Page 26 of A Dragon's Miracle (Fires of Fate)
Feeling his weight on top of me almost made me forget everything I'd endured during my time with Jin. Being with Finn was a completely different experience--from the way he smelled faintly like cinnamon, to the way his fingers skated over my skin and raised goosebumps in their wake.
No, he could never hurt me.
I ran my fingers into his hair and held on tight as I felt something hot and hard slide against my inner thigh. More proof that Finn wanted me just as much as I wanted him. I was already fully hard as well, and beginning to feel more than a little hot as Finn trailed kisses down my neck.
“I've wanted to do this for so long,” he whispered.
I chuckled softly because I'd felt the same way, and I still couldn't believe this was happening. But then our groins touched in just the right way and that delicious feeling of friction made my breath hitch.
Yeah, this was definitely happening.
“You got lube and condoms?” Finn asked, rocking his hips and sounding about as breathless as I felt.
“There's lube in the drawer and... we don't need condoms.” Dragons were immune to STDs and couldn't carry them, and as for the risk of pregnancy, well, I was infertile, so that wasn't a problem. Jin had never used condoms with me, and I didn't see why Finn shouldn't enjoy the same privilege. I didn't want there to be anything between us.
“You sure?” Finn asked. In the dark, I could hardly make out his expression, but his voice sounded skeptical. “I mean, you're not trying to get pregnant, are you? Because I'm not sure--“
“No, don't worry.” I shut him up with a kiss. “I'm not going to get pregnant. I know my body. Trust me.” Putting my hands on his upper body, I found his nipples and rubbed them to distract him from the condom question.
He made a low noise in the back of his throat and kissed my collarbone. “Okay,” he said then. “I trust you.”
Of course you do. You always do.
I almost felt a little bad for that, but there was no room for negative feelings in my head when Finn got the lube out of the drawer, coated his hand with it, and then wrapped his fingers around my cock. He moved his hand slowly up and down and I closed my eyes and did my best not to come then and there, just because it was him. Instinctively, I spread my legs. He took the hint and moved his hand a bit lower, to tease the sensitive skin just behind my balls.
“You like that?”
“Yeah.”
“Good.” I heard the smile in his voice as he pressed his index finger against my opening and rubbed. Immediately, shivers raced down my spine. “How about that?”
I gave him a low moan and spread my legs a little wider, feeling need burn through my veins. I wanted this dragon. In me. Wanted to be as close as possible.
When his finger finally pushed inside, I let out a needy little sound that I should have been ashamed of but wasn't. I'd dreamed of this for far too long to bother with feelings of shame now. After all the times I'd had to endure sex with someone I didn't really want anywhere near me, I deserved my moments of bliss. The room was dark. Theoretically, it could have been anyone's hands on me, butknowingthat it was Finn's made all the difference.
Because he was gentle and careful andattentiveas he prepared me, repeating every action that got him an appreciative noise from me.
Because I loved him. As my best friend and well beyond that. I'd fought that feeling for a long time, trying not to let mylittle crushget out of hand, but I'd been losing that battle from the start. Handing the reins over to my heart now felt like being liberated from a prison cell.
Finn took his time preparing me, as I'd known he would. He wouldn't risk hurting me. Sometimes when he moved, he'd upset one of the sore spots I had where my previous lover hadn't been so careful, but he noticed when I tensed and immediately changed what he was doing.
“I'm ready,” I told him when I realized that nothing else would spur him into action and I couldn't possibly wait any longer to have him inside me. The anticipation was killing me already. My heart was beating at what felt like a hundred thousand miles an hour, my cock was hard and pulsing, and my ass just felt weirdlyemptyin a way that almost hurt, even with his fingers inside. They weren't enough.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I'm sure. Come on.”
“Okay.” Finn kissed me again, shortly, and I savored the taste of him on my lips as slowly, he guided his cock into me. I opened up as much as I could, taking him willingly. Dragons were usually big, and Finn was no exception, but that wasn't a problem. He'd stretched me enough, and I welcomed the slight burn that remained. It made the experience more real, made it easier for me tofeelFinn filling me.
His lips sought mine again when he was in as deep as he could go. I wrapped my arms around his back, dug my fingers into his skin and opened my mouth to him. He kissed me with a passion that left me breathless. It seemed I wasn't the only one enjoying this experience.
“You feel so amazing,” he murmured against my lips after a moment.
“Move,” was all I said in response. I bucked my hips, he groaned, and the sound only fueled my own desire.
Finn moved slowly at first, as if he was scared of hurting me in any way. It was sweet, of course, but in my current state, more than a little frustrating as well. I'd waited forever for this. I wanted to feel him. And I needed much more than he was giving me.
“I'm not going to break,” I whispered at him. “I promise.”
