Color bloomed high on her cheeks and she looked up at him with pure desire. She lowered her voice to match his. “I want you, Jared. I want you inside me.” A rush of air escaped her lips as the fire in her eyes licked him from head to toe. His body quaked violently in response.
In one fluid movement he tore off his swimsuit and climbed between her legs. He wasted no time in removing her clothes, wanting her naked and needy and writhing on the mattress beneath him.
As her pussy glistened invitingly, he dragged her scent into his lungs and dipped a finger into her scorching, liquid silk. “So wet,” he murmured, lust making his voice raspy.
With single-minded determination, he bent forward and made a slow pass with his tongue, tasting her sweet cream and loving the way she shivered beneath his mouth.
Her hips came off the bed. “Jared. Oh, God…”
Jared kissed a path up her body, taking time to pay homage to her beautiful puckered nipples before bringing his mouth to hers. Her hands raked through his hair and held him to her as his cock probed her opening. “You’re so damn beautiful, Chloe,” he whispered and in one quick movement pushed inside her warm channel.
As their bodies fused as one, he made sweet love to her, both giving and taking, their lips never breaking intimate contact. With long, luxurious strokes that drew out her pleasure, he moved inside her. Pumping gently and slowly at first, controlling the depth and pace until her legs wrapped around his waist, demanding more. Answering her needs, he rammed harder, pounding into her until all coherent thought fled. Jesus she was tight and hot, making him so crazed with need that it was all he could do to keep control. The beast inside him growled and he desperately fought it off. As perspiration broke out on his forehead, his breathing grew heavy, labored, and he struggled to maintain his human form.
Her pussy spasmed and she gave a broken gasp. Passion-imbued eyes met his. “Jared…”
“I know, baby. Let it go.” In no time at all, her warm cream coated his cock and he knew he’d reached the point of no return. He buried his face in her neck and splashed his seed high inside her. Her sex muscles tightened, milking him. A feeling of love and contentment washed over him as he drove home, concentrating on the points of pleasure as he pumped every last drop into her welcoming body.
“Fuck, Chloe…” He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight as a barrage of emotions overcame him. He brushed his mouth against hers; his throat clenched. For the first time in his life, he understood what it meant to love. He pulled her impossibly closer and tried desperately to inflate his lungs as his overwhelming feelings made him lightheaded.
He rolled off her and drew her into the circle of his arms, and as her body melted against his, he quivered, needing more. His mouth crashed down on hers for another round, and in no time at all their hands began racing, and their bodies shifting for a better fit as they once again lost themselves to passion. They spent the rest of the day in each other’s arms, where he took her again and again, until they were both left sated and spent.
As the moon made its first appearance in the sky, Chloe gave a sleepy sigh and snuggled in next to him. She dozed off in his arms, while exhaustion pulled at him, but he forced it back, not wanting to retreat to his mountain just yet. He let his glance roam over her naked body, and despite all the passion they’d shared, wickedly erotic ideas danced in his head. Ideas like climbing between her legs and awakening her with his tongue. As his thoughts wandered, Chloe writhed and moaned in her sleep. Her head flew to the side and Jared touched her cheek in concern.
“Chloe, are you okay?”
Her eyes widened and she smiled. “For a minute there it felt like you were kissing me.” She winked and gestured with her head. “Down there.” She dropped a soft kiss onto his cheek and shifted closer. After a long moment she inched back, nibbled her lip and confessed, “Actually, last night that happened to me too. I felt you touching me when I was at the bonfire.” She looked down sheepishly. “In fact, after I went to bed, I felt you touching me again, and before I knew it, I had an orgasm. That’s never happened to me before.”
Jared’s heart galloped as he recalled his memories and emotions from the previous night. The way he’d visualized himself making love to her when she was standing in the surf, and again later after she’d retreated to her room. And just now, he’d been thinking about diving between her legs and ravishing her.
Oh God. She was feeling his emotions. The connection between them was even stronger than he’d imagined. His mind raced, searching for a logical explanation as to how this human woman could be his life mate and coming up with only one—she had to have dragon blood in her. It was the only thing that made sense.
Had her dragon blood lain dormant until she’d met him? Throughout the centuries could her blood and the blood of her people have become so diluted her line could no longer summoned magic from it, but enough traces still remained to help spark his? She’d said her father was a scientist who’d studied blood. Could he have known about the threads of dragon blood in his daughter’s body, and most likely in his?
Suddenly Chloe’s eyes widened and she ran her fingers over his arm. “Jared, the cuts, they’re gone.”
“I heal quickly,” he rushed out.
She inched back and gave him a suspicious look. “No one heals that fast.”
As exhaustion pulled at him, he could feel the animal inside him
