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A feral grin spread across his lips as he pulled it over her head, leaving her completely nude as he threw it to the floor. Her nipples hardened from the rush of air. In the next moment, he pressed tightly against her and captured her mouth. The kiss he gave her was so hot she lost all sense or reason. As he continued his assault on her senses, he lifted her arms above her head and curled her fingers around a protruding hook that used to have a jacket hanging from it moments before. She had no idea where it went now.
He pulled back a few inches from her. “Since you are still covered by the vow, you can’t touch me, but I can touch you anywhere I want. Correct?”
Rayna gripped the hook like a lifeline, suddenly more turned on than she’d ever been as she stood naked and helpless before him. He watched her carefully. While the lone shifter was supremely dominant, he was insisting on her full consent. That turned her on so much she could feel herself getting wetter by the moment. She had no doubt he could smell what he was doing to her.
“Yes. You get to do whatever you want to me,” she said, breathlessly.
Galadon grabbed her hip with one hand and cupped her face with the other. “Good, slayer. Because I’m about to do things to you that I’ve imagined for months, hating myself for it, and yet nothing will stop me now. Damn the consequences. You’re mine. By the time I’m finished with you, there will be no question about you staying right here where I can get my hands on you whenever I want.”
Rayna’s breath hitched. She couldn’t deny that every word he spoke made her ache and yearn for him even more. Unlike their first time together, he had just declared that he wanted her long-term. This wasn’t going to be another isolated event. Nothing in his voice or features indicated anything other than a desire to make her his forever, and despite herself, she couldn’t resist him.
“Please,” she breathed.
He lifted his brow. “Please, what? Touch you?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
He let go of her face to caress her breast, smiling at her moan. Then he pinched her nipple just hard enough to send sensations of pleasure and pain running through her. This wasn’t like being hurt by the Kandoran. She trusted Galadon and enjoyed the sliver of discomfort he caused.
“Mmmm,” she moaned.
“So responsive.” His breath was hot on her skin when he spoke next, “Remember, no matter what happens, you keep your hands to yourself. Understand?”
Galadon moved his hand from her hip and slipped it between her legs. Rayna spread them wider to make it easier for him. He rubbed his fingers through her slick warmth back and forth. “Do you understand?”
It was so hard to speak with him touching her like that. “Yes.”
He kissed her lips once more as she held onto the hook, helpless to desire and unwilling to fight the feelings running through her. This was better than she dared imagine. He wanted her without reservation, and the way he looked at herhinted at deeper emotions. Somehow, he’d changed. Though she’d thought she could hold out against him longer, she’d been wrong. He knew exactly how to play her mind and body now that he wasn’t fighting his feelings for her anymore.
Galadon trailed kisses along her neck, stopping to nip her skin occasionally. All she could do was arch into him. His hands continued to work between her legs, rubbing her clit and building her higher and higher. She cried out when his mouth covered one of her nipples and sucked hard, then he moved on to the other, doing the same to it. Rayna whimpered when he stopped, but then he moved down further, worshiping each ragged scar, new and old.
It touched something deep within her that he put so much tenderness into his touches. It lasted only a couple of minutes before he grabbed her legs and set her knees over his shoulders, leaving her most vulnerable place open to his mouth. Galadon gripped her hips and set her at an angle that allowed his tongue to do the naughtiest things she’d ever felt, delving deep inside her and then swirling over her clit. This man—dragon—knew exactly what he wanted and could assault her senses just as precisely as he would take on an enemy. Of course, technically, she was supposed to be his enemy, but she’d already surrendered.
The way his mouth burrowed into her depths had her trembling in ecstasy as he sucked, nipped, and licked. Rayna held out as long as she could, wanting to enjoy every moment of pleasure, but the sight of his tongue and mouth between her legs, while he kneaded her ass was too much. Their entwined magic had begun swirling around them like a dance upon their skin, heightening everything she felt. As he sucked hard on her clit, it concentrated there, igniting a spark within her.
“Galadon,” she screamed as she came so hard, she barely kept a grip on the hook.
He milked her for all she was worth until she was left shaking.
In the blink of an eye, he had her down on a rug that hadn’t been there until recently. Galadon placed her on her hands and knees, vulnerable in another way now, as he knelt behind her.
“Here is how far my denial of you went,” he said, running his hands over her back and then down and around to her breasts as he pressed closer. “I bought this rug months ago when I hadn’t seen you for a while because I pictured you on it, naked just like this, waiting for me to fuck you so hard you wouldn’t be able to get up afterward. Then I stored it in one of the other tunnels, only bringing it out yesterday.”
Rayna glanced back at him and his raging hard cock that she knew would fill her so fully it would almost be too much. He’d missed and wanted her more than he’d cared to admit. She was so ready to feel him inside her again and didn’t want to wait another minute.
“Just fuck me already, Galadon.”
He didn’t hesitate and pushed deep inside her until their bodies were locked. Then he fisted her hair and pulled her head up so her back arched, slowly pulling in and out of her. “Like this?”
Rayna had never been more turned on by his brute force. “Yes, but you better give it to me hard, dragon.”
“Not a problem, slayer.” He gripped her hip with his other hand, holding her in place, and set a punishing pace. He pounded into her so forcefully it took her breath away.
Friction grew between them, and magic danced in swirling colors. She didn’t know how or why, but it only added to the pleasure. Every inch of her skin came alive at his nearness. When he exploded into her, filling her with his hot seed, she screamed with her own orgasm.
Galadon pulled her up until her back pressed against his chest, with him partially still inside her. He ran tiny, sweet kisses along her neck while his arms held her tightly. It was sweet and yet another sign of his possessiveness of her.
“I could do this every day with you and never get tired of it,” he said, voice gruff.
