by Kiki Howell
“You wanted to join. That’s what we’ll do.” Rough and hurried, his words seemed to tumble from him in a way she’d never experienced before.
When the tip of his cock rubbed up and down the seam of her folds, Bronwyn was lost to making sense after that.
“Take me,” she found herself saying as he continued to work his cock along her seam.
As if in punishing retribution, he circled her hardened nub of her clit with his tip before running his length up and down her drenched inner walls. Sounds of her nectar coating his cock penetrated the space, but not enough for her to want to stop or get embarrassed. This was the best feeling she’d ever experienced.
Her inner walls in her channel began to contract as if reaching for him to come inside. Sensing this, he looked down.
“You’re tight, but your body is ready to welcome me home.”
“Do it, please baby, do it now,” she moaned.
Widening her legs to see, she watched as he guided his huge cock inside. Slow at first, she winced but bit down on the searing heat and pain that shot through her. It hurt and felt so good at the same time. He withdrew, looked and rubbed the length of himself along her pussy lips again. This time, he rubbed against her clit until she saw blue dancing lights in her heightened arousal.
“Mac, please?”
“Please what?” he asked.
“Please,” was all she could manage to say, over and over.
He continued to rub her clit as her thigh muscles, and pussy lips tightened around his shaft. Increasing his speed, she bucked up and down against him until she climaxed, hard.
“Good, come all over my cock. Give me that orgasm.”
And she did.
Once her body began to settle down, and she could see well enough to look at him again, he started once more. This time rubbing his tip along the length of her opening. Like a loyal dog wanting to play, her pussy rebounded clenching and grabbing for his cock again. This time, he leaned in and with force so strong she scooted at least a foot up the bed, he plunged in.
Her body shook, trembled and convulsed around his throbbing cock as he held her tight. White hot pain forged a path up her channel into her belly and splintered off into her upper body. Mac withdrew slow, only to return hard and forceful again. Another pain shot through her, but it was mitigated by the edge of pleasure, sultry and smooth.
“Ooh...”
“Yes, my love, your body is opening to me. Breathe and let me in.”
Mac moved within her again, this time keeping a slow and even pace. Each time he withdrew, her body felt void and empty. Soon, he was plunging into her with a power and pleasure she couldn’t have described if her life depended on it. Lowering her legs to wrap them back around his hips, he hovered over her, found his new angle and plunged in deeper. Long strokes followed by grinding his hips had him seated fully inside. She felt him fill her up and it was ecstasy.
“You feel so good.”
“Tell me how you want it,” his words sent tingles straight to her pussy.
“Do me harder. Fuck me, Mac.”
He obliged. When she thought she’d come again, he pulled out and sat back.
“Wait? I’m so close,” she moaned.
“I know.”
“Then why?”
“Because I want you to be aware of what’s about to happen. When we climax, the joining will commence. Remember, there might be more pain.” Looking down at his cock, he added, “The amount of your virginal bloodshed tells me you’ll be sore if we don’t stop soon.”
“Mac, for the last time, I’m fine. Come back and stop neglecting me!”
Laughter was followed by him eyeing her. “Only if you tell me how you want me to take you next.”
“I already told you. I want you to fuck me. Do it any way you want.”
“How?”
“Any way you want, just make it hard enough for me to feel your heartbeat inside me.”
Masculine beauty smiled back at her, releasing a devastating smile as he said, low and sexy, “You are my life. I’m gonna fuck you like you’re unbreakable and then hold you as the delicate, precious soul you are.”
Grabbing her hips, he tossed her over onto her stomach, wedged her legs open with his knee and was seated back inside her deep and hard. At this angle, Bronwyn could feel his length moving in and out of her against the bed. Mac fucked her harder than anything she could have imagined, and she loved it. It was what she needed. Each powerful thrust forged a bond stronger and deeper between them. He took her over and over. Changing positions, whispering promises about them, their future, and his love for her.
She’d climb the mountain of climax only to be snatched to a new and higher plateau. Her Dragon was inhumanly human in his capacity to make love to her. In their lovemaking, it was more than obvious he was a man driven by the strength of his Dragon.
When he pulled out, Bronwyn wanted to weep for him to come back only to be greeted by his tongue whisking her up into a new realm of arousal. Done with tonguing her into submission, he was back to filling her up with his thick, huge cock. Over and over, he took her in different ways and positions, only allowing her to catch her breath for a few seconds before devouring her body again.
Seated against the headboard of his massive bed, he brought her to sit on his cock facing him. Her foot free of pain, flexible, and able to manage the position, she sank down, retaking him into her body.
“We’re about to join. I want us to be in positions of equality. I’ll never Lord over you. Without you, there is no family, future happiness, or constant joy for me. Sit on me, looking me straight on, equal, as we join. I esteem you above all others, my love.” He solidified this vow with a kiss.
Returning the kiss, Bronwyn gasped in pleasure as he began to retake them up the mountain to orgasmic bliss. Staring deep into each other’s eyes, they rose above the temporal world to access new realities. Deeper and deeper he entered her, as Bronwyn took in more and more of him. If she could, she’d devour him into her body, never to leave.
