Page 31 of Chase Me

Jakob reached one hand between their bodies and slid his fingers into her slick folds. With each thrust into her he stroked his fingers across her plump clit.

She gasped and arched her back, seeking more from him. He longed to whisper all the dirty things he wanted to do toher body, but there was no fucking way his mouth and teeth were moving from her throat.

He bit down harder, not yet enough to break the skin, but so she would know he was never letting her go. His cock begged for release, his mouth watered, and his mind barked for him to finish it, to claim her for his own.

Not. Yet.

“Please, please. Harder. Ahh, harder.”

The perfect woman for him. Fucking perfect.

Jakob bit down, pistoned his hips, and pinched her clit until her body bucked beneath him.

Her body gave him the final signal he needed, a flutter of her pussy, on the verge of complete bliss. He sunk his teeth into her tender flesh, the dragon part of him marking her so everyone would know she was his. His soul tethered to hers, his life given for hers, two made one.

Ciara cried out, the bite pushing her over the edge, the orgasm slamming into her, taking him with her. Jakob poured himself into her, letting the ecstasy of being with her finally take over. His hips jerked and his jaw locked onto her.

Ciara's fists opened and closed, still held fast in Jakob's grip. Her pussy clenched around his cock, drawing out both of their orgasms. Stars burst behind his eyelids like lightning in a thunderstorm, electrifying his body.

This down and dirty sex with Ciara was so completely beyond anything he'd ever experienced with any other woman. His past trysts didn’t even compare.

While his mind continued to whirl, his body relaxed, and he found his breath again. He finally released her flesh from his mouth, seeing for the first time the damage he had wrought. From her neck to her shoulder, a dark bruise was already forming.

The wound had to hurt, but he couldn't help but be a little proud of his handiwork, or rather mouthiwork. Teethiwork.

He gently licked the wound and blew a soft puff of healing dragon's breath over the mark he’d made on her. The green mist settled and sank into her skin. The dragon's breath swirled and eddied, instead of relieving the bruises, they concentrated into dark green lines.

Ciara shuddered and her eyes flew open, wiping away the sloppy satisfied smile she had on her face. “What in the world are you doing to me? This must be what they call a whole-body orgasm.” Her eyes drifted shut again and she tipped her head to the side exposing her neck and shoulder. The dark lines were forming a shape, but he couldn't quite tell what it was yet.

Her voice was not shocked or scared as he expected, but a low husky sex-laden sound. She moaned again, and the walls of her pussy rhythmically clenched around him again. If his cock thought it was going soft after their joining, it was wrong.

He was as fascinated with her reaction as he was with the magic happening on her skin. He’d done this to her, and she was his to take care of. “Shush, shush. That's it, my sexy, lush witch. Ride that wave of pleasure.”

Jakob blew another stream of dragon's breath and enjoyed the first glance of the image before his eyes. The image of an emerald green dragon.

A warmth spread across his body, like being wrapped in a blanket of soft moss. He’d known she was his, and now anyone who looked at her would know too.

Ciara took his command literally and pushed her hips forward, re-seating Jakob's cock fully inside of her. Her feet dug into his ass, holding him exactly where she wanted him.Her body slid over his again and again driving them both up towards another climax. “Please, Jakob. Please.”

Her need pushed at his hunger to have her again. “That's right. Ride my cock, baby.”

She slid her eyes open and bit her lip. She ground against him. “It's not enough. Please make me come. Again. Now.”

Fucking hell, hearing her try to boss him around was so hot he nearly came inside of her right then. She was a strong, confident, curvy woman, and there was nothing sexier than that.

“You'll do what I say and come when I tell you to, because we both like it when you do.” He punctuated his words by pinching her clit again. “You're not in charge here, witch.”

She reacted exactly as he hoped she would, hissing in a breath and batting her eyes at him. She wanted to submit, but this gorgeous thing had never found anyone powerful enough to give into.

He would be that man for her. He would be the only man for her.

He released her arms. “Put your hands on my shoulders. Don't let go.” She paused the gyration of her hips and stared at him, a flash of rebellion in her eyes. “Do it, Ciara, or you will be left unsatisfied.”

She raised an eyebrow, but he caught the sparkle that put in her eye. She did as she was told and gripped his shoulders, digging her fingers and nails into him. Good girl.

With his arms now free, he grabbed her under the knees, forcing her legs into the air.

“Oh, holy yoga,” she groaned.

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