He sat next to her and placed a finger on her lips. She kissed him, and with a smile, he slipped his finger into her mouth. “Make it wet,” he whispered.
The aching need between her legs grew more intense. She ran her tongue around his finger, then he dragged his wet finger down her neck to one of her breasts. He teased the hardened tip, then crossed to the other breast.
She gripped the sheet in her fists as her breathing become more labored. “Silas.”
“Yes.” He leaned over and suckled her breast.
With a moan, she latched on to his head, digging her fingers into his hair. “I want you.”
He lifted his head, looking at her with his gleaming dragon eyes. “You want me touch you?”
She nodded, but his hand was already smoothing across her belly. His fingers reached the curls and she moaned. Could anything feel better than this?
“Your hair is dark like your eyebrows.” He rubbed against her gently. “So beautiful.”
She nearly cried when he removed his hand. Was he stopping?
He scooted down the bed and gave her toes a quick tug before planting a kiss on each ankle. He smoothed his hands up her legs, then kissed her thighs.
She couldn’t bear it anymore. With a sigh, she opened her legs. He tilted his head to look at her private parts.
“You’re wet,” he whispered. “I can see the moisture gleaming on your pink skin, calling me in.”
More heat rushed to her womanly core. “Please.” She wasn’t sure what she needed so badly, but she was starting to feel frantic.
She cried out when he touched her. His fingers explored, caressed, and stroked her, growing slick with her need. She gripped the sheets in her fists, dug her heels into the bed, and pressed against him. Could anything feel better than this?
When he slipped a finger inside her, her heart lurched. In and out, he dragged the finger, and a whirlwind of sensation swept her up, setting her nerves on fire. She was melting.
“Silas.” She panted, unable to catch her breath.
Suddenly he grasped her thighs, spreading them wide as he dipped his head.
She cried out when his mouth came in contact with her wet and swollen core. His tongue dragged over her, then teased an extra-sensitive part that caused her to jerk in response.
He suckled her. The whirlwind swept her up. She was swirling. Spinning. Flying. He was taking her higher.
She hovered for a few delicious seconds, then crashed and shattered, her thoughts and senses completely scattered till all she knew was a sweet throbbing that radiated from her core and sizzled throughout her entire body.
“Gwen?”
She slowly became aware that he was talking to her.
His mouth twitched. “You’re back.”
Her cheeks grew warm as she suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. “I didn’t know it could be like that.”
“We’re not done, actually.”
“No?”
“No. We were just warming up.”
“But I already melted.”
He gave her an exasperated look. “You can melt again.”
“I can’t imagine it feeling any better than—”
“It can. Trust me.” He settled between her legs.
She gasped when he fondled her with his fingers. Holy goddesses, it still felt so good. She closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his fingers rubbing against her.
Suddenly his hard shaft pressed against her, and her eyes flew open.
“What—” She winced as he pushed farther in. This wasn’t feeling better. She noted with alarm the intense, strained look on his face. “Silas, if you’re not enjoying it, you should stop.”
He gave her an incredulous look. “I am enjoying it.”
“You don’t look like—” She cried out when he plunged into her. “Ow.” She swatted his shoulder. “That hurt.”
He gripped her tightly, his breath warming her shoulder.
“Are you all right?” she whispered.
“Trying to control myself. You feel so good.” He kissed her neck. “I’m sorry I hurt you. Are you still in pain?”
“It’s a little better.” She rubbed her thigh against him. “You had such a fierce look on your face that I thought you were in pain.”
He raised himself on his elbows. “I’m trying to control my more beastly urges so I don’t hurt you.”
“Beastly urges?”
He nodded. “As a man, I know it’s your first time, and I should be careful. But the dragon inside me wants to pound into you all night long until you’re left breathless, ragged, and completely, totally undone.”
She rested a hand on his cheek. “I’m in love with both the man and the dragon.”
His eyes gleamed gold. “Then you will have us both.” He pulled out a bit, then eased back into her.
After a few slow and gentle thrusts she was ready for more. Ready for the dragon. She wrapped her legs around him, remembering rule number one. When a dragon takes you for a ride, hold on tight and never let go.
* * *
Silas might have wanted to pound into Gwennore all night, but he’d waited too long. It took all his control to make sure she climaxed before he exploded with the most powerful climax he’d ever experienced.
With a groan, he fell beside her.
Mine. He gathered her in his arms. She was his, and he would never let her go.
“I love you,” he whispered, his eyes flickering shut.
“I love you, too.”
He smiled as sleep stole over him. His last thought was a hope that he hadn’t hurt her.
When the sun shone through a window, he woke to discover they were under the quilt. Sometime in the night, Gwen must have covered them up.
He propped himself up on an elbow and lifted the quilt so he could feast his eyes on her beautiful body.
Her eyes flickered open, her lovely lavender-blue eyes, and he smiled at her.
“Good morning, snookums.”
She smiled back, a light blush coloring her cheeks. “Is there a privy around here?”
He nodded. “The forest.”
She snorted. “Is there anything to eat?”
He nodded. “You.”
“What?”
With a growl, he nuzzled her neck. She squirmed, giggling.
“Stop.” She pushed him back with a laugh. “I really need to relieve myself.”
He climbed out of bed. “I’ll take you outside.”
“Naked?”
He grinned. “There’s
