by Brenda Trim
Angus kissed her as he walked them to the bed. The movement tortured his cock further, and heightened his demanding lust. He tossed her to the bed, and she bounced on the mattress.
Before he ravaged her senseless, Angus took a mental snapshot of how she looked. Her long green hair spread across the pillow, turquoise eyes glazed with desire, and her back arched in need. He was one lucky fucking dragon.
“Gods, you are beautiful, love. I want to go slow, but you drive me fucking insane,” Angus admitted, and prowled up the bed.
“Good. I love when you relinquish your position as king, and it’s just male and female, giving and taking what they need. I want you raw and unleashed. I am the one being in the universe who gets that from you,” Keira replied.
Her words hit home. With Keira, Angus could let go of his power and control, giving into his weaknesses. He could be vulnerable because he trusted Keira. She wouldn’t take advantage or betray him. This was the one place where he was simply a male in love with his female.
He positioned his hips between her thighs, and nestled into Keira’s moist haven. She moaned, then sat up and licked his nipple, sucking it into her mouth. It felt so fucking good as her wet tongue explored the area. Angus’s mind went blank as pleasure exploded, and he felt a burning pleasure rock through his body.
“Mmm, my dragon likes that,” she moaned and then grabbed his shaft, stroking its length. The burn intensified wherever she touched. She knew exactly how to take charge. His body quivered with need, and it worsened when she guided the head of his cock to her core.
Angus barely remained focused with his shaft poised at her entrance. Her teeth scraped the sensitive flesh of his nipple, and his mind shattered. Heart pounding, sweat began to pour down his back with the effort to hold back. When she bit down, he came, shooting his hot seed against her flesh.
“Holy shite. What the fuck just happened? I haven’t climaxed that fast since I was a young dragon,” he groaned, trying to control his scorching desire. He may have orgasmed, but it did nothing to diminish his need, or his erection. It remained poised at her entrance, rock solid.
Keira cried out as she writhed, rubbed, and moaned. Angus realized she was close to climax, as well, and he lowered his head to her breast, wanting to show her how it felt. Licking one nipple, and then the other, he took his time, torturing her with his sensual attention. He paused and lifted his head, his hot breaths heating her wet peaks.
Keira grabbed hold of his shaft and urged him on. He stopped her then grabbed her wrists, placing them on the headboard. “Keep them here. I’m going to explore your body before I fuck you until you canna walk,” he ordered, and tweaked her nipple. She grabbed the iron poles of the headboard and arched, mewling her agreeance.
Her small breasts were perfect for him. They filled his palm, and her large rosy nipples made his mouth water. He sucked them in his mouth like a sweet candy sucker. He couldn’t get enough, and his teeth bit down just enough to have Keira bucking against his body.
Trailing lower, Angus toured her abdomen, his tongue licking her belly button. “You’re off mark, dragon. Do you need a map to find my treasure?” she panted.
He smiled at her teasing and placed his face between her legs, inhaling her arousal. Salt and sand mixed into one tantalizing combination. He had to taste her. He eased a finger inside her while his tongue trailed through her slit. “Your taste is addicting,” he murmured, and withdrew his finger, despite her protest.
“Are you sure? Maybe you need another lick. This time suck my…oh, Gods!” Keira cried out when Angus suddenly sucked her clit into his mouth, and devoured her pussy. He swirled his tongue, licking and sucking his fill.
“Yes, don’t stop,” she pleaded, and he felt her body tense. She was almost there, but he didn’t want her to cum just yet.
Unable to hold back much longer, he prowled up her body. His fingers continued to work their magic between her legs, adding more heat with each thrust. He knew he was tormenting her again, driving her to the edge, and he loved the way she lifted her hips, seeking harder penetration. Angus settled his body on top of hers, and she writhed beneath him, shaking the iron bars of the headboard. He loved his wanton creature and couldn’t wait to fill her in every way.
