“Not what I had planned.” He dragged one of his talons across the trail of gold. “But perfect all the same.” Oro licked above his design, his tongue warm and rough and arousing.
“The tea party?” She gazed at his handsome face from beneath lowered lashes, her body humming with sensation.
“No more talk of rival dragons and tea parties.” Oro’s lips quirked, his golden eyes glimmering with humor. “I must concentrate on my work of art, my dragon mate.” He moved the chain higher and slowly heated another link, the flames dancing over the gold.
Hailey held her breath as a drop of molten gold formed at the end of the chain, growing larger and larger, tugged into a teardrop shape by gravity, stretching, stretching, stretching until it finally fell, splattering on her nipple.
She screamed, jerking upward, and the stimulating heat dripped down her curves, leaving a path of ecstasy. Oro captured her, spanning the arch of her back with his rough palm, and he lifted her toward him, pressing her burning nipple against his cooler chest.
He nibbled along her jawbone, nipping at her skin before covering her lips, slipping his tongue between the seam, taking her mouth with stealth and surety, coating her taste buds with the flavor of meat and charcoal and man. She threaded her fingers through his soft, blond hair, holding him in place as he ravaged her mouth, his passionate assault causing her lips to hum and her heart to beat wildly.
He was a beast but her beast, tamed only by her hand, ready to defend her, and that knowledge thrilled her. After years of not knowing who or what she was, she’d found her place. She was a dragon and a dragon’s mate, their hearts connected by love, their bodies connected by gold.
“Again.” Oro laid her upon the silk sheets.
He was determined to drive her crazy. Hailey watched him heat the chain once more. “Where?” Where would he place the next drop? “Here?” She cupped her neglected breast, offering the curves to him.
“No.” He shook his head, a small smile curving his lips.
She swept her palms down her stomach to her mons, and looked up at him, one eyebrow cocked in question. “Or here?”
“Yes. That’s it.” He grinned, holding the chain above that smooth skin. She spread her pussy lips, pinching her folds, preparing for the burn, protective scales covering her tender flesh.
She hadn’t prepared enough. The drop of gold landed right above her clit, the heat scorching her. “Oro!” Hailey shrieked, rattling the windows as she came hard. She arched her back, her instinctual reaction causing the molten metal to slide over her pleasure button, sending another explosive orgasm over her.
“Hailey.” Oro drew her quivering body against his, rocking into her, pressing his hard cock into the stream of gold. “My female,” he murmured into her hair, soothing her until she stilled once more.
“My golden mate.” Oro wrapped the chain around her neck, the flimsy binding biting into her flesh yet not tight enough to restrict her breathing, and the passion within her sparked to life once more. “Beautiful.” He draped the ends over her breasts, one end cool, the other burning hot. “I’ll cover you with my gold.” He exhaled fire, heating her scales, melting the precious metal.
“Yes.” Hailey undulated against him as the streams of gold ran over her body, stimulating her into an erotic frenzy. “Cover me with your gold.” She wanted to be covered by his metal, his skin, and his cum.
“All over, Oro.” She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, pulled herself upward, and straddled his waist, pressing her pussy lips against his hard cock. “Make me your work of art.” Hailey rubbed against his shaft up and down, up and down, wetting him with her juices.
“So perfect.” He groaned and clasped her ass, squeezing and releasing her curves, while breathing fire down her back, warming her spine, and caressing the crevice between her ass cheeks. “My dragon.”
“Your dragon,” she agreed, teasing his earlobe with her teeth, nibbling and pulling at the delicate skin. “Claim me, Oro. Fill me with your big cock. Make me yours.”
“Mine.” He raked his talons lightly over her ass, sending shards of desire shooting across her skin. “You’re mine, Hailey.” He lifted her, positioning her entrance over his hard cock. “Now.” He murmured into her shoulder, pushing her downward. Hailey inhaled sharply as his shaft pushed up into her, stretching her. “And forever.”
