Page 7 of The Dragon's Dream Mate (Savage Shifters Special Ops 3)

His tongue swirled with mine, dancing wildly. He rubbed the roof of my mouth and then stroked the top of my tongue with his own. Lucian nibbled the tip of my tongue and then sucked it. I couldn’t suppress the moan that built up deep inside of me and escaped.

Lucian seemed to know that I was aching for him and that I needed to feel him inside of me. I hadn’t been with any other man besides Lucian. My love for him had never died. All of those feelings - all of the memories - stormed into my brain and heart again.

He pressed the large knob of his cock against the heated, moist entrance of my pussy. Without pausing, he embedded his entire shaft deep inside of me. I groaned against the combined feelings of the pain of being suddenly stretched and the glorious feeling of having him inside of me again.

“Dang, woman, you are incredibly tight,” he whispered.

“You haven’t been around to fill me up,” I whispered back, feeling awkward and not really knowing what to say.

“You mean you haven’t been with anyone else all these years?” he asked incredulously.

“I never found anyone who could measure up to you,” I said. He could think what he wanted to about that statement.

He smiled as he kissed me again and began to slowly move inside of me, giving my body time to adjust to him. “Mmm, baby, you feel so good,” he said.

“Thanks, so do you,” I said, trying not to let him know how much this contact meant to me. He was my first love, and this was only my second time ever having sex. Both times were with him, and both times meant something amazing to me. But I didn’t want him to know.

He chuckled in my ear. Using one hand to cup my breast while rubbing his thumb over my nipple, he moved his hips in a slow circular fashion. With every movement, he rubbed my clit, sending flaming bolts of lightning through my body.

Lucian lowered his head to my other nipple. He lightly bathed it with his tongue. I pushed my chest up to him, letting him know I wanted more.

He continued to circle my nipple with his tongue, then flicked it, causing fireworks to set off in my brain. Cascades of brightly lit balls of fire fell around me until I was sure that the entire room was burning around us.

Finally, he sucked my nipple into his mouth, lightly nibbling it before soothing the aching with his tongue.

“Lucian. Oh heavens, you make me feel so good. This is more than I could have ever imagined.”

His huge, round shaft, pistoned in and out of my pussy, touching every bit of my silken walls.

He shifted just slightly, and the head of his cock rubbed against my g-spot. I could feel the ridge around the knob stroking it over and over again. A hot, electric, icy hot blaze exploded deep inside of me.

My fingers dug deep into his shoulders as he continued to stroke that sensitive spot.

I could barely breathe, and for a moment, the entire world went dark. I was sure that I had experienced what the French called ‘le petite mort’ or little death.

“Are you okay, beautiful one?” he asked me.

I could do little more than nod. Finally, I was able to breathe normally, and my heart quit thundering like a million racehorses pounding in the paddock.

Lucian slowly started moving inside of me again.

He traced my lips with his tongue, and then he nibbled my bottom lip. His lips brushed mine, the same as a slow spring breeze brushes along with the petals of a rose. The merest whisper of his lips touched mine.

I gasped at the intensity of the feelings coursing through my body, heart, and mind and from his kiss. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to be bathed in his wonderful loving attention.

At first, Lucian’s soft kiss was almost innocent, as he slowly increased the pressure on my lips. Then, his tongue entered between my lips, and our kiss deepened hungrily.

I could taste the coffee he had earlier, and smell the delicious cologne he always wore. The feel of his chest hair barely grazing my chest tantalized my breasts and nipples, making them beg for more of him.

Gradually, the tempo between us increased. I cried out as he lifted his head. Short pants escaped between his lips, letting me know that he was feeling the same intense emotions as I was.

I bit my bottom lip and then cried out as my entire body trembled from the intensity of my second orgasm and at the contradiction of millions of emotions and feelings exploding inside of me.

My hips thrust off the bed, meeting him as he began to pump into me harder and faster.

My fingers dug into his back as I cried out.

His cock began to throb, and with one intense thrust, he buried himself deep inside of me, sending an eruption of his seed into my womb.

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