Pushing his head away, I frown. “Not yet. I still have a choice to make.”
He rolls his eyes. “Why keep playing? We both know who you will choose.”
“Do we?”
He huffs. “Then why did you agree to this wager? Why come to my rooms if you do not wish to have me?”
I chew my lip. This question is more difficult to answer. “I did not say that.”
His brow lifts. “Then you do want me.”
I do not answer, but when he approaches again, I do not push him away.
“And I want you very much. What would you have from me tonight, then?”
I cannot help tilting my head to one side as he leans in again to kiss and nip at my ear. Despite the danger, despite knowing what his bite could do—or perhaps because of it—it sends a thrill through me. I’m mesmerized for a moment, succumbing completely to the drugging pleasure of it. “A test I suppose,” I say honestly. For myself? For him? I do not know anymore.
He hums. “You would like me to demonstrate how I would please you as your husband?”
I know it’s probably wrong with Kaelun only just recovered and all my questions about both of them unanswered. Despite all that, the words slip from my mouth. “I think you should.”
Unexpectedly he drops to his knees and crawls forward until he is kneeling with his chest pressing against my knees as if begging for entry. “Then open your thighs for me, rkhash.”
I frown. “I do not know this word.”
“In your tongue it roughly means sweet one, but it is a word a dragon reserves for his mate.”
A burst of sweetness explodes inside me, and it’s impossible to tell if the center is my chest or lower down. Slowly I part my legs.
Hunger flares in his eyes. “Have you shared such things with others, Light of the Sun, or would I be your first?”
I search his face, trying to discern how the truth will be received, but I have no wish to lie to him. “I have.”
His grin only spreads wider. “As is your right. But rest assured, I will do it better than any you have given yourself to.”
I cannot help laughing at his assurance, though I should have expected no less from him. “Will you, now?”
“Shall I show you? I do not wish you to think I am only boasting. I will not leave you wanting.” Aurelion hooks a clawed finger beneath the front panel of my dress, pulling it aside, and as he does so runs his knuckle along the flesh of my thigh. He makes no further comment about the fact that I have shared my body with another, and I am glad he doesn’t press me to tell him who. That would be difficult to explain. I wonder what the culture for dragons is. I do not ask, though, because soon I am distracted. He has clearly been with other females, and I find I’m not sorry, since he knows well how to light my body up with sensation. I wonder if any of them were human and if there are differences which matter.
He strokes lightly up and down my thighs until my legs are trembling. I thought he would rush toward the goal, but insteadhe takes his time, finding new areas to tease, pulling my dress aside more and more until he is sliding his knuckle along the crease between thigh and pussy.
I shiver.
Aurelion chuckles. “You will be ready to tell me I’m the best you’ve ever had before I am through.”
Yalina
The best I’ve ever had! He has a pretty high standard to live up to. I’m so confused when thoughts of Kaelun slide into my mind, and somehow the two of them become meshed together in a wild fantasy of heaving bodies.
Aurelion parts my thighs, pushing them wide open and positioning himself between them. Then he lifts the panel of my dress aside, exposing me completely.
I moan as his hot breath plays over my pussy. I’m wet and spread out for him so that even the tease of his breath there feels like a touch. When he actually puts his mouth on me, I think I’m ready.
I’m not though.
Instead of touching me with soft lips, Aurelion laps at me with a firm, rough tongue that reaches further than I would have thought possible.
I gasp, but he holds me there with strong hands, and I cannot do anything but let him. I buck and push myself more firmly against him as he finds the right place, and he growls against my flesh. Aurelion is all raw need and rough edges. He is careful to keep his teeth from getting near me, though. All I feel is sweet pleasure as he devours my innermost places. His tongue spears all the way inside me and curls to reach a tender place within. I cry out and clamp down around him, but he doesn’t stop. Instead he grabs me, pushing his arms beneath my thighs, drawing me halfway off the sofa so I’m supported by his grip. Then he ravishes my pussy until I’m a dripping mess, shuddering and convulsing. Dying a little at the waves of pleasure rushing through me.
