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“I will answer,” she insisted and then gasped as he tugged her boots off her feet, then began to pull her pants down. God,hispheromones really were affecting her. She’d tell him just about anything to make him continue what he wasdoing.
“I don’t know if I trust you. You’ve lied before. Why not now?” He dropped her jeans onto the floor and then removed his shirt, tossing it down as well. He crawled back up her body, and she wrapped her arms around his back. Her cold fingers warmed instantly as they touched his hotskin.
“I swear, I’m telling the truth.” She panted as he traced one fingertip down her inner thigh, outlining her underwear before he hooked that finger under the fabric of her panties and began to tug themdown.
“I want to becompletelysure.” His silken tone sent ripples of erotic delight through her. Her panties and bra fell onto the floor, and she was lying completely bare beneathhim.
“Are you still afraid of me?” Rurik brushed the backs of his knuckles over one taut nipple. Her breasts were heavy, the nipples ready for his mouth, but she couldn’t ask him, couldn’t tell him what she needed. Saw a playful tenderness in his eyes, mixed with an inferno of desire. Then she understood. He was playing some game with her. His idea of interrogation wasn’t painful—it was intensely pleasurable. The more she resisted, the farther he would go. And that was what she wantedmost.
“Kiss me,” she urged in a desperate whisper, digging her nails into his shoulders. His green eyes changed, the pure color swirling with a honey gold. A dragon’s desire. It was so strong it changed the color of his eyes. She had a thousand questions, but when he dipped his head and nibbled her bottom lip, she decided they could be askedlater.
His gaze raked down her naked form. “I will have all of your secrets, just as I will haveyou.”
She’d never dreamed she would meet a man like Rurik, all firepower, and have him want her back like this. But he did. She could see the hunger in his eyes. This wicked foreplay was more than just a game. The stakes were climbing higher and higher, because she was falling in love withhim.
Rurik leaned over, kissing her ruthlessly, branding her as his, and she embraced it. She wanted to be his in every way. He slid one hand down, cupping her breast, kneading it gently. Then he moved that hand lower, cupping her ass, giving it a hard squeeze that sent jolts of pleasure through her. Then his hand slipped between her thighs, and one finger pushed into her wet, achingsex.
“Tight little thing, aren’t you?” he growled. “It is going to hurt to take you.” He bit her earlobe and tugged on it. She hissed and arched her back, pressing her breasts against hischest.
“Please, take me,” she moaned, and he growled low at the back of his throat. He shifted above her, unzipping his jeans. She lowered her head, watching him as he shucked off his jeans and boxers. The man was gorgeous. Fucking perfect, scars andall.
“Take a deep breath,” he warned her, his tone impossiblygentle.
She gasped as he started to enter her. When she tightened, he murmured sweet words she didn’t understand into her ear. But when he kissed her, images exploded in front of her eyes. Mountains wreathed in fiery-colored leaves, halls of empty palaces, the beating of his lonely heart—it was all there, just within reach. Charlotte plunged deep into him, bathing in his memories andsensations.
“Your mind…” Rurik whispered as he thrust into her over and over again. “It’s beautiful. I can see everything—I can seeyou.” He stared down at her, the edges of his lips curved in a boyish grin. Wonder filled his eyes. She felt the same way. They were tied together now, the bondsunbreakable.
“Rurik,faster.” Her body ached for a hint of roughness, a bit of that ferocity he seemed topromise.
He clasped her hands in his, lacing her fingers as he pinned her hands down on either side of her head. He rotated his hips, driving into her in entirely new angles. It made white dots dance in front of her eyes. She’d always fantasized about how she would lose her virginity, but she’d never believed any of those fantasies would cometrue.
“You’re perfect.” Rurik’s heavy accent showed just how close he was to losing control. He spoke again in Russian, leaned down to kiss her neck, and shemoaned.
“Bite me.” She needed to feel his teeth in her neck. “Now!”
Sharp pain hit her as he bit down. She screamed as her body went up in flames. It was as though she stood in the center of a blinding snowstorm, watching the glittering flakes envelop her, but there was an inferno at the heart of the storm. Rurik’s heart. She reached through the ice to touch thefire.
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As for you and your heart and the things you said and didn’t say, she will remember them all when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits. ?Peter S. Beagle,The Last Unicorn
Charlotte blinkedas the visions faded. It was the strangest thing in the world to see through another person’s eyes, to feel what he felt, to taste and smell everything he had. And she had shared those same experiences with Rurik, being a part of him in a way she didn’t know was possible. But it was. Now she was back in bed with him, that bond still in place even though she could no longer see his memories. Her body shook from the pleasure and the shock of what she’d just experienced withhim.
“What…was that?” She lifted her head and tensed when she felt him move inside her. Her body was raw and sore down there, but it still feltgood.
“I…” Rurik paused and then closed his eyes, a shaky breath escaping him before his dark lashes flew upagain.
“What happened? That wasn’t dragon pheromone–related, was it?” she asked, unable to resist her natural scientificcuriosity.
A ghost of a smile passed his lips. “It wasn’t. I don’t know where you heard that. The pheromones we give off don’t have any effect on humans or even our ownmates.”
“Really?” She shifted beneath him and winced again. “But I was told that dragons are irresistible, that women throw themselves atyou…”
His soft laugh made her face flame withembarrassment.
“If that was true, women would have been flocking to me while were walking around the city. But that didn’thappen.”
“Then why do I get all fuzzy-headed whenever you kiss me?” She felt really stupid now. If that was true, the synthetic pheromones they’d engineered in the lab wouldn’t have had any effect. What was happening toher?
