Denarrion led Lissandra straight to the bed, but turned her back to it. “I think you’re wearin’ too many clothes.”
“You think so?” She raked him with her gaze, licking her lips as she imagined pressing her face against his ripped belly and inhaling his musky scent while curling her hands around his tight ass.
“Oh yeah.” A seductive smile curled his lips as his cock jerked. “Let me help you out of them.”
He gently grasped the edges of the shirt and trailed his fingers over the skin of her belly. She whimpered and shivered, the sensual touches lighting up forgotten pleasure centers in her body. Glory, it felt so good to have a man’s hands on her again.
It’s been too damn long.
Her heart thundered in her chest. It had been decades and she was out of practice. But she was ready to enjoy the hell out of what he was doing. She dropped her gaze toward the floor and ended up getting an eyeful of his straining cock. Denarrion wasn’t the largest male she’d ever had, but he was certainly large enough. Bigger than my toys at least.
She felt the heat of her thoughts bloom across her cheeks and swallowed hard before she raised her gaze again.
“Oh, glory, that feels awesome.”
His lips curled into a delighted grin and he rose, pulling her close. “You smell wonderful, Lissandra. Like all the best things in the world.” He nuzzled her neck.
“That’s the shampoo.” She groaned as he chuckled.
“Yeah, I don’t think so.” His ice blue eyes sparkled with mischief. “I think I’m gonna have to taste your entire body. Starting here.”
He crouched in front of her and kissed her belly when it became exposed. A tingle of electricity zinged through her where his lips touched, and she whimpered in surprise. His smirk widened and he pulled his shirt over her head.
“Sweet Goddess, your breasts are beautiful.” The reverence in his voice made her smile.
“So is your cock.”
He grinned as he trailed his fingers over her sensitive skin. “You think so? It’s pretty much like every other cock out there.”
“Ah, but this is a dragon’s cock.” She wrapped one hand around his smooth shaft and shivered with the hot skin against her palm. “That makes it very special.”
He chuckled, the dark, sultry sound revving up her arousal. “Yeah, well, today it’s yours as soon as we get you out of my clothes. Damn, they’ve never looked that good on me.”
“It all depends on how you wear them.” She winked and he grinned.
“I think I’d prefer you out of them.”
Denarrion laid gentle kisses on her collar bones and breasts. The brush of his lips and mustache tickled the tension out of her body, and tightened her nipples. She closed her eyes and gave into the sensations swamping her.
“You taste so sweet, Lissa.” He peppered her skin with kisses. “Like fire and spices. Better than anything I’ve ever tasted.”
“Come on. In your whole life?” She used a finger to tip his head up and leveled him with skepticism.
He met her stare with intense arousal. “In all my years.”
The sincerity in his voice shook her to her core and cream coated her nether lips. His nostrils flared as he inhaled her scent and the corners of his mouth curled upwards.
“You’re pretty smooth with the comebacks, but I’m not looking for flattery.”
His eyes widened as he dropped to his knees in front of her. “What would you prefer?”
“Honesty.” She tilted her head. “I’m pretty sure you’ve had a lot of experience with women in the centuries you’ve been alive, and while I like knowing you think I’m pleasing, I’d rather you didn’t fluff my feathers with hot air and bullshit.”
He lost his smile as he peeled the sweats off her hips and dropped them to the floor. But his gaze remained on hers. “I give my word I’ll never bullshit you, Lissa. I will always tell you the truth. And you are the sweetest woman I’ve ever been with.”
She held his gaze for a few moments before she smiled and nodded. “I can deal with no bullshit. And for the record, I think you’re pretty hot stuff, yourself. No pun intended.”
He chuckled and his hot breath warmed her mound. Heat seared her thighs as his hands slid over her ass. He stretched upwards, nuzzling her breasts with his cool nose. Denarrion opened his mouth and suckled the nearest nipple, making her moan. When he switched to her other nipple, the thumb of his opposing hand took over where his tongue had left off, flicking the hard nub gently to keep her aroused.
