Page 17 of Wild for the Wyvern

“I want you inside me. I want everything that you and the wyvern need from me. No holding back. My body yearns for it all.” Using my shoulders for leverage, she rubs up and down.

Rushing into the house, I practically crash the door down, forcing it to slam open and then kicking it closed before heading to the bedroom. I lay her on the bed. “There are things I need to explain first.”

She strips off her shirt and blushes. “I looked up knotting. I mean all the references are fictional or about animals, but I think I get the idea.”

Gripping her heel, I pull her sneaker off and then the other. “Then you know the basics, though I’m told there’s a lot of pleasure in wyvern knotting.”

Unbuttoning her jeans, she pushes them down her hips. “You’ve never knotted with anyone?”

It’s not easy to look at her naked body and keep the beast in me under control. “No, sweetheart. Knotting only happens between mates.”

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I love the idea that this one thing will be just for us, even if the idea of knotting seems foreign and like science fiction. Still, I’m already wet and needy for him. My breasts ache for his touch, and I yearn to have him inside me. “And you’re sure I’m your mate?”

Leaning over me, he holds his weight on his hands. “I’ve known from the first scent that you were mine. Don’t you feel the connection?”

I cup his cheek, needing some contact, and get a little frustrated that he’s keeping himself on his straining arms. “I have missed you. The longer I was away, the more my mind was unsettled and my body yearned for your touch.”

A low growl rumbles in his throat and he lowers his head to the crook of my neck, breathing me in. “Yes. It was devastating to think I would never see you again.”

Aching with need, I wrap my legs around his hips and pull him down to me. “I need you, but there was something you said.” Maybe I heard wrong. “Are you going to bite me?” It sounds crazy and painful. Also, I want that bite. I’m losing my mind.

Another growl and he licks a path from my collarbone to my ear. “If you let me, I will mark you as mine.”

A desperate squeak escapes me as he licks the shell of my ear. I’m burning from the inside out. “I want everything, Drayce. I need it all.” I tighten my grip on his hips and rub my dripping pussy along his thick cock.

On a deep moan, he pulls out of my embrace and kisses a path down my chest before sucking my nipple.

I cry his name and fight to catch my breath. “Where will you bite me?”

He lets me pop from his lips and braces his weight on one arm, then caresses the curve from my shoulder to my neck with his thumb. “Here, sweetheart, but not yet.”

I’m about to complain that he’s taking too long. I need him, but then he kneels on the floor and drags me down the mattress until my thighs cradle his head and his mouth is buried in my sex.

Thoughts and worries fly from my head as I’m inundated with pure pleasure. His tongue slips deep inside me and touches places no human tongue could reach. My body tightens, and I lift my hips, reveling in him fucking me with his mouth while gripping my hips to keep me in place.

I wrap my legs around his back and rock forward with every thrust. “Drayce. Oh, god. I can’t hold off.”

His tongue slips out of me, and he sucks my clit hard, pushing me over the edge as pure pleasure explodes inside me. I scream and clutch him tighter while he gently licks and teases my pussy.

I scramble back on the bed and turn to my hands and knees. Lifting my ass high, I spread my knees and lower my chest to the mattress. “Please, Drayce.”

“You’re everything, mate.” His voice is lower and the growl of the monster is prominent. Kneeling behind me, he grips my hips. His cock notched at my entrance, he whispers my name and presses inside me with one slow, steady thrust.

Flames ignite inside me. “So good. I. You.” I rock forward and back and lift my ass higher to take more of his magnificent shaft. I tremble as waves of pleasure rock me.

Drayce slides out, then presses in, moaning and growling with sounds that are more animal than man. Every sound sends my pleasure higher. Every grunt is an aphrodisiac. He slips his hand around and presses his fingers between my folds teasing my clit and spiraling me into a second orgasm.

Screaming, I jerk forward and back as the pleasure cascades and swamps me. My body quivers around his thick cock. Sweat drips down the center of my back and my skin is so sensitive, even that adds to the erotic moment.

Perfectly still, Drayce asks, “Are you alright, sweetheart?”

I rock forward and back. “So good. I need all of you. I’m on fire, Drayce.”

As if it was the permission he needed, he rears back and slams into me again and again.

I meet each thrust, backing into him and reveling in the fullness and sensuality of our bodies perfectly connected.

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