Ari let his lips curl in a slow smile as he ever so slowly closed the distance between them. “No, you’ve fallen in lust with a dragon, and I’m going to make you fucking scream with pleasure unlike any you’ve ever experienced before. For the rest of our lives. Starting this very second.”
And with that, he curled his arm around her waist, hauled her to his body and took possession of her lips once more.
She fought him. For exactly half a heartbeat.
Her lips parted, her tongue finding his with savage ferocity and greed. His brain registered the fact her delicious breasts and belly were pressed against him, that his hand cupped the most exquisite arse it had ever been his pleasure to grip, and then his brain gave up trying to register anything and surrendered to the sheer heat of the moment.
He growled into her mouth, releasing his tenuous restraint on his desire.
She growled back, the sound wholly human and utterly arousing. He’d never partaken in human/dragon-shifter sex before, too aware of the possible dangers. One soul-shattering orgasm on his behalf and his human partner would be incinerated.
But Jilly was his Fire Mate. Human or not, she would survive, and they would burn in their mutual eruption together.
The realization was singularly the horniest fact he’d ever encountered.
With another growl, this one far from human, he yanked her off her feet, wanting her—no, needing her—closer to him.
She wrapped her legs around his hips, clearly on the same page.
The heat of her sex pressed to the lower plane of his abdomen, detonating a rush of longing inside him, and it was all he could do to not submit to the urgent need to ram her against the wall and bury himself to the balls inside her.
He may be borderline delirious with hunger for her, but he had enough lucidity to know he needed to slow it down. Just.
She truly had no idea the incredible, momentous rapture about to happen to her, to him, to them both.
Better to have her balancing on the cusp of unadulterated pleasure before entering her. It would make what was to happen when they both came…easier.
Instead of driving her to the closest wall, Ari moved to the closest piece of furniture—a sofa—carrying her the whole way, unable and unwilling to drag his lips from hers.
Fuck, she kissed like a demon. No, a dragon. Wild, intoxicating and ferocious. Hell, was it possible to fall in love with someone so quickly?
Bumping into the back of the sofa, he deposited her butt on its edge and raked his hands along the underside of her thighs.
She moaned, grinding her pussy against him.
His cock strained against the leather prison of his pants, eager for release. He denied it, knowing if he undid his fly he’d be lost.
Not yet. Not yet. Not until…
Tearing his lips from hers, he sucked in a ragged breath at her protesting whimper.
“No,” she moaned, snagging his hair with fast hands. “Don’t stop kissing me. Don’t you dare stop kissing…”
The plea dissolved into a raw groan as he cupped her right breast and latched onto the dusky-pink perfection of her nipple with his mouth.
“Holy fuck,” she cried out, digging her heels into his butt as she arched into his carnal caress.
He drew deeper on her flesh, his body awash with a million pinpricks of heat.
“Oh my God.” Surprise threaded through the pleasure in her voice. “This…this is so good!”
Her delight and hunger sent fresh fire into Ari’s groin. Unable to be gentle, he cupped her other breast, squeezing and kneading the heavy bounty as he continued to feast on her nipple.
For every suck, she cried out, her panted words begging him to do it harder. Harder.
Head swimming with pleasure, Ari complied. He swapped breasts, biting and sucking on her smooth flesh, nipping at the edges of her areola before sealing his lips around her nipple and drawing it hard into his mouth.
“Fuck, yes,” Jilly moaned, snagging the long plait of his hair in a tight grip, holding his mouth to her breast. “Again. Suck it again.”
He did, her fierce demand flooding his cock with liquid steel. He hadn’t expected his Fire Mate to be so wild. But she was. Wild and hot and savage and demanding.
He couldn’t have wished for anything better.
“Oh God,” she ground out, scraping her nails over his shoulder. “Oh God, it’s so good. So fucking good.”
A low chuckle rumbled at the back of his throat. Talk about an understatement. It was so good. Better than good. Perfect. Insane. Animalistic and powerful.
And he hadn’t even tasted her yet.
Raw need pooled in his groin at the heady thought, and Ari growled.
Taste. Yeah, he needed to taste her. Now.
Releasing her nipple with a loud, wet pop, he dropped to his knees, shoved her thighs wide and laved his tongue up the moist seam of her pussy.
His head swam with rapture. She tasted like molten fire and honey and life.
“Holy crap!” She bucked, ramming the soles of her feet to his shoulders even as she fisted her hands in his hair, holding on for balance. “Holy crap, don’t stop. Please don’t stop!”
Ari lifted his head from between her thighs, another low chuckle falling from his lips. “I’m not planning to, gorgeous. Not until you’ve come all over my—”
The door smashed open and a man barged into Jilly’s apartment.
A man Ari knew.
A druid.
“Get the fuck away from her, dragon.” Derek Garrison’s furious stare locked on Ari. “She’s mine!”
3
Jilly squealed, her gaze snapping to Derek charging into her home, a second before gravity snatched her in a tight grip and yanked her backward onto the sofa’s seat cushions.
Her breath burst from her in a hoarse oomph, her teeth clicked together in a painful snap, and then her body continued its undignified downward journey, her knees and legs rolling over the top of her head into empty space in a flailing mess.
She tumbled completely off the sofa, hitting the floor with a bone-rattling thud and muffled
