Rowan set fire to my body and soul, arousing every sense, every thought.
He laid me on his bed gently, hovering over me as his lips took mine in another passionate kiss. He propped himself up with one hand and let the other trail down my side over the fabric of my uniform.
His dominant energy made me whimper, and he gave my bottom lip a nibble before his tongue slipped into my mouth and swirled around mine. His hips ground into mine, and I squeezed my legs around him to add to the friction that was building up inside me.
He broke our kiss and trailed his lips down my neck, and I gasped for air. Sweat coated my skin from his heat, and I was in awe that a firedrake’s body could stand to be so hot all the time, though it did make sense considering he could breathe fire.
“Rowan, it’s so hot.”
He untucked my shirt from my skirt as his hands slid underneath the top and ripped it down the front.
Buttons flew every which way, clinking against the floor with little tinks as they hit. The cool air of the room glided over my skin, but being next to him was like being next to a heater so the relief only lasted for a moment.
“Is this okay?”
“Better than okay. I need you, Rowan.” The matebond was pulling me toward him, egging me on to complete the bond in every way we could.
“You’re so fragile,” he rasped, his gaze searing over my skin as I wiggled out of my skirt and kicked it to the side with my panties.
“I’m tougher than I look,” I panted. My body was buzzing, overheating, and filled with so much desire, I couldn’t keep a straight thought.
“Tell me if I’m too rough.” His fingers slipped under the front of my bra, and with the slightest tug, the fabric tore.
My breasts were exposed to him, and my nipples perked under his stare. The urge to get self-conscious crept up, but then I realized he was my mate— “Please, touch me.”
He let out a low rumble as he dipped his head and sucked my nipple into his hot mouth. A strangled cry exploded from my lips at the sensation that flooded my senses.
His teeth grazed the sensitive bud before he bit down, and I moaned, tangling my hands in his hair and inhaling his masculine ember scent.
He popped off my nipple and pressed open mouth kisses between my breasts and down my stomach before his mouth covered my intimates. His tongue slid inside me at a slow rate, and my legs clenched his head.
Letting out a growl, he gripped my thighs. “Spread them wider so I can enjoy you.”
I forced my legs wider and arched my back as his mouth assaulted me relentlessly until I combusted. My entire body shook from the force, and the matebond rejoiced as my nerves tingled.
Rowan’s head surfaced from between my legs, and he slid off the bed. “You’re so sensitive.”
“It felt really good,” I breathed, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I laid bare for him.
“Do I need to get a birth control potion?”
“No. Trixie had me drink one a few nights ago.”
He unbuckled his belt and his pants, pushing them down his toned legs and stepping out of them.
A small flicker of hesitation passed his face before he pulled his boxers down, letting his erection pop out.
I sucked in a gasp, immediately clamping my legs shut and pushing myself up on the bed as fear spiked through me. “There’s no way. It’s half as thick as the width of my hips! No. I’ve heard about sex and the desire for men to be bigger, but no. This is too far. I don’t think that’ll ever work.”
Rowan’s lip twitched as his eyes glowed brightly. “Wren, my mate, are you really that scared of my cock?”
Yes, I was. I wasn’t exaggerating. His penis was the size of my forearm, if not bigger than that! I knew firedrakes were big. His build was massive, arms, legs, chest, head, torso—huge—but his penis? That thing would tear me open.
His hand wrapped around his length and climbed on the bed with his knees until he was too close for my current comfort, even with the bond urging me toward him.
My mouth went dry as I shook my head back and forth in disbelief. “Rowan, there’s no way. That’s physically impossible.”
He let out a chuckle as he thumbed over the tip of it to wipe away glistening liquid. “The Fates made us for each other, fledgling. That means your pussy was made for my cock just as my cock was made for your pussy.”
