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Where I'd already thought he'd touched every inch of me, I discovered I was wrong. At this angle he did manage to work himself deeper and the strokes were mind bending. And as if my body knew exactly what it needed, more of my slick fluids coated his cock and my thighs, allowing him to go just a little bit farther.

Three strokes later and I was convulsing.

"Isaac!" I shouted as my latest orgasm ripped through me.

A growl erupted from him at the same time. "Fuck yes. Your cunt is so perfect. Squeeze me, little beast because I'm about to fill you with my cum and then when it starts to leak out of you, I'm going to push it back in. And then I'll do it again and again until you pass out."

His filthy words shot me into the sky with the stars as they exploded behind my eyes. He was pumping harder now and a moment later I felt the heat of him as he did as promised. Stroke after stroke. I opened my eyes to the golden glow of his dragon looking down at me through his eyes.

I wasn't sure if that was supposed to freak me out, but it did not. The dragon was as much a part of Isaac as his heart. I embraced it. Fae creatures were all different. And dragons were born of the fae. He may not live in this realm, but he belonged here or there. He had a choice. Stay or go.

I only hoped he chose to stay.

Even though I knew he wouldn't.

ChapterTwenty-Eight

Kitra

By the time I woke, a new morning's sunlight shone through the cottage windows. I'd slept for many hours. I stretched my arms and legs and worked to ease the soreness.

I hadn't had such a good night's sleep in so long, I'd forgotten how blissful it could be. Of course, this cottage and its amazing comforts added to that heightened state.

I rubbed my hands along the soft fur of the pillow underneath my head and marveled at how good it felt to be in this bed.

Although...

I lifted my head and searched for what was missing.

"Isaac?"

When only the silence greeted me, I forced myself from under the cocoon of covers and first rushed into the bathroom to relieve myself and then into the rest of the tiny cottage to search for Isaac. As if a giant dragon man could hide in so small of a space.

Obviously, he'd gone out. Maybe his dragon needed out. My stomach flickered with worry. We weren't in Faldikar, but that didn't guarantee he was safe from the imps. It had been too long since I'd lived in this realm and any number of things could have changed.

Including imps moving in from other realms.

I hoped not. That thought was quickly followed by a stab of guilt. If not for Ensley, I doubted Isaac and I would have made it this far. And I was pretty sure I had her to thank for the extra creature comforts of this place.

Speaking of.

If I was going to have to wait for Isaac to return, I might as well do it in comfort. I started towards the bedroom area and that insanely fluffy nest-like bed, but I was stopped in my tracks by a loud boom and the ground shaking under my feet a moment later.

Isaac had returned and he was in dragon form.

I ran to the window to peer out and get another good look. I may not ever wish to fly with him again, but that didn't mean I didn't love the look of his dragon.

His beast was massive in size, and his mostly black scales shimmered in the sunlight. I couldn't smell the earthy scent of the smoke wafting off of him, but it didn't take much to imagine it. It reminded me of wood smoke, which I loved, but that undertone of him gave it that something extra that always grabbed my attention.

I didn't turn away as magic swept over him and he turned from dragon to man with very little effort and almost no transition. One minute he was a gigantic creature and the next a gorgeous man.

A totally naked one too. I admired his comfort in his own skin. It was well-deserved, because let’s face it, he was sculpted to perfection. But it was more than that. He had a confidence that came from inside and had nothing to do with his physical appearance.

He looked up and caught me watching, and before I could scramble my way behind the curtains, a wide smile crossed his face that melted my insides to jelly and made it impossible for me to move. Despite the multiple orgasms from the last several days and the soreness in nearly every part of my body, desire rose swift and sharp.

As he dressed from the pack he always wore around his neck, I wanted to cry out with complaint. If we were going to go back to the nest and abate this pressure building in my core, he would not need those trousers.

With his pants fastened, but his chest still bare, Isaac approached the cottage. I did my best to take a few deep breaths and get myself under control. There had to be more to him and I than just this. After only a few days, we’d become an effective team, and soon we would be out there facing more danger than ever before.

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