Then, as if the walls of the room exploded, her body leaped into supreme bliss expanding her comprehension of all things. Mac kept her focused on him as they hurdled through dimensions never known to her before. He tightened his embrace, holding her so close, they shared the same exchange of breaths. His Dragon came to her, pouring knowledge, wisdom, understanding, visions, and pure energy into her essence. Fire, hotter that ten thousand suns wicked away her flesh until she could feel no more. The pain was real and yet distant.
All she felt was Mac’s tight embrace and even tighter connection. This was the joining. It was magnanimous, taking over every iteration she could comprehend of existence. What she knew meant nothing in comparison to the expansion of everything down to the bone and marrow. Larger, deeper, truer, higher, wider; every aspect of awareness went on to infinity. Without having to try, she knew things about Mac, herself and life that had to be a gift given through her connection to the Dragon.
Breathe bounded into her, producing a pressure pop in her ears as Bronwyn was back in her body climaxing with Mac. It wasn’t until they crested that she realized she’d embedded her fingernails into his back enough to draw blood. That didn’t matter as much as how hot her insides were. Inferno would be a great way to explain the sensation or mounting fire that dwelled within her belly.
“Mac, can you feel that?”
“Yes, it’s the rendering of your gifts from my Dragon. Hold on, I’ve got you.”
Tightening her clasp on her mate, Bronwyn buried her head into the crook of his shoulder and rode out the wave of experiences. Forever and a second is what time felt like locked in the joining with her mate. Still, inside her, Mac’s body buzzed with life, energy, and power. Jolts, shocks, pulses transferred into her the longer they held on. What was missing? The pain he feared so much for her. Through the different phases they endure, Bronwyn felt stronger and stronger.
When everything within and without returned to what would appear
as normal, she had confirmation that Mac was her bond mate and that their joining was a good, solid one.
“My love, are you all right?” he asked as she attempted to lift up and off of him.
Their bodies were slick with sweat and hot like a fever as she moved up and over to sit beside her mate.
“That was like some mind-bending fantasy movie,” was all she could get out.
“Yes, but are you all right? Was it painful for you? I tried as best I could to transfer any pain I sensed away from you.”
“What? Where did you send it?”
“Into me,” he said as if it were nothing big.
“Baby, oh my God, you shouldn’t have done that. I felt nothing but amazing.” Looking to inspect him for any outward signs of pain, she ran hands over his body.
“Stop that, or we’ll be right back where we began.”
“Hold still. I’m checking to make sure you’re okay.”
“I’m fine. Remember, Dragon here. I can produce fire, fly and work magic.”
“Yeah, but are you okay? How do you feel?”
“Like the love of my life, my mate, my heart is caring for me as we sit here naked in bed together. That would equate to awesome.”
Eyeing him before she gave in to believe what he said, a new wave of love washed over her. This man! He’d been so thoughtful as to siphon off the pain for her to become his mate.
“My Dragon, my love.” She shook her head still not fully able to believe what they’d just shared. “You better never do anything to put yourself in danger on my behalf. I want you to be with me as much as for me. What if something had happened to you? That would be like you widowing me at the altar.”
Smiling broad and happy he nuzzled her nose. “Altar, that reminds me. You need to let me know when you want to have the human marriage ceremony. I’ll need to get into my parents' calendars to make sure they’re stateside. Then I can get my sister to coordinate with my brother and make sure they’re all here.”
“Whoa wait. Marriage ceremony? Why do you think I want that?”
Storm clouds threatened to move into his eyes as he focused on here again.
“Because we’re the equivalent of human married now, I thought it would be nice for us to have that ceremony as well. That way I can make sure you’ve got access to my finances and other things. Plus, I need to get you listed as a beneficiary to my estate.”
“Hold up. I thought Dragons lived forever. Why do I need all that?”
“We live way longer than humans, but death and dying are a part of our life cycles as well. I want you protected by me in every way.” Then softening his eyes to take her in anew, he said, “We have time to figure all that out. How about we grab a quick nap. Then I’ll feed you and help you get your day started.”
At the mention of her day, all the things she’d had on her calendar for clients came rushing back to the front of her mind.
“Oh! My phone. Mac, would you...”
“Sure thing. I’ll get it from downstairs—after we nap together.”
“After?”
“Yes, after. That’s something I need from my mate. I need to cuddle up with you now that I’ve got you naked, in bed, and properly joined to me.”
Refusing to continue trying to figure out how she felt about marrying him for all the world to know and see, Bronwyn took the easy route and laid down in his arms. Soon she was in dreamland flying high with her Dragon.
Chapter Sixteen
MAC
“Bronwyn, what do you do for these guys?”
“What, why do you ask?” She reached for the phone he passed over to her.
They hadn’t made it from the bed yet, but after another round of soul-satisfying sex, Bronwyn had demanded he go downstairs and get her phone. He rejoined her in bed, marveling at how beautiful she was naked. Watching and trying not to stare like a love-sick puppy, he took in her every move as she found a comfortable position to read her phone notifications.
