Page 17 of Having the Dragon's Baby

Her heart pounded as their lips touched.

It was unlike any kiss she had ever experienced.

Her body vibrated with pleasure as they connected. The kiss was slow and deep, but only for a moment.

The energy from him surged through her, creating a hunger for more than just his lips.

She decided there was no use in holding back any longer. Rachel pressed herself against Marcus, expressing her urgency and desire for more.

He responded by kissing her deeper, pushing his tongue into her mouth. Rachel’s lips parted without defiance and let him explore her as her own tongue tangled around his.

He moved his hand from her face to the back of her neck, holding her close as his other hand pressed against the small of her back, restricting her from going anywhere.

It was unnecessary because Rachel had no intention of pulling away. The connection between them was intoxicating, and she was more than willing to give herself completely to it.

She ran her hand up his thigh and felt his impressive bulge hardening through his pants. A groan rumbled low in his chest as she gripped his cock.

Marcus slowly laid Rachel back on the couch as he pressed into her.

Fear and doubt had been long gone. She knew what she wanted and had never been more sure of anything until now.

This is what she had been waiting for. A child and a chance at change. Marcus offered both and much more.

She closed her eyes and gave in to her inner calling, letting passion rule her.

EIGHT

MARCUS

Marcus was in a really good mood, even though he was in the middle of a meeting. He wasn't going to allow that to ruin the high he was sitting on. And the topic certainly was the type that would sour his mood quickly. He was trying to at least stay in a decent frame of mind for most of it.

Someone cleared their throat, and he turned his attention to his beta, who gave him a look of are you paying attention? He had probably zoned out again, and it wasn't the first time in the meeting either. He kept thinking back to last night, making his dragon flare with every memory.

"Sorry, my mind was elsewhere," he said, readjusting himself in his chair. He fiddled with his shirt, trying to at least look like he wasn't daydreaming about fucking Rachel again.

He kept picturing her orgasming over and over. He could hear her moaning and the way she told him she was close. It gave him a hard-on just thinking about it.

"We know," Lucas smirked as he leaned forward in his chair. "Care to share? Anything you want to tell us?"

He thought about how much he cared about her. He smiled to himself, picturing her naked in his bed. He wished he was still there instead of at the meeting.

He had a really hard time leaving Rachel when he woke up this morning and saw her. He couldn't help but grin. Her ass was the most perfect one under the sun, and her nipples shined in the light. To pull away from her hurt.

Marcus had taken a shower after he slipped out of bed, hating the fact he was about to clean her scent off him, but he needed to focus, and having her smell clinging to him would pull his attention away from a serious problem. So he painfully pulled himself into new clothes and headed out.

He'd written her a note and left it on the side of the bed. He just wanted to inform her he was going to be gone at a meeting most of the morning and not to worry. If she needed to go anywhere, she was free to, but he would be back, hopefully soon.

He also said in the letter that he would be available if she needed him during his time away. He had his phone on him in case she called or panicked to see he'd left her. He wasn't the type that liked to leave in the morning, but he didn't have a choice.

Sighing, he looked at the guys, feeling like the meeting had already been going on forever. He'd only been there a little while, and the meeting hadn't gotten far because he kept letting his mind slip away.

He straightened his back and quickly shook his head. He needed to focus if he wanted the meeting to be over so he could get back to Rachel. His dragon thrashed in protest at waiting any longer.

Ignoring his dragon, Marcus leaned forward in his chair. "All right, sorry, where were we?"

"We …" his beta, Vincent, said, waving a hand around the group while raising his eyebrows, "were chatting about what we were going to do about all the missing shifters. There was another one reported last night. A young guy went out for an evening run and never returned home. His mate reported it early this morning."

Lucas nodded, leaning forward in his chair. He was a taller man with short brown hair, but another person Marcus trusted. "She was pretty upset and wanted to know why we weren't handling this with more concern."

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