Page 76 of Hidden Fate

He kissed me, the warmth of his love pouring into me. My tongue brushed his lips, eager to taste him. Groaning, he opened his mouth, and our tongues collided. He matched my every stroke, and his hand fisted the hair at the back of my neck, deepening our kiss.

But it wasn’t enough.

I needed all of him.

Slipping my hand under his shirt, I traced the curves of his muscles. With each brush of my fingers, the sizzle between us increased as his abs constricted, driving me wild. The rest of the world disappeared, along with all the anxiety and drama. He was my drug, and I was addicted, needing him more than I’d ever needed anything in my life.

He tore his mouth from mine and kissed down my jawline and neck. I leaned my head back, giving him better access. He paused at the juncture of my throat and collarbone, right where my pulse pounded against my neck, grazing his teeth along it.

My dragon roared as my head spun. Though we’d already claimed each other, solidifying our bond, there was something so possessive in that action that I became a puddle in his arms. Mind fuzzy, I lowered my hands, fumbling to unfasten his jeans,needingto touch him.

He chuckled, low and throaty, feeling every ounce of my desperation. He moved me backward a few steps until the thick trunk of a tree pressed against my back, giving me balance.

Finally, I unbuttoned his pants and pushed them and his boxers down. He sprang free, and I wrapped my hand around him.

Gods, you drive me crazy when you get like this,he purred as he leaned back and removed the shirt from my body.

I moaned in protest until he covered me again. His hand slipped around my back and unfastened my bra in one quick motion. He tossed it so it landed close to my shirt, and I moved my hand, stroking him.

He hissed, his body shivering. My dragon growled in approval as I slowed my pace to drive him wild.

He lowered his head, his mouth capturing my nipple as he grabbed the band of my elastic-waist shorts and pushed them and my panties down. His tongue rolled across my nipple, and I leaned my head back just as his fingers slipped between my legs, circling.

The sizzle of our connection and the way his mouth and hands worked my body had pleasure swirling through me. He teased and tormented me until my stomach clenched, and I quickened the pace of my hand on him, wanting to work him into a frenzy.

He groaned and opened his connection to me further. I reciprocated, and our emotions and sensations merged, becoming one. The friction built in me, bringing me to the edge. His fingers quickened, and ecstasy slammed into me and our bond. My body shook as he didn’t slow, freezing me in place and holding me at the mercy of his touch.

When the pleasure ebbed, a more desperate hunger took its place. That wasn’t all I needed.

Clutching his shirt, I spun around and slammed him against the tree. I didn’t try to be careful, just ripped the shirt off him. As the material revealed his perfectly toned chest, my body demanded another release, but with him.

I climbed him, wrapping my legs around his waist, and he sank right into me.

“You own me, Everly,” he whispered, a hand cupping my cheek as he moved inside me. “All of me. Forever.”

Rocking against him, I held eye contact. “I love you so much it hurts at times, and I’m so thankful I’m a dragon so I can experience every single one of those emotions.”

He pressed his hips into me and rolled, forcing me to lean back, but I wanted to watch him as we made love.

Taking our time, we enjoyed the slow buildup. We’d done it slowly before, but this was extra special. Not only had we claimed each other, but we had rings that signified our bond. A piece to carry with us even when we weren’t beside each other.

With locked gazes, we moved in sync, the friction building in us. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and we pressed our foreheads together, keeping our eyes on each other the entire time.

One of his hands cupped my breast as the buildup promised to explode, and when he gently ran a finger over my nipple, the orgasm rocked me. My body shivered as pleasure flooded between us, and the area around his eyes tightened. His mouth opened as his release joined mine.

Our breaths mingled as we watched each other come undone. The pleasure was constant and never-ending. We stayed that way, breathless, until our pulses calmed.

Then he kissed me…and I was ready to go again.

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It wasclose to ten before we managed to stop touching each other. We’d had sex four more times, each time better than the last, but we had to get back and see what else our allies might have learned.

Begrudgingly, I put my clothes and shoes back on, and Thorn found his pants ten feet away in some brush. I wasn’t sure how that had happened, but we’d had sex in a different position every time, so…yeah.

Thorn nodded toward the cabins, indicating he was ready to return, but all I could do was growl.

His brows furrowed. “What?”

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