By the time Brad stood in front of her, her bathrobe suddenly felt too tight, too confining, too damned in the way.
And then he lightly traced her cheek, down her neck, and then to the neckline of her robe. “Before anything else, I need to make sure you know how this works.”
She nodded. “Ashley told me everything, with lots of details. I know your dragon half will come out sometimes and will be focused solely on getting me pregnant.”
Brad ran his thumb up to her cheek and then to her lower lip. As he gently brushed it back and forth, Tasha let out a breath. Brad’s husky voice said, “Good. Then unless there’s any reason for you to object, I’m going to kiss you now.”
As her lips throbbed in anticipation, she murmured, “You’d better hurry the hell up then.”
The corner of his mouth ticked up a second before he moved his head closer to hers. His hot breath danced against her lips as he said, “As my mate wishes.”
And within the next second, his firm, warm lips brushed hers once, twice, and then finally stayed. He nibbled her bottom lip, and she instantly opened her mouth, his tongue sliding inside. Tasha groaned and clung to him as he slowly explored her mouth, licking, tasting, letting her know he wanted her.
One of his hands slid under her robe and cupped her ass. She pressed her hips against his, the hard outline of his cock making her ache for more than a mere kiss.
His hand moved to between her thighs, and she spread them wider, gasping as his finger toyed with her entrance. Brad murmured, “Nice and wet for me. Good. Because my dragon isn’t going to hold back much longer.”
Because of Brad’s wicked fingers, it took everything she had to string together her words. “Then why make me wait? I know dragon halves only focus on the sex part, and I’m fine with that for now.”
He slowly slipped a finger inside her, and she gasped. Brad said, “I get the first time, and I’ll make damn sure my female is ready.”
As he moved in and out of her, Tasha took his lips again, needing to taste him as he made her hotter.
He growled and stroked her tongue as he increased his pace. Even though Tasha’s legs threatened to buckle, she leaned against her mate for support, loving his hardness against her.
Brad finally broke the kiss and removed his finger. She growled in frustration. “Don’t you dare stop.”
He undid the robe tie at her waist. “Calm down, love. I want us both naked so I can feel your orgasm gripping my dick.”
Impatient, Tasha tore off her robe and moved to the bed. “Hurry up, Brad.”
His eyes flashed constantly as he shed his jeans and walked toward her, his hard cock jutting from his body.
Tasha may not get the chance during the frenzy, but she licked her lips at the thought of taking him into her mouth and driving him as crazy as he’d done with her the day before.
Brad’s voice sounded a little strained as he said, “Fuck, Tasha, I’m not going to last if you keep staring at my dick and licking your sweet lips like that.”
She met his gaze and smiled slowly. “Seeing as how if you come inside me I’ll orgasm, I’m not all that disappointed.” She opened her legs wide and laid her arms above her head. “Claim me, dragonman. I’m ready.”
Brad still couldn’t believe his beautiful mate lay naked in his bed, waiting for him.
His dragon growled. Believe it and claim her. She’s ours. I want her. If you won’t act, then I’ll take control.
Since his inner beast could very well overpower him in the throes of a mate-claim frenzy, Brad slowly crawled onto the bed until he was on all fours above Tasha. Everything about her was perfect to him—from her expressive eyes to her small breasts to her flaring hips.
And now, he was going to tell her with actions how much he wanted her.
Brad lowered himself onto her body and resisted a hiss as his cock pressed against her warm skin.
Tasha’s husky voice reached his ears. “Your mini-dragon isn’t close enough yet.”
He blinked. “Mini-dragon?”
She grinned. “Your cock.”
“Oh no, no. We’re not giving nicknames.”
She ran a hand down his back and up again, lightly digging her nails into his skin in the process. “The longer you wait, the more I’ll try. How about Mr. FireBreather?”
His dragon growled. Definitely not. Sounds like we have some sort of disease. Don’t let her keep going. Fuck her already.
Ignoring his dragon, Brad ran a hand down Tasha’s side and lifted his hips so he could tease her pussy. “I think it’s time to make you forget how to talk.”
Before she could reply, he took her lips in a quick, rough kiss at the same time he slid a finger inside her.
His mate was so wet and tight, and his cock grew even harder.
It was time to stop taking things slow.
He leaned up, balancing on one arm, and positioned his cock at Tasha’s entrance. He met her smoldering gaze, his voice rough to his own ears as he said, “Last chance to turn back.”
She arched her hips so that her heat brushed his cock. “No way.”
His dragon said, Hurry, hurry. You’re so close. I want her. She needs to carry our young. Fuck her. And then I will, over and over again.
Brad pressed into Tasha slowly, gritting his teeth with every slow inch. “You’re so tight.”
“I can take you, Brad. Trust me, the fuller, the better.”
No filter for his mate and he loved that about her.
Hell, he loved so many things about her.
And maybe it was too soon, or he should be more cautious given his relationship history, but fuck it. He loved Tasha.
Once the frenzy was over, he’d prove it some more to her before he said it out loud.
His dragon roared. Stop thinking and start pumping.
Brad finally filled Tasha to the hilt, took one of her nipples into his mouth, and teased her with his tongue as he moved his hips slowly.
Her nails dug into his scalp, and she moved her own hips faster and faster.
His dragon hummed. Yes, yes. Give her more. Embrace the dragon side and fuck her quickly.
Releasing her nipple, Brad met Tasha’s gaze and never looked away as he pumped harder, taking care to rub her clit as he went, wanting—no needing—her to come even before he did.
His dragon spoke up. Don’t wait. Don’t. She’ll come anyway with us. I want my turn. Hurry up.
Brad ignored his beast, moving his hips fast enough for the sound of flesh hitting flesh to fill the air. He never stopped playing with Tasha’s clit as she gripped his shoulders. Even when she dug her nails in harder, he merely growled and increase his pace.
“Fuck, yes, right there, Brad. So close.”
He pressed her hard bud, and Tasha screamed as her pussy milked his cock. The pressure sent Brad over the edge, and with each jet of his semen, Tasha screamed louder.
When they both finally came down, he collapsed on top of Tasha, all while being careful to use his arms to keep from crushing her.
Merely having her warm body next to his while he was still inside her was fucking perfect. There was nowhere else he’d rather be than right here with his mate, the female he loved and wanted to convince to love him back.
His dragon roared. No more time for thinking, or planning, or human shit. It’s my turn. I want our mate.