Ours.
I thrust deeper. Harder. Her pussy is gripping my cock so tight I can barely move. The friction is intense. Mind-numbing.
I pick up speed until she’s clawing at me, hips thrusting up to meet mine, nails raking down my back.
“Yes! Fuck… Yes!” She comes with a cry that’s half-human, half-wolf. Her pussy muscles clench around my cock rhythmically. The sensation pushes me over the edge. I thrust deep one last time and come hard. Spilling inside her with a groan that rumbles through my chest.
We stay connected. Both breathing hard. Both coming down from intensity that was physical and emotional simultaneously.
After a moment, I carefully pull out. My cock slides free from her pussy. She makes a sound of protest at the loss.
“Not done,” I murmur against her mouth.
I kiss down her body again. She’s sensitive now. Her skin is flushed and damp. I can smell my essence mixing with hers. Primal satisfaction at that.
When I settle between her thighs again, she’s slick with our combined juices. I lick through her folds. She tastes like both of us. I clean her with my tongue. Gentle and thorough as aftershocks ripple through her. When I suck her clit into my mouth, she comes again. Softer this time but still intense.
I move back up. She pulls me into a desperate kiss. I wrap my arms around her. Hold her while our breathing slows and our hearts stop racing.
Neither of us speaks for long moments. Just this connection. This quiet rightness.
After a while, I feel her starting to drift. Her breathing evening out. Her body relaxing completely against mine.
I pull the blanket over us. Adjust so we’re comfortable but still tangled together.
She makes a quiet sound. Already mostly asleep.
“Sleep,” I whisper. Kiss her forehead. “I have you.”
She settles deeper into my arms. Safe. Trusting. Choosing to be vulnerable with me.
My dragon is content. Not just satisfied. Content. Complete.
For the first time in my life, something feels right. Not military success. Not mission accomplishment. Not survival.
This.
Her in my arms. Our bodies still warm from lovemaking. The mate bond humming between us even though neither of us has named it yet. The certainty that whatever comes next—the raid on Vex’s facility, confrontation with Aurora, uncertain future—at least I felt something more.
I see now what I was missing. What I denied myself. What my dragon was waiting for.
Her.
This.
Home.
I close my eyes and let myself sleep with her safe in my arms. Tomorrow brings danger and impossible odds and choices that might destroy us both.
Tonight there’s just this moment.
And for now, that’s enough.
Chapter 29
Nadia
I wake to warmth and the steady rhythm of breathing that isn’t my own. Jericho’s chest rises and falls beneath my cheek. His arm is wrapped around me. Our legs are tangled under the blanket. Morning light filters through the dirty window, turning everything pale and gray.
