Page 87 of To Spark a Dragon's Love
I gripped the gold beneath me, crying out as I came too close to the edge just to be brought down again. Over and over until my core started to clench around nothing, the orgasm taking me by surprise.
“Malachy, I…”
“I know what you need.” He turned me back over, lining his perfect cock up against my soaking sex. The cold coins bit into my back as I deliriously grabbed for his arms to hold onto, arching to give him access.
Wait… You’re supposed to tell him.
I groaned as I planted my hands against his chest. “Hang on a second.” I struggled to think. “Your third ridge. I need…”
A frown marred his brow and beautiful lips. “You’re not satisfied.”
“God, it’s not that.” My cheeks were flaming red. I had to do this. Now. He deserved to know the truth. “There were some complications with Harper’s birth and I almost died.”
Malachy’s nostrils flared.
Ugh, this is really not sexy.
“And I can’t get pregnant,” I blurted out.
I couldn’t read his expression because I’d squeezed my eyes shut. A painfully long second or two later, I forced them open.
“It’s okay if you need time to process this or whatever.” I looked around for my discarded shirt, realizing I was a complete asshole for not telling him thisbeforethat orgasm.
Malachy caught my wrist just as my fingers closed around the material.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
The smile on his face was the brightest I’d ever seen and I couldn’t help but smile back.
“I didn’t mean to hide that from you,” I said. “Wait… What are you doing?”
Malachy lowered his mouth to my throat and his claiming mark while he dragged the silken head of his cock around my clit. “You asked me what I wanted.” He spoke against my skin. “I want to fill you up and stretch you out until your screams echo through this cave.”
I nodded because I wanted that too. “But what about the pregnancy thing?”
“I don’t want any more kids.” He notched in his cock and then pushed in with one thrust all the way to the first ridge, making a delicious burn spread through my body.
I couldn’t even focus to ask him what he meant by‘any more.’
Later, there’d be time for words.
By the time my body stretched to accommodate the massive third ridge that swelled harder as I came screaming and shaking around him, I could barely make real sounds at all.
I only knew I was ruined in all the best ways and I’d never be filled like this—neither my body nor my heart—by anyone else.
∞
Come to me.
I flinched, jerking myself awake. The pile of gold shifted underneath me. A coin dropped away from my breast, leaving the imprint of some dead dignitary behind.
“What is it?” Malachy grumbled as he pulled me back to his chest. His leg and arm were a possessive brace against me leaving. The warmth he radiated was a cocoon of safety. A leathery, heady, masculine musk that wrapped itself around me.
I’d lost track of the hours down here in the cave and my body ached in delicious ways, but it was time to face reality again.
Plus, I needed to check on Harper.
“It’s nothing.” I shook my head, still shaking off the fleeting remnants from that dream voice. I swore I was starting to lose my mind.
