by Award, Aidy
And, what was up with her weird visions of the relic. They hadn't yet found it or the woman who now wore it as a necklace. Was she friend or foe?
Could she possibly be a mate like Ciara, or would she be the only one.
She hoped not. All of the Dragon warriors that she had met deserved mates, deserve love.
Then there was her mother.
Sigh.
What was she going to tell her? Ciara could just imagine that conversation now.
“Hi mom, so, I married a Dragon.”
“Ciara Mosley-Willingham, that is not acceptable.”
End of conversation.
Maybe she'd be a wuss and let Wesley tell her mom she wasn't ever coming back. No, that certainly wasn't fair to him.
Jakob nuzzled her ear. “I can practically hear your brain working so hard it's about to ignite. What are you thinking about, and is it all the dirty delicious things you want to do to me?”
“I have plenty of those ideas stored up. But what I'm trying to figure out now is how to tell my mother I am not coming back to work for her.
Jakob stopped mid-nibble down her neck. “You're not?”
“It'll be kind of hard to do that from rural Czech Republic.”
“I didn't want to assume that you wanted to live there.” He shifted so that Ciara lay on her back and could look up at him. “I made too many decisions in the beginning without talking to you and that was a mistake. There are green dragons all over the world. Although not many in this area. We can live anywhere. Just because the seat of the Green Dragon Wyr has been in the Slavic lands for thousands of years, doesn't mean it always has to be.”
“Well, we do need to find a new lair for your treasure.” She knew he didn't want to leave his homeland, but she would make him squirm for just a few minutes. “I hear the middle of nowhere Nebraska has a large population of Czech people. They even have Nebraska Czech Days, where we can eat goulash and kledniki and kolaches.” She only knew all of this because she'd had a young lady from Clarkson, Nebraska who needed to have a big fat Bohemian wedding.
“Sounds nice.” Asshat had called her bluff.
“I don't want to move to Nebraska. We are going back to the villa and making it our home. But, I wouldn't mind visiting here every once in a while.” She punched him in the shoulder.
“Ow.”
“Oh, sorry. I forgot that was your arm that the demon Dragon munched on yesterday.”
He grinned with a twinkle in his eye. “You'll just have to make that up to me.”
She giggled and began kissing him everywhere. “You have ridiculously wide shoulders I’d like to run my lips along and maybe even nibble.”
“Nobody is stopping you. But, be careful. That’s where I hide my wings.”
She popped her head up.”Really?”
He chuckled and kissed the top of her head.
“No, wait. Really?”
He didn’t answer her question, but instead grabbed Ciara at the waist and rolled so that she straddled him. “Isn't this where everything began?”
“Yes, we just need a little bit of hay to complete the picture.” Ciara wrinkled her nose and wiggled it like she was Samantha from Bewitched. Long stalks of oat, barley, and wheat grains sprouted up all around the bed. They grew to full size within seconds and then dried to a crisp golden brown. There are only a few handfuls, but Jakob pulled them up in a handful and sprinkle them across the pillow. He saved to dry stalks and poked them into her hair.
“There, perfect.”
What was really perfect, was the way they loved each other. Ciara gasped. She never told him. She had never said the words.
She placed her hands on his chest and leaned down to brush a gentle kiss across his lips. “I love you.”
Jakob pushed a hand into her hair and groaned. “You have no idea how long I waited to hear you say that.”
“Three or four days?”
“A lifetime.” He kissed her back, not as demanding this time. He wasn't gentle with her, and she wouldn't want them to be, but this case was different. It was a ceiling of their souls. “I love you, Ciara.”
Ciara lingered over the kiss a moment longer, savoring the taste of his love for her. Most of their lovemaking had been fast and furious, and she wanted this time to be special, to last.
She sat up and scooted back until she found just the right position. Jakob’s cock was hard and ready for her, and she wanted to give him as much pleasure as he had given her.
This was the first time she'd gotten to really look at him. No wonder he'd filled her up so well each time he'd been inside of her. He was damn big. She demonstrated exactly how big by licking him from root to tip.
