Page 84 of The Mating Claim
“Sex.”
Now the flush returned to her pretty cheeks, turning them scarlet. “Too much sex cannot be a goodthing.”
“Have you ever tried it?” He leaned across the table, fascinated by the change in her. “Have you ever spent an entire night in bed with one partner, making love until the dawn broke and streamed colors into yourbedroom?”
She gave him a pointed look. “Short term memory loss wizard? Remember the debacle at my work, with my ex? I’ve never spent a minute in bed with a lover, let alone an entirenight.”
His nostrils flared, and caught the delicate scent of vanilla surrounding her. “I hadforgotten.”
“No matter.” Lacey toyed with her water glass. “We can talk about something else. Talking about sex in public isn’tpolite.”
“I thought Skins enjoyed sex, from what I can recall.” Drust looked around, spotted a young couple with gold bands around their ringfingers.
“Are you two married?” he blurtedout.
They smiled and the man gazed at his wife. “Newlyweds.”
Perfect.
“Do you enjoy spending all night making love? Sex is one of life’s pleasures.” Drust inclined his head toward a now crimson-faced Lacey. “I am trying to convince my partner that overindulgence of sex can be a good thing. What do youthink?”
The woman’s eyes widened and the man sputtered. “Yeah… Iguess.”
“Drust,” Laceyhissed.
His smile widened. “Sex, like a good meal, is something to be savored, but if one is hungry, then why deny the pleasure? Do youagree?”
The man grinned. “Yeah, sounds good to me,” as his wife sank deeper into herchair.
“Thank you for your opinion.” He considered. “Should I convince my partner that sex following a meal is mostdelightful?”
The man’s grin widened. “Why not? Skip the dessert and go straight for the dessert, if you know what Imean?”
“Indeed,” he murmured. “Enjoy the rest of yourmeal.”
Drust signaled to the waiter and in a low voice, told him to add the couple’s meal to histab.
But his smile dropped when he realized how red-faced she was. Tension made her shouldersrigid.
“I know what I am, and who I am. But mocking my lack of sexual experience is beneath you, Drust. I’d expect the same from my asshole ex-boyfriend. Not you. You’re a wizard and you’re in control and confident. I thought you were being nice to me and treating me nice. What’s wrong withyou?”
You are. You scramble my senses and turn me inside out. I cannot think of anything else but you, and desiring you in mybed.
“I was teasing, Lacey,” he said quietly. “My apologies. It has been a long time since I’ve been in the company of a beautiful woman. I was not mocking you, but finding a way to joke about my own …frustrations.”
She rolled her eyes. “Right. You aren’t interested in me, Drust. I couldn’t have put out more signals last night if I were a road repair crew. But you made it clear there’s nothing between us. Or can be nothing between us because you have to focus on saving my life. So why joke aboutsex?”
“You are quite wrong. There is something between us. Something deep and rich that deserves more than a mere tumble inbed.”
Oh hell, he was, as Xavier put it, on a roll. Drust let it allout.
He took her hand and held it, his feelings burning in his gaze. Drust lowered his voice. “I want you, as a man wants you. I want to taste you and feel your skin, and bring you to the burning heights of pleasure until you cannot leave my bed. Until we both lie exhausted from pleasure, and you know the passion that comes from being well-loved. I want to open your thighs and sink my cock deep into your body and claim every luscious inch of you. I want to thrust inside you and hear you cry out my name as you climax, and make you come over and over as I watch the passion darken your lovely eyes. I want to make you burn as a dragon burns. And when we are finished, kiss you all over and begin anew until dawn streaks thesky.”
Her mouth opened and her pupils widened, a clear sign of her own desire. But he was not finished. Notyet.
“I have flown with you in the sky, but have you ever made love in the sky? We dragon can, and it is…exotic. But that is notall.
“I want you in my bed, not for one night, but hundreds of nights. To fall asleep in your arms and wake up to see you next to my pillow. To breed you and make babies with you, children who will be our unique legacy. I want to grow old with you, and watch our grandbabies and great-grandbabies play at our feet. And finally, when it is our time to leave this earth, to soar toward the sun with you until we burst into flames and our ashes cover the earth, our souls entwining as we fly to Tir Na-nog.”
