Dragon Next Door: Forgotten Dragons Book 1

by Bolryder, Terry

And it was all thanks to Kelsie. His wonderful, reckless, dragon-hearted mate.

  As he leaned down to place another kiss, this time along the shell of her ear, he undid the clasp of Kelsie’s bra, then pulled it and her top off in one motion. Then he lifted her into his arms, making her squeak in surprise.

  Already, he could feel the warmth between them. The heat rising that only they seemed to have for each other, a fire that went from a gentle spark to searing dragon fire in mere seconds.

  “Whatever happened to dessert?” she whispered playfully, kissing him along his neck as he carried her to the bed.

  Tristan set her on top of the covers, watching the yearning in her eyes continue to grow more intense. He leaned down to kiss her as his hand undid her jeans and slowly slid them off, along with her panties.

  “Oh, don’t worry. I haven’t forgotten about that.” His entire body was taut, the tiniest shred of Kelsie’s arousal enough to make him go crazy for her.

  He strode back to the plate, grabbing it and coming back to the bed in as few steps as possible, setting the plate down beside her.

  “Strawberries. Cream. Chocolate. Are you making a cake?” Kelsie asked, raising an eyebrow.

  “Something much better,” he replied, picking up a sugar-covered slice of strawberry from the plate and raising it to Kelsie’s lips. She bit down on it, taking it in and humming to herself in pleasure.

  “Delicious. Even fruit’s better when you make it. Not fair,” she said, finally opening her eyes after the mouthful.

  Tristan took a fingerful of the hand-whipped cream he’d prepared and gave that to Kelsie to eat. When she moaned, he practically lost it right there, leaning down to kiss her. Sugary cream melted over his tongue as he slid his tongue over Kelsie’s, and Tristan savored the moment before pulling back one more time.

  But this time when he took a large dollop of cream on his finger, he brought his finger down below her mouth, tracing a long, swirled line from her neck across her collar.

  She giggled lightly. “That tickles.”

  “You’re going to be Astray’s first—and only—live canvas. How does it feel?” His words were distant to himself, his focus resting so solely on the silhouette of Kelsie’s tawny skin as he decided where to go next.

  “Really?” A blush moved across her cheeks as she watched him take another fingerful, this time of creamy, melted chocolate. His gaze roved over her body before he went down to her toes, brushing small strokes up each one before making a thin line up the inside of her calf. A second later, he placed a strawberry slice at the base of her ankle.

  “Art reflects emotion. Expresses love. So yes, if there’s one place where I want to express that emotion more than anywhere, it’s with you, Kelsie,” he muttered.

  Kelsie nodded, watching him intently as he took a handful of cream in one palm, using it like a makeshift easel and painting long, intricate designs across her chest and stomach in rapid succession. As he stroked along her breasts, she made barely audible gasps of pleasure, clearly trying not to writhe.

  “Don’t move,” he said, pinning her with a glare. “Canvasses don’t move,” he added with a smirk.

  Kelsie pinned her arms to the sides, fingers splayed out against the sheets. Her expression was tense, excited as she watched him. And this time, when he used chocolate to create long, overlapping streaks that went down the sides of her hips and to her thighs and knees, he watched with pleasure as her fingers trembled, her legs pressing together more tightly with each touch, each flick.

  “Next time, I’ll spray-paint you with whipped cream, and you can see how easy it is to not move when someone is touching you like this.” Kelsie’s voice was strained, eyes wide as she watched him work.

  “You love it.”

  Her gaze darting to the side, coupled with a soft moan uttered from her lips as his thumb spread chocolate over one nipple, was all the answer he needed.

  Finally, he was done.

  God, she was beautiful. Not because of how she looked right now nor because she was only just attractive.

  It was her heart. The person she was. The way she loved him. The way his heart only beat for her.

  “I’m done,” he said, wiping his hands off on a nearby towel.

  “What now?” Her voice was taut with emotion, her body as tense as a wire. Her brown eyes sparkled with anticipation.

  He cocked his head, studying her beautiful curves highlighted by the strokes of his touches. “Beautiful, but for my eyes only.” He flashed her a devious grin. “So I guess it’s time for dessert.”

  Before her eyes had time to widen, he threw off his shirt and jeans and knelt on the bed at her feet.

  He was going to enjoy this.

  Starting at her toes, he licked the chocolate off each cute little digit, one by one. At first, she pulled away, sensitive from the touch. But as he suckled on each one, laving the sweetness off her skin with his tongue, she relaxed into the sensation, mewling with pleasure.

  He moved up her foot, then to her leg, ravenous to taste every part of her. Not a single trace was left as he greedily kissed and licked and sucked every inch of Kelsie, making her squirm with want and making her wet with arousal as he did.

