Page 134 of Happily Ever Witch
Christ, he thought so, too.
“Your skin is green, like mine.” She whispered. “I see it beneath the mist.”
In this form, his body shimmered with iridescent scales in every possible shade of green, from grass to forest to sea. But the color still wasn’t anywhere close to the magic of hers.
Trevelyan’s mouth moved down her curves. No one else in the world had skin like his mate. It looked perfect. Felt perfect. Smelled perfect. Itwasperfect. He wanted to lick every inch of it, so that’s what he did. In his dragon-form, his tongue was longer. Forked.
When it slid between her legs, Esmeralda made a sound of absolute rapture. “Please.”
Oh, dragons loved it when their captives begged.
She arched, her pretty black fingernails sliding through his hair. The touch was like a balm, soothing and warm. His palms lifted her hips, angling her for his mouth. She tasted just as sweet as he knew she would.
“Trev.” She breathed in awe. Her whole body trembled as he feasted. “Oh my God… Oh myGod. Ohmygod!” The orgasm rushed over her less than a second later.
Esmeralda shrieked with surprise and ecstasy. One of her larger-than-normal hands slammed into the wall, cracking the foundation of the mountain above them. She didn’t seem to even notice the colossal use of magic, her eyes closed in bliss.
Trevelyan had always been an arrogant bastard. (Although, was itreallyarrogance, if you were legitimately great at everything?) Still, at that moment, he’d never felt more smugly pleased with himself.
“You didn’t even make it to the first stroke, that time.” He moved back up her body, like the predator he was. “Are yousureyou don’t want to just submit, darling?”
Esmeralda responded by vanishing right out of his arms.
The dragon snarled in lust. Trevelyan totally agreed. Bedding his mate was always a challenge. He loved that too, even as it frustrated the hell out of him.
Esmeralda reappeared just out of reach. “How come I never get to chase you?” She asked breathlessly.
“We can play that game later.” He glided after her, his eyes hot.
She probably would have responded with some wiseass remark, but she got distracted by the sight of his erection. He had no idea how she’d missed it before. Aroused dragons weren’t small. Apparently, she’d been preoccupied with the swirling green smoke around his inhuman form and the sinister cast of his elongated features.
She blinked. “Um… I can make myself bigger if…”
The dragon was already on her. It took him less than a second to have her back on the ground. “Oh, I’ll make it fit.” He promised her, careful not to harm her extraordinary skin.
Esmeralda gave a gasp of surprise, like she hadn’t expected him to move so fast. She was even more shocked when he flipped her over onto her stomach and pressed against her.
One of Trevelyan’s hands lifted her into position, while the other tangled in her thick green curls, keeping her in place. “You wanted me to take you like this, back in front of the fireplace. I could tell. Why did you stop me?”
“I don’t know. I guess…” She swallowed and he realized she was suddenly anxious. “I told you, I’ve never had sex this way, right?”
Tenderness struck from out of nowhere. He had truly never been with anyone so innocent. “Well, this is your first time, then.” He teased, just to distract her from her nerves. “Excellent! Dragons love defiling virgins.”
Esmeralda flashed him a glare over her shoulder, forgetting her nerves. “Oh, shut up, Trev.”
He chuckled. Sex with her really was fun. His hand glided up the interior of her leg. “If it helps you get through this ordeal, just remind yourself that your evil mate is making you do all these Bad things. He’s mostly an animal and he wants to claim you like one.”
Her breathing changed, getting choppier, as his fingers eased inside her wet core. She made a small sound that had him growling with pleasure.
“That’s right.” Trevelyan’s mouth found the edge of her ear, even as his fingers slid in and out of her. “See, you can be a Good girl. Just submit, darling. Give me what’s mine.”
“Shit.” Her body grew even hotter, aroused by his words and his touch. “Your dominance kink is extremely twisted and wrong.”
“Yes, I like it, too.”
“A Good girl wouldnotsubmit to a dragon. Just so you know.” She undulated against him, like she just couldn’t help herself and met his eyes over her shoulder. “Luckily for you, I’m fifty-one percent wicked and you kind of inspire me.” Her grin was filled with playful Badness. “Sir.”
His brain short-circuited. The woman was going to be the death of him. It was inevitable. “I need you, now.” His voice was completely inhuman, the most bestial part of him seizing control. “Open your legs wider. There we are.” He removed his hand and positioned himself behind her, his claws still clutching her hair. “Ready?”
