talking about it once. She knew she couldn’t forbid us from having sex, but she wanted to make sure we were careful and didn’t end up doing something we’d later regret. Pregnant at seventeen like my mother was high on my to-don’t-list.

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