Page 27 of Taken By the Dragon Prince (Dragon Lords 4)

The urge to pull her against him as he thrust into her was maddening, but he would make sure she was primed first.

Raked with lust, he slipped his hand between her legs and found her plump little clitoris, pleased at how slick she already was.For me!

Her flush deepened while she squirmed against his finger. “Oh!” she gasped, eyes widening in surprise. He chuckled, circling her wetness until she was panting. When he had her quivering with need, he wedged one finger in, shocked by her tightness.

Yet she moaned as if the sensation was divine. When he slipped a second finger in, pumping them in and out, she cried. “Unh! Oh, please.”

“Please what,” he muttered in a dark chuckle.

“Please don’t stop. I just”—as he drove his fingers back in, he used his thumb to massage her swollen clit— “Ahh!” She went wild, her hips rocking as though on instinct, riding his hand. He could tell she was about to come and watched as she fell apart before him. He could feel her chamber convulsing in preparation. He wanted that sensation around his cock.Soon.Orgasm hitting her, her head thrashed on the pillow. “Oh goddess!” she screamed, the sight more wondrous than he could have imagined.

Mindless, he released her and bent between her legs.

Still dazed, her head came up to watch him. “What are you—”

Before she could finish, he lowered to tease her with his tongue. Her entire body jolted, and she let out a long moan. He let out a groan of his own. Delectable.

He had intended to ease her into this, tease her with light strokes, make her mad with lust, but the first taste of her sent his mind reeling and he covered her with his mouth, sucking hard on her clitoris.

“Oh, Goddess!” Her thighs strained against his ears, hips bucking wantonly.

Succumbing to his desires, he pinned her hips down as he laved her over and over, snarling into her flesh.

As she screamed in wild abandon, her fingers threaded through his hair, nails digging into his scalp. Eventually her body went limp, and she tried to push him away, “No more. I can’t . . . ”

But he hadn’t had enough, ruthlessly exploring her sensitive folds until she began to quiver again, her body on the verge once more.

When she announced yet another orgasm with a pleasured scream, his cock swelled to a painful degree, the sensitive tip aching. He could wait no longer.

He lifted his head to gaze up at her. “I’m going to take you now,” he grated, barely recognizing his own voice. Are you ready, beautiful?

She blinked up at him as though coming out of a daze. “Yes,” she panted.

He stood to undress, shrugging out of his shirt, his movements jerky and rushed. When he undid the belt of his trousers, she licked her lips, a torment for his swollen shaft. One day he’d show her how to please him with those glistening lips, but not today.

He dropped his pants, his erection springing free.

Her eyes widened at the sight, and she swallowed nervously. He knew she was a virgin, but was his the first male body she’d ever seen?

“We can’t possibly fit together,” she exclaimed.

Oh. That was her worry. He grinned, attempting to put her at ease. “I might be inclined to take that as a compliment if you’d seen the male form before.”

She met his gaze. “I’ve seen the male form plenty.” At his confusion, she elaborated, “Some of our ceremonies are clothing optional, held under the light of both full moons. We feast and dance and some steal off into the woods to conjure sex magic.”

Ah, the orgies he’d heard of. “Why did you never partake in that particular activity?” Not that he was complaining. He was only curious.

She shook her head. “I couldn’t imagine being with someone in that way.”

“And yet you’re here with me.”

She nodded.

Pure masculine pride bloomed in his chest.She has saved herself for me alone.

As if in confirmation, she added, “I wanted you to be my first.”

As if she intended to sleep with him and then explore others later. He lurched forward to loom over her. “Your first, your fifth, even your fiftieth. They all belong to me. I’ll be the one to touch you when you need, and if you want to dance naked under the moon, I’ll be right there with you . . . waiting to spirit you into the forest.”

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