Page 94 of The Heart of the Dragon

"Aye. We shall. As soon as we possibly can."

The rumble of his voice sent shivers running up and down my spine before moving around to my belly. "I would like that," I gasped.

The slow and low rumble in his chest intensified into a full-on growl. "It's back," he said through a clenched jaw.

"It's okay. I'm fine." These sudden waves of arousal were both a curse and a dream. Having this man's sole focus made for a really good time. But the idea that neither of us had a choice in all of this didn't sit right.

"You will be," he growled, lifting me under the arms and dragging me up the length of his body, setting fire to every nerve ending that rubbed against him. "Put your hands on the headboard," he instructed roughly.

"Why?" I asked, while complying with his request.

"So you have something to hold onto while sitting on my face."

I gasped. "What?" I jerked around to face him. "I can't do that."

"You can and you will. Unless you don't want all the orgasms I have planned for you." He smirked.

Oh Goddess, I could barely breathe. My body was a riot of nerve endings that wanted all of that and more. But my brain thought it was dumb. "Don't we need to rest before we go out and conquer the world?"

"Nothing will make me stronger than making you come. Now get back in place and let me enjoy this while I can."

I gulped at the force of his words. They shouldn't appeal to me half as much as they did. But I could feel the heat of pain building in my womb. I wanted him to bathe me in his cum as much as I wanted to smother him in mine. Every thought now going through my head was filthier than the last and it was perfectly clear as he yanked me right where he wanted me, that it was exactly where I wanted to be too.

And by the time I lost count of my orgasms and passed out from exhaustion, I could hear his dragon purring against my cheek. Only then did I realize there was no better feeling in the world. Being here with him, in this place, was the best decision I could have ever made.

Chapter

Thirty-Five

Magnus

I staredat Rose's backside with literal smoke coming out of my nose as she traversed her way across the rocky path that led to the back of the castle grounds.

I had been determined to leave her behind this morning when I'd woke, but she'd been awake and ready to go long before I'd made it back to consciousness. I was also annoyed that I had to sneak into my own home like a thief in the night.

I had half a mind to say screw it and just burn the damned castle to the ground. It would certainly be the easier path to ridding this world of my uncle. However, Rose had made me promise to keep my fire to myself unless absolutely necessary.

She was very clear about how she felt about more collateral damage.

I should have had her define necessary. Keeping my mate out of my uncle's line of fire seemed absolutely necessary if youasked me. How in the hell had we gone from me fucking her unconscious with pleasure to this?

"I can feel you trying to bore holes into my back. Stop it," she said without turning back or taking her eyes from the path.

"Maybe if you did as you were told, I wouldn't have to walk back here dreaming up ways to punish you later."

She scoffed. Literally scoffed at me. "I told you I wouldn't take orders from you nor stay behind."

"You didn't have any trouble taking orders when I was fucking you absolutely mindless."

She froze mid-step and whipped around to face me. "What the hell is wrong with you? I would have thought all that time we spent in bed would have gotten all of your aggression out, not made it worse."

"In case I wasn't clear before, I don't like putting you in danger."

"It was too late for that the minute we came here, and we both know it." She stopped and looked around. "I think the idea of walking in like you were returning home was a better idea than this one."

I snorted. "We aren't ready for that. The minute he sees you, he's going to know who you are. Your glamour isn’t going to fool him. That asshole has a knack for knowing things he shouldn't. And when he discovers who you are, he will want a piece of you, one way or another. And we both know if he touches you, this entire kingdom is gone. My dragon will go scorched earth on everything and everyone. There will be no friends or foes. Just people who must die to protect you."

I watched her take a steadying breath as she absorbed my words. She didn't like that I didn't have more control over my dragon, but when it came to that part of me, I kind of felt like a teenager learning how to control my anger from square one again. Those had been trying times the first time around, going through it a second time had never been on my wish-list.

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