“Damn, woman, you smell good.”
He dropped his nose to the curled hairs of her mound and inhaled.
Lissandra jerked as the cool air flowed over her pussy lips and whimpered. Arousal roared through her, demanding she get closer to the heat he provided. She swayed forward into him.
“Easy there, cowgirl. I gotcha.” The broad Brooklyn accent washed over her, liquefying her legs until she wobbled in his embrace. “Whoa. Let’s get you into the shower before you collapse.”
Denarrion rose to his feet and pulled her close to him, her breasts brushing his chest. She gave into the urge to study the contrast between his golden skin and her pale hand.
“Hey.” He used one hand to tip her head up. “What’s up? Are you afraid of me, Lissa?”
Those silver-blue eyes mesmerized her, and she took her time to answer.
“No. I just can’t believe I get this opportunity for intimacy. It’s been a long time.”
He shot her a rueful smirk. “No pressure, right?”
“For whom? You or me?”
“Me.” He tilted his head. “To make it damn good for you.”
She let her gaze slide over his body. She followed the trail of hair down from his pectoral muscles in a tapered light brown line across his belly to his navel. She couldn’t see where it flared at his groin, but she could feel it pressed against her mound.
Electric arousal shot through her body when he shifted his hips, grinding his hard cock against her. He smelled like a breeze off a glacier, cool, fresh, and ancient, evoking images of rainy afternoons spent in the comfort of a lover’s arms.
The way he held her close and gazed at her suggested he could show her. He pushed her gently down on his bed and worked his legs between hers then settled his body over her.
“I thought we were getting into the shower.”
“Eh, you already took one and I’m more interested in exploring your body right here.”
Lissandra sighed, a twinge of uncertainty slithering through her as Denarrion kissed her neck and shoulders. She didn’t know what to do with her hands and she bit her lip and dropped them on bed.
He paused and met her gaze. “Are you okay, Lissa?”
She groaned and shook her head. “Yeah, I’m fine. I’m just out of practice at mating.”
She felt his laugh all the up way up her body and he grinned down at her.
“I think you’re doing all right.” Tenderness filled his eyes and he kissed the tip of her nose. “Besides, we aren’t mating. This is what the humans call ‘recreational sex’.” He gave her a sly look. “And since we can control our fertility, this is purely for enjoyment.” He cocked his head. “You are controlling it, right?”
She raised an eyebrow. “Yes. Are you?”
“Oh yeah.” He smirked. “So, let me show you how good it can be.”
He dropped his head and trailed kisses down her chest, pausing only to lick the undersides of her breasts. She gasped and fell into the sensations, arching her back to get closer to his wicked tongue. She hadn’t remembered the skin on different parts of her body could be more sensitive than others.
“Oh, Goddess, Denarrion!”
“You’re a goddess, Lissa.”
He retreated slowly down her body, skimming her skin with feather-light touches. Sparks of excitement flared with each brush of his lips, teasing and tantalizing until he paused at her mound. He looked back up her body as he rested between her knees.
“Have you enjoyed what I’ve done so far?”
Lissandra sobbed out a laugh. “I don’t think the word ‘enjoy’ could possibly encompass what I’m feeling. Let me put it to you this way, I’ll bite you if you stop.”
“Promises, promises.”
His deep chuckle sent her arousal surging, and all conscious thought stopped as he lowered his head, brushing lightly over the sensitive hairs on her nether lips. His breath tickled her even more and she gasped, squirming. His weight on her thighs held her within his grasp and he growled, sending heat shooting through her. His dominance excited her as much as the exquisite sensation of his tongue swiping the sensitive skin under the hairs.
Oh, Goddess, yes! More.
She let out a low moan as his warm and arched her back, wet tongue caressed her inner labia. He didn’t look up this time, sliding his tongue along the skin in one long, slow stroke. Electricity zinged through her when he reached the end of his stroke and sucked on her clit. She damn near melted off the bed.
