She scooted down and took his thick cock in her hand. He let out a moan and she thought she saw a tiny curl of smoke out of the corner of her eye.
“Are you about to spontaneously combust?”
“Honey, it’s been a few days, and, hey… I need you, bad.”
She stared at his pecs. His strong, muscled chest rose and fell rapidly.
“Is this a good idea? I mean, can you handle the… attention I was planning to give you?”
“If I can’t, I’ll let you know.” He propped his head up on his arm so he could watch. His lips rose on one side in a smug smile.
Her fingers didn’t meet as she gripped his cock, but she stroked up and down as best she could. Meanwhile, she kissed the reddened tip and tongued the slit. His groan of pleasure meant the world to her.
Then she moved so she could lick the length of him, finally taking the head into her mouth. He sucked in a deep breath through his teeth.
She let her tongue swirl around his cock. He tasted salty. She drew him into her mouth deeper, loving the way he arched slightly and groaned. She took him as deep as she could, then applied suction and withdrew.
“Playtime’s over,” he said, grabbing her and pulling her up his body. His mouth crashed down on hers, and his tongue plunged into her mouth.
The room spun and she found herself on her back, her legs spread with Drake over her. His legs were between hers and his cock was poised at her opening.
“I’m sorry about the lack of foreplay. I promise I’ll take care of you better next time.” She noticed his heavy breathing as he spoke.
“Hey, it was entirely my fault.”
He grinned. “Yes, it was.” He dipped two fingers into her channel and said, “You seem ready for me…”
“Oh, I am. Go for it, dragon boy.”
“Not just yet. There’s a little something I can do for you first.” His slick fingers found her clit and rubbed slow circles around it. She arched and moaned.
“That’s my good girl.” He sped up the motion and zeroed in on her most sensitive spot. “I’m going to make you come for me,” he almost growled.
Like she could resist…
He leaned down and sucked her breast as he continued his love massage. She couldn’t hold back the noises emanating from her throat if she wanted to. He lifted his head and latched on to her other nipple. As he sucked, she began to erupt.
Her eyes teared up. When her thighs stopped quivering, she was spent, but she
“I love you too.” He positioned himself so that his cock was pushing at her sex, and then he thrust, filling her.
“Oh, God. That feels so good,” she murmured.
He answered with a groan, then found his rhythm and rode her hard.
“You’re so tight. So hot…” His breaths came in short gasps as he angled his pelvis and slammed into her.
It felt incredible. She could only lie there, riding the waves of pleasure and moaning in joy as he thrust in and out.
She couldn’t believe it. A second climax was building.
The familiar rippling built to a peak and she cried out. He did too. She spasmed as her body shot into heaven again. His body jerked with wild abandon, both of them crashing over the same wave at the same time.
He rode her to the last aftershock and then collapsed on top of her. Taking his heat and weight was no hardship. She felt protected, covered with his love. Their chests heaved for another few seconds, and when he rolled off her, he gathered her in his arms.
“That was incredible,” he said, panting. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“Hell, no. Every bit of it felt fantastic. I’ve never… well, let’s just leave it at fantastic.”
He chuckled. “Okay, then. If that will hold you for a while, I’ll make something for dinner. I’m starving.”
She was too but hadn’t noticed until he said something. “Can I help?”
He rolled out of bed and pulled on his pants. “No. You stay right there and rest.”
That sounded perfect to her. She didn’t want to move. She could lie there and bask in the afterglow all night… or until dinner was ready.
“I’ll tell you the rest after we eat.”
“Zina. I thought you wanted to know.”
“Oh, I do.” Bliss couldn’t believe she’d almost forgotten about her nemesis.
Drake chuckled. “Practice those words.”
“What words?”
“I do.”
Chapter 21
Drake and Bliss sat at his tiny table and bumped knees. Fortunately, when bumping knees with the love of his life, Drake didn’t mind at all.
“So, tell me. What happened to Zina?” Bliss took a bite of her chili dog—Drake’s specialty—and chewed politely.
“Well, it’s a long story.”
She nodded, swallowed, and said, “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Well, it’s like this… I need to tell you more about my supernatural world before what happened to Zina makes any sense to you.”
Bliss groaned. “Oh, no. There’s more? Is this it? Because I’m really getting sick of learning all this crap nobody knows and being sworn to secrecy.”
“This is it. In fact, this is such a big secret, most paranormals don’t even know about it.”
“Fabulous,” Bliss muttered.
“It’s not too late if you really don’t want to know. I don’t have to—”
“Oh, yes you do. Otherwise I’ll wonder and project and drive myself crazy. Please, tell me everything. Whatever it is, it can’t be worse than finding out you’re a dragon.”
Drake bought some time by taking a bite of his own hot dog. Someone else did most of the cooking at the firehouse, and his kitchen was so tiny he’d never learned much more than how to open a can of chili and microwave a ready meal.
Bliss crossed her arms and waited for him to swallow. Apparently she wasn’t going to eat until he told her the story.
“Okay, here goes… Do you remember the Greek pantheon of gods and goddesses from your mythology books?”
Bliss turned her head without breaking eye contact. “Yeah…” she said slowly, as if preparing to be skeptical.
