by Alisa Woods
“I’m all… yours, baby… Forever.” My words are broken by the ferocity of his pounding.
“Ahhh!” he says, but it’s frustration, not ecstasy. He sinks deep in me, then leans forward, his hand circling around to my front. “Come for me, woman.” And with his cock filling me like no other—I’ve literally had no one close to his size before—his fingers work their magic on my swollen nub.
“Oh, fuck, yes.” I claw at the comforter anew. Niko’s skills in bed are fucking insane. Sometimes I’m practically coming just with the heated looks he gives. Sometimes he torments me with his tongue for an hour before he lets me come. We’ve already spent a little time in the dungeon, where he strapped me to the edging bench, bringing me right to the brink then backing off, again and again, until I was ready to murder him. But when he finally made me come, it went on for fucking minutes. He had to carry me back to our room. But now… now his fingers are working me hard, and in no time, I’m screaming and clenching his cock, riding that hot orgasm for all it’s worth. It goes on and on, and somehow, having him still and hard and massive inside me just wrenches out every last bit of pleasure.
When the peak finally passes, he pulls out and says, roughly, “On your back, my love.”
“What?” I’m literally dazed by the orgasm, it was so intense.
“I want to kiss you while we make a child in your womb.” His gravelly voice—his words—have me flailing to flip over and give him what he wants. He helps me, grabbing both wrists and hauling me to the head of the bed. There are railings there, just like in our bedroom. And I know by now what he likes, so I grab hold, legs wide for him, back arched in anticipation. He climbs over me until his lips reach mine, his cock poised to take me again. “You complete me, Ember Dubois.” His words are hushed, whispered, suddenly formal. I gaze up at him, but he’s too close, lips brushing as he speaks. “Your soul is my soul. Your heart beats with mine. You are the greatest treasure I will ever have.”
I don’t know what to say, but it doesn’t matter, because he’s sliding inside me once again, long and slow and so filling and complete there are no words necessary. This joining of bodies is the fulfillment of our joining of hearts and literally of souls.
“My love, my love,” he whispers as he slides into me again and again, reverent and slow. He’s taking his time now, hands skimming my body, mouth plundering mine as his cock fills me again and again. The slow and steady beat of our lovemaking builds and builds the pleasure until it’s trilling throughout my body, every part from my toes to my fingers digging into his back vibrating with need. So much need. His ragged breath, the tremble of his lips, tells me he’s getting close. He’s guiding this, so I hold back. I know what he wants: us both coming together as we make our child. I have no way to know, of course, if this will be the time. It might take a hundred more. But this is the first time in this bed with his soul mate… and I want it to be as glorious as he’s always imagined.
It’s so slow in coming that when the peak arrives, it catches me by surprise. Niko’s rhythm speeds up. He clutches at my hair, tipping my head back and kissing me. The sudden change in speed and angle has me rocketing to the peak. I cry out into his mouth, back arching into his thrust, my orgasm convulsing around his cock and throughout my body. He groans deep and goes still, buried completely as he gushes his seed inside me. He holds like that, panting and grunting as he comes and comes. When he’s emptied himself, we come down together, our bodies molded together on the bed. I’ve never been so sated, so boneless. So lacking in any desire to move ever again.
He shifts his head to the side to whisper in my ear. “That was fucking insane.”
“You’re incredibly romantic.” My laugh is deep inside and shakes both the bed and us.
He pulls back to give me an amazed look. “Please tell me you enjoyed that.”
“Hated every second.” I can’t contain my grin. “Please do it again.”
He smiles, kisses me tenderly, and to my utter amazement, he does exactly that.
Ember and Niko are on their way to their HEA, but will Cinder wake up? And whose mate will she be? Find out in My Dragon Keeper (Broken Souls 2).
When you’re destined to be the soul mate of a dragon, what’s love got to do with it?
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Nothing makes any sense.
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I wake up in a hospital bed with no memory of the last two weeks, no idea where I am, and a hot guy tending my every need. Well, not every need… not yet. But he’s hot as sin and twice as sweet.
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Next thing I know, I’m confessing all my sins—and the darkness I’m still carrying inside.
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What have I done that I can’t remember?
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Then he starts talking about a magical race of dark elves and soul mates and… I’m running for the door.
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Because I’ve finally cracked and none of this can be real.
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Cinder’s a soft-hearted photographer. Aleks is a dragon whose time is running out… she might not be his soul mate, but try telling that to his heart.
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Read on for an excerpt from My Dragon Keeper:
Watching Cinder is like waiting for a bird with a broken wing to heal.
