Page 23 of The Soul of the Dragon

All without her being able to do a thing to stop me. That thought alone nearly killed me as I fought against it.It wasn’t in my nature to fight against anything that I wanted.

So I’d take what I could and leave the rest behind.

Butwhen I pushed my too-big cock inside her... I groaned at the idea of the sounds she would make then as she took every inch I had to give.

Omegas were made for their alphas. Even if her body seemed too small for a creature like me, the slick heat building rapidly between her thighs would ensure my entry and then the pleasure. Fuck... she'd be so impossibly tight when her body worked to accommodate me and when my knot swelled...my groin throbbed at the idea.

I was drunk with mating fever, that much was clear. Only the fact I was still able to recognize it, gave me hope it wasn’t too late. Barely.

She on the other hand. I wasn't sure. She seemed ready and willing to take whatever I wanted to give. But to claim her now could change the course of both our fates and I wasn't sure I could predict what that meant with any reasonable accuracy.

The sex would be explosive, but would either of us recover from it?

With that thought finally ruling my thoughts,I released her neck and rolled off of her. Damn the fates. What were they thinking?

I grasped my cock through my trousers and squeezed as hard as I could, willing the pain to subside. If I didn't get this under control we were both going to be lost. But her curves... That flare of her hips that had cushioned my hips when I went between them. I could still feel the warmth of her pressed against me. Sweat broke out across my entire body just thinking about it.

I growled low as I contemplated taking this further and stroking myself to completion to assuage some of this fever. I didn’t know if it would actually help, but I didn’t think it would hurt.

"Are you okay?" She popped into my vision as she leaned over and looked at me with worried eyes.

"About as good as you I'm afraid."

"And that's a bad thing?" she asked, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. Now I could only think of those straight, little teeth scraping their way against my length before she pulled me into her mouth.

"I don't think either of us is ready for this kind of complication," I answered honestly, my hand still holding my cock in a vise like grip that was doing nothing to get this under control. The pain only seemed to enhance my need.

"Wanting me is a complication? That seems unkind."

I barked out a laugh that sounded more angry than surprised. "Wanting you is dangerous. For both of us. It wouldn’t be hard to go too far." I also wasn't sure how much choice either of us had in this matter. While the bond could be rejected, it might also eat at one or both of us until it consumed us.

Or I consumed her.

"That doesn't sound fair," she said as she finally settled back down at my side. Although I could feel her eyes on me and my hands as I continued to squeeze my dick in its death grip. "Especially when it could be the answer to all my problems."

I nearly choked at those words. "Excuse me?"

"We both know there's only one reason the King is so interested in me. I may not be the fastest fae, or the strongest, but I am smart. And I’ve had to hide from him more than once because my instincts screamed about how he had some sort of desire to be my first. However, if that were to change, then there would be a good chance he would lose interest."

"Or kill me for taking it."

"Are dragons easy to kill?"

She had a point. Albeit a wild and crazy one. What she was suggesting. It was madness.

"No. We are not easy to kill. But more to the point, we are territorial. We take what we want. Do what we want. And kill who we want."

She went quiet and her breathing seemed to slow. I didn't know whether she was thinking about what I'd said or if she'd already dismissed her crazy idea.

Until her small hand came up and wrapped around mine still holding on desperately to my cock. "Then take what you want. If you don't, I think I'm going to burn alive anyways. If the King truly wants us dead, we won't be in much worse of a position than we are now. I don't know what he promised you to get you to bring me back to him. But I guarantee you, whatever it was, he was lying. He only ever takes and never ever gives anything. That's the way of the fae. And he is the worst of us all.”

"And you would just give yourself to me?"

"Of course not. I'm taking what I want too."

I could barely breathe from her words as they settled in my chest and wrapped around my lungs, pulling the breath from me. I'd never wanted a woman like this before.

"Those are bold words from a princess."

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