Page 15 of Her Two Dragons

It seemed like his mouth was everywhere at once, or like he’d grown an extra tongue as soon as he kissed her core for the first time. One of his hands gripped her hip, holding onto her roughly, while the other reached up and wrapped around her breast again, groping and tugging, like it was a handle to help position her and keep her pressed back into his face.

As if there was any chance she was going to try to get away. He ate her out like a man starved. Like he’d never get enough.

When his tongue shifted up, twirling around the tight ring of her ass, her eyes flew open and she gasped, arching her back more to press against him, even as her brain tried to buck against the idea. She’d never thought about letting a man anywhere near there, and she’d only ever thought about it as somewhere sexy when she was reading romance novels.

As he pulled away and his tongue went back to her pussy, though, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to have a man back there. Her mind drifted to Khalid, to the idea of having Darius’s mouth on her pussy as Khalid’s tongue worked over her ass.

Darius groaned, kissing her inner thigh as he murmured, “You just got so much fucking wetter. Do you like that?”

She blushed, knowing there was no way he could possibly know that she’d been fantasizing about another man, sharing a bed with not just him, but Khal too. “I’ve never…no one’s ever played with my ass before.”

Darius leaned back on his heels, pulling his hands away from her hip and breasts. A moment later, two, maybe even three of his fingers filled her pussy, while his other hand stroked over her ass.

His fingers circled the tight ring a few times, using her own arousal, her own need, to make everything wet, and then he pressed one finger inside.

The groan that escaped her lips surprised her, but not nearly as much as she was surprised at the jolt of need that rushed to her core.

Darius kept touching her, kept fingering her from behind, as his tongue settled on her core again, adding to the fire threatening to rip through her whole body.

With the scrape of his teeth, he growled against her clit, “Let go, Michelle.”

She closed her eyes tight as she pressed back against him. The orgasm ripped through her like a tsunami, and she bit down on her lip hard to keep from screaming out her release.

Darius gripped her hips, holding her up as her knees trembled and her whole body quaked from her climax. He slowly pulled her up into a standing position, pressing his hard body against her back. “Good Gods, Michelle, you taste incredible when you come.”

She panted, leaning against him, trusting him more than she’d trusted anyone else to support her, to keep her from falling. “I didn’t think it could be like that.”

Chuckling, he scooped her off her feet and crawled onto her cot, cuddling her against his chest as he kissed her neck. “That’s just the beginning.”

Michelle rolled over so that she was facing him, pressed against him almost completely in the cramped space of the narrow cot. “You think we’re going to do that again, huh?”

“I think we’re going to do a hell of a lot more than that.” His fingers brushed along her side, making her shiver despite the heat of the day. “Next time, I’ll make sure to have plenty of condoms at the ready.”

Laughing, she shook her head at him. “I can’t decide if you’re cocky, or just confident.” Biting her lip, her face sobered some. “I’m not ready to choose between you and Khalid.”

“I’m not asking you to.” He carefully sat up and then climbed off the cot, letting her shift fully onto the tiny bed alone. “But I’m also not going to stop kissing you.”

Michelle watched as he pulled his shirt back on, tugging it down as low as it would go to hide the bulge in his pants. She stretched, intent on getting dressed and following him back out to the dig site, but he just leaned down and kissed her. “Stay here. Rest. Elevate your foot. I promise, if I find any sign of the Obsidian Moon, you’ll be the first to know.”

With a wink, he left her alone, still aching for more.

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