Keira couldn’t remember feeling this much pleasure. Angus wasn’t her only lover, but he was the only one able to set her body on fire. The feel of his strength against her was empowering. She was surrounded by muscles and musk, and it called to her in every way.
A gasp escaped when his erection nudged her aching core. “I need you, Angus. Now, before I take matters into my own hands,” she warned.
His thumb rubbed her clit again, and nearly sent her over the edge, but it wasn’t enough. She tried to move her hips and add the pressure needed to send her flying.
“Och, there will be none of that. I’m in charge, love,” Angus declared smugly as he held her still with his body.
“Then move that ar…ahhh,” Keira shouted when he thrust deep inside with one stroke. Gods, it felt so good to be filled by him. He pulled back and thrust in again, and her core clamped down on his shaft, and she detonated.
Her back arched, and Angus held tight while her body writhed and spasmed in pleasure. One large hand spanned across her back, and she felt the flame of his dragon beneath his palm. His head bent and licked and teased her nipples, drawing out her climax.
“I think the whole castle heard you, Turquoise. You roared like a Cuelebre.”
“You bring out the beast in me,” she groaned and squeezed her muscles around his length.
There was a freedom and exhilaration with Angus that was indescribable. She’d felt it without her memories, and getting them back reinforced it. She’d been such an idiot to push him away. Being with him in the moment mattered so much more than lost memories.
“Our beasts can play later. And they will, my love,” Angus promised.
She never considered making love in dragon form, but the idea was titillating. She had heard it guaranteed conception.
“Deal,” she panted as her core ached for more.
She wiggled her hips, and he went feral, giving her no pause. He sat up and drew her into his lap. She straddled his hips, his shaft remaining seated inside her. Keira lifted and pushed against his movement.
Angus was long and thick and felt even bigger in this position. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled down roughly while his hips surged upward. The move had his shaft hitting her womb at the perfect angle. It was deep and satisfying.
Sheer ecstasy.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Keira’s cry of pleasure was Angus’s undoing. She was close to climaxing again, and the need to feel her clenching around him obliterated all thoughts. Her tight, hot pussy had his dragon snarling for a turn.
As Keira straddled Angus, her breasts bounced enticingly with their rhythm. His mouth latched onto her nipple while his hands moved from her shoulders to her firm ass.
“Gods, you grip me like a silk glove. You’re so tight and perfect. I fucking love you with all that I am,” he professed. His mounting pleasure had words spilling from his mouth.
“And, I love this position. Promise me we’ll do it every night this way. I like being in control,” she teased, and arched her back.
Angus groaned as she rode him, her muscles squeezing painfully. “I promise, love. I doona ever want to leave your body,” he admitted and reached between their bodies to tweak her clit.
Without warning, Keira sank her teeth into his shoulder. Pleasure exploded where she bit, and fire flamed between their bodies. The experience was new, and he loved it. Whether it was because of her teeth in his flesh, or Keira wild with need, he wasn’t sure, but his body demanded more.
It was time to claim her as his mate. Reaching up to her shoulder blade, her mark pulsed under the heat of his touch, calling to him. Flame left his palm, branding Keira as the Dragon Queen. Her body convulsed against him, and her eyes rolled back in her head.
“Take me, now!’ she cried out.
Her sheath coiled tightly around his shaft, and their bodies danced together. Angus was lost to their passion. There was no one like his Turquoise.
“Faster, Angus… harder…Yes!” Her core threatened to burn him alive, as she squeezed his shaft ruthlessly.
Eager to comply, Angus drove into her. He kissed her as he shoved deep inside. Within seconds, spasms ran down his spine, and he roared as she milked him, and shouted her release. Her fingers fisted his hair and yanked as his fiery seed shot out, and filled her womb.
As their release thundered on, he thanked the Gods for blessing him with Keira. He had never loved more deeply. Giving up his kingdom for a thousand years was a small price to pay to have her by his side. “I love you, Turquoise.”
