Page 14 of Her Fierce Dragon
Never had she experienced anything like this before. She turned herself over to the sexual energy that was building inside her. She’d have to expel the energy or she could pass out from being overloaded.
Her nipples pushed against her thin shirt, moisture seeping out of her core. Her skin tingled everywhere from the energy running beneath it.
A growl resonated deep within Feno. She knew he could detect when she was aroused, and at the moment, she was.
“Feno,” she gasped.
Her body trembled from need. His hand slowly ran up her abdomen and cupped her aching breast.
“What is it?” He nipped her ear, her body jerking.
“I need you.” She slid her hand up and gripped his head. She turned her lips to his and met them in a desperate kiss.
His hand glided down and disappeared beneath her skirt. She cried out; he teased her by running his finger along her panty-clad center. Her hips thrust toward his hand on their own, needing to find release.
Fast and hard to expel the energy. If it wasn’t such a desperate situation, she would laugh at herself. She had never wanted to reach an orgasm so badly before.
“Soon, my little witch,” he murmured.
He pulled her panties away from her body with such force, the thin material ripped away, freeing her. He nipped the skin at the crook of her neck, his fingers finally spreading her labia to expose her clit.
She cried out at the first swipe of his fingers along her sensitive nub. She spread her legs wide to give him full access.
“Feno,” she groaned.
She closed her eyes to give herself over to the sensations that were building up inside her. His fingers dipped farther inside her soaked core.
“You’re mine, Willow. This is mine,” he growled and thrust his long finger inside.
“Yes!” She gripped his hair and rode his fingers. She could feel the aura around them brighten and deepen. With her eyes closed, she could feel the crown of her head warm. Her energy was rising.
She was so close.
His thick finger pulled out of her and drew the slick moisture to her clitoris. He focused on her little bundle of nerves. Her body drew tense, and she reached her peak of ecstasy.
She cried out, her body trembling through her release. She held on to Feno tight. The energy flowed through her entire body and was expelled from her through the crown of her head. She slumped against him with a higher state of consciousness of the world around them and floated through her euphoric state.
Feno growled and turned her toward him, and she gasped. He quickly unbuckled his pants. The power around them buzzed, and they practically glowed. A faint glow of white, darkening to a deep purple.
Freeing his cock from his jeans, Willow rose and impaled herself onto him, both of them crying out. The connection between them locked in place.
Her grandmother was right.
He was for her.
He would be able to handle all of her needs.
She held on to his face, their eyes connected, and he guided her along on his length.
“You’re the other half of my soul,” she cried out and rode him. She didn’t want to keep it from him. She had said so many wrong things before her grandmother had disappeared, and she didn’t want to make the same mistake with Feno. She wanted to lay her cards on the table and not play around with him.
“You’re my mate,” he growled through clenched teeth, increasing the pace.
Her heart jumped at the announcement. She slammed her mouth onto his and rode the second wave of her orgasm. Her muscles tightened, gripping his cock tight. She threw her head back and screamed. Feno roared along with her and shot his release deep inside her. The energy from their coupling exploded around them, the ground shaking.
Her arms shook, and she tried to squeeze him close to her. She rested her forehead against his, tried to catch her breath.
“Mate with me?” Feno asked, pushing the hair that had escaped from her bun away from her face.
