Page 41 of Fire Dragon
He joined her and stood in front of her. His hands were warm as he caressed her shoulders then glided his palms down her back and all the way to her bottom. She sighed with pleasure.
He dipped close to her ear. “You’re beautiful.”
His gaze then fell to her firm breasts, peaked in the cool air. He drifted his hands to her front and placed both on her chest, covering her breasts. His palms were wonderfully warm, fiery warm like his dragon. She didn’t look at her skin to see if her dragon responded. Instead, she watched him as he ran his hands up and down her chest and abdomen.
She realized she never thought she’d be this close to him again.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I don’t see anything.”
“It’s okay. It was a long shot but I’m not really feeling anything different either. Just the pleasure of your touch.”
His hands did another slow glide over her breasts and down her navel.
When he reached her thong, his fingers slid inside the elastic. Instead of pulling them off, however, he tugged upward which put a whole lot of pressure on her sex. It felt so good. “Oh, God. I forgot how well you know the female body.”
“I do.” He knelt in one easy movement so that his tongue laved her breasts and caused her to moan. Her sex tightened as he lowered to lick her navel. When he began a full descent and his tongue plied the silk fabric between her legs, she groaned heavily.
“Liam.”
She remembered all the ways he’d pleasured her the one night they’d been together. Over and over. She didn’t know how many orgasms she’d had, but she had relived them in detail many times afterward.
He was wicked with his tongue. And his fingers. And every other damn part of his body.
Liam.
She sighed with contentment.
She felt his thumbs grip the elastic once more, only this time, he slid the thong down until she was stepping out of it. The cool wood floor felt wonderful against her feet.
He stood up, then gathered her into his arms.
She was in the air before she realized he’d levitated. She chuckled, loving it all.
He flew her to the bed then flipped back the covers. He settled her on the sheet but didn’t join her. Instead, he ended up at the bottom of the bed, grabbed her ankles and pulled her toward him.
Her entire body shivered in anticipation.
He balanced one of her legs on one shoulder and then the other. What came next startled her. He breathed a hot stream of air over her lower lips, a gift of his dragon-ness. Hooray for fire dragons.
She laughed and cried out. It felt so good to be tended to in this way.
He licked her repeatedly, and every once in a while continued to blow that same stream of heat. At the same time, his fingers made a northerly march and he played with her breasts. She covered his hands with her own, closed her eyes and let it all happen. He licked and teased her with his tongue and blew the hot air until she trembled with pleasure.
In the back of her mind was her desire to see the dermal scales again. But for now, oh God, this would do.
Her hips began to rock, and he flicked her lower lips until she was crying out. He dipped lower. She knew what would come next and she waited, her sex clenching and begging for his tongue.
He stopped and looked at her. “Tell me what you want.” His eyes were now almost pure silver, heavy with passion and carried the look of his dragon. “Tell me what you want.”
“Your tongue plunging deep into my sex. Please.” Her hips jerked in response.
He smiled. “Look at me while I tongue-fuck you.”
Her gaze became transfixed on his eyes as he penetrated her. She’d been longing for this for months and now here he was, in a room, on a lake in vampire country, piercing her with his beautiful, long muscular dragon tongue.
He went faster then sent along a broad stream of exquisite heat. She grabbed for air then the orgasm hit her, causing her throat to open and a long cry to come out of her mouth. He sustained the pace until her hips settled down. But she knew this was only the beginning.
His mind slid into hers,Come for me again, Emma.
