Page 22 of Not a Gift

“Fuck,” he groans.“I want this to last.”

“I don’t care if it lasts.You can fuck me again whenever you want.”

He speeds up, his cock spearing deeper into me than before.His thrusts become harsher and less measured, his hand wrapping in my hair and pulling my head back.

“You can bet your ass I will be fucking you whenever I want.I’m going to flood this cunt with my cum every day until you overflow.My seed will drip out of your pretty pussy with every step you take, Princess.”

His dirty words only ramp up my arousal.My walls flutter with my impending orgasm.His other hand moves between us, finding my hard clit and rubbing furiously.

“I want to feel you come on my cock,” he groans, biting down on one of my nipples.“I need to feel your pussy milking me dry.”

I go off like a firecracker in the night sky.My orgasm consumes me, stealing my breath and my vision, leaving me a gasping mess.

“Lyrik.”His groan is the only thing I hear as his cock kicks inside my channel, and I feel his cum paint me from the inside.And then his teeth sink into my shoulder and a second orgasm consumes me.

Chapter Fourteen

Snowed In

Malichai

The storm continues to rage outside as Lyrik lies sprawled across my chest in the darkness, sleeping peacefully.I can’t believe I finally got the girl I’ve always dreamed of, and it’s better than I ever imagined.For the first time since I can remember, my dragon is also peaceful.There is no roaming around in my mind, roaring, snorting, or trying to force his way through.He is content.

But Lyrik and I didn’t discuss what this meant.Things were said in the heat of the moment, but I know that doesn’t mean she’ll let me keep her.I did mark her, claim her, and she is mine, but I can’t imagine forcing her to do something she doesn’t want.

I don’t know where we will go from here, and quite frankly, I don’t care, as long as I have her by my side.We could stay in the Capitol or move somewhere else, as long as we are together.Fuck the family.I don’t care what it costs to have the woman I have always wanted.

“What are you thinking about?”Her soft voice filters into my thoughts.“I can hear your brain working over the howling wind.”She presses a kiss to the skin above my heart.

“The future.”I smile.

“And what does that look like?”She sounds nervous.

“Right now?Fucking you on every available surface in this cabin while hoping the storm lasts another week,” I say, trying to lighten the mood.A chuckle escapes me at her gasp of mock outrage.

“I could probably live with that,” she sasses, and I swat her delectable ass beneath the blanket.

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