Josie raised her eyebrows in question. "I haven't noticed. Are you saying I wasn't paying attention? I'll have you know I breathed in tandem with you whenever you were near. Your scent gives me goosebumps and I watch every step you take. I memorized the muscles of your chest that first day and dream of them at night. Don't tell me I wasn't paying attention."
Maxxus's chest rumbled with laughter against her side. "You really like to spar with me, and you have no consideration for the fact that I am king. You are perfect. I must assume, however, that my chest kept you distracted from what was below it. My desire has, shall we say, stood out prominently at all times."
Josie blushed charmingly as she caught his meaning. "I...I guess I missed that," she stammered.
"You will no longer," Maxxus answered. He allowed her to slip from his arms, sliding slowly down his body. The friction made their skin sizzle and she soon found he had been telling the truth as her center felt his hardness pressing against it. His mouth found hers and she opened her lips to let his tongue sweep inside. The heat burned through her chest, dropped past her core, bringing wetness, and ended in her legs causing them to shake.
"Come away with me," he begged. She nodded her agreement against his rippling chest. Her helped her into the hovercraft and got behind the controls.
"Where are you taking me?" Josie asked.
"To my secret hideaway. No one except me knows it exists. Until now it has been my sanctuary. I wish to share it with you. More than all the desires in the world, the willingness to share this tells me you are my life mate."
His words humbled Josie and touched the deepest part of her heart. She loved this weredragon and it gave her soul peace.
The hovercraft made it easy and quick to reach the valley but getting up to the cave with a human was a bit more difficult. It was too dark and the climb too dangerous for Josie to attempt in her exhausted state. There was only one way to get her there. Maxxus, in weredragon form, would have to carry her. He had carried humans from the rooftops on Earth during the battle there, using his claws. He did not want to do that with Josie. It was a risk. Claws were treacherous and easily punctured flesh. Maxxus had witnessed Kelan and Tae flying with their mates on their dragon's backs, and that is the way he would be attempting to carry her. It would require complete trust between the dragon and the rider. Was Josie ready to trust him with her life?
He explained the situation to her and asked for her trust. "Will you honor me with your heart and soul, putting your life in my hands?"
"You're the only one I could relinquish control to. I trust you more than I do myself," she replied.
Pleasure engulfed him at her confession. He left her standing by the mountain as he backed into the valley. There he found room to transform. He saw her fall to the ground and tears spring into her eyes. Concerned that he had frightened her, he slowly stepped closer. Bending his front legs, he laid his huge head and snout on the ground near her feet.
Josie's small hand caressed his snout and she said, "You're so beautiful and majestic." She leaned over and kissed his face, eliciting a rumble from inside him. He released a puff of smoke, and she laughed. It was not fear he had seen in her actions. It was awe.
Holding very still, he allowed Josie to climb onto his back. Her arms reached across his neck as far as possible, but he was too large for her to get a good hold. She flattened her chest on his back and clung tightly. His stood and began to move his wings. She briefly lost her balance as the air hit her, yet held on. He rose into the air. For her pleasure, he made one turn around the valley before landing at the cave entrance. She found safety inside while he became Maxxus once more.
Flying with his love and experiencing the close bond between dragon and mate sent his libido into overdrive. The beast had lost all its patience. Maxxus growled and grabbed her, practically tossing her onto the old blankets in the cave.
Josie was having none of the roughness. She turned her head, refusing the kiss he would have given her. Her hands ran gently over his powerful shoulders as she murmured soft, soothing sounds, almost like the lullaby she had sung to Hope. The growling ceased, and Maxxus's heartbeat slowed. The beast was being tamed.
Josie placed her lips on the muscle above his left nipple. She planted a small kiss there, then licked her way downward until she was flicking the nipple itself. She moved to the right side, showing Maxxus what type of loving she wanted. He was an excellent student.
Taking over, he kissed her lips, neck, and shoulder. Her body warmed from his heated breath. Big, calloused hands pushed her shirt up, spanning her waist effortlessly. His thumbs met at her belly button and teasingly slid under the waistband of her jeans. Josie moaned and wiggled, asking for more.
"No, my love. You forced the beast to slow down, so slow is what you shall get," Maxxus promised. He tugged her shirt over her head, trapping her arms inside. With a mischievous grin, he lowered his head and nipped at the mound of her breast showing above her lacy, black bra. He teased her relentlessly, swiping his tongue up and down her cleavage. He kept his body braced over her, never allowing his pelvis to meet hers, though she raised her hips in desperation.
She cried out when he finally suckled her through the material covering her distended nipple. He blew hot air over the wetness and she almost lost her mind. Excruciatingly slow, he gave the other breast the same treatment and her body erupted. Her center clenched over and over, leaving her breathless.
Maxxus ground his teeth to keep control. He could smell her passion and it was overwhelming. He needed bare skin. Releasing her hands, he unleashed her breasts. He marveled at the tempting pale mounds with their rosy centers. They outshone the stars in the sky. Reverently, he filled his palms with them. They were soft and pliant to his touch, making him ache with need.
Josie's hands were not idle. They caressed his chest, spreading the perspiration over his abs down to his leather covered backside. She squeezed him there and attempted to shove him toward her welcoming thighs. He resisted, and more sweat popped out.
His fingers found the button and zipper of her jeans, opening them for his next move. Crawling backward as she protested his absence, he took the pants all the way off. The scrap of black lace that covered her center was ripped away with his teeth. Bending her knees and spreading her thighs, he let smoke emit from his throat and settle over her soaked core. He watched silently as her body reacted to the hot air, her inner muscles squeezing as moisture flowed out. Josie shouted her release, and he was satisfied.
Abruptly, he stood. He dropped the leather pants and allowed Josie to see how much he wanted her. His shaft was so hard, it appeared made of stone. It quivered in anticipation. A single drop of moistness clung to the tip, making Josie lick her lips and moan. The man was spectacular, and he belonged to her.
With a roar, he returned to the ground, sliding purposely between her splayed thighs. His steel met her softness, and together they panted. Their eyes caught and held as he very slowly entered her, and their souls collided. Fully seated he began to move. Her legs tightened over his bottom forcing him deeper with each thrust. "From this day forward, no man shall touch you but me. You are mine for eternity. This bond can never be broken. Swear it!" Maxxus commanded as their passion built.
"Yours forever, I swear," Josie replied as she came unglued. Maxxus joined her as her body milked every drop of seed from him. Rolling over, he felt her fall into a deep sleep, using his body as a bed. He was whole for the first time in his life. No more walls would bar him from being a part of his people. Josie was his savior.
