Page 39 of The Dragon and Her Thief
“I wondered where you went,” Kelsey murmured, a hint of a smile in her voice as she rested back into Mythia’s embrace. Satisfaction swelled inside Mythia’s chest. Her mate was accepting her.
“Was my mate missing me?” Mythia inhaled the light floral scent lingering on her mate’s neck.
“I was. I don’t think I like waking up without you next to me,” Kelsey admitted softly. She pulled her hair to the opposite side of her neck as if to offer it to Mythia.
“Just know that if I do have to leave before you wake, I will always return to you.” Mythia’s tongue glided along her soft skin as her hand traveled up Kelsey’s stomach to her breasts.
Mythia growled. The mating bond was calling to her, demanding she claim her mate.
Not yet.
She hadn’t even revealed the hoard she had collected for Kelsey. Tonight, she would do so.
Dragon claiming tradition called for her to present the many treasures she had collected to her mate. If her mate was pleased and accepted, then she would claim her.
She grew slightly nervous.
What if everything she had wasn’t enough?
There had been a few rejections in the history of dragon claiming. Those dragons who were rejected by their mates had gone insane.
Mythia inhaled sharply. The fates wouldn’t do that to her. Kelsey was hers. If she wasn’t happy with the amount of treasure waiting for her, Mythia would scour the earth’s surface for even more gold, silver, and diamonds, until Kelsey would have no other choice but to accept her.
“You promise?” Kelsey’s quiet question rivaled something in Mythia.
Her gums burned and stretched as her sharp fangs burst forth. She scraped them along Kelsey’s skin, making her tremble.
“Always,” Mythia growled. This was one promise she would keep. The urge to pierce Kelsey’s neck was growing, but she would have to resist.
She brushed open the robe, exposing her beautiful mate’s body. The sun’s rays highlighted her tanned skin and rosy nipples. Mythia took her breast in her hand again, pinching Kelsey’s budded nipple. Her mate cried out and leaned her head back onto Mythia’s shoulder.
Mythia’s other hand lowered to Kelsey’s soft belly to her plump, parted lips, finding her mate’s pussy coated in her arousal. Groaning, Mythia slid her finger through the wetness, then rubbed it over Kelsey’s clit.
“Mine.” She nipped at her skin, but not enough to break it. She began rubbing small circles on Kelsey’s swollen bud.
“Yes, I’m yours,” Kelsey breathed. Her body arched off Mythia’s as she writhed in her arms.
Mythia increased her pace while applying more pressure to her bundle of nerves. She pinched and pulled on Kelsey’s nipple, making her moan.
“Take your pleasure, my love.”
Kelsey threw her head back and screamed. The tremors shook through her body so hard, Mythia had to tighten her hold to keep her from falling.
Finally, Kelsey fell back against Mythia, panting heavily. Mythia continued to rub in slow, rhythmic motions as she came down, enjoying the feel of Kelsey’s warm release.
Kelsey turned her face toward Mythia, seeking her lips. Mythia rewarded her with a deep, passionate kiss as she pulled her hand out from between Kelsey’s thighs.
Mythia spun them around and backed Kelsey up until the back of her legs hit the bed. She tore her lips from Kelsey’s and brought her fingers to her lips. Kelsey grew still, watching her lick each of her fingers clean of her release.
“You’re so fucking tasty,” Mythia chuckled, running her tongue along her middle finger, lapping up the last bit of cream.
Bending down, she lifted Kelsey up by the back of her thighs and laid her out on the bed. Spreading Kelsey’s legs wide, she covered her pussy with her mouth.
Kelsey rested her head against the crook of Mythia’s arm, their warm, naked bodies entwined together. Her breasts were pressed against Mythia’s, but she scooted even closer, not wanting any space between them.
Mythia’s fingers slowly trailed along Kelsey’s back. Even though it was soft, soothing sensations, it was also arousing.
How could she possibly be ready to again?
