Page 31 of Wild Fire

“Yes,” she said, “I do.”

She sank gracefully to her knees in front of him as he watched her, his breath losing its calm rhythm. So far, he had always been the instigator, always been the giver of pleasure; it was her turn. She was naked and on her knees in front of a man who might be considered a living god and Dani had never felt more right about anything in her whole life.

Gently, she wrapped her hand around his proud member, pumping it lightly and reveling in the sound of his groan. She wanted to make him moan and sigh the way he made her. She wanted to worship his body the way he did hers. She tickled her fingertips all along his dick before leaning forward and swiping her tongue across the tip.

“Don’t play with me, Dani.”

“Whyever not? You play with me all the time. And while I might play with your body, I will never toy with your feelings.” She needed him to know that sex didn’t always have to be so serious, but could be lighthearted and fun and still offer him the intimacy he seemed to crave.

His fingers sank into her hair, winding the wet, silky strands around his hand as he held her still and began to pump gently into her mouth. She smiled and hummed along his length. He might be willing to let her initiate, but it seemed her dragon craved control as much as closeness.

Dani sucked on the head of his cock, swirling her tongue all around it as it pulsed. With her head locked into place and her mouth providing him with some pleasure, her hands moved to the globes of his ass and squeezed. She fought him for the depth he could stroke her mouth, taking him deeper than he’d planned. She wanted to swallow him down and make him give up his seed inside the warmth of her mouth. She sucked hard and fought him for control so that she could pull almost all the way off him, her teeth grazing him lightly.

The next time she managed to draw back, he let himself come out of her mouth, pulling her up into his arms—his cock throbbing between their bodies as her entire system lit up like fireworks on the Fourth of July, wildly colored, exploding all around her.

“I won’t settle for being your companion or your partner. I want you to be my lover—the one person I can depend on to be my better half. I’ve never wanted that from anyone before. I’d given up all hope that you even existed much less that I’d ever find you.”

“I want that too. I don’t want to lose you. I just don’t think it has to be an either/or kind of situation. Kessily says things are changing, but I know there’s resistance to that and not just within the Phantom Fire itself. I want you in a way I didn’t even know I was capable of.”

“I love you, Dani. I think I’ve loved you from the moment I first opened my eyes and saw you standing there in that dank basement.”

“You love me?”

“Of course, I do,” he growled. “Why the hell do you think I’m fighting every primitive instinct I have that says just force the issue. I have forgotten more of my life than I remember. I am held out as the shining example of what a great warrior should be, sacrificing everything to serve the Phantom Fire and I am willing to give up my immortality, but don’t ask me to walk away from my duty, not when I know there’s trouble coming.”

“You really love me?” she asked him, knowing she sounded a bit feeble-minded.

He chuckled deeply. “Look at the evidence, Detective Morris. It’s the only logical conclusion you can come to. You are my mate, and you will take your vows to me. What our life looks like after that, I am willing to be reasonable, but I won’t settle for anything less than your surrender to me and my authority.”

“And if I say no?” she teased, beginning to believe that perhaps everything would be all right.

“I am well-trained in the arts of torture and persuasion. Trust me, you will say yes,” he said towering over her, his full, lush lips hovering above hers. His lips found her face and he trailed kisses all over it, kissing her mouth, her forehead, and each eye. He rubbed his cheek along each of hers before kissing them.

He kissed his way along her jaw and down her throat until his tongue swirled around each nipple before sucking it into his mouth and nipping it gently, making heat flare out from the site and making her whole body flush with pleasure as her pussy softened and ripened for him. The hot water beat along her back, but she barely registered it as he spread liquid fire all over her breasts and nipples.

Warrick kissed his way back up her body, capturing her mouth with his as he lifted her up, sliding her back along the tile before stepping between her legs and lowering her onto his hard cock, impaling her as she gasped and wrapped her legs around his waist. He was a snug fit, filling her to capacity and then some. As he lifted her up and lowered her down, her nipples grazed his chest, and she moaned.

Grinding against her, his groin rubbed against her clit. Over and over, he thrust up hard, pulling her down as he did so before lifting her back up.

“Mine,” he growled—her dragon lover was a possessive sonofabitch.

Warrick slammed into her repeatedly—his cock hitting that perfect spot that no other man had been able to find before. Her pussy clamped down, spasming all along his cock as her orgasm swept over her—swamping her system with endorphins as pleasure raced like wild fire through her veins. She contracted her vaginal muscles, coaxing him to give up his cum. His head fell forward, burrowing into her neck as he thrust up a last time, his arms tightening around her as his heated seed flooded her womb.

“Can you not commit yourself to me?” he crooned in her ear.

“I can only tell you what’s in my head. I can commit my body and my spirit to you, but my heart is another matter, and I need more time.”

She could feel the flow of warmth between them shut down as effectively as if he’d turned the shower to cold.

“But what if time has caught us up, and there is no more time for you to straddle the fence. Search your feelings, Dani. Surrender to me. Become one with me in all ways.”

She could not give him the answer he wanted so fastened her lips to him, letting him feel what was within her heart. He clasped his hands under her ass and carried her out to the bed, where he spent the rest of the afternoon making good on his threat to torture her with pleasure.

Spent and sated, they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

CHAPTER 15

WARRICK

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