“If you don’t like it, say so,” he said, meaning it and challenging her to prove him wrong. He had seen her bliss out when he had taken over in the library. Knew that she needed to feel safe enough to let someone else take charge and get her out of her brilliant mind.
Bridget wet her lips. “I like it. Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to spread these pretty thighs of yours and let me look at you,” Bas repeated.
Bridget swallowed hard and opened her legs wider for him. Bas’s dragon slid into the forefront of his mind, and he couldn’t hold in the growl when he looked at her glistening pussy. Just as fucking gorgeous as the rest of her.
“Bas...” Bridget whimpered. His hand on her thigh tightened, and he licked her in one slow swipe. Fucking hell, he was going to fill his jeans and didn’t care.
Bridget’s moans were the sweetest thing he had ever heard as he nipped and sucked. He was taking his time and wouldn’t be rushed. She tasted too good, and he wanted her to feel like her pleasure was important to him. Her hands were gripping his hair so tight, and it felt so good. He was never going to get enough of the taste of his mate. He slid a finger inside of her and fought not to swear. Gods, she was so tight and hot.
“Bas, I…” Bridget said, her body tensing.
“Stay with me, little hawk,” he replied and let her feel everything he did. How much he loved the musky, sweet taste of her, how she looked naked and spread out for him like a feast he would never tire of. He wanted her to know how obsessed he was with every little thing about her.
“Holy fucking shit, you need to warn a girl,” she gasped, her pussy clenching around his finger.
“Where would the fun in that be,” he teased softly before stroking her G-spot. She made a strangled little cry and covered her face with her hands. “I’m so embarrassed that you make me so noisy.”
“I love your noises. It lets me know I’m doing something right,” Bas said and sucked on her clit at the same time as he hit the little spot inside her again. Her hands flew from her face to grip his hair. She ground her pussy against his face and came with a wrecked shout of his name.
Fuck. Yes.
28
Bridget wasn’t sure that you could die from an intense orgasm, but she was sure that she just saw her life flash before her eyes. She was a sprawled-out wet mess and couldn’t move because her limbs wouldn’t work.
Bas kissed the inside of her trembling thighs, her knees, and down to her ankles before standing up. He didn’t take his big, glowing eyes off as he slid off his jeans.
Bridget may have whimpered again at the sight of his hard cock, but she was only human. Her languid body lit up at the sight of it, and she decided it had rested long enough.
“I want it in me,” she said, not caring how crazy or unsexy she sounded. She didn’t know how to seduce and was too horny to try and pretend she did.
Bas’s smile was a little wild around the edges, and it just made her hornier.
“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.
