Page 49 of Emerald Waves
As soon as Caro appeared, a reverse dive out of the water and into the air, my dragon sprung forth to join his. Snouts nuzzled together and I swear they were both purring.
We waited far too long, my love, to bring our dragons together.
Agreed. We need to set them free more often. Now, let’s get home. I believe some promises of the naked kind were made.
First one home tops the other!
Wait, did he just say what I think he did?
Chapter Fifteen
Caro
My dragon could have easily overtaken the furiously flapping dragon in front of me, but why?
After the challenge I’d tossed out before taking off, no way did I want to win.
First one home tops the other!
In the words of my brother Odem, fuck yeah! Bring it on my adorably inquisitive archivist and put all of that sexy-ass knowledge to good use. When I’d tossed the challenge out there it was more to get him motivated, but now that I thought about it, it’d been quite some time since I’d bottomed, and I was game for revisiting it.
Let’s see if he could put the theories into practice, with as much practice as he needed to make certain he’d mastered the skills he’d studied. It was an opportunity I’d never had presented to me, and I was damn sure going to enjoy my fill of being filled.
But only after I pinned that sexy tail to the ground and fucked him until the lawn was wrecked.
There was just something about watching him fly, tail swishing back and forth instead of trailing out behind him for balance. I knew he was doing that to generate more speed, especially with me hot on his scales and just close enough to stretch my neck out and…
Roarrrrr!
My dragon preened in my mind as my mate whipped his head around and snorted at me, resulting in him flying a bit crooked in the process.
You bit me on the ass!
Just a nibble.
Tell that to my poor ass!
I caught a tail to the cheek before he straightened back out and started flapping again. In my head, my dragon was rolling on its back, laughing at the cheeky response from my mate, almost giddy. Oh, yeah, we were feeling the effects of going from so deep within the seas to so high in the sky. It was rare that I went from one to the other without first taking the time to bask in the sand on one of my favorite remote little beaches, that the effects were hitting me a bit harder.
And I was going to enjoy every second of them.
The pitch came into view, and oh my goddess the way his ass looked when he was diving, giving me the perfect view beneath his tail and what he was packing. Lust coursed through me as I sped up, my dragon letting out a roar as he touched down, not out of anger, but sheer and utter lust.
I deliberately landed on top of him, a little rough, but not so much that it would hurt him. A poof of dust went up when I flattened him out in the short, warm grass, and I heard his dragon grunt, then Emerson’s gasp inside my head when he realized what it was I wanted.
How could he not with the evidence poking at his scaly backside?
Rubbing my head along his long, curved neck, I took the time to do what I’d longed to do the first time I coaxed his dragon out. Too bad we’d had an audience at the time, because damn it all, my archivist was one hot fucking dragon.
First you bite me then you pounce me?
Foreplay.
My mind was full of his giggles as I licked over the scales on his dragon’s shoulder and discovered that he shared the same ticklish spot as Emerson’s human form. I could feel his dragon’s laughter too, body quivering beneath mine, creating delicious friction each time his scales brushed against my cock and lower. With the way I was straddling him, it was easy to rub against him, nudging a little harder each time, until he got with the program and moved his tail aside.
I could feel his opening teasing the tip of my cock, slick precum weeping from the slit to make mating in this form easier.
Be lucky you don’t share my abilities or I’d have pinned you to the ocean floor and given the whole underwater kingdom one hell of a show.
