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This woman was…

Mine.My beast paced within, roaring and not ready for me to let her go.

I forced myself to lean back, squeezing my eyes closed as the shadows in the room throbbed around me.

Possessiveness slammed into my chest harder than I’d ever experienced in my life.

My beast rode me hard, demanding I stake my claim and protect this woman from the rest of the world. From the future.

From Earth Herself, no matter the cost.

Ember was my fated mate.

My reason to live.

And the first thing I ever had worth dying for.

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Ember

Here She Comes

I’d succumbed to sexy dragon magic.

Seriously. I didn’t even realize I could come from oral. Or maybe I’d never had it done right, because it sure hadn’t felt like this before.

Sex-drunk and boneless, I stared up at the decorative wood beams on the ceiling, and for once in my adult life, I wasn’t scared it’d all come crashing down.

I trusted Kieran to deliver on his promises—especially the ones in bed. As soon as I caught my breath, I was getting into those pants to see what other surprises awaited me.

I gathered my strength and pushed myself to my elbows.

Kieran’s darkened expression as he knelt between my legs had delightful shivers dancing over my body. It was a predator’s gaze. One that made my heart beat faster when I realized how bare and exposed I was, naked on his dining room table.

But I couldn’t find it in me to run.

Instead, I let my legs fall to the side.

His nostrils flared as his eyes lowered again. He wiped my juices from his chin.

I should’ve been embarrassed, but I couldn’t be. Not with the desire written all over his face.

“You taste so fucking sweet.” Kieran licked his lips as his hands latched onto my hips, drawing me to the edge of the table.

“Guess I’ll have to taste you to make it even.” My voice was hoarse and husky. I must’ve screamed while coming. Later, I’d be worried if anyone heard.

My gaze dropped to the thick bulge in his pants. I took a deep breath as excitement coursed through me, ready to drop to my knees and see what we were working with.

A knock came at the wood doors.

“Stay here,” Kieran commanded. His expression hardened as he grabbed his discarded shirt, wrapping it over my shoulders. “I’ll be right back.”

I shoved my arms into his long sleeves.

My brain took a second to shift from mind-blowing orgasm to emergency.

When I processed something was wrong, I was on my feet, running after Kieran and hurrying to button his shirt.

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