Dear Goddess, how does he know where to touch me?
“Sweet glory, you taste better than anyone I’ve had before.”
His choice of words jarred her a little, but the brush of his lips and tongue pushed the disquiet away. He licked and nuzzled the sensitive skin between her legs while his hands traced imaginary lines on her inner thighs, building her pleasure and frustration.
“Oh, Goddess, Denarrion. Please.”
“Please, what, Lissa?”
His hands slid over her hips while his tongue concentrated on her clit. Each time his tongue slipped over it, bliss swamped her brain and a moan escaped from her throat. Power and emotions pressed into her mind with each touch, and her orgasm swelled.
“Please, what?” he repeated, pulling his head away.
“Please, more.” She wriggled her hips before his face.
“More what? This?”
He dipped his head and pressed his tongue into her entrance. She wailed her bliss as pleasure inundated her awareness.
“Or this?”
He sucked at her sweet spot and slid two fingers between her nether lips, massaging her flesh as he coated them with her juices. She damn near tipped over the edge of ecstasy. Each pull against her clit ramped her arousal up higher in time with his finger caresses.
“Lissa?”
Had he asked her a question? She struggled to bring her mind back to coherency.
“All of it. More sucking, licking…Just more.”
He rumbled in approval and wiggled his tongue against her clit. “More sucking your clit?”
“Yes!”
Denarrion chuckled at her vehemence and pulled her clit into his mouth just as he thrust one finger into her. She shrieked her pleasure and arched her back as he continued his onslaught of her senses. His hand moved gently in and out as he lapped at her with his tongue, but she squirmed to encourage him faster, harder.
It wasn’t enough. Each time he pushed into her, her body seemed to shout triumph through her brain, only to wail with frustration when he withdrew. She panted with each withdrawal, rocking her hips to increase the pleasure, and her body tightened like a bow string. Just a little more…
“Come for me, Lissa.”
He sucked her into his mouth hard and drove a second finger into her. Lissandra lost all control, riding his tongue and his fingers as she toppled over the precipice into ecstasy. She shot into the stars of bliss, roaring her joy and delight. He kept up his ministration until the orgasm dwindled and her body relaxed from its taut lines.
“Holy Mother.” She looked back down at him. “I had no idea it could be like that.”
He grinned his Puckish smile at her as he licked his lips.
“I’m glad you approve, Miz Charforest.” He pushed back from her, his cock standing out rigidly from his body as he offered her his hand. “But come on. I promised you a shower and what kind of a host would I be if I didn’t make sure you were all cleaned up after that tongue-lashing?”
Lissandra laughed and wondered if she could convince him to give her more ‘tongue-lashings.’ Glory, I hope so. His pale blue eyes gleamed as he drew her into the bathroom, lighting more fires within her belly and lower. Each muscle in his backside captured her attention as he leaned in to start the shower water.
Um-hmm, I like his human form.
Pleasure still hummed through her as he drew her under the spray. He adjusted the shower heads before he sat her down between his legs with her back to his chest. She relaxed against him as his hands slid over her thighs to caress her mound. A ridge of heated steel pressed against her spine, and she ached to help him find his release.
“But what about you? I’d like some of that special dragon’s cock.” She shifted to smirk at him.
His chuckle rumbled through her back. “Don’t worry about me. This is about you today. I get pleasure from reminding you how wonderful this can be. It’s for you to enjoy.”
He gently pushed her head forward and down, allowing the spray to soak her hair. She hung there, closing her eyes. She soaked in the sensations of the water on her back and his cock pressed against her ass. A little thrill of pleasure zinged through her and she resisted the urge to wriggle against him.
It had been so long since someone had taken care of her, in any capacity, and she reveled in it. Denarrion filled his palm with shampoo and scrubbed it into her scalp with expert fingers. Comfort and relaxation followed, and she closed her eyes, nestling into his chest. The hard press of his cock against her tail bone added a level of eroticism to an otherwise ordinary event.
