Page 129 of The Dragon's Mate

“I need you. Now,” she moaned.

She reached for his dick, growling at himwhen he pulled away. He kissed the palm of her hand. “Just a minute, honey.”

He rolled the condom onto his dick, thenpushed her lightly onto her back. She shook her head immediately, sitting upwhen he kneeled between her thighs. “No, Bren. I can’t – my face, that is… Ishouldn’t be facing you so close. Just in case.”

“I’m not worried.” He continued to kneelbetween her thighs, his hand stroking lightly between her breasts. “You won’thurt me, Kaida.”

“I might,” she whispered.

“You won’t,” he said. “Lie back.”

She chewed at her bottom lip. Her favouriteposition was being on top, she loved looking down and watching her partner’sface as she rode him, but it didn’t mean she never wanted to switch things up.But with Bren… if she lost control of her flame and couldn’t move away in time…

She shuddered all over, staring mutely atBren as he stroked her still-glowing chest. “You won’t hurt me,” he repeated.“I want to be on top, honey. Let me.”

She turned her head and blew out a shortburst of flame toward the open window before taking a deep breath and lyingback on the bed. Bren smiled at her and her feelings of trepidationdisappeared when he bent his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth. He teasedboth nipples, cupping and kneading her breasts until her nipples were hard, herchest was glowing again, and liquid was dripping down her inner thighs.

“Bren, please!” She didn’t often beg, buthe was rubbing the head of his cock up and down her pussy, teasing her clit, pausingat her entrance but not slipping in.

He propped himself up on his hands aboveher. “Look at me, honey.”

She stared up at him, her hands clinging tohis waist, her thighs pressing against his hips, as he slowly entered her. Herloud purrs filled the room as he slid into her, filling her to an uncomfortablefullness as her walls stretched around his thick length.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he muttered.

“Please,” she moaned again.

Bren dropped a kiss against her mouth. Herchest was glowing, and she could feel the heat rising in her, but she kept it atbay as Bren drove in and out of her with slow and deep thrusts. He moved in asteady rhythm, refusing to speed up even when she urged him on with soft criesand her fingernails down his back.

“Please!” she cried out. She needed more,she needed it to be harder and faster.

“Soon,” he said before dipping his head andsucking on her nipple. It had to be too warm, she could feel the heat risingfrom her body, but it didn’t seem to bother him. He teased her nipple with histongue as he continued to drive in and out with that same slow and maddeningpace that made her want to scream and beg for more.

“My mate, please,” she moaned.

He stopped and stared down at her. Sheneeded to take back what she said, but when Bren said hoarsely, “Again”, shedidn’t hesitate.

“My mate, please fuck me. Give me what Ineed.”

He touched her face before fucking her hardand deep. She wrapped her thighs around his waist and raked her nails down hisback as he drove in and out. The slap of their bodies was drowned by the soundof her purring as her mate thrust into her repeatedly.

The heat was growing in her chest, thedesire to release the flame before she burned almost impossible to hold in.

Keep our mate safe.

She swallowed down the smoke, ignored theflame. She wouldn’t –couldn’t– hurt her mate.

“My mate!” she cried. “Please!”

When his hand slipped between their bodesand skated across her clit, she couldn’t hold back her orgasm. It washed overher, the heated pleasure sparking the flame inside of her into a fierce firethat threatened to consume her.

She sucked in a breath, the air hot and drybetween her and her mate, the fire in her lungs fighting to be free. She watchedBren as his own pleasure washed over him. He closed his eyes, pumping his hipsas he came deep within her.

The trust her mate showed, his belief thatshe would never hurt him, extinguished the flame in her chest. She releasedher breath, a small plume of smoke drifting from between her lips to rise lazilyto the ceiling.

Bren collapsed against her and kissed her throatbefore rolling off of her with a groan. He stared dazedly at the ceiling, smallbeads of sweat sliding down his torso.

“Oh my God,” he muttered.

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