“This is my first time, remember?” I mumbled, feeling embarrassed.
Saffron flashed a reassuring smile. “It’s not our first time beingintimate, though. We’ll take it as slow or fast as you want,” he said, smoothing his hand over my back. The contact was soothing. “And we can stop at any time. It’s up to you.”
I met his gaze and felt instantly uplifted by his sunny attitude. It was hard to stay anxious when my mate beamed at me brighter than a winter morning.
Saffron’s hand continued rubbing my back. As my anxiety receded, I shuddered pleasantly. His touch always felt so good.
I need to stop overthinking and just do it,I told myself.
As if hearing my inner dialogue, Saffron leaned in to kiss me. He captured my lips softly, letting the sensitive touch linger until my skin tingled and my cheeks burned. Then he pulled away with a mischievous grin.
“How’s that?” he asked.
I grunted, nodding affirmatively. I didn’t want to talk anymore. I was bad at words. But I could use my body to show Saffron exactly how I felt.
I fell against the bed, pulling Saffron down with me. The cool blanket was crisp against my back, like leaping into a fresh snowbank, and Saffron’s body on top of mine was warm. The stark temperature difference made me shiver.
Saffron straddled my hips. His long legs captured my wide waist, and his hands clutched the blanket on either side of my head. His eyes glinted with desire as he grinned down at me. My stomach fluttered at thewantin his gaze. It felt good to be looked at like that.
He grazed his lips against mine again, slower and hungrier. I lay there, heart racing, as Saffron tested my mouth like a predator teasing its prey. Or a dragon preening its hoarded prize. Either way, I was pinned beneath an alpha dragon’s grasp—and I liked it.
The warm tickle between my thighs rapidly built into a steady kindling heat. Soon my body felt warm despite the icy temperature. The stark difference felt strangely exciting. I arched my back, seeking more of the cold blanket’s surface area while Saffron’s hot mouth pressed against me.
The second I moaned in contentment, Saffron slipped his tongue past my lips. The wet, vivid sensation sent electric sparks down my body. I felt charged and taut, eager for more. As Saffron’s tongue teased me, challenging a rebuttal, I met him halfway. My tongue twisted against his in a velvety embrace. The small sound of pleasure coming from the back of his throat made my cock throb.
I reached up to curl my arms around his shoulders. He was still clothed, but I felt the strong cords of his muscles moving beneath the fabric. I ran my hands down his back, aware of his veiled, simmering power. I remembered how his inner dragon burst free to protect me. I felt wholly safe.
My nerves settled. I wasn’t anxious anymore. Love and desire had taken over, leaving me confident and horny as fuck.
“More,” I growled into Saffron’s mouth.
He chuckled into the kiss, finishing it off with a final peck before he rose up. “Now you’re talking.”
Saffron deftly undid his shirt, throwing it aside. I stared at his naked torso, noticing a set of abs. I ran my hands over them, then kept going lower to the waistband of his jeans. My fingers undid the button and zipper, peeling away the denim layer to reveal a thick bulge inside his boxer briefs. I swallowed at the sight of it.
“I can’t be the only one stripping,” Saffron teased, pinching my jumpsuit. “Let’s get this off you.”
We discarded our clothes in a frantic race to get naked. The cold air felt tingly against my newly exposed skin. Saffron sat by my legs, seemingly entranced by me. His gaze roamed across my body, then his hands followed; his warm palms caressed my chest, belly and thighs. I shuddered in pleasure each time his strong fingers smoothed over my dense body hair. He made me feel so desirable.
“Mm, I love how soft you are,” Saffron murmured. He leaned down, pressing his cheek to my big belly. His eyes fluttered shut in contentment.
One of his hands snaked between my thighs and looped around the base of my cock. I sucked back a gasp. Saffron moved slowly, as if in a trance. Up and down, inch by inch, building a rhythm that sent my heart galloping. My breath shortened, coming out in quick rasps.
Saffron smiled as he nuzzled my gut. My belly hair brushed against his soft cheeks. I blushed. Did he really like it that much?
My thought process turned to mush as Saffron worked my cock. I gritted my teeth, trying not to moan loudly every single time he pumped me. Eventually, it became too much to handle. I gave up stifling my sounds and let them loose into the cold air.
“There you go,” Saffron encouraged. “Let me hear you, my mate.”
My heart squeezed with affection.
I felt myself opening up for Saffron—not just emotionally, but physically, too. As the scent of his musky alpha hormones flooded my nose, my body reacted. My entrance felt slick with arousal, and it pulsed with the need to be filled.
“Saffron,” I rasped. “Can you…?”
Without moving from his spot on my belly, he lifted his face to meet my gaze. “Hm? Can I what?”
I sighed and overcame my embarrassment. “Can you please fuck me?”