“Rinse for me, now.”
His Brooklyn accent wrapped pleasure and delight around her as she leaned forward to submerge her head under the spray. How could his voice be so sexy? She scrubbed her hair, the scent of his sandalwood shampoo filling the space. A bubble of joy welled up at the thought of smelling like him.
He squeezed some body wash onto a puff, working it into lather before he met her gaze and gave her his Puckish smile.
“Ready for the rest?”
She nodded, too relaxed to use her voice.
He slid the puff over her skin, smoothing the lather across her body. It felt delightfully scratchy with the rough material gently abrading. She groaned with pleasure. When his other hand slid up her other side, the familiar electricity she’d experienced at the reservoir zinged through her again, making her grunt in surprise.
“Did I hurt you?” He paused.
“No. Just didn’t expect your hand…there.”
They both looked down where his fingers brushed her hip.
“Would you rather I put it here?” His free hand dipped into the gap between her legs, stroking her nether lips.
“Oh yes, there is perfect.” She rocked her hips to increase the pressure.
“Yeah, I think there is great.”
He growled as he washed her slowly, taking time to pleasure her body with nothing more than touches. Each one excited her until her breath quickened, her heartbeat hammering in her ears. She arched, pushing out her chest and he raised his hands to soap her breasts with careful motions.
She gasped as the puff snagged her nipple and he rumbled at her back, dropping the puff to pluck the hardening nubs with his fingers. Each squeeze sent fire to her pussy and she soaked the bench with her own juices. She shoved her breasts into his soapy hands and moaned as he massaged them. The nipples tightened with arousal and she wondered where her body had gotten so much stamina. Probably from lack of use.
“Ah, Lissa, you’re a dream.”
Before she could answer, Denarrion dropped light kisses to the back of her neck and all the stiffness drained out of her bones. The kisses rebuilt her arousal from the ashes of her afterglow. He slid his hands over her belly and between her thighs until his deft fingers stroked her pussy, pulling a gasp from her chest.
To her surprise, he only let his fingers feather over her with soothing caresses. She stifled a groan of frustration as his hands descended over her thighs and down her legs, smoothing on the soap. There are other parts of your body besides your tits and pussy. Yes, but she didn’t want his hands anywhere else at the moment. She sighed and tried to enjoy his touches, banking back her arousal.
“Stand up for me.”
“Why?”
“So I can wash that sexy ass.”
Lissandra’s limbs felt like Jell-O, but she forced strength back into them and stood with his help.
“You all right?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
She hissed when his hands hit her back and butt as the erotic energy surged through her again. Why did his touches affect her this way? She’d never felt anything like it before, but she didn’t want it to stop.
“Oh, that feels great, Denarrion.”
“Yeah? Just let me finish off here and I can show you some other great things.”
She turned under the spray to rinse and watched him lather his body in efficient motions. Her hands itched to do it, but she contented herself with the hot water and a personal peep show. She’d always appreciated the male human form, but Denarrion had redefined the standard. She particularly liked the way his penis stood out from his torso, jutting proudly upward with a slight curve when hard.
He caught her watching as he cleaned himself and slowed his hands over his cock and balls, making it more of an exhibition. His shaft hardened under her gaze. She couldn’t take her eyes off his hands as they slid seductively over his scrotum and lifted the sac. She licked her lips as he rubbed his hand up his shaft and over the engorged head of his cock.
She swallowed hard, the urge to kneel before him and wrap her lips around it making her tremble. She’d had plenty of sex over the years without Mikelorrion, but they’d been quick one-night-stands without much intimacy, and no blowjobs. She’d never craved a male’s cock in her mouth before, but Denarrion’s veined shaft tempted her. Excitement and need flooded between her legs as she watched him caress his flesh.
“You like what you see?”
She raised her gaze and found him smiling lazily at her, pleasure and arousal in his eyes. The challenge she read lit her on fire.
“More than just like.”
