Page 49 of Marked Dragon

Pursing his lips, he closed the distance between us and slid his hands around my waist. He connected,Actually, I’ve got an idea I think we and our dragons will approve of. He unzipped my dress and tugged it, so it fell to the laminate floor, leaving me in nothing but my white strapless bra and black panties.

His gorgeous blue eyes glowed, and his pupils slitted as he ogled me. My breath caught, and my body flamed with desire.

Even covered in blood, you’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever known.He growled as he unhooked my bra and tossed it aside. His fingers slid underneath the line of my panties and pushed them to the floor.Pure perfection.

Sliding the curtain to the side, he nodded toward the tub.You should get clean.

I nodded, my body humming. I damn near tumbled into the tub, and he laughed, deep and sexy. “Don’t get hurt. I need you in top form.”

My body blazed hotter than ever as he shut the curtain.

I stepped underneath the hot water, enjoying the way it splashed over me. Pink water puddled around my feet as the blood rinsed off.

Thorn moved around outside the curtain as I scrubbed my fingers through my hair and down my face, removing the dried blood that tried to stay behind.

The curtain opened again, and Thorn stepped into the tub.

Need bloomed heavily within me as I ogled him from head to toe. Every inch of him was more chiseled, muscular, and huge than I remembered, perfection compared to the statues of gods that people had sculpted so many centuries ago.

He leaned toward me and moved to my right, snatching the shampoo bottle from the side of the tub. I huffed in frustration, and he smiled.

“Turn around,” he murmured, and I didn’t hesitate.

The warm water hit my front as he worked up a lather in my hair. His fingers dug into my scalp as the berry smell of the shampoo swirled around us. My stomach clenched with need, even as he relaxed me.

His hand touched my waist, turning me around. I leaned back into the spray, rinsing the shampoo from my hair and body.

Leaning over again, he squirted conditioner in one hand and took a bar of soap in the other. When I turned around, he worked the conditioner into the ends of my hair while his other hand rubbed the bar of soap over my body.

After a minute, he used both hands to clean my body and placed the soap back on its shelf. I turned to rinse off, but he shook his head and connected,I’m not done yet.

His left hand cupped my breast, rubbing suds across my nipple, while the other one slipped between my legs. Unable to stand, I leaned against the back wall of the tub, allowing the water to wash over my body, but he didn’t relent. His thumb rolled over my nipple as his fingers circled within my folds. Tension built, and my breathing turned erratic. As ecstasy coursed through me, I moaned, and Thorn kissed me, swallowing the noise.

After my body stopped quivering, I pushed him off and smiled wickedly. I arched a brow. “My turn.”

Just like he’d taken care of me, I washed his hair, and my fingers grazed the mark that haunted him at the base of his neck. I hadn’t gotten a chance to study it because of all the drama. It looked more like a tattoo than a birthmark, showing a detailed image of a dragon. I was lingering, my hand itching to trace the outline, when he stiffened and turned around to rinse the shampoo from his head. A twinge of discomfort swirled between us.

I didn’t want to make him feel awkward, so I moved on to do what I’d been looking forward to most—cleaning his body. I followed every curve of muscle and slid my hand downward to find him hard.

His body shuddered as I stroked him, trying to make him feel like he’d made me feel. His hips swiveled, increasing the rhythm, and he leaned toward me, capturing my lips.

Safety and happiness meant being with the one person who was made for you in a way that couldn’t be replicated.

He pulled away from my lips and kissed down my neck. When he reached the base, he nipped like he had the night we’d claimed one another. He grabbed my hand, removing it from his body.

I moaned, wanting to keep going, but he lifted me, placing my back against the wall as he slid inside me. Our dragons roared as he slowly slid in and out, and I wrapped my arms around his body.

I wanted to pleasure you, like you did me,I connected, but I was already matching his pace, spreading my legs to feel him deeper.

Oh, you will. Don’t worry.He snarled as he nipped at my throat and quickened the tempo.This is the only way I want my ending—with me deep inside you.

His words urged my dragon on, and I dug my fingers into his back, needing to mark him in the way he was marking me. He groaned as his fingers dug deeper into my skin.

Our love for each other mixed with our growing euphoria. Releasing his hold, he took my hands and pinned them against the wall as he kissed me again.

We orgasmed at the same time, our pleasure blending. I wasn’t sure how long our bodies thrummed from the high, but when we finally came down, the water was cooling.

Guiding me back under the stream, he rinsed us off. A loud knock sounded on the bedroom door.

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