Page 61 of Driven By Dragonblood
Claim.
Powerless against the onslaught of commanding desire, I pulled her upright, her long hair cascading around us as I stood, intent on locking the goddamn door like I should have done before touching her in any way. Her legs circled around my waist, but I grasped her nape to keep from devouring her mouth as I strode across the office, my focus riveted by her golden-brown eyes, glazed by her need to come.
I pushed her back against the door, trapping her with my body. Sharing heavy breaths, we stilled—hovered on the edge of a cliff I had no power to stop us from tumbling over together. My heart thrummed in harmony with hers beneath the soft breasts pressed against my chest.
The sweetness and heat of her panted exhales caressed my lips, my aching dick throbbing against the damn confines of my slacks and the pussy they kept me from plundering.
She ownedme. I could feel the absolute truth inside my soul, and there would be no denying that truth or the desperate desire to claim her in return.
Take what has been meant for us since the beginning of time.
Eloquent fucker?—
She squeezed her legs around me. “Please,” she whimpered, fingers clutching at my shoulders with an ungodly strength that would mark my skin.
I relished in the touch, hissed over how her arousal dictated my need to ease the ache as I’d taken out my frustration on her lush ass that I gripped with equally bruising force.
Bury us inside her warmth.
“Yes,” she whispered as though my inner voice had spokenaloud, snaking a hand between us to grasp my straining dick in her strong grip.
I hissed.
“Take what you crave, my alpha.” She squeezed my length.
My eyes rolled back into my head as I bucked into her grasp, fighting to hold onto my sanity. But her touch, the rightness of having this woman in my arms?—
“Fuck.”
“Mmm.” Her murmured agreement caused more pre-cum to leak from my slit, and I shuddered as the beast inside me pushed for more—freedom and pleasure, the right to exist and claim as fate intended.
Control slid from my grasp.
The thing roared, darkness sweeping through my limbs, numbing my mind to all but claiming.
Taking.
Breeding.
I ripped my slacks, freeing my dick one-handed, the other palming one of her ass cheeks and lifting her higher.
A single thrust buried me inside her welcoming, slick clutches, and we gasped, eyes locked.
A sense of coming home warmed my chest, and we stilled, sharing breath and heartbeat, deeper parts of us seeming to weave around each other far beyond how we physically connected.
Yessss.
Satisfaction coursed through me twofold, a heady yearning to give and fulfill the beautiful creature in my arms who stared at me as though I’d hung the moon in her night sky. She owned me, my vocal cords lost in the wave of longing flooding through the otherworldly tether bonding us together.
Move. Two voices echoed as one between my ears, and powerless against the onslaught of raw desire, I obeyed.
I slid out to my swollen head, her clutching walls sending a rush of adrenaline through me so strong my entire body shook. Lost to lust, I thrust deep. “Goddamn—” I captured her mouth, lips bruising, insatiable hunger driving my hips up and into her, over and over, desperate to mate with this young woman I knew nothing about.
The sweet scent of her flooded my lungs, the taste of her soft tongue igniting a craving deep inside me that would never be satisfied.
Delicious.
Indeed, she was the embodiment of a goddess, perfect in every way.