She grinned as she dropped to her knees between his legs and threw her arms around him, lavishing kisses on his chest and belly. She pushed him to the wall and flattened her body against him, rubbing her aching nipples against his hardening cock.
He groaned and tipped his head back, closing his eyes. “Oh, fuck yeah, Lissa. That’s damn hot.”
His slick, hot flesh slid between her breasts and more of her juices dripped from her nether lips. She kissed his chin and his Adam’s apple, pulling another groan from him. He dropped his head forward, the fire in his icy eyes warming her more than the cascading water as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder blades. She wriggled her belly against his hard shaft.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
She offered him a wicked grin. “Washing you.”
Desire flared in his eyes and he leaned forward, capturing her mouth as he drew her face up to his. Lissandra hadn’t kissed much using her human camouflage. It had seemed superfluous, but Denarrion’s attentions ramped up her arousal with each brush of his tongue. He opened his mouth and licked the seam of her lips. She opened her mouth in surprise, moaning as his tongue wrapped around hers and stoked her arousal up to “blazing” from “insistent”. While their tongues tangled, she dropped her hands to his groin and grasped the hardness between them, pulling on the hot skin.
He moaned and pushed her back a little.
“Stop, Lissa, I don’t think I can hold back much longer if you keep doing that.”
“I don’t want you to hold back.” She reveled in the burning arousal firing her blood.
“But this is for your pleasure and I want to make sure of it.” He caught her wrist and held her hand still, though his cock flexed within her grip.
“If this is for my pleasure then I want all I can get, and part of it is pleasuring you.” She squeezed her hand and licked her lips, daring him to stop her ministrations.
“But—”
“No butts. That would hurt. Just in my pussy.” She ground said anatomy against his right leg.
He growled in return and lifted her up. She yelped in surprise as he shoved his knees between her thighs, one hand reaching up to cup her sex.
“Oh, you’re wet for me here.”
She wriggled her hips against his fingers as she eyed his straining shaft with need. “Wet and ready.”
“You want to give me pleasure?”
“Yes.”
“Then ride me hard, my dragon lady.”
He grasped her hip with one hand and his raging cock with the other, urging her down. She didn’t wait for a second invitation. She rocked her hips back until his hot tip brushed her nether lips then she slid down onto his cock.
The intrusion seared her with its glorious pleasure, her pussy clamping down as she wailed her delight. The electricity so much a part of their connection shot through her, making her tremble. Denarrion rumbled a groan full of relief and satisfaction, his eyes blazing with his desire.
“Oh, yeah.”
Bracing her hands against his shoulders, she lifted her hips, dragging her pussy off his shaft. The electricity teased her core and her clit, making her squeal. Then she dropped, his cock filling her completely. She rose and dropped again, his hands steadying her as the pleasure built. Each time her clit rubbed along his hard shaft, her arousal surged stronger.
Her need built as she kept rocking, harder and faster, until he reached between them and rubbed his thumb on her clit.
She screamed as her ecstasy seared her mind. The pleasure of the water beating against her back and the hard, hot flesh between her legs drove her harder against his cock and hand.
“Lissandra, I’m going to come!” He ground out the words through clenched teeth. “You have to slow down.”
She couldn’t slow down even had the desire existed. Her only response to his imperative was a very dragon-like growl and she ground her hips down onto him harder. He growled right back in response and slammed his cock up into her as his arms wrapped around her back, holding her to him.
Their orgasms broke over them at the same time. She let out a roar as she bore down, her inner muscles clamping around his hard shaft with all their strength. He snarled and sank his teeth into her shoulder, holding her still as his cock pumped his release deep into her slick channel.
Lissandra dimly realized he’d marked her as True Bonded dragon mates. Mikelorrian never did that. Her mind wanted to analyze, but another wave of bliss from both his cock and his teeth swamped her cognitive abilities. She dove in head-first and allowed herself to revel in it.
Sweet Goddess, I’m Denarrion’s True Bonded mate.