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.
Bridget was shaking, but she took a breath. She didn’t know how much of this she could handle.
You can take it. You were made for me,he whispered like dark silk in her mind.Everything about you is made for me. Perfect, perfect Bridget.
Bas lowered himself on her, and she sank the rest of the way into the bed. He had her hips lifted just enough to be able to keep moving in her, so slow, so deep. It was more intimate than she had ever felt, not rushed or desperate.Claiming me.
Yes, love, claiming you. Bas brushed the hair away from her neck and kissed his way over it and her shoulder.
Bridget whimpered as he hit something inside of her that nothing and no one had ever touched before, and her body locked up and released in another orgasm that she couldn’t hold in.
Fuck, how much more could she take? Bas kissed over her shoulder again, and she was still coming when he sank his teeth into her. Bridget cried out, and Bas’s cock jerked inside of her as he filled her. She caught the backlash of his orgasm in her mind.
“Bas...I can’t...” she sobbed.
He leaned in to kiss her and then paused. He groaned and slipped out of her.
“Bas? What’s wrong?” she asked. He growled out an inhuman sound and moved back from her. “Bas!”
“Bridget... Something is... Oh gods, it’s coming out of me,” he said. She turned to help him, but his eyes were glowing, and his hands had come up to his face. Claws sprang free from his fingers.
“Oh god. Oh god. I’ll... I’ll get help,” she said.
Bas sobbed and clawed at his chest, his skin tearing under his claws.