Settled in a comfortable spot and looking at the face of the device, the light from the phone screen cast an eerie glow over her visage. Even with the phone’s lighting, her natural beauty overwhelmed him. He still couldn’t believe that she’d become his mate.
Maintaining silence to allow her time to finish up checking her messages he almost burst out laughing when embarrassment swept in. In the silence of their bedroom, the sound of her stomach growling was so loud and long, it caused Mac to stop and stare in appreciative amazement.
He finally did burst out laughing, falling over.
To his enjoyment, she followed.
“You’re a mean old Dragon,” she said, still laughing and licking her tongue out at him.
Caught up in the bliss of the moment, he wanted to give her the fucking world. If he could, he’d lasso the rings of Saturn and present them to her on a platter. For now, he was failing at the simple stuff. He had to make sure his mate ate. Although it felt great, they couldn’t subside on love alone.
Holding the Boy Scout honor sign, he assured her, “I promise on my family honor I’m going to feed you. I’m not a brute.”
“I know you will, baby. Just make sure it’s great food, and I’ll be meek and mild. Feed me crap and watch out.”
“Or what?”
She thought about it. “I guess not much, seeing as I just burned more calories being chased around this bed with you than I do in a week.”
“Yep, I told you, you’ll have to learn how to keep up. When you get done with that thing,” he said, pointing to the phone that was occupying a lot of her attention, “I could go for another quickie. You in?” He waggled his eyebrows and reached for the absurdly wobbly bun of hair that wobbled around as she moved.
“Hey!” she swatted his hand away. Boy, her reflexes were fast. “Venus Flytrap, remember? Feed me, Seymour, feed me!” She burst out into another round of giggles he loved to hear.
“Oh yeah, food. Must remember to feed mate if I want mate to stay nice to me.” Her laugh was a burst of joy as she made more faces and pointed to her tummy. Ideas of what to feed her started coming fast and furious. He wasn’t sure what was thawed out, but he’d get whatever she wanted to eat. “Do you want to go out for food, me to order in, or I cook? I can grill some steaks, shrimp, and chicken and have Danny bring by some fixings.”
“Huh? You cook too? Come to think of it, I haven’t eaten since...”
“Since too long, based on that hangry growl your stomach made. As for cooking, yes, I’m able to function and take care of myself. My parents were actually good at parenting. They made sure we’d survive this big, bad, world before kicking us out of the nest.”
“A Dragon in the big, bad, world, right.” The wink she gave him made his dick twitch.
Man, his thirst for her was growing faster than he’d thought. Mac adjusted to put his stiffening cock between his legs.
“Too late, I already saw. Let me finish up here, and then we can see about doing something about that,” she said, not looking up from the screen of the phone.
“What are you talking about?” He tried to play innocent.
“I’m talking about my mate’s thirst rising. Yes, your Dragon imparted a lot to me. Come here.” She smiled and returned her attention to the cell phone. Coming close to scoop her up into his lap, he saw that the screen showed she still had sixty-eight messages.
“How in the world did you manage to get so many messages so fast? I have companies around the world and don’t have that many.”
“You have a staff, I have me. You get way more than I do. Your staff makes sure you only see a small fraction of them. Besides, most of them are from one client freaking out over his girlfriend. It’s no big deal.”
Curiosity and something about this client had him pulling her over into his lap.
“Tell me more about this guy.”
“Why, I sense your hackles are up about something.”
“Wow you're amazing, you know that?”
“Yes, that’s why y
ou picked me.”
“No, we picked each other. My Dragon was just clever enough to reach you sooner than later.”
“That’s so sweet and will get you everything, as soon as I clear out these messages.”
“So, what’s the guy’s deal?” For some reason, Mac couldn’t let it go.
“Oh, nothing much. The usual. He wants me to come by and help him get his girlfriend to go home.”
“Are you kidding me? Please tell me you haven’t done that for him?”
“Well?”
“Bronwyn, that’s going way past your boundaries. Are you a concierge or a third wheel in his fucked-up sense of relationships?” Hearing how strong and fast he’d jumped to this point, even Mac had to admit that he was getting a little too upset about the client. His Dragon was right there with him though. “Hey, I’m sorry. I promise I’m not that guy, getting upset about the least little thing. It’s just something about this guy that I don’t like when it comes to you. Has he ever tried anything with you?”
She looked at him like he had a sparkler coming out of his forehead. “No, he’s great. I don’t usually see him when I do errands.”
“Good. So, what are you going to tell him?” Mac tried to play nonchalant, but she saw right through him.
“I already told him my ankle and foot are broken and that I’ll be unable to provide his normal services for at least the next two weeks. That’s the standard reply I’ve sent up on an email blast to my list of all my clients. I just sent it to him and the others I had on my calendar for the next few days.” Looking over at him with warmth and assurance, she said, “I’m not going to let him guilt me into trying to do anything. Now that I’ve seen the little I have through our joining, life looks different. I’m done jumping through hoops for pennies. Plus, you’re right. I’m done being the girlfriend whisperer.”
“The what?”
“Girlfriend whisperer.”
“Bronwyn, what the hell sort of business are you running? I see why these guys flock to you. You’re like the mother they can pay and not have to spend Sunday dinner with.”
