Page 14 of The Dragon's Flamebound Mate

“And always.”

The smile that lit up his face spurred me on. My mate wanted this just as I did.

I lifted him up and put him so that his head was cushioned by my pillow. He leaned to the side and inhaled deeply before wiggling his head on it. He was getting my scent on him, and my dragon roared at the sight of it.

“You picked me up like I was nothing.” He pulled his bottom lip in with his teeth and then added, “It was hot.”

My mate was smaller than me, but he wasn’t a little thing, and thankfully, my dragon strength came in handy. Ash spread his legs for me. The slick that dripped from his hole told me just how much he wanted this. He was so ready for me.

I covered his body with my own. We were chest to chest, face to face. Every inch of our exposed skin touched. Our heat and our scent mingled together to make one.

The feeling of this connection overwhelmed me for a few seconds, and all I could do was savor it. Nothing else remained but our flesh touching and ours scents dancing together.

And then he wiggled beneath me, his moan pulling me back to the present.

I kissed him while I reached between his legs. He lifted his knees, giving me access to where he wanted me most. When my fingers found his hole, it was warm with slick and pliant under my touch. It didn’t take me long until I had two fingers worked inside him. Meanwhile his mouth never left mine.

“Fill me up, Zayne.”

He bucked his hips.

“Fuck. I need you.”

If he kept going like this, I was going to be the one coming too soon.

“Breed me. Make me yours.”

The heat that filled me at his words felt like the sun burst inside my chest, sending flames of liquid lust down my spine and into my limbs. There would be no denying him, even if I wanted to, which I didn’t.

My cock ached with my need to be inside him, to spill my seed deep in his body and mark him as my own. To fill him with my cock and seal us together the way our lives would be one after this.

“You’re sure?” I needed to make sure. I don’t think I could handle it if he regretted a single moment of this.

Ash’s legs locked around my waist, and he urged me forward. “Fuck yes, mate. Now. Fill me with your seed. I want it to brand me from the inside out.”

I could not deny what my mate needed.

As I pushed into him, Ash sucked in a breath and buried his face into my shoulder. The muscles of his channel tightened around me. I went slow, allowing Ash to adjust to my size. His eyes fluttered open and his gaze locked on mine.

Then his hips rolled upward, drawing me in deeper. His hands clutched at my back. I followed his rhythm.

“Fuck, just like that, Zayne. More, more!” He kept on babbling, his words incoherent but his message loud and clear.

I smiled and kissed him. My mate knew what he wanted and took what he needed. I moved, slow at first, but quickly building up speed until I was pounding into him. Ash’s moans filed the air, and his hard cock leaked.

Our breath quickened as we moved as one, our bodies undulating in sync with one another. I couldn’t get enough of him, the way his muscles flexed and moved. The way his abs contracted each time I thrust into him. He looked up at me with such desire that it took my breath away.

“Come for me, mate. Breed me,” he urged. And I came undone.

Finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer. With one powerful thrust, I spilled my seed deep inside Ash. He was my mate. Mine. My cum marked him as such, my knot filling him, keeping us together.

Ash’s body trembled with pleasure and then he too was coming. His own cum coated our stomachs.

I pulled Ash close, holding him tightly while we both came down from our orgasmic high.

“That was…” His words fell away and were replaced with slow, patterned breathing as he drifted off to sleep.

“Sleep well, my mate.” I kissed his brow and rolled us over until he was on top to avoid him feeling mushed and covered us with a blanket.

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