Page 71 of Dragon's Honor

Tristian knew they were mates. He’d come to take her away from him, the same way he’d killed his own mate.

Finley broke the kiss. Panting, she looked at him. “What’s wrong?”

Ash squeezed his eyes shut. He couldn’t do this right now. He couldn’t have a mate. He’d already lost so much. If he lost himself in her now, he could lose so much more. He refused to let her get caught up in his mess.

“Hey, Ash,” she soothed, cupping his face. “What’s wrong? Do you not want to do this?”

The dragon inside of him wanted more than sex, he wanted to claim her, and make her his forever. He pushed against his skin demanding he take what was theirs.

Finley raised her hips like she was going to move off him, but he clamped his hands onto her and positioned her over his cock.

He couldn’t promise more than these few moments together, but he couldn’t deny either one of them.

His head pushed through her folds, and she tipped her hips until he was centered right against her. She placed her hands on his shoulders and then slowly took him inside. He watched as she impaled herself on his shaft. Fire coursed through his body watching his mate take him inch by inch. It took every ounce of his control not to thrust up inside her.

Finley’s soft moan as he filled her made him growl like a possessive caveman. She was all his. She panted once she was fully resting her luscious ass on his thighs with him completely seated inside of her.

“Holy Miami,” she murmured.

Her tight cunt clenched around his cock and he groaned.

She lifted her hips and then drove down on him in one rough thrust. She found her rhythm and Ash was in awe of her. She was so sexy riding him, moaning his name, and taking everything he could give her.

He cupped her breasts, rolled her nipples between his finger and thumb watching her skin pinken from her exertion. Her movements grew jerkier, faster, and rougher as she pushed them both toward their climaxes.

Ash’s teeth ached to bite her right on the juncture of her neck and shoulder, marking her as his forever. He bit down, clenching his teeth together, the muscle in his jaw twinging from the restraint.

Ash hooked his arms under her thighs and hoisted her up in one smooth motion, setting her on her back and driving forward burying himself deep inside of her again. He grabbed her wrists and locked her hands above her head as he claimed her body with his cock and mouth. He couldn’t claim her the way he wanted to but he planned on leaving his mark on her body so she would feel him buried inside her even when he wasn’t with her.

“Finley, I want to feel you come on my cock,” he demanded.

She just groaned and arched against him, her arms straining against his grip, and she wrapped her legs around his thrusting hips, her heel digging into his ass and pushing him harder into her.

His teeth scraped along her bouncing tits, sucking her nipple into his mouth and gently biting into it.

“Fuck!” Finley’s body rocked up and she gasped and curled around him as her pussy clamped down hard on his thrusting dick. He couldn’t stop thrusting, wanting to push her further into her orgasm as she writhed, bucked, whined, and whimpered.

Her eyes locked with his and he couldn’t hold back anymore. He thrust a few more times roughly into her, feeling the echoes of her climax around him before he buried himself deep and cried her name while holding her eyes. He wanted her to see everything he had was for her.

The moment thrummed between them as he emptied inside of her, riding the rest of their high together. And then he leaned down and claimed her lips, bruising her mouth with a punishing kiss.

How dare she come into his life at the wrong time.

Ash rearranged them on the cot again so they could catch their breath and enjoy the relaxation of their bodies while it lasted.

“We need to get back,” Ash said quietly.

“I figured.” She waited a couple of beats and then she stood up. She grabbed her trashed dress and pulled it on.

“You don’t need that.”

“Um, how do you suggest getting my naked ass back to Miami?”

He chuckled. “I have a house on the beach, remember?”

“I…do remember that.”

“Just trust me.”

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