Page 52 of Dragon Unleashed
My hip aches in protest, but the ache is nothing compared to the desire burning me from the inside out. I want him. Want this. I’ve wanted it since the moment he showed up in the library.
Wet.
Naked.
Just like I am now.
My body comes to life in his hands as he reaches down and trails calloused palms beneath my towel and over my thighs. He grips my ass and lifts me off my feet.
I wrap my legs around his waist then bury my hands in his hair as he carries me. My mattress is soft beneath my back, his body hard at my front. The barrier of his shorts is too much, so I reach down between us with trembling fingers.
Aries pulls back and takes my hands. “Are you afraid?” he questions.
“I—Yes. I’ve never—” Embarrassment flushes my cheeks.
His eyes widen. “You’ve never been with a man?”
“No. Solo play only over here,” I say then instantly wish I could disappear. Seriously. Can I not have one sexually tense moment where I don’t put my foot in my mouth?
Aries is silent, so I try to wriggle away without losing the towel that’s somehow still attached to my body. “Listen, I get it. I’m not experienced, you don’t—”
In a blur of movement, he crushes his lips to mine, hands tightening around my wrists as his tongue dances with mine. Passion. Heat. It burns through me, incinerating my embarrassment.
“Will you let me be your first?” he whispers against my lips. “Let me show you how you deserve to be worshiped?”
I swallow hard. This is going to end horribly. But how many times does a girl get the opportunity to be ravished by the king of all book boyfriends? “Okay,” I whisper.
Aries’s smile is blinding. He grips the top of my towel and opens it. I close my eyes, and he growls. When I open my eyes again, I see that scales have appeared along his shoulders and upper arms. They gleam in the light, a shimmering obsidian that steals my breath.
“Fucking perfection.” He leans down, and his scruff scrapes against my breast as his lips close around my nipple. I gasp. Wet heat scorches me as he draws the taut peak into his mouth. Pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever imagined possible shoots through my body like lightning.
Reflexively, I arch my back, desperate for more.
“Yes,” I whisper, reaching up to run my hands over the scales still coating his shoulders. He shivers, barely suppressing a groan, and I revel in the power I hold over such a mighty creature.
Aries’ hands slide down my body to my thighs. His lips trail down my body, over my belly, my hip, until he settles between my legs.
My breath catches in my chest when he looks up at me, eyes blazing blue fire. “I’ve dreamt of laying you out like this,” he says quietly. “Of feasting on you until you come.” His breath is hot against my core as the throbbing between my legs becomes unbearable.
I’m completely bare to him in a way I’ve never been to any man before, yet when he looks at me, I’ve never felt more confident. And when he leans down and runs his tongue over my clit, my release combusts.
“Yes,” I scream, arching up as his mouth closes around me.
Aries moans, the hum of his low voice vibrating against my sensitive skin, and I see freaking stars.
I come undone.
Broken.
Shattered.
Even after I’ve lost it, Aries continues running his tongue over my clit. Sucking, tasting,devouring,until my second release builds. He slides that talented tongue inside of me, plunging it deep into my body and stroking the tender flesh inside.
I call out his name, “Aries!” as I come for the second time in as many minutes.
Seriously. His mouth must be magic.
Because never, in my entire life, have Ieverfelt like this.
