“Draven,” she breathed, her fingers tangling in his hair as he settled between her legs.
He didn’t need further encouragement. His tongue flicked over her sensitive clit, and she let out a moan that went straight to his cock. He worked her slowly and deliberately, savoring every sound she made and every shiver that rocked her body. His fingers joined in, slipping inside her, curling just right to send her spiraling over the edge. She came with a loud cry, her body trembling beneath him, and he drank her in.
But he wasn’t done. Not even close.
“Lila, get on your hands and knees,” he growled, his voice thick with desire.
She glanced at him, a playful smile tugging at her lips, but she obeyed, shifting onto her hands and knees on the bed. The sight of her like that—her back arched and her ass perfectly framed—was almost enough to bring him to his knees. He positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he guided his hard cock to her entrance.
“Ready for me?” he asked, his voice a low rumble.
“Always,” she whispered, her voice breathless with anticipation.
He pushed into her slowly, savoring the way she stretched around him, and the way her warm, tight heat enveloped him. She let out a moan, her head dropping forward.
“You feel so good,” he murmured, his hands tightening on her hips as he began to move.
His thrusts were slow and deliberate, each one drawing a gasp or moan from her. He loved the sounds she made, the way her body responded to his, and the way she pushed back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke. Her ass looked incredible as he gripped her hips, the heat of her skin against his palms driving him wild.
“Faster,” she begged, her voice strained with need. “Harder. I can take it.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. His thrusts deepened, his pace quickened, and she cried out, her hands gripping the sheets as she pushed back against him. The sound of their bodies coming together filled the room, a primal rhythm that matched the beat of his heart. He could feel her pleasure through their mate bond, each wave of sensation heightening his own. She was close—he could feel it—and he wasn’t far behind.
Within minutes, her orgasm hit her like a powerful tidal wave, her body shaking as she screamed out her pleasure. The sight of her undone, the way her inner muscles clenched around him, sent him over the edge. He came with a loud groan, his release spilling deep inside her, his hips jerking with the force of it.
As they collapsed onto the bed, both breathless and sated, he felt a strange, tingling energy emanating from her belly. His dragon stirred, sensing something new and alive. He pulled her close, his hand resting on her stomach as a surge of protectiveness washed over him.
“Lila,” he murmured, his voice filled with awe. “I think we just created our first heir.”
She turned to him, her eyes wide with surprise and then soft with wonder. “Draven,” she whispered, her hand covering his. “Are you sure?”
He nodded, a smile spreading across his face. “Yes, our family’s just beginning.”
She nestled into his arms, her head resting on his chest, and he held her tightly. In that moment, everything felt perfect.
Their kingdom was safe, their bond was unbreakable, and their future was brighter than the twin moons.
LILA
The castle’s grand ballroom sparkled under the warm afternoon light bursting through the tall crystalline windows. Pink and blue streamers cascaded from the obsidian chandeliers like watercolor ribbons, while balloons in soft pastels bobbed against the vaulted ceiling. Tables draped in ivory silk displayed an array of delicate confections—all waiting for the moment of revelation.
Lila pressed her hand to her rounded belly as she surveyed the scene from the doorway. Six months pregnant and glowing with that ethereal radiance only expectant mothers possessed, she felt a flutter of movement beneath her palm. Their little one was as restless as Draven’s dragon, constantly kicking and turning inside her.
How did I get here?
The thought struck her with wonder as it had countless times over the past months. Six months ago, she’d stepped through Gerri’s portal as Dr. Lila Reyes, trauma psychologist from Earth, hired to treat a troubled dragon king. Now she stood as Queen Lila of the Southern Dragon Dominion, mate to the most powerful and handsome dragon shifter on Nova Aurora, carrying his heir.
The transformation still left her breathless sometimes.
She’d balanced her royal duties with establishing her own psychological practice here on Nova Aurora—Draven had insisted, recognizing her gift for healing wounded souls.
“Our kingdom needs your compassion,” he’d said with that commanding tone that she couldn’t resist. “And so does every other territory that hears of the Queen of Fire’s healing touch.”
Her Earth clients remained part of her life through remote sessions, bridging two worlds in ways she’d never imagined. The irony wasn’t lost on her—she’d come here to heal Draven’s fractured mind, only to discover her own soul had been incomplete until she found her place beside him.
“Your Majesty.” Nyra appeared at her elbow, balancing a tray of cupcakes decorated with tiny dragons. “The guests are getting restless. Gerri’s already asking when you’re going to ‘reveal the goods,’ as she so eloquently put it.”
Lila laughed, the sound bright with happiness. “Of course she is. Let me grab these desserts and we’ll get this party started properly.”
