Page 733 of Love Bites

He held a packet in two fingers. “Dragons are immune to most human diseases. We can’t carry any STDs. I can’t get a woman pregnant unless we’re mated. Do you want this?”

He was talking too much. His low voice made no sense in her ears, and she craved his touch and his skin. She fumbled with his belt and fly, her fingers almost numb and definitely not the part of her that needed to be filled. “No condom. Please. Now.Please.”

Math shoved his trousers around his hips and held himself, bracing his other hand on her hip.

Damn.

Math was around six-six, and unsurprisingly, he had an enormous—dragon.

He fit himself inside her, pressing slowly, while Bethany clung to him and pressed her cheek against his cool shoulder.

Under her arm, she could feel his heart beating behind his ribs.

His small growls feathered her ear and washed down her back.

Finally, after the ache of stretching and fullness, his hips nestled into her body, and he held her in his arms.

She wanted him to move. Sheneededhim to move in her. “Math,” she whispered. “Please.Please.”

He pulsed his hips into her at first, slowly, rhythmically, letting her get used to him moving, too. Every press of his body drove a whimper from her throat, first from the fullness, then from the desire for more,harder.

His body moved sinuously, athletically, between her legs and against her stomach.

She scooted to the edge of the counter. Math wrapped his arms around her more tightly, one arm lifting under her as he pressed more deeply inside her body.

Bethany vined around him, her limbs squeezing his hard flesh as he surged inside her. Her desire formore,alwaysmore,matched his urgent thrusts, and her body spiraled as he bucked against her, both driving each other toward release.

Math grabbed her ass, picked her up with his powerful arms locked around her, and slammed her against the wall.

Bethany’s skull bounced off the plaster, and she clutched him as she fell onto him and he drove up into her, grinding her against the wall, both of them sweating and heated and moving hard together.

When he leaned back, Bethany peeked at him through her eyelashes. A line had formed between his eyes, and he was breathing through parted lips.

With every breath, fire leaked from Math’s mouth and then withdrew between his lips.

At last, the crushing tension contracted to a hard knot and blasted apart, taking her mind and consciousness with it. Her scream scrubbed her throat raw.

Math thrust into her, his body beyond control as he held her in his arms and plunged into her. Bethany’s back scraped the wall, and the throbs of his release slammed through her again.

Math shuddered in her arms, his breath hot on her shoulder.

He held her until their bodies slipped apart, and then he lay down on the living room carpet with her lying on his chest.

He was still breathing hard, and the fire slowly left his golden eyes as he stared at the ceiling.

Bethany lay limply on his chest, panting. His heart raced under her ear.

After a moment, his arms wrapped around her again, and his abdominals turned to hard ridges as he curled up to kiss the top of her head. “That was amazing,” he said, his voice hoarse.“You’reamazing.”

“Yeah,” she said, still stunned by the intensity of it.“Amazing.”

Every damn word they whispered about dragon shifters was absolutely true.

Bethany worried she might never be able to think straight again.

Or walk normally.

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