Only I don’t know what part of this gorgeous Dragon Spirit has been shattered. Her body is recovering—the dark circles under her eyes are gone; the cracked lips are healed. She’s coming back from being starved while captured by the Vardigah, the bastard dark elves who held her and did something to her. I’m sure she was taken because of us—because she was destined to be a soul mate to a dragon somewhere—and that hangs some fucking heavy guilt on my heart. But that’s not why I’m here. And it’s not why I haven’t left her side for more than a few minutes since we rescued her.
I made her a promise.
Two promises, actually. The first one was out loud for other people to hear. She said something about a girl named Julia, who she wanted me—us, someone—to rescue. She said it in one of her fevered states, so I don’t even know if that’s real… but I promised all the same. The second was a whisper for her alone. That I knew she was Dragon Spirited. That she would live and love and become the mate of some lucky dragon. Even if she hadn’t had the mark—the same as her twin sister, Ember, now mated to the Lord of our Lair—I could hear her dragon spirit in her feverish words. Not asking for help. Not crying out for comfort. But seeking help for someone else, someone trapped by an enemy that had waged a genocidal war on my people and nearly destroyed them. That was Cinder Dubois’ dragon spirit speaking directly to me, and once we were alone, I vowed to that spirit I would not leave her side until she was whole again. Not just the physical recovery from whatever the Vardigah had done, but whatever else she needed, including finding her other half—because that was the very least she deserved for all her suffering because of us.
Cinder makes a small murmuring noise. She shakes her head like she’s saying no, but then sinks deeper into the pillow. Her beautiful dark hair is fanned out across the white linens. The fever that blushed her pale cheeks for the first few days is gone. It’s been two weeks since Cinder returned, and she occasionally wakes and eats, but mostly, she sleeps. Her lips part in a sigh that captivates me. She’s talking more now—sometimes when she’s awake—but she’s still confused. Yet I hang on every word, looking for clues to help her heal. The human doctors can find nothing wrong with her, and dragons don’t need medicine—our bodies keep us healthy and youthful in appearance until the bitter end. Once upon a time, we’d give our blood to the witches, and they’d use it for healing spells for humans. I’d give blood for Cinder in a heartbeat, but those arts are lost now.
I’m waiting for her to say something after her sigh, but it doesn’t come.
She just returns to her light, restless sleep, so I go back to gazing out the window.
We’re in the mated dragon’s honeymoon cottage, tucked in one of the Thousand Islands, but far from the lair’s castle. The cottage is a tiny place, built for privacy, and we’re hiding out here in case the Vardigah come back for her. We can’t risk them finding the lair and finishing us for good. But Nikolais—my friend and brother dragon—is on standby to teleport in and rescue her, should the Vardigah come hunting. Ember as well. They’re mated, so their powers include that ability among others. I’m standing guard and offering what I hope is comfort during Cinder’s recovery. Ember gets freaked during visits, so I think it helps her to know I’m always here.
Not that I would be anywhere else.
Cinder draws in an audible breath and opens her eyes.
I beam a smile and lean forward on my chair next to her bed. “Hello, sunshine.”
She squints. “Who’re you?”
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Lucian is a Dragon Prince of the House of Smoke...and he’s dying. He has to spawn a dragonling or face the death of another mate. When he rescues a beautiful woman, he has to seduce her without losing his heart, and before he turns feral forever.
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He trains imperial concubines in the arts of the bedroom...
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I visit the grand harem of the Ottoman Empire once a year. The eunuch guards would behead me if they could. To be fair, they don’t expect lovers to fly off the balcony and into the night.
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Being dragon has its perks. Like playing in Nuriye’s bed.
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If only the fates will allow it.
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Akkan wants one last night of pleasure before risking his heart with a return home, but a runaway servant girl who saves him from the guards also complicates his plans… and may be just the thing he needs most.
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Jared (Book 3)
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Kiss of a Dragon (Book 1)
Heart of a Dragon (Book 2)
Fire of a Dragon (Book 3)
Chosen by a Dragon (Book 4)
Seduced by a Dragon (Book 5)
Touched by a Dragon (Book 6)
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Marked by a Dragon (Book 8)
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Of Bards and Witches: Leonidas’s Story (Book 10)
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Guardian of Light (Book 2)
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Seraphim (Book 4)
Prince of Shadow (Book 5)
Tempted: Tajael’s Story (Book 6)
Kiss of an Angel: A Christmas Story (Book 7)
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My Dragon Mate (Book 3)
My Dragon Bodyguard (Book 4)
My Dragon Lover (Book 5)
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Alisa Woods lives in the Midwest with her husband and family, but her heart will always belong to the beaches and mountains where she grew up. She writes sexy paranormal romances about complicated men and the strong women who love them. Her books explore the struggles we all have, where we resist—and succumb to—our most tempting vices as well as our greatest desires. No matter the challenge, Alisa firmly believes that hearts can mend and love will triumph over all.
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