Page 69 of Tempting Her Dragons

“Shit.” Time stands still, and when it resumes, he pulls almost all the way out and slams back inside. Over and over. Faster and faster.

“Yes.” My nails dig into his neck when I pull, guiding his mouth to my breasts.

He licks my nipple, and I scrape down his chest as he bends me further over the rock. “You want your tits sucked,” he says and uses his teeth to move the other side of my bikini top out of the way.

“Please, King.” His hips don’t stop as he sucks hard, pulling my nipple inside his hot mouth. The bond expands, binding me to him. Steam rises from the water, our dragons connecting, heating. He belongs inside me, with me forever. Our hearts pound, syncing with every second together. My dragon pushes at my skin, wanting the bond to be complete. She shows herself, my eyes changing, our colors blending. He releases my nipple, and our eyes connect. His dragon is impatient, too.

“He wants your brand just as much as the man does,” King says. “He can wait.” He bites my lip. “I can, too.” He sucks my upper lip. He surges deep, pauses, and strokes out. He repeats the rhythm. “I’ll never get enough of this pussy.”

“Jesus,” I gasp as he reaches new depths. “Kingston.”

“I need you to come, Saphira,” he demands. His hand slides to the inside of my thigh, pressing between our bodies, and taps my clit. Again and again. The pressure swirls, gaining speed with each stroke of his cock. “Get there,” he grits out, on the verge of losing his control.

“Yes, Sir,” I cry as the pressure reaches its peak, sending me over the edge. Colors dance in my vision. He never slows and even gains speed while I tumble into bliss.

“Fuck,” he roars, and I feel the heat from his come soaking into the walls of my pussy. I contract around him, sucking him deep.

We collapse on the rock, allowing our breathing to calm and our heartbeats to ease. Slowly, our skin cools, and the ringing in my ears fades. The sounds around us come back into focus. I was wrapped in King, oblivious to the noise of the water and the wind in the trees.

I tip back my head and smile at the blue and beautiful sky. My hair is soaked, and the wind blowing through it makes me shiver.

“Hold tight,” King says gruffly. He wraps both arms around my waist and brings me deep against his chest. As he pulls, his cock slips out but teases my pussy with his touch. I can’t help but feel the heat again.

I lay my arms over his shoulders, twining my fingers together behind his neck. I rest my chin on his shoulder and enjoy being carried back to land. I know I’ll have to stand on my feet, but I don’t want to let him go.

I am surprised when he squats, reaches for a towel, and wraps it around my back. He rubs his palms over the fabric, removing the water from my skin, and I have never felt such peace.

“Until recently, I’ve never thought much about having a mate,” I whisper. “Seeing all my family find their forever mate has sparked the thought of mine. I was not expecting you or Mav.” His hands stop moving. “As a little girl, I had dreams of the white knight, or in my case, the white dragon. I wanted him to be kind, smart, and lay the world at my feet. I pictured jewels and castles. Rolling hills of green grass surrounding it. Have you ever rolled down hills?”

“No. What do you mean?”

“When I was little, Micah would take me to this cabin. There were hills all around us, and I would lay down at the top, hold my arms tight to my sides, and roll all the way to the bottom.” I laugh. “The first few times, Micah and Maddy were terrified that I would hurt myself. They often forgot I had tough skin. After they saw how much fun I had, they tried it.”

“Micah, the deadly vampire, rolled down hills,” he says dryly.

“He did,” I confirm. “Micah did many things to make me smile. Anyway, I wished to always feel the freedom and joy that rolling down a hill caused.”

“And?” He cups my head and pulls back slightly.

My eyes soften as I look in his eyes. “I thought killing abusive men would give me that feeling. It does fulfill me in some ways, but it doesn’t make me feel those emotions.” I swallow and force myself to trust and open myself to my mate. “Being here, with you, playing in the water, and having you inside me, I felt it. I was in tune with my body and yours. I felt free and whole at the same time.”

“Firefly,” he whispers, cupping my cheek.

“Thank you for taking care of me.” I press my hands over his heart. “I honestly didn’t know if I could open up to you when we met. I knew I wanted to. It was perfect. Your care made me feel special.”

“You are special,” he growls. “I want you to always feel it.”

“You and Mav allow me to feel it.” I kiss him gently and then lay my head on my hands. “Our date was perfect.”

“Date, huh?”

“Yes. Even though we are mates, we can still date.”

“Our next date, I’ll take you out.”

“I won’t protest.” I drop my hands and rub my face over his skin. I wish I could stay here forever but I should go to work tonight. I’ve been in a bubble filled with my mates, which is great, but I need to have some normalcy. “I need to go to work.”

“You don’t need to go anywhere,” he replies.

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