Page 87 of Dragon's Honor

With a groan, he broke their kiss, leaning back to kneel between her spread thighs and take in the sight of his mate. She was gorgeous, perfect, and he wanted to remember this moment forever. Her dark hair splayed across the light comforter and pillows, the way her chest rose and fell with each shallow breath.

“Ash…” She reached for him, sitting up some.

But she dropped back down when he let out a little growl. “You’re incredible, Finley.”

He reached down and popped the button on her pants, taking his time to work them over her hips, down her legs, and drop them on the floor. She wore nothing but her bra and panties, and with just a slight amount of shifting, he used his claws to shred the sides of her underwear and pop the bit of fabric between the cups, letting her ample breasts free.

Her eyes widened at the heady groan that escaped his lips.

Quickly, he shucked off his pants and boxer briefs, needing to be inside her. Needing to feel her warm, wet cunt around his shaft.

But as he leaned down to kiss her, she pressed both palms to his pecs, shoving just enough to roll him off her.

In a breath, she was straddling him, looking down at him as she took his cock in her hand and settled his head at her opening.

Ash swallowed hard as he watched her sink down onto him, watched as inch after inch of his length disappeared inside her hot, wet core.

Finley moaned and bit her lip as she took the last of him inside her, his whole dick sheathed in her cunt like she was made just for him.

As she started to ride him, he wished he had more hands to touch her everywhere. He wanted to hold her hips, to grab her ass, to grope and toy with her breasts. With a groan, he leaned up and sucked one nipple into his mouth, his hands touching as much as he could, never settling anywhere for long.

Thrusting up into her, he matched the slow, rough pace she set. Fire burned in his belly at the feel of her, the need to claim her growing stronger again.

His dragon wanted nothing more than for them to make their mark, to leave a bite, to claim what the fates had gifted them with. And Ash was having a hard time seeing reason against it. Not with her curvy, luscious body taking what she needed from him.

When Finley threw her head back and cried out, her cunt clenching down tight around his shaft, he was done for.

He followed her over, filling her deep as he let go.

18

Who Protects Who?

Finley slipped from Ash’s bed while he slept. Everything that had happened between her and Ash was too heavy. He was a prince who was meant to be king. Who was she? A human photographer who liked her single life.

Now her sister was in a coma in the dungeon of a bar on the beach of Miami. How did this happen? Why didn’t they just burn up?

She looked down at the bracelet of tourmaline decorating her wrist. She took a deep breath and walked over to Ash. She wanted him to be safe. The last thing he needed to worry about what taking care of her and her sister.

He had too much on his plate. She could feel the conflict in him. He couldn’t be split focused, it would only serve to distract him.

She gently put her the tourmaline in his hand. She admired how it glowed like it did every time they touched. She cupped her hand on the outside of his and gripped the bracelet and she pulled her arm out.

She hadn’t expected it to work, but the tourmaline dropped to the bed.

Finley wasn’t sure if the Dragon Fire would still burn her alive, but Ash needed to be protected from Grey and Tristian. And if the heartstones helped protect them, then he needed to have his. If she’d been a dragon, she would’ve had her own. Dragons needed their heartstones.

Ash shifted on the bed and Finley quickly grabbed her stuff and headed out the front door. The cab she called was waiting for her. She climbed in the back and headed for Sea Glass.

It was late by the time she arrived. She wasn’t even sure if she would find anyone manning the door so she could get in. She was prepared to sleep outside if she had to.

She was surprised to find the door open. She cautiously stepped inside happy to see it wasn’t packed full of dragons again. Just Gavin sitting at the table with Pru.

Pru saw her first. “Finley?”

“Uh, hi. Is it all right that I’m here?”

Gavin took in her appearance and then chuckled a little. “Ash is going to be pissed off when he wakes up and finds you gone.”

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