  Kelsie sounded like she could barely breathe. “You’re licking it off before I can see it,” she gasped out. Then she groaned as he nibbled at the sensitive skin at the corner of her hip.

  “Consider this a rough draft, then,” he murmured, lips brushing her as he spoke. “I can make revisions and show you next time.”

  She looked down her body at him and nodded emphatically. “I’ll be expecting these revisions by tomorrow morning, th—ahh.”

  Kelsie’s words were cut off by a moan as he took her nipple into his mouth, the taste of her skin sweeter than any candy or treat. But as he took his time sucking at her skin, then biting down ever so lightly on her peaked tip, the heat between them was growing faster. Hotter. God, he needed her.

  He then moved to her fingers, then her arm, devouring her completely as her sounds of pleasure became tighter, more frequent, more tense.

  When she came, he was going to make sure it was fucking magnificent.

  Finally, he leaned down to her neck, tasting the last spot of cream and making her arch in pleasure before he sat up to take one more look at her.

  She was shuddering from head to toe in pleasure, fingers squeezing the bed for dear life.

  He waited for the cream to dissipate, then spread her legs in front of him.

  When he tasted her, he didn’t want to taste anything else on his tongue.

  At Kelsie’s cleft, he could see she was glistening with arousal, making Tristan hungry deep down to his toes for his mate.

  He growled with feral, unstoppable desire and took Kelsie in his mouth. With one long, slick thrust of his tongue against her clit, Kelsie came instantly, rocking against the bed as she cried out in pleasure from release. As much as he wanted to keep teasing her, the body painting had aroused both of them more than even he’d anticipated, so he simply let the orgasm run its course as he watched with rapt attention.

  “God… that was intense,” Kelsie exclaimed as she relaxed into the sheets.

  But Tristan wasn’t done tasting his mate. Not yet.

  He grabbed Kelsie’s thighs, pulling them over his broad shoulders and trapping her against him. She yelped in surprise, then made a sound of pure pleasure as he licked up her slit again, taking his time to let his tongue make maximum contact with her clit as he did.

  Dessert had only just begun.

  * * *

  Kelsie tried to catch her breath and calm her body, but between being held by Tristan’s huge arms and the overwhelming sensations shooting through her body from the place where his face was now buried, even forming rational thoughts was tricky.

  Granted, he made everything tricky.

  And wonderful.

  And so, so sexy.

  Several waves of pleasure tightened her core as the tip of Tristan’s tongue
flicked against her. Her hands gripped Tristan’s as they held her thighs up. Anything to hold on to was welcome at this point.

  It was like Tristan was unleashed now. She wasn’t sure if it was the confrontation earlier or the fact that he’d revealed he was Astray or that he had embraced his dragon.

  Maybe it was because they were committed to each other now, all in on both sides.

  Whatever it was, he was more brazen, more impossibly tuned to her pleasure than ever before. Like a light shining fearlessly, aimed right at her.

  If he just kept doing that thing he was doing right now, the little circles around her clit, she was going to…

  “Tristan!” His name felt ripped from her throat as she came again, melted from head to toe by searing liquid sensation that seemed to come in waves and never stop.

  But even as she came, several tiny kisses at her clit pushed her even deeper into the release, and Kelsie moaned and squeezed Tristan’s hands.

  As always, he was there for her.

  “Fuck, you’re beautiful.” His bright-blue eyes were watching her as she came, and an aftershock rocked her body under his intense gaze.

  “I should tell you the same thing.” She huffed. Her body ached with want, though, needing more. Needing to have his cock fill her over and over until they came together. “After all, I’m a photographer. I know a good subject when I see one.”

  “And I’m an artist. Beautiful things are kind of my deal.” His hand trailed down her thigh, moving closer to her center. The nerves in her back all poised for another sensation.

  “I guess we were just made to be together.” She lifted a hand to his face, caressing his smooth, recently shaven skin and tracing an invisible line along high cheekbones and his perfectly straight jaw. And those eyes… she could get lost in them forever.

  When Tristan lowered once more to hungrily lick and suck on her clit, she ground her hips into him, losing herself completely in the sensation. He went faster, reading her tempo, pushing her swiftly to another release.

  Then he slowly dipped one finger into her, then two. She was so wet she could feel herself on his hand, on his mouth, but she didn’t care.

  She couldn’t care with the way he made love to her like this.

  His tongue was so expert, so quick she was going to come again, all too soon. Kelsie held her breath, trying to hold back just as Tristan hooked a finger up against her at a specific spot inside.

  And she lost it.

  She uttered unintelligible words, mind blank with pleasure for long moments. The release only left her feeling hungrier than ever for the thick bulge she’d seen in Tristan’s briefs earlier.

