It hurt too much.
The thought of losing her gutted him.
Xyn felt him tensing. “Shh, Urian,” she whispered in his ear, moving her hands back to his head, to stroke his scalp and temple. “Put your ill thoughts aside and think of nothing but happiness while I’m with you.”
That was certainly easy enough to do. She even began humming in an effort to help him.
Grateful to be with her tonight, Urian closed his eyes as her gentle voice soothed him as much as her hands did. He felt so incredibly calm. Peaceful. At no time in his life had he ever experienced anything close to this.
It was perfection.
And he owed it all to his beautiful dragon who made his entire body burn with nothing more than a sweet, shy smile.
Xyn kissed his back as all the tension left him. She gently dug her thumbs under his shoulder blades, then moved her hands down his spine until she reached the small of his back.
She traced one of the scars there. One of them was deep and angry as it ran from his hip down across his left buttock. She wasn’t sure if it had been caused by a sword or some other injury. Either way, the wound must have been excruciating when he received it.
So much pain …
Before she could stop herself, she leaned forward and placed her lips to that spot. Urian hissed in pleasure, but he didn’t pull away from her or try to roll over.
Encouraged by that, she slowly trailed her lips up his spine to his muscled shoulders. Even with all the scars over his caramel flesh, his back was perfect to her. Beautiful. And she wanted to taste every inch of him. To lick him from head to toe until he begged her for mercy.
Urian felt himself growing hard as she gently laved the scars on his skin. It was strange to feel so much pleasure over something that had given him so much pain. But then that was his dragon lady. It was what she excelled at.
Making his agony vanish.
Rolling over, he caught her before she pulled away. He cupped her face in his hand, then brought her near up to his lips to kiss her. He could taste the desire on her lips, feel the heat of her body.
And he wanted more.
Every day they had been apart had been pure torture. Being so close to her now and not inside her already …
His resistance melted under the onslaught of her presence. He was too tired to fight, too weary to deny himself her comfort. Whether he liked it or not, he needed her touch. She was the air he breathed.
The heartbeat he needed to survive.
Xyn closed her eyes and let the masculine scent and feel of Urian wash over her. He tasted of decadence and power. Of lethal masculinity. His kiss was fierce and passionate, filled with promise.
Love me, Urian. Hold me tonight and never let me go!
The words were a prayer deep in her soul. He was all she’d ever wanted in her life. How strange to have every comfort and luxury her position as a dragon could afford her and to still want the dream of her golden Daimon champion.
Even though he was the son of an evil demon, he was also the symbol of all things good to her. For he was love. Nobility. Honor. Passion. She couldn’t imagine being with anyone else.
Not likethis.
She trembled as he left her lips to trail his kisses down her throat to her neck. His hot hand cupped her breast, spreading chills over her. His grip tightening, he pulled her beneath him so that his weight was pleasant yet crushing.
His caresses weren’t slow and playful as they normally were. Tonight he was bold and hungry, as if he couldn’t get enough of her. As if he wanted to touch every part of her body at once.
And she was every bit as hungry for him. Her body thrummed with fervent need that was stoked by his own urgency.
To her utter shock, his eyes flashed a vibrant red before he used his powers to strip her clothes from her body so that the lower half of her body lay bare to him.
“What have you done to me, my lady dragon?” Urian whispered in her ear before he licked her lobe and sent white-hot chills exploding through her. “I crave you more than I’ve ever craved anything.”
“Show me how much you crave me, Urian,” she said, her voice thick and deep from her own wanton passion. “I want to feel you inside me.”