“While I have had fantasies about fucking your mouth, if you do very much of that I won't be able to hold out. And I need to take that hot pussy of yours. I need to come inside of you, make your scent my own. Claim you, mark you as my own.”
She licked at him again this time taking the head of his cock into her mouth. His hips jerked and one of his hands went immediately into her hair.
“Fuck, baby. I take it back. Suck me. I'll fuck you as soon as I recover from this.”
God, that was a turn on. She loved how much he wanted her. How much he was turned on by her. She swirled her tongue around and around his head paying special attention to the little V underneath. Then she took him into her mouth as deep as she could go.
“Holy shit.” His hand in her hair gripped tight, pulling at it, guiding her to suck his shaft, bobbing her head up and down. She loved the tingle across her scalp that his pull on her hair gave her. And she loved to hear his groans.
“Christ, Ciara. Where did you learn to suck cock like that. No, wait. Don't tell me. I don't want to know. Just take me in deep again like you did before.”
She pushed his caulk all the way to the back of her throat and swallowed, almost gagging herself. She was rewarded for that with a shuttered moan and a secondhand in her hair. She did it one more time, then hollowed her cheeks as she pulled her mouth up his shaft and off of him.
She wanted to tease him more, suck on his balls while she stroked his shaft in her hand. But, she didn't get a chance. Jakob hauled her up, dug one hand into her waist and grabbed his cock with the other.
“Ride me, Ciara. Now.” He swiped his cock up and down her pussy, getting them both wet, and using it to play with her clit. That didn't last long though, before he positioned himself at her entrance and thrust up into her.
She hissed in a long breath feeling his cock stretch the inside of her, filling her completely. It only took a moment before she needed to move.
Ciara had never been on top before. Not like this. Never thinking a big girl could do this. Boy, was she wrong.
This position gave her all of the control, she could write him anyway she wanted. And she wanted.
She slowly lifted her rear end and dropped it back down again. Oh yeah. That was it. Just like that.
She did that over and over until sweat beaded her upper lip and her thighs were on fire. But, she couldn't stop. It felt too good, is driving her so close to coming. She just needed a little more to ride over the top of that climax.
“Ciara, yes, fuck me.” Jakob's hands slid up her sides, he grasped the soul shard she wore around her neck and for a moment they were completely one. She felt what he felt, he knew what she knew. Their souls were intertwined.
The moment lasted only seconds but, it would be ingrained in their very beings forever.
“I love every part of you, my curvy witch.”
He cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples nice and hard. Spiking her closer and closer to coming. She rode him harder.
“Fuck, Ciara, I'm so close to coming. Come with me, baby. Milk my cock with your cunt.” Jakob dropped one hand and slipped it between them. He found her clit and scissors his fingers over it.
Hell yeah. That shot her to the edge of her control. “Yes, Jakob yes. I love you. I love you.”
Jakob threw b
ack his head and his hips jerked. “Ciara, mate. Love you.”
His words were the last thing she needed to topple over the edge into Nirvana. She lost control of the rhythm of their bodies and came so hard that she saw stars. Colorful ones behind her eyelids. Jakob yelled her name over and over and shot his seed into her.
They came together and they collapsed together. She was sure she was crushing him, but after that orgasm she couldn't move. He was a big strong Dragon, he could survive having a chubby girl splayed out on top of him.
They laid together that way, breathing hard, hands stroking over each other skin for a long time. When they had both floated back down to earth, Jakob lifted her face from under the chin and found her lips with his.
He was still buried inside of her and she didn't want to move yet. Jakob grabbed her ass and held her tight to his body. “I love you, Ciara. And I'm not just saying that because you blew my fucking mind. I love you. I want the whole world to know. Marry me. Throw the biggest most spectacular wedding you've ever planned, then stand with me in front of all of Dragon kind, and your mother, and say you're mine.”
“I am yours, whether we have a wedding or not. But I will stand up with you so that you can tell the whole world that your mine too. Tell everyone that we belong to each other.”
She said yes with her words, and then she said yes with her body. All night.
She was a Dragon's mate, a white witch, and the happiest she'd ever been.
She was in love.
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