  But just as she was about to relax and give him a piece of her mind for making her wait so long, his hands were on her hips, flipping her around on the bed on all fours. She propped herself on her arms just as she heard a ripping sound that could have only been the aforementioned briefs. Then Tristan was behind her, one arm wrapped around her hips, the other on her belly.

  Behind her, his dick pressed against her ass, then moved lower to her entrance. She was practically dripping now, so ready for him that nothing else mattered in the world right now.

  God, this was hot.

  One of his hands drew a trail up her midsection, then tweaked one nipple as he teased her a moment more.

  “You’re mine forever, Kelsie.” His voice was deep, commanding. It turned her on.

  “I’m yours,” she responded, helpless to move with his arm trapping her like this.

  With that, Tristan slid into her from behind, filling her so completely it was like being stretched pleasurably from the inside out. Within her, Kelsie’s G-spot sparked with arousal, the feeling of his taut shaft pressing against her without quarry nearly too much to handle.

  And when he moved, it was like the entire earth was shaking as he thrust into Kelsie again, making her fingers and toes and everywhere he’d touched her earlier—which was everywhere—buzz with erotic feelings.

  “Tristan.” Her throat was dry, making it hard to speak as if all the moisture in her body was being used for more important things right now.

  “Say my name again.” He thrust again, and Kelsie nearly came. She bit her lip to hold back.

  “Tristan. Tristan.” The rocking of their hips together, the way his arm around her hips trapped her against him, pushing her deeper into unfathomable pleasure, was like a raging wildfire in her soul that couldn’t be extinguished.

  “Good,” he said, his breath on the back of her neck as he leaned over her. He bit down lightly on the skin there, making her shiver.

  Then he started to move again, going into a fevered rhythm that drove her wild. He continued to kiss her, moving to a sensitive spot on the back of her bare shoulder that she never knew was there.

  If she were honest, everything was sensitive when Tristan touched it,.

  Kelsie just closed her eyes, digging her hands into the bed beneath her, though her arms felt like jelly right now.

  Her lungs could barely keep up, her panting breaths coming in time with Tristan’s body as he filled her over and over. His hands holding tight to her soft curves only helped support her, letting Kelsie simply lose herself in the heady, almost euphoric sense of fathomless pleasure.

  Then Tristan moved faster, their bodies crashing together in rising pleasure that was almost too hard to take. The scent of sex and strawberries wafted over her, lighting up her senses even as her body was going so tight she couldn’t possibly hold on for a second longer.

  Tristan buried himself deep within her, and Kelsie called out in pleasure, orgasming with the feeling of being completely overtaken by lust and want and love, all so interconnected her heart wanted to burst.

  But there wasn’t time to dwell on anything other than the sense of deep, deep satisfaction that exploded through her like so many fireworks. A split second after she tipped over, Tristan came too, curling himself around and over her. He kept them both up with one arm on the bed beneath, the other wrapped tightly around her, giving Kelsie nowhere to go. All she could do was sink into the wonderful way his cock jerking and pulsing inside only made her come harder. Much harder.

  She had no idea how long it went on, because it seemed endless. She let the pleasure wring her thoroughly until her lungs ran out of breath. Until her body had no more energy left in it, sated and exhausted by her lover’s completely overwhelming approach to making love.

  Tristan, too, seemed to have come particularly hard. The thought only made Kelsie more satisfied as he slowly pulled out, then used his remaining strength to ease her onto her back on the bed.

  She just looked up at those eyes, burning like blue flames on a cool summer’s day, and felt her soul welling with love.

  “You’re everything, Kelsie. I love you,” he said, propping himself above her. His body glowed from the exertion, only better defining the ridges of muscles along his torso.

  She reached up, wrapping her arms around his neck, and pulled him down to lie next to her on the bed. When he wrapped his arms around her, placing several playful kisses on her neck, she relaxed into the sheer joy of the moment.

  “I love you too, Tristan,” she exclaimed. “I’m so glad to be your mate.”

  He smiled and looked happier than she’d ever seen him. “Even if you’re Astray’s mate also?”

  “As long as he’s you,” she said. “Your art, Tristan, it’s so beautiful. I can’t wait to see what you do from here on out.”

  He twisted one of her curls around his finger, making her catch her breath. “I guess I’m not a stray any longer.”

  “No,” she said, finally realizing the meaning of his name. Then she smiled because he’d finally found his place in the world. He belonged to someone. “Though, you don’t have to change your name if you don’t want to.”

  “I guess I’ll figure that out later, if I still do paintings,” he said softly. “Though, to be honest, I’m most excited about creating a future together. I think the love I
make with you, the life I make with you, is the most beautiful art I can imagine.”

  She sighed, feeling almost too happy to function. “I agree, you silly dragon.”

  Then she used her powers to pull the blanket over them so they could be warm as they snuggled and watched the dark water outside, sparkling with lights from the boats.

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