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She laid her head back on Bram’s chest. “I’m too tired to match wits. How about we thank Mel and Tristan, send them on their way, and take a nap?” Bram’s chest tensed under her cheek. Looking up, she saw his pupils flashing between slit and circles. “What’s wrong with your dragon?”
His pupils remained round as he replied, “Remember the secret my dragon had been keeping from me? Well, you’re my true mate, Evie Marshall, and I’m not sure how much longer my inner beast can control the frenzy.”
She blinked. “True mate? How is that even possible?”
Bram’s eyes flashed more frequently. “Tristan, I know you can hear us. Explain it to Melanie and leave.” He looked down at her, his pupils flashing even more quickly. “Please, Evie. If I can claim you once, I might be able to stave off my beast long enough to explain it all.”
His voice was gravelly, almost as if the man and dragon halves were talking at the same time. Bram sounded like he was in pain.
Whatever exhaustion she had before melted away as adrenaline pumped through her veins. Her mate needed her and Evie wanted to take care of him.
She framed his face with her hands, the feel of his warm skin giving her some energy. “Then take me to your room and fuck me, Bram.”
He growled and raised his voice. “Tristan, show yourself out.” Then Bram took hold of her elbow, and guided her to a room not far from where Murray was sleeping. No doubt, her dragonman could scent their son and didn’t want to be too far away in case something happened. The thoughtfulness warmed her heart.
As soon as they entered the spare bedroom, she forgot about Murray as Bram tore off her pajama top and bottoms until she was naked. He then pushed her onto her back on the bed, shucked his clothes, and covered her body with his. The feeling of his warm, chiseled body and hard cock pressing against her stomach made her pussy pulse. She was already wet and ready for him.
Bram’s slitted pupils stared at her as his hand caressed between her legs. One brush of his finger against her clit made her cry out. He growled and thrust two fingers inside her. “My mate. I need to fuck you until you carry my young.”
If it weren’t for Bram thrusting his fingers long and slow inside her, she might question that statement. Then he brushedagainst her clit with his thumb, and she decided not to argue. She opened her legs wide. If there was a child, so be it. She would love him or her. “Then take me. I’m waiting for you.”
With a growl, Bram removed his fingers and thrust his cock into her. While it had only been a few days, his size made her moan and dig her nails into his back. The act triggered something primal and her dragonman squeezed her breast as he moved his hips.
As he increased his pace, he leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth. He bit her hard and Evie cried out at the mix of pleasure and pain. Then he swirled his tongue over the tender bite before sucking her deeply. Moving a hand to his hair, she pressed him against her breast, urging him to do it again. When he bit her a second time, lights danced in front of her eyes before an orgasm exploded inside her.
When Bram released her nipple with a pop, she cried out in protest. The sound then prompted her dragonman to pull out of her completely.
Blinking in confusion, Evie demanded, “Why did you stop?”
Glancing at her dragonman, she watched his flashing pupils again. In a gravelly voice, Bram said, “I need to taste you first. Then I’ll allow you to come again.”
She frowned “Allow me to come? Bram…”
His warm, rough hands rubbing over her breasts, her stomach, and then her plump thighs stopped her in mid-sentence. As he continued to caress her skin, she almost forgave him for pulling out.
She parted her legs when he pushed and Bram stared at her pussy. He whispered, “Mine,” before leaning down and licking her slit with his warm, wide tongue.
Evie clutched the sheets as he continued to flick and lick her sensitive flesh, careful never to touch her clit. With each passing second, her frustration grew until he finally swirled her clit withlong, hard strokes. She drew in a breath and clenched the sheets tighter. When he nibbled, she moaned and whispered, “Oh, god, yes.”
He growled and the vibrations went straight to her clit. Another few swirls and nibbles and another orgasm took her as she cried out Bram’s name.
She’d barely stopped spasming when Bram moved away from her pussy, flipped her over, and raised her arse in the air. He thrust into her from behind and she moaned at the fullness. “You’re going to kill me with sex, aren’t you?”
“Not kill. Make you carry my young.”
His words shot straight between her legs. Yes, when the clan wasn’t in danger, she rather liked his dragon’s primitive nature.
He slapped her arse and moved. Between two orgasms and a dragonman’s giant cock moving inside her, she forgot about everything but the man behind her and the way he made her body come alive.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Three weeks later
Evie snuggled into Bram’s chest and sighed. Half-awake, she nestled up against her dragonman feeling warm and content, especially since her morning sickness had yet to rear its ugly head.
Placing her hand on her stomach, Evie smiled. The DNA compatibility test she’d had as a teenager only seemed to hold true for any dragonman who wasn’t her true mate. As Bram’s dragon had said, true mates would always be compatible. It had only taken five days of mind-blowing frenzied sex interspersed with eating and taking care of Murray before Bram had scented her pregnancy. She would keep the joy on his face in her memory until the day she died.
Murray squirmed in his bassinet to the side of their bed and Evie waited to see if her little man would wake. Once Bram’s frenzy had stopped, they had decided to keep the little one in their room for a few weeks. Dragon-shifters often relied on scent for comfort, Bram had told her, and Murray being near his newparents and branding their scent into his memories would help with the transition.
