Her breasts are mashed between us. The slick, tight feel of her pussy has my balls pulling tight.
She makes these ragged little whimpers. Her mouth has dropped open, and her eyes are glassy.
I keep one hand braced next to her head. The other slides between us, the pad of my thumb finding her clit again, working it in slow circles timed to my own rhythm. Her breath catches every time I hit the spot that makes her squeeze tight around me.
“Magma.” She says my name like a question this time.
“Carla,” I groan.
I pick up the pace and watch her face the whole time, the way her brows draw together, the way her mouth falls open, the way her eyes find mine and hold on like she needs something to anchor to. There’s a desperation in them that matches my own.
My dragon stirs low and insistent, wanting more than this, wanting things I have no intention of giving him. I push him back down without much trouble this time, since I’m inside her.
Her hands clutch at me. Her pants turn ragged and broken. Her eyes squeeze shut as her pussy starts to flutter. Then they open wide as she tightens around me.
I have to hold back a roar when she presses her face against my chest, her little teeth biting into me.
I don’t so much come as detonate. My orgasm hits me everywhere and all at once, my seed pulsing from me.
I thrust harder as I shatter. I groan deep, having to work to keep from shouting as I keep pulsing. Every nerve ending tingles as I finally come down.
Carla is whimpering softly with each hard thrust. Her mouth is still clamped down on me. It feels so fucking good that I have to force myself to slow down. I ease in and out of her…going slower and slower, until I finally stop.
I stay inside her longer than I need to.
Then I ease out and pull her against my chest. I want her again. My dragon wants me to put her on her knees, but I ignore him.
I ignore his pleas to mate her even more, because what the hell!?
She may have bitten me, but it didn’t mean anything. She’s a human. Her teeth didn’t even break my skin.
“You’re a great lover, Magma.” She gets this shocked look and sucks in a breath. “Not that we were making love. I mean, you know what I mean. You’re good at fucking,” she quickly says.
“I know what you mean, and I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“You should, because it’s true.”
“We should get some sleep. Good night, Carla.”
“See, that wasn’t so hard.” She looks up at me even though she can’t see much in the dark.
“No, it wasn’t so hard. I don’t think any less of you.”
I think less of myself, but not her.
“Okay, well, sleep well.” She yawns.
I should go back to my own side of the cave, but to hell with it. I don’t want to upset her. At least, that’s what I tell myself. I let myself drift away with Carla in the crook of my arm. It feels good.
It’s the first time I’ve slept next to a female after having sex with her since I was mated. The first time I’ve held someone close in a lover’s embrace since Sage.
I try not to give the thought too much airtime, or it might freak me out.
I soon fall into a dreamless sleep.
23
Magma
