Page 52 of Dream Lost


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“Don’t worry, it wants to be in you, too,” he said with a soft huff of a laugh. “I’ve been thinking about claiming you since the second I saw you.”

“And that’s…good?”

Bas’s eyes glowed a little brighter. “Very good. It’s such a relief to have finally found you.”

He stroked his cock, and her mouth went dry. God, he was magnificent. All muscled intensity and wild eyes. The nerdy man he wore like a mask around others was nowhere to be seen.

This was the real Basset Greatdrakes that he only ever showed her. Bridget hadn’t wanted anything so much in her entire life like she wanted him. The intensity of it terrified her, and she still couldn’t walk away no matter how much she worried he would break her heart in a million pieces.

Bridget reached out for him, and he moved over her, kissing his way over her breasts, up her neck, and finally to her mouth.

“Tell me how you want it?” he asked, still tender and thoughtful of her.

“I don’t know,” she whispered. This wasn’t her usual sex experience. “Do your mind trick and figure it out for me?”

Bas laughed softly, his eyes glowing brighter. “We will find out together then,” he said and kissed her again.

Bridget’s eyes didn’t know what she wanted to look at more, and her hands didn’t know what she wanted to touch first. He was so gorgeous everywhere. She ran her fingers over the planes of his firm, hot skin, the soft crackle of this chest hair doing weird auditory things to her brain. She reached between them and gave his gorgeous cock a hard stroke before rubbing the soft head against her wet pussy.

Bas groaned and leaned back. “Fuck, I need to be in you. I can’t wait any longer.” He lifted her hips, and she guided his dick to her entrance.

Bridget grabbed onto the forearm that was by her head and hung on as her body curved and shifted.

With every gentle thrust, he moved deeper in her, so slow that she was squirming with need by the time he was fully seated inside her. She had never felt so full and tight and wet, and herbrain and body were overloading. Bas’s mind brushed against hers, and she let down her mental walls.

You with me, little hawk?he asked, in a voice that was deeper than his usual one. Bridget realized she was talking to his dragon side.

I’m with you. It just feels so much. So good.

I’ll always make it so good for you, precious one. Look how perfect we fit together.

Bridget looked down and admired how their bodies did line up, the sight of him so deep inside of her made her pussy clench.

That’s right. Feel me. Let me claim you. Trust that I will always be there to give you everything that you need.

“Please...Please move before I die,” she begged out loud because her pussy wanted more. She pulled him down to take his lips, her tongue and teeth demanding.

Fuck me, Bas. Give me everything.

Bas grinned, all feral intensity, and moved like she had begged. Bridget hung onto him as he did exactly what he had promised her. It didn’t feel like normal sex. She knew what he meant by claiming now. She was never going to survive Bas Greatdrakes.

Never going to leave you, Bridget. You’re mine. I don’t misuse my treasures. You want to know how good you feel? How much I want you?

Bridget sobbed out his name, and a wave of his desire, obsession, and pleasure moved through her. It mingled with hers, and her nails dug into his side. He was holding back on her, still so careful, when he just wanted to flip her and fuck her senseless.

“Oh, fuck, Bas, do it. I trust you. Do it. Don’t hold back,” Bridget said.

Bas snarled out a sound that was all dragon, pulled free of her, flipped her, and pulled her back onto his cock in one breathtaking move. Bridget hung on the bed, her ass going up to meet every hard pump.

“Gods, Bridget, I’m going to ruin this perfect cunt of yours,” he growled in her ear, and she almost came. Bas reached under her, squeezing her tits hard enough to edge on pain, and she loved it, loved all of it. Sex had never been this good. Nothing had ever been this good.

Bas’s hand moved down to squeeze her pussy. “It’s because you know that you’re mine, and I’m never going to let you go. This pussy knows it too. I’m going to treat it so good, you’re never going to want anything but me claiming it.”

“Fucking hell, your mouth, Bas,” Bridget panted.

“All yours. Like the rest of me,” he said and lightly circled her soaked clit. Her brain whited out, and she screamed his name as she came hard. She buried her face into his bed sheets and sobbed, unable to hold it in. What the fuck was happening to her? Bas ran a hand through her hair, his fingers tightening in it.

“Take a breath, love. We aren’t done yet,” he said and licked the back of her ear.