“I love you, too, Hotness. Is it time for our beasts to play?” she asked playfully.
“Aye, my love. Verra soon. But first,” he stated, and flipped her over. His gaze snagged on her Tuya dragon. The black tattoo was surrounded by flames in bright colors of orange, red, and yellow. She was officially his mate, and emotion clogged his throat. He leaned down and placed a kiss to the altered tattoo.
“You are mine,” he murmured, as he continued kissing her heated flesh.
“Yes, I am. And, I want you again,” she confessed, and pressed her ass against his raging erection. He wanted her again, as well.
“I canna hold my dragon back any longer,” Angus confessed as he picked her up, and walked towards the open window.
“Um, what are you doing?” she asked, and clung tightly to his neck.
Angus stepped up to the windowsill and looked over his kingdom. He was home and felt like the most powerful king alive. With Keira by his side, nothing would stand in his way.
“I need you to trust me, my love. I’m going to jump and shift midair. I want to feel your naked arse on my dragon’s back as I take you to our favorite spot,” he explained and kissed the tip of her nose then her lips.
“I love how you think,” she murmured against his mouth.
“And then our beasts will have their own mating,” he winked then leaped from the window.
Keira’s infectious laughter rang in his ears, and then Angus’s dragon ascended.
Keira walked into the throne room, and Angus looked up from the wooden table. Her heart skipped a beat at seeing her sexy dragon, and, she immediately wanted to take him back to their bed.
The past week had been sex, and more sex, but she wasn’t complaining. Her king was insatiable, and she loved it.
As she approached, Legette said, “Don’t worry, Sire. He won’t get through our walls again.”
“Hello, my love. Where did you go? I was looking all over for you, then Legette said you and Lorne went oot for a bit. Have you tired of me so soon?” he asked playfully.
They were discussing Cyril, she thought, and Angus didn’t want to worry her. She couldn’t help but worry. He was still out there, and Keira knew he would attack again. But she refused to let Cyril spoil this incredible day. She was happy, and in love, and he couldn’t do a damn thing about that.
“Hardly,” she replied, and walked over to him, placing a box on the table.
Angus eyed it suspiciously as he rose from his seat. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and claimed her lips in a searing kiss.
“And, that would be my cue to go. We’ll talk more about the next Civappu when you’re less…distracted. I can see you’re useless to me now,” Legette commented as he stood up from the table.
Keira broke the kiss, blushing. “Sorry, Legette, but I couldn’t wait. I have a belated gift for my sexy mate,” she professed, excitement bubbling about her present.
“Well, far be it for me to stand in the way of giving trinkets to your love. In fact, I think I’ll stop and grab some flowers for Natasha on my way home,” he stated and headed for the door.
“Doona forget, you two are coming tomorrow night for dinner,” Angus said to his retreating back.
“You can count on it.”
Angus turned back to Keira and smiled. “So what has my Turquoise’s eyes sparkling so bright this afternoon? And, where is my mischievous dragon hiding today?” he asked, squeezing her against the hard line of his body.
Keira could feel his excitement against her abdomen. “Well, it seems our little friend likes to snuggle around my breast, kinda like somebody else I know,” she replied with a lift to her eyebrow.
Keira was shocked when she discovered her Tuya dragon had the power to move freely on her body. It was common knowledge that once a Tuya was mated, the tattoo transformed, and bright flames danced around the black dragon, but Angus explained that the moving tattoo was exclusive to the Queen of Khoth.
“I canna blame him for that. I’m thinking I need to take a look,” he husked, and palmed her breast over her blouse.
“Mmm, we haven’t christened the throning room,” she replied with a smile.
His other hand roamed up her thigh and slipped beneath her skirt. “I’m ready if you are, love.”
Her breaths became pants, and she almost forgot the reason she walked into the room. The damn dragon had her on a one-track train to Climaxville, with no stops in between. Pushing her erotic thoughts aside, she pulled the emergency brake and stopped his hand from groping between her legs.
