Page 22 of The Mating Magic
Chase cupped the back of her head as he devoured her mouth, licking andteasing.
When he released her, Evie was the one touching him, her palms flattened against his chest. Her mouth against his skin, trailing tiny kisses over the hard line of his jaw, histhroat.
A sharp intake of breath as she saw the blue dragon marking the upper right quadrant of hischest.
Her soft palm rested on his thigh. “Drust’s mark, the one he gave you upon becoming his apprentice. I’ve seen it but never asked. Did ithurt?”
A quiet statement. He nodded. “Alittle.”
More like a hot knife driven into his skin, but he didn’t want to distressher.
Moisture gathered in her eyes. Chase reached up and wiped a tear threatening to spill from her eyes. “Don’t cry,sweetheart.”
“I feel like this is a dream and I’ll wake up and it will all be over,” she whispered. “After your parents’ party I resigned myself to never being with youagain.”
Chase held her gaze, willing her to see the truth. “I won’t let go, Evie. You’re the one woman who’s accepted me for who I am, not for my family’s name or prestige. When I’m with you, I have strength I never knew I possessed. You make me want to be a bettermale.”
She gave him a little push so he fell against the bed on his back. Evie bent her head and kissed his dragon marking, her soft, warm mouth sliding over the ink. Then she continued kissing him down the length of hisbody.
Those tender kisses ignited a fire inside him he knew would never dampen. She kissed the inside of his thigh, need flaring to the point ofpain.
Evie stopped and stroked a finger along the underside of his rigidcock.
He dragged in a deep breath as she encased his erection in her hand and took him into hermouth.
Closing his eyes, he let his head drop back as her sweet mouth caressedhim.
The exquisite pleasure of Evie, her scent swimming in his nostrils, the softness of her lips against his aching flesh, the little humming sound she made, drove him wild. Her pink tongue delicately flicked the rounded knob of his strainingcock.
Desperate to get inside her, he pulled away. Evie sat back, hair tumbling around her shoulders, pink suffusing her cheeks. His gaze dropped to the lush swell of her breasts, rose pink nipples standing to points. She looked so pretty. So sexy. Feeling the last of his control fracture, he fisted his hands to control theirshaking.
He wanted to take her hard andfast.
He wanted to make the pleasure last,too.
Chase reached for her, his Evie, the one woman he knew he’d wantforever.
However long foreverlasted.
Chase was notlike other dragons she knew. Right now he was nearly as powerful as Drust himself. But here, in bed, he would always be her Chase, the good-natured male who won her heart when he’d gallantly insisted on walking on their first date after discovering her malformed wing. Never making her feel inferior or self-conscious, only loving her for who shewas.
Evie wanted this dragon badly, skin to skin, their naked bodies sweat-slicked and rubbing against each other. Lacey had said Chase needed to regain his humanity again, the one thing that could savehim.
Perhaps making love would help, remind him of hismortality.
They rolled on the bed, tanglingtogether.
Chase touched her, his palms skimming up the small of her back, stroking the curve of her spine. “I love it when I get you all wet and ready for me,” he muttered against her mouth. “I love those little cries you make when youcome.”
Then he fisted a hand in her hair, bent her head back and kissed her with such passion, she could barely breathe. Evie could think of nothing but Chase, his spicy taste in her mouth as he kissed her hard and deep, his skin slick and firm against hers, the silky hairs on his naked thighs rubbing againsthers.
He stopped a minute, worry creasing his brow. “Am I toorough?”
In answer, she pulled him down to her again. Evie opened her thighs, exposing herself to him, the first man she’d ever given her body to. Chase slipped a hand between her legs and caressed her, drawing a finger through her swollen folds. Little gasps came from her mouth as she clutched him, her mouth tasting the salty slickness of the hard curve of his shoulder. Evie nipped him lightly, earning a deep groan. With a thumb, he teased her clit and then sank a finger deep inside her. Every delicious stroke worked incredible magick on her, cranking the sweet tension higher until she was panting. She was so close,close…
Chase’s mouth encased her nipple. He bitlightly.
Screaming, she shattered from the pleasure, her nails digging into the hard muscles of hisback.