“Forever,” she repeated as she took him completely into her, her pussy lips flattened against his base. She sat upon him, resting her cheek on his skin, reveling in the strong beating of his heart, the pumping of his blood, their bodies connected, and their souls entwined.
“Yes, forever,” Oro rumbled, the word spoken as a vow. He stroked over her back, tracing her backbone, his flames licking at her scales.
Hailey arched, leaning back farther and farther into the heat, his dragon fire bathing her face and her breasts, reheating the gold. He laid her upon the silk sheets, moving with her until he loomed over her, his face dark with passionate intent.
She clung to Oro’s neck as he pumped into her, their gazes meeting and holding, the reds and oranges of building desire coloring his golden eyes. He loved her slowly, leisurely, banking the embers of her ardor until her entire body glowed and she ached for more.
“Harder,” she begged. “Fast --”
He covered her mouth with his, swallowing her pleas and stealing her breath. As their tongues tumbled and tangled, he thrust deeper, harder, pushing her into the silk sheets, rocking the massive bed.
She panted into his mouth and twisted her fingers in his hair, clasping onto him as her wanting grew to unbearable levels. He grunted, capturing her wrists and pulling her hands to her sides, rendering her immobile, unable to touch him.
God
. He was an animal, dominating her completely, his hips pinning hers, and his hands holding her still. Oro ravaged her with hard, rough thrusts, driving his cock into her with dragon force, and she cried out her approval, needing more, more, more.
He met her needs, spiraling her desires higher until she whimpered with the severity of her passion. She entwined her fingers with his as his flames circled them, heat evaporating her excess moisture, steam rising from his shoulders. Skin slapped against skin. The bed creaked and rocked.
“Oro, please.” Hailey thrashed, losing control of her body.
“Come for me, mate,” he commanded, his voice gruff, and he bent his head and blew his fire between them, heating her breasts, her stomach, and her mons.
Hailey shrieked, bursting into fiery release, her body engulfed in flames. She yanked free of his grip and raked her talons across his back, piercing his scales, scenting the air with his blood.
He roared and thrust forward, filling her with his boiling hot cum, and setting off another wave of mind-blowing ecstasy. She bucked, trying to free herself of his weight, over-stimulated and sensitive to every touch. He rode her twisting form, forcing the prolonged orgasm.
“Oro.” She whimpered as she quieted, her brain turned to mush, her limbs limp.
“Beautiful.” He propped his body up with his arms and tenderly licked the tear tracks on her cheeks.
His hair stood straight up in places, and some of the ash from the burned silk sheets dusted his golden shoulders, but he was still the most handsome man she had ever seen, and he was hers. She spread her fingers over his chest. All hers.
“I love you.” Her cheeks heated as she realized what she’d said, the words escaping her lips before she could hold them back.
“Of course you do.” Oro grinned at her, his expression smug.
She rolled her eyes. Her golden dragon didn’t lack confidence in his worth.
He chuckled, the sound endearingly boyish and carefree. “I love you too.” Oro brushed her lips with his. “How could I not?” He pulled back and frowned. “But we’re not going to a dragon tea party.”
“I’ve already put it in your schedule.” Hailey smiled. There were perks to being his assistant.
“Why haven’t I fired you yet?” he grumbled against her skin.
“Because you love me.” Hailey wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly to her, her heart filled with joy. She was a dragon, mated and
loved
by a dragon.
And they were going to a tea party.
“I’ll need a new dress.” Hailey beamed, thrilled to have an excuse to go shopping. “And as I’ll be attending as your date, my dress will be a business expense!”
Oro groaned.
Cynthia Sax
Cynthia Sax lives in a world where demons aren’t all bad, angels aren’t all good, and magic happens every single day. Although her heroes may not always say, “I love you,” they will do anything for the women they love. They live passionately. They fight fiercely. They love the same women forever.
Cynthia has loved the same wonderful man forever. Her supportive hubby offers himself up to the joys and pains of research. He receives a daily briefing on what every character is doing. You can also learn what Cynthia Sax’s characters are doing by visiting her website at www.CynthiaSax.com or emailing her directly at [email protected].