Page 92 of Devoted to the Dragon

She means here, in this nest, with our bodies. I can feel the confidence in her words. Her omega is excited for us to cement our bonds. But underneath that, Randi is nervous.

“Thank you for the gift of your trust, precious. I will honor it.” I seal my promise with a kiss.

Her mouth opens easily for me, her tongue darting out to tangle with mine. It’s teasing. She nips the longer she explores, and when I suck on her tongue, she moans.The sound is horny and breathless, so perfectly needy. I can taste her wild passion on my tongue, and I have to force my shadows not to overwhelm her. Except when they tighten around her wrists, she goes lax, and the air fills with another shot of sweet juice. I realize one very important detail about my omega mate—she likes to be bound.

What a fun little surprise. I bet that pissed her off when we met.

“You want to wear my ropes, pretty omega?” I drag my fangs down her neck.

“Knox.” Her neck tilts to give me room.

I suck her bond mark and lave it until she’s shivering and trying to crawl into my lap. That won’t do for what I have in mind. I pick her up and set her on her feet, binding her wrists above her head with two of my smoke bands. I stabilize my shadows, holding her as though she’s bound to a Saint Andrew’s cross. The moment she realizes she’s caught, her scent deepens.

My hands trail lightly over her hips as I crowd her back, teasing and tracing her glowing runes. The caresses aren’t meant to offer any relief; I simply want to feel her smooth skin, learn the shape of her runes, and taste her.

The bond pulses between us at her pleasure. It’s a hot roaring need edged with a delicious ache. She likes to be made to wait.

Fuck, could she be any more perfect?

She reaches for a kiss over her shoulder, her lips sliding against mine. My fingers skirt along her hip and down her stomach, straight to her wet center so I can begin our new game of chase.

Without preamble, I hook my middle finger into her wet heat. Her breath hitches, nose nudging mine as she gives a panted moan. I only finger her long enough to frustrate us both, fucking her to the knuckle and retreating twice more before I pull out.

The loss makes Randi bounce on her toes, but I lock another band of shadows around her torso, keeping her in place as I mouth my new mark on her shoulder and cup her pretty tits. I pluck her nipples and tug with enough pressure that she cries out for me, pulling on her bindings. She rolls her hips, chasing my touch.

“More,” she whines, going to her toes.

“I’m gonna love to hear you beg, baby.”

My mouth skirts along the crook of her neck, my hand dropping back between her thighs. I rub one long finger through her center, pressing against her clit for only a moment. She’s back to hunting for my lips, and I swallow her moans.

A swirl of lust, less biting than Randi’s, adds to the atmosphere. I let my shadows take a taste, and I recognize Gunnar’s sweetness. I ignore our watcher for now, but I can’t help the satisfaction the sound of his hand stroking his cock brings me. From the taste of his lust, he likes watching what I’m doing to our omega.

Told ya, little lamb.

I can’t get enough of her scent either, pressing my nose against her cheek and taking straight shots of her heady lust. She’s a supercharger, healing the leftover aches and making my body tremble with a boost of power. I press my forehead to hers, feeding on her as I give us another taste of what we want. Thistime, my thumb strums against her clit while I fill her with two fingers. She’s practically sitting on me, rocking her sweet little ass against my cock.

It’s wet for her, dripping with my serpent’s lube. I use it to my advantage, stroking myself once to grab enough lube to tease between her round cheeks. My hand splays down her stomach and over her mound until my fingers hook into her pussy. At the same time, I apply pressure, circling her back hole with my other hand. She leans into it, trying to get more. I rub down her ass cheeks, cupping her pussy and dipping inside to tease her entrance before slapping her clit.

“All your holes are hungry, aren’t they, baby?”

She freezes, a little jolt that makes her pussy gush.

“That’s what I thought.” I groan. I’m so turned on I can’t see straight.

I sense her wolf’s intentions before he moves and decide to add to our little game. I let another shadow band loose, swirling around her eyes like a blindfold.Randi whines at the addition.

“Trust me? I promise to only bring you more pleasure.”

“Yes,” she says, though the word is hesitant.

I suck on my bond mark, whispering words of assurance until she melts for me.

“Thank you for your trust, baby.” It’s a victory I feel soul deep.

Gunnar kneels, waiting patiently as he looks up at her, his long tongue hanging out of his mouth. I chuckle at the fact that he shifted. He’s thinking about how much she loves that long tongue and how much he likes to be a good boy. My hunch about him was correct. He’s sweet and submissive.

It only takes a stern look to keep him in place. I make him wait a little longer, going back to teasing her with my fingers. This time I pay more attention to her ass, working her open until she’s soft and taking one finger to the knuckle, then twoand three. She rocks her hips, goes to her toes, then sinks down, desperate for me to push her over the edge. I don’t ramp up the pace, keeping it torturously slow.

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