He laughed, the joyful, musical sound widening her smile.
They had a connection, she and her dragon. Her trust and confidence in him had come fast yet naturally.
His tongue slid across her clit, giving her another one of those jolts. Prickles of pleasure sizzled through her abdomen. Anticipation and impatience had her tilting her lower body upward and silently demanding more.
His chuckle told her he knew what she was doing, but he gave her what she craved. More touches. More pressure. More of those delightful sensations. Her hands went to his hair. She twisted and tugged the locks, urging him on.
Leo’s caresses were halfway between soft and hard, the perfect touch to have her soaring high and fast. A moan escaped her and another when he pushed a finger inside of her. He licked and sucked and focused on the silent hints she offered him.Clever dragon.
“Leo,” she said, his name a mere gasp. “Please. Please.More.”
He withdrew his finger then pressed into her a second time, equally slow and sensual. The drag of his digit against her inner walls ignited a burn that pushed all the right buttons. This time, her moan was loud and throaty, and when he sucked on her clit, the excitement burst.She shattered under his ministrations, intense pulses tightening and releasing around his finger.
A long moment later, he pulled away and rose up her body to kiss her.
She tasted herself on his lips, along with his deeper male flavor.
“Give me more,” she ordered in a throaty tone. “But this time, do it with your cock.”
Leo laughed. “I’d like that.”
“Now,” Gwenyth said.
He kissed her once more, this time slow and with tongue. Her breath caught at the exquisitepace of the kiss, the tenderness that assailed her. This dragon. Why hadn’t she met him earlier in her life?
Another memory? She released the thought to concentrate on her husband.
Leo guided his cock to her entrance and pushed home with a stroke that left her gasping. It wasn’t shock. It was more the rightness of the fit and the inner knowledge she’d found her one.
Leo released a growl of his own. He rested his forehead against hers for long seconds before withdrawing to the tip and pushed back into her.
“Magical,” he whispered, resting again while fully embedded. “You feel hot and tight and perfect around my cock.”
“Yes,” she agreed. “But believe me, I’m certain it will be even better once you are moving and hitting all the right spots. That’s when the magic will change into spectacular. I adore spectacular.”
“Me too,” he said, and he pulled back again before thrusting into her.
Gwenyth kissed his neck and found the perfect place to suck. Marking him felt right to her. A badge of their love.
Leo set up an invade and retreat, the drag of his shaft lighting her up again.
“Leo,” she cried, gripping his shoulders and this time giving the soft skin of his neck a nip.
He seemed to enjoy that because he issued a tortured groan.
“More,” he urged.
So she bit him again while his thrusts grew faster and erratic. His breathing turned ragged, his scent enticing. She opened eyes she hadn’t realized she’d closed and spotted the ecstasy on his dragon’s expression, the way his tattoo seemed relaxed and yet tense. Gwenyth stretched a fraction so she could reach where his dragon reposed, and she pressed her lips to the spot she could touch.A harsh groan escaped Leo, and it felt as if his cock pulsed inside her. Gwenyth kissed him again before wrapping her arm around her husband and giving in to the pleasure that shone like a beacon.
Leo plunged into her one last time, and stilled, his breathing hoarse. He sought her mouth, and the heat of his lips was blistering. It seared her lips and down her throat until she wondered if she’d implode. Then the heat changed to comforting and the faint tension in her released.
Another mini-series of spasms pulsed through her sex before trailing away to leave contentment and satisfaction.
“Gwenyth,” Leo murmured.
“Leo,” she replied. Instinct told her what had happened between them was magical and unique. Something special that she wanted to repeat again and again. Her hand went to Leo’s dragon tattoo, and she patted the dragon’s head. The tattoo moved into her touch and a hum slipped from Leo.
Gwenyth grinned. Leo’s dragon was plain cute.
