Page 25 of His Dragon Princess

Chapter 8.

VERONICA.

My first kiss ever had been while I was on holidays with my nannying family. It had been awkward and horrible, in lots of ways. My second had been over Christmas when I’d met a boy and thought he was lovely. Again, I’d felt like a fish on dry land. Totally out of my depth.

My third kiss was happening now, with Iain. And it was nothing like either of the others. His lips were beautiful, somehow soft and strong at the same time. His smell was amazing. I inhaled deeply, wanting to fill my senses with his scent that rose around us.

When I opened my mouth to get closer and he swept his tongue between my lips, he didn’t suffocate me. He tasted me, teased me, and made me want to reciprocate. And I did. I grabbed his head and hauled him closer, thrusting my tongue into his mouth and moaning as his delicious flavor shot through me.

This was right. This was how it was meant to feel. How it was meant to be.

I moaned again, and Iain stilled for a moment, freezing, as though he was about to pull away.

No. He wasn’t doing that. He wasn’t leaving me. He wasn’t pulling away again.

Never again.

I pressed closer, fitting my body’s soft curves against his hardness, my nipples tightening beneath the cloak where I was still naked. His hold around me tightened like a serpent, constricting until I could barely breathe, but I was damned if I’d ask him to let go.

When I broke off our kiss to gasp, his hold loosened a touch, and he ducked his head and kissed my neck, sucking on the skin lightly while moving his hands down to my ass.

He grabbed me and hauled me against his hard body. My knees gave out and I threw my head back, allowing him to hold me up as I explored his arms and back with my fingers.

My cloak was uncomfortable. The thick fabric was making me hot and creating a barrier between us that I didn’t want.

I reached for the buttons at the throat, undid them and pushed the material from my shoulders, allowing it to drop.

Iain caught the cloak and held it to my partially clad body. Both of us were breathing hard. When he lifted his head, his gaze met mine, and his dragon shifter was right there at the surface. His irises were molten silver, making him look wild and sexy as hell.

“Are you sure?” Iain bit out. “Because I’m aware you’re naked apart from this scrap of material, and I’m not sure I can hold myself back any longer.”

“Thank God for that!” I bit out, stepping out of the circle of his arms and shoving the cloak off my body to let it drop to the floor and pool at my feet. “You’ve pushed me away long enough!”

He sucked in a breath, staring at my naked form, the blaze in his eyes becoming almost incandescent. I stood still, pushing any insecurity or desire to cover up down into the recesses of my mind. I was a dragon shifter, and a princess. I would not be embarrassed. I would not feel shame for the body I’d been given, even if this was the first time I’d let a man lay eyes on me in this way.

And that look in his eyes...

My desire ramped up ten-fold. Iain hurriedly began to undress, pulling his sweater over his head, then unbuttoning his shirt with fingers that I was pleased to note were shaking a little. Had I done that to him? I hoped so.

“I didn’t mean to keep pushing you away,” he rasped out.

I put my hands on my hips and glared at him, passion fueling my anger and vice versa, knowing that in this state I probably lost some of the heated effect of my words. But I wasn’t getting dressed again. “Yes, you did. And you need to stop. Unless you want me to fly off to the human realm again?”

His growl rolled through the room and echoed off the walls as he threw his shirt to the carpet. “No. I’ve waited long enough. We’ve waited long enough.”

I nodded at his pants. “Those too. I want to see you. All of you.”

Iain’s jaw dropped, no doubt at my imperious tone, then he grinned. “You would be the only virgin who demanded to inspect her mate first.”

I uncrossed my arms and pointed at his pants. “Now.”

This was the part that was embarrassing, and nerve wracking. My mother had said that sex with my mate would be natural, but I’d always thought that mating sounded like a seriously horrible and strange thing to do.

I’m about to find out if Mom was right.

Iain pushed his trousers to the floor then stood straight and tall, his cock bouncing up to attention. His very large and ready-looking cock.

I swallowed hard. Was he too... big... for my body? “Okay.”

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