“I believe you’re a descendant of a dragon. It’s the only logical explanation I can come up with. We’re connected, Chloe. I know you feel it every bit as much as I feel it.”
“Is that why it felt like you were with me the other night? Making love to me?”
“Yeah, you were feeling my thoughts. It’s the bond we have between us, it’s growing more powerful every day.”
“If I leave, what will happen to your magic?”
“Only time will tell.” He suspected that without his life mate by his side, his magic would eventually diminish and die, but he refused to tell her that, making her feel obligated to stay. He’d just have to find other ways to sustain it.
“Well, we’ll never have to worry about that.”
He opened his mouth to question her, but she cut him off.
“It must have been lonely here for you all these years. Everyone deserves a family, children.”
“At times,” he admitted honestly. “Especially at night.”
She blinked up at him. “You don’t have to be lonely anymore, Jared.”
“Why? What do you mean?”
“You have me now.”
He looked down solemnly, a lump forming in his throat, not daring to believe or hope for such a thing. “I only have immortality to offer you, and you deserves so much more. You need to go back home, Chloe.”
Her voice came out a little raspy when she said, “I have nothing to go back to. Even if I did, I still wouldn’t want to go.”
Her warm palms touched his face. “There is nothing here—” he began before Chloe piped in.
“You’re here, Jared, and that’s all I want or need. And the only thing I want from you is your love.”
“You’re human, Chloe, and I doubt I can give you children. You deserve a family and children. Everyone does. You just said so yourself.”
She ran her fingers through his hair and lowered herself onto the mattress, dragging him with her. “Who says you can’t give me children?”
“What if it’s impossible?” He gripped her shoulders and pinned her to the bed as he climbed over her.
“What if it’s not? Heck, you just said I have dragon blood in me.” She winked at him. “And don’t you think it would be fun trying?” With that, she spread her legs wide for him, welcoming him home.
Jesus, he could hardly believe how easily she accepted what he was, what she was. “What if the child turns out like me?”
He saw love shining in her eyes. “Then I’ll be the luckiest woman in the world, and together on this island we’ll have a life, and a family and we’ll all protect each other.” She pulled her dress up to expose her naked pubis.
With his heart pounding, he tore his pants off and positioned his cock at her opening. God, could this really be happening? “Are you sure, sweetheart? Are you sure this is what you want?”
“I’ve never been surer of anything, Jared.”
Heart soaring with bliss he asked, “So you only want my love, then?” He pushed his cock in an inch and watched her toss her head to the side in pleasure.
She writhed against the mattress and began panting. “Well, maybe that’s not entirely true.”
He laughed out loud and in one quick thrust drove into her heat. “Sweetheart, you have no idea how glad I am to hear that.”
Afterword
Thank you so much for reading, Breath of Fire. I hope you enjoyed the story as much as I loved writing it. Be sure to read on for an excerpt from Instinctive, books one in the Eternal Pleasure series.
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Instinctive
IN THREE DAYS she’d be gone. Erased. Buried.
Dead . . .
Today, however, today was an entirely different story. Not only was Jaclyn Vasenty still alive and breathing—she was hell-bent on living the last few hours of her life to the fullest.
She glanced at the well-endowed man powering upward between her thighs, taking note of his smoldering blue eyes, dark, shoulder-length hair, the clench of his firm jaw, and the small beads of perspiration trickling down his bronzed skin. Every pleasure-seeking nerve in her body came alive as her gaze traveled downward to the tuft of curly black hair smashing against her naked, passion-drenched pubis as he drove his cock all the way up inside her.
Scrumptious . . .
Oh yeah, she was going to enjoy today, she mused.
She swung her long chestnut curls over her shoulders to expose her aching breasts. Brian’s hungry eyes latched onto her pale pebbled nipples. When his tongue darted out to wet his sensuous mouth, a small moan slipped from the curve of her well-kissed lips and caught the attention of those around her. A few couples stepped closer, some eager to get a better look, while others coveted to get in on the salacious action. Jaclyn’s libido fed off the sexual energy swirling around her, the intoxicating euphoria drawing her deeper and deeper into a cocoon of lust and desire.
Just knowing the voyeurs in the club were watching her fuck the dark-haired Adonis strapped to the plush sex chair, while she rode him like a feral animal in heat, brought on wild and wicked sensations.
She looked past Brian and glanced around Risqué, the erotic club where anything and everything goes. She took a moment to observe the explicit sex acts taking place on the nearby dance floor.
All in various stages of undress, hot naked bodies writhed in sync to the sensuous beat booming from the nearby speakers. Wet pussies and hard cocks were out in abundance tonight, all striving for one common goal—to get off using any means possible. In their single-minded pursuit of pleasure, some were fucking while others were licking, sucking, nibbling, or burying their faces in the juncture between their lovers’ legs.
Her entire body vibrated in bliss.
As she took pleasure in the show, a rush of liquid heat rocketed through her and brought on one hell of a violent shudder. Jaclyn’s pussy dripped in