“Slow down, Hotness. I want you to open your present, then you can open me,” she teased and grabbed the box.
He took it from her hands and sat back down, grimacing. She noted he had to adjust his leathers from the straining erection.
“The only present I want is you,” he said as he lifted the lid, and removed the tissue paper inside.
Angus carefully pulled out the light green sculpture made from stone. It was from the store in the shopping district. The pieces in the window had caught her eye during her first trip with Lorne through the town, and she went back to speak to the artist about making something special for Angus.
“Oh, wow. This is verra remarkable. I love it,” he said and leaned over to kiss her.
“I felt bad about breaking the other collection. This is the first of many to follow,” Keira replied, a smile breaking across her face.
Angus turned the piece over in his hand, eyeing the stone sculpture. “I recognize Webber’s work. Is this a new line of his? I havena seen it before. The depiction of the dragonette is remarkable,” he stated.
“You could say that,” she answered, unable to contain her elation. “Guess what it’s called?”
“What?” Angus asked, eyeing her suspiciously.
“The line is called King of Khoth, and this piece is called The First Heir,” she announced, ready to burst at the seams.
“I doona understand. Is this supposed to be me?”
“Oh, for the love of the Gods, dragon-breath. We’re going to have a baby!” she shouted.
“Nay! Are you serious?” he said as he put the sculpture down and pulled her to his lap. He immediately crushed his lips against hers, smothering her with kisses.
“Yes, we are. I saw Dyson this morning, and he confirmed it. It seems our frolicking in the lake did the trick,” she said, and waggled her eyebrows.
“Turquoise, you have made me the happiest male on the planet. In the universe,” he declared, looking deeply into her eyes, and burning her on the spot.
That fast, Keira’s body demanded they finish what they started. “Now, where were we before I so rudely stopped you?” she asked, voice ragged with need. She lifted her skirt so she could straddle his hips.
Angus growled, and pulled her tight. “Where we’ve always been. Deeply in love, and I’m about to be deep inside of you,” Angus husked, and his talon extended, ripping the shirt and skirt from her body.
Angus laid Keira bac
k on the table, and she welcomed her mate with open arms. She knew they were meant to be. They had weathered the storm, and come out victorious. She knew whatever challenges lay ahead, they would fight them together.
EXCERPT FROM ICE WARRIOR BOOK #10
Bhric sipped his bourbon, wondering how the fuck he got to this point. Nothing in his life was going as planned. He should be at Zeum, spending time with his family. Or gearing up for nightly patrols around Seattle. Hell, he’d settle for playing a stupid game with Pepper and Dipple, he thought and chuckled when he envisioned the pesky gnomes. They’d grown on the staff since arriving at the compound and had become part of their motley crew.
Unfortunately, none of that was an option. Zander and Breslin were furious with him for his excessive drinking, and Zander had banned him from patrols, so the last place he wanted to go was home. If they didn’t want him around, fuck ‘em. Okay, that was a complete lie. His siblings were all he’d ever had, and their dismissal cut out his heart and left him bleeding inside. The sad truth was that was the least of his worries.
Seemed Fate had a grudge against him. He’d lost his parents when he was an infant, and his life as an adult was fucked. He glanced at the screen of his cell phone. Ten missed calls and a dozen unanswered text messages from Pasha. Bitch needed to leave it the fuck alone. He had nothing to say to her, and yet, she was making his life a living hell.
Luckily, it wouldn’t be much longer before the whole mess resolved. Bhric sent a silent prayer to the Goddess that the results of the paternity test went in his favor.
Bhric took another swig. His family and friends had no idea what Pasha’s incessant threats were doing to his sanity. Pasha was pregnant, swearing it was his, and demanding they get mated. Unfortunately, paternity tests for supernaturals were highly invasive and put the baby’s life at risk, which Bhric wasn’t willing to do. There was a small chance it was his, and if that were the case, he would do right by the child.
