by Meg Xuemei X
He placed his hands on my knees and parted my legs wide before he settled between my thighs.
“I won’t be gentle,” he warned. “I won’t stop. I have to fuck you hard. I’ve wanted to fuck you for ages. I’ve pictured this thousands of times. I’ve been desperately searching for you for centuries. Now you’ve finally returned to me. And you’re in my bed.”
He was my first destined mate.
He should have been mine centuries ago. We’d been robbed of our union for nearly a millennium because my evil aunt had done this to us. I wouldn’t allow her to take anything from us again.
“Take me. Fuck me hard,” I said. “Make up for the time we lost.”
“I’ll fuck you until you’re sore. Until you bear my mark.”
He intended to claim me.
I held my breath in anticipation, wondering how he would fuck me and how his first stoke would make me feel.
I brought my knees up, flaunting my bare pussy before him.
He could no longer hold it back, his gaze on me so intense as if he wanted to devour me.
His nostrils flared as the scent of my arousal hit his senses. His thumb swept my sensitive nub before it brushed open my folds. His fingers dipped at my slick entrance, and then plunged into me, stroking swiftly once, twice, before he pulled his hand away.
I gasped at the loss, but before the protest had completely left my mouth, he plunged his cock into me with a single powerful thrust. He didn’t pause for a second but increased his pace, slamming into me quicker and harder.
He drove into me, pulled out to the tip, then plunged in even deeper.
I propelled my hips up to meet his every thrust, my breasts bouncing from the movement. I brought one of my hands up to tweak my nipple, the other gripping onto his well-muscled butt cheek, my nails digging into him.
He growled in approval, his passion burning brighter.
For a while, we fucked silently, our needs—raw, intense, brutal—overpowering everything and driving our thoughts out of our minds. His massive hard cock slid in and out of my slick and silky pussy, my walls clenching him with every thrust. He leaned his weight on his elbows, raised his torso, and watched himself fuck me.
I also watched his cock thrust in and out of me with such mighty force. My greedy, possessive pussy kept pulling him in. It never wanted to let him go. It would never let him escape. The visual added more excitement, and the sound of flesh slapping flesh mercilessly only stoked our fire to sky high.
Intense pleasure ignited my every cell. I’d never felt so alive.
He quickened pace, his thrusting speed blinding. He was claiming me.
Male carnal need twisted his handsome features.
Pure ecstasy swept over me.
I longed for him to claim me. I was his from the beginning.
I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist. If I could trap him, I would trap him forever, so he would never leave.
“You never need to worry about that,” he said. “I’ll never leave. Even if I have to for some reasons, I’ll always come back to you. I’ll come back and fuck this tight, hot pussy until it’s a hot mess. I want no other, only you.”
I bucked up my hips to answer him, my brutal strength matching his.
A beastly sound rumbled through his chest. I’d thought between us only I had a dragon beast inside me. It turned out he had his own wild beast lurking in him. It was primordial and beyond powerful, and it approved of our mating.
For a second, I wondered which beast would be more formidable, his or my dragon, if they ever encountered each other on the battlefield.
Elvey chuckled. “Mine is not as aggressive as your dragon. It doesn’t want to fight you. It only wants to fuck you into oblivion.”
And they say war doesn’t come to the bedroom?
It seemed our beasts also joined the fucking. Elvey’s thrust became more feverish, and I rolled my eyes back as pleasure rained down in me like fire from the sky. Mating frenzy burned through my veins. Only Elvey’s thrusting could relinquish the fever, but then it stoked the fire only higher and hotter.
His demigod magic came to play. It was rough and gentle at once as it slithered up my naked flesh. It licked and kissed me everywhere before focusing on brushing my plump clit.
I was in hell and heaven, and his magical fire engulfed me. I was ash and snowflake and star. I was free falling, drawn in by its gravity.
He continued pounding into me and I became weightless.
Raw, beautiful truth that had once hidden in his eyes opened up to me, and I read the wonder he would show me and me alone.
Even when the galaxies turned to dust, he would still be mine, and I his.
We’d be like this forever, with him claiming me, with his enormous hard cock thrusting into me in this glorious pace.
My pussy clenched his shaft in great need, relishing the feel of him filling and stretching me.
My orgasm was within reach, but Elvey used his magic to keep my climax at bay. Damn the demigod for taunting me like this.
He was set to torment me and to make me peak at the iceberg of what he’d endured for all centuries.
I didn’t exactly enjoy myself as Furies—a creature of nightmares.
“Please, Elvey,” I begged, breathless with my pending orgasm. It nearly reached its peak, but Elvey crushed the waves and made it tumble down, because he desired to prolong it. I let out a sequence of unintelligible words to show him how badly I need a release.
“End the torture,” I demanded.
“I endured a millennium of this torture,” he said, thrusting into my molten core and unleashing everything.
My heat and wetness exploded around his cock, and I arched my back off the bed as the waves of my orgasm tore through me. My body vibrated with the release, my skin heating, scorching under Elvey’s touch.
Elvey pumped his bountiful seed into my womb and roared in joy.
Our mating bond snapped in place, a thread linking us, glowing as brilliantly as starlight. Our eyes widened as we saw it. Elvey lowered his lips to mine, our kiss gentle and burning with awe. “We’re bonded for eternity, beloved.”
I threaded my fingers with his as he settled next to me, our bodies slick with sweat as I turned to rest my head on his broad chest.
The world’s troubles and burdens and war were no longer in my head. How light I felt! Elvey held me tightly to him, a silence promise that he would never let me go. I shut my eyes, a stupid, satisfied grin spreading on my lips.
Just then I felt a sharp tug.
It was the mating bond that tied me to my three other mates.
Continue to read the boxed set of
THE CURSED DRAGON QUEEN & HER MATES
More Books by Meg Xuemei X
EMPRESS OF MYSTH SERIES
Angel’s Forbidden Lust
Angel’s Indecent Proposal
Angel’s Fated Mate
Angel’s Storm Magic
THE FIRST WITCH SERIES
The Dragonian’s Witch
The Witch’s Consort
TRUE MATE SERIES
Claim the Wolf King
Claim the Leopard Princess
THE CURSED DRAGON QUEEN & HER MATES
The Fury Queen’s Harem
The Dragon Queen’s Harem
The Fae Queen’s Harem
THE WAR OF GODS SERIES
A Court of Blood and Void
A Court of Fire and Metal
A Court of Ice and Wind
A Court of Earth and Ether
THE WICKEDEST WITCH SERIES
Wicked Witch
Dark Vampire
Fallen Angel
DARK CHEMISTRY SERIES
The Siren
The Prince
The Red Queen
The Girl Next Door: A Small Town Romance
About the Author
Meg Xuemei X is a USA Today bestselling author of steamy fantasy and paranormal romance. She finds it dreamingly delightful to be around drop-de
ad gorgeous alpha males who are forever tormented by her feisty heroines, formidable alien fallen angels, wild shifters, unseelie fae, dark vampires, menacing demigods, and cunning witches.
She's visited the universe of War of the Gods, The Empress of Mysth, The First Witch, Shifters' True Mates, the badland of The Wickest Witch, and Dark Chemistry. Next she'll boldly go to the Underworld and join Calamity's War. At this moment, in her southern California abode, she's packing as many forbidden weapons as she can carry. Her favorite is a magical whip with wicked spikes.
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