“You’ll tell me if it’s too much,” I commanded.

She nodded once before resting against the pillows; her mouth popped open in a perfect circle of ecstasy as I eased my way into her tight heat.

Sensation overwhelmed me, making my muscles tighten as I braced over her, pulling out and pumping back into the tip of my first ridge.

“I can take more,” she whined, dropping her legs open to either side.

“I know you can, love.” I slowly thrust again. “This cock was made for you.”

Riley’s eyes rolled to the back of her head and she cried out as I broke the ring past the first ridge and stretched her wider.

The slightly hardened base of the first ridge rubbed against the internal spot I’d mapped, making her hands search wildly for something to hang onto as I dragged out her pleasure.

“More,” she begged.

I increased the pace, barely containing myself as the effort intensified to not take exactly what I wanted while giving her everything she needed.

Riley felttoogood.

My fangs descended and I shut my mouth, biting down hard as I circled my hips.

“Riiiggghhtt….There. Oh. Oh, please.” Her walls fluttered, squeezing around my cock as her fingernails dug into my shoulders.

I welcomed the pain, even as blood filled my mouth from my fangs piercing my lips and the effort to maintain a steady rhythm made my muscles shake.

It was worth it to hear her scream my name in worship as her second orgasm crashed over us both, urging me along with it as she tightened so beautifully and milked the length of my shaft as I thrust once, twice more. My release spilled in hot jets as the third ridge began to swell.

Claim her,my beast roared as the bitter, fiery taste of venom burned my tongue.

Riley’s tendons stretched as she arched her back, turning her neck to the side. The smooth skin was an invitation just for me.

Mine.

I nuzzled into her neck, feeling my fangs graze her skin.

And I turned at the last minute, pulling her sated body to my chest and wrapping her in my arms.

We weren’t locked together. I hadn’t gone all the way in. But I needed this moment with her pressed as close as possible while the dangerous possibilities swirled in my mind.

What if she never accepted my claim?

What then?

Could I go on this way?

We’ll do whatever it takes.

Slowly, Riley raised her head. Mascara smeared around her eyes and her hair was sex tousled, coming undone from the pins.

Never had my Riley been so beautiful.

“You wanted to bite me. Why?” she asked.

I thought I’d done a good job holding back, but maybe she was instinctually sensing things through the bond.

That was a good sign.

“It’s part of my nature. The way dragons claim their fated mates,” I explained as I gently traced the bones of her spine.