Page 55 of The Dragon's Captured Heart
My mouth dried up. The intensity of his desire poured off him like an avalanche, cascading over me, crossing wires, and generating a surge of answering want. A want that I’d been denying.
But I couldn’t hold it back any longer. Not there in his room under his gaze. At his touch.
The gap between us had evaporated. Cal was there, his fingers on my cheek and across my shoulder. Teasing me with the heat and power they contained.
But I didn’t want teases. I didn’t want grazes and bits and pieces. I wanted it all.
And so did he.
Theglanifell to the floor, forgotten between us as Cal picked me up and placed me on the dresser, our faces at equal heights.
“I want you,” I whispered, grabbing the back of his head.
“Ineedyou,” he growled with a possessiveness he’d never shown before.
“Then take me,” I moaned, his mouth finding my neck, flame burning up my veins, lighting my nerves on fire as he touched me.
His hands explored my body, my skin, discovering me in new ways as he stripped my clothing from my body. I arched back as his lips closed around my nipples, electricity shooting through me until my toes tingled.
“Cal,” I moaned.
As we kissed, I saw stars, and blood rushed out of my head and to other parts of my body in a torrid hurricane. He grabbedmy breasts, clutched my ribs, and ran his fingers down my back. Our lips met and parted. Our bodies hard and firm against one another.
My pussy screamed with the need to be filled, and his cock brushed against me with every movement, straining against his clothes, seeking my welcoming hole.
The world blinked, and I was on my back, lifting my hips so he could strip my clothing from me, exposing me to his eyes.
A tongue burned between my legs as Cal kissed up my inner thighs and found my clit, which only increased the throbbing. I moaned and thrashed against the covers, my legs held wide by his hands while he pleasured me. Every whisper of touch sent new shivers through me, racing faster and faster as they circled between my legs, the pressure growing as the maelstrom reached a crescendo, condensing into a tiny ball of energy.
“Oh. Fuck,” I whispered, our eyes meeting ever so briefly before it exploded out of me.
My scream of pleasure must have been heard from one end of the palace to the other as I came harder than ever before. Cal slid his hands up my waist, lifting until only my shoulders were on the bed, his eyes staring down at me over my mound, not blinking. Never shifting.
He was locked onme. Watching every twist, every spasm as my orgasm pummeled my brain into nothing but mush with wave after wave of golden warmth so strong I couldn’t help but smile. Cal pleasured me until the last moment. My muscles went limp, and I sank back into the bed, breathing heavy and hard, seeking to recover.
Cal was still there, between my legs, but he only watched as my lungs rose and fell, my breasts moving slightly with every heave.
I sighed as that first clear lungful hit me, signaling I was back in charge.
Then his tongue moved anew
“No, Cal, I—”
A finger slid into my soaking wet hole, killing any further protests.
Again, he licked me, timing the strokes of his tongue with the pressure of his finger. I had no chance at all. I was his plaything.
But I washis.
I came again quickly. As I sank into the bed, Cal rose from between my legs with a wicked grin on his face.
“Stop looking so smug, and fuck me already,” I ordered, feeling spicy.
He tilted his head back and laughed, the muscles of his stomach clenching.
When had he taken off his shirt?
My eyes drifted farther downward as he stepped out of his pants, locking on to his thick, hard cock as he rubbed it between my legs, soaking the tip in my juices until it glistened. I was tempted to try to put it in my mouth, but Cal didn’t give me the chance.
