Dragon Heat 1 - Dead Sexy Dragon (8 page)

With deep breaths and clenched fists, he managed to

keep his orgasm in check but his balls ached something

fierce at the abrupt interruption. Cora slid her hands up

and down his thighs and gazed up at him questioningly. He

caressed her face and brushed his thumb over her swollen

lower lip. A flush of exertion tinged her cheeks the

prettiest shade of pink. Desire darkened her irises.

Wordlessly, Stig reached down and lifted her off the

floor. He cupped her backside with one hand and the back

of a thigh with another as she wound her legs around his

waist. She grasped his twitching cock and guided it to the

slick entrance of her sex. He held her in place, hovering

mere centimeters from penetration as she teased the

sensitive head of his penis against her wet folds. She

nuzzled her mouth against his. Their noses touched briefly

as she flicked her tongue against his upper lip.

Stig shifted Cora slightly to press the head of his cock

between those slick, swollen pussy lips. He rocked his

hips and impaled her on his shaft. She exhaled with pure

ecstasy. Stig’s eyelids lowered as Cora gently stroked his

cheek and kissed him tenderly. The sweet, gentle purity of

it stole his breath. He swept a loving hand along the

smooth curve of her back.

Cora wound her arms behind his neck and braced her

feet on the stone wall. She pushed against it to aid her

rhythmic up and down movements. Stig’s arms flexed as

he bore her weight, enabling her to bounce as fast or as

slow as she desired. She made love to his mouth, her

tongue sensually sliding against his.

There was something so incredibly erotic about the

rattling chains punctuating their languid movements. They

scraped against the stone and jangled loudly. Stig had

never played the part of the bound lover. The novelty of

being completely at Cora’s mercy heightened the illicit

nature of their tryst. Visions of someday securing her to a

wall and ravishing her flitted through his mind.

Cora pressed her cheek to his. Staccato breaths tickled

his ear. Her thighs tightened around his waist. Fingernails

bit into his skin. Recognizing all the signs of impending

orgasm, Stig grasped her ass and pounded into her. He

wanted to hear her screams ricochet throughout the cavern.

He wanted to feel her sweet cunt milking his cock.

“Stig!” Cora shouted his name a fraction of a second

before she came. She undulated wildly and clawed at him.

He didn’t dare slow the pace of his thrusts. Head thrown

back, she yelled his name over and over. He lowered his

mouth to a pebbled nipple and sucked it between his lips,

rolling his tongue over the peak, torturing her with the

sensual movement. She cried out shrilly at the unexpected

suckling and came again.

The pulsing sheath clasping at his cock drove him mad.

There was no holding back the climax rushing through him.

His entire body went rigid as he slammed deep inside her

tight pussy and shot jets of hot cum. His body hummed

with the strangest vibrations, vibrations that seemed to

emanate from the very stones beneath his bare feet. It was

as if they’d come from the Earth herself. A sense of

completeness saturated every fiber of his being.

Stig slowly crumpled to the ground and carefully took

Cora with him. She shifted until she sat sideways across

his lap. Her head rested against his shoulder. He caressed

her soft hair and kissed her temple.

“Do you have to stay here all night?”

“Yes. The locks won’t open until morning.” Even if he

could have unlocked them, Stig wouldn’t have. Although

he felt less feral under Cora’s constant touch, he couldn’t

take the risk. If she stopped touching him…

“Then I’ll stay.” Cora snuggled closer and smiled

contentedly.

He started to tell her she didn’t need to make such a

grand gesture but stopped himself. Honestly he liked her

company. He’d been so lonely. Her warm, nubile body

cradled in his arm presented a stark contrast to his normal

solitude.

Cora’s startling effect on him in his dragon state proved

what he’d always suspected. She
was
special and

precious. He began to suspect that the way her body called

to him was about more than just simple attraction. This

little human had tempted him to break the covenants of his

blood oath to the Brotherhood and he didn’t regret the rash

decision one bit.

He claimed her mouth with a grateful kiss. “Thank you.

It won’t be comfortable, though. Probably going to be a

long night.”

She grinned up at him and ran her finger along his jaw.

“Oh, I can think of a few ways to pass the time.”

His brow arched as he smiled amusedly. “Care to

elaborate?”

Cora’s sneaky little fingers meandered down his

stomach and eventually found their way to his already

stiffening erection. He hissed as they brushed against the

sensitive crown of his cock. Her eyes glinted

mischievously.

It was going to be one very long night indeed.

Chapter Five

Cora woke to the annoying beep of an alarm. She

squinted at her unusual surroundings. The chainsaw snore

of the man draped along her back cleared her fuzzy mind.

She glanced down at the tanned arm curled around her

waist. The bizarre orange coloring had fled with daylight.

She swept her fingers over the skin and tried to reconcile

the unreal experience of the night prior.

Stig was a dragon.

The statement was no less surreal now. The man she’d

loved from afar for so long was a creature of myth and

fantasy. It should have freaked her out, but she found it

oddly fascinating and exciting. More importantly it was a

secret Stig had shared with her and no other human. That

he trusted her enough to tell her such a thing spoke

volumes. It was a confidence she wouldn’t dare break.

He stirred behind her. His deep inhale ruffled the fine

hairs along her neck. She shivered as his soft lips trailed

gentle kisses along the curve of her shoulder. His hand

slid around and tenderly clasped her breast. He caressed

the nipple with the pad of his thumb until the peak stood at

attention. When he nibbled her earlobe, Cora moaned and

pressed back against the erection jutting between the

cheeks of her bottom. An illicit thrill shook her core. They

hadn’t done
that
yet but it was definitely something she

wanted to try.

Stig chuckled low, his voice still a bit raspy, and

nipped at her shoulder. “Let’s go upstairs. Do this

someplace a bit more comfortable.”

Cora wholeheartedly agreed with his suggestion. A

night on the cold stone floor left her body stiff and a bit

sore. It was nothing a nice hot shower with Stig wouldn’t

cure, though.

Stig shed his cuffs and helped her stand. Hand in hand,

they made their way upstairs, Cora one step behind him.

She wished it wasn’t so damn dark. The view of his

flexing backside would have been unbelievable from that

angle. She didn’t hold back the urge to reach out and pinch

him as they stepped into the kitchen. Stig yelped, spun

around with superhuman speed, and tossed her over his

shoulder. He playfully swatted her derriere, eliciting a

squeal from her. She tried to wiggle free but it was no use.

Once Stig clamped that big hand across her ass, she was

his prisoner. There was nothing to do but allow him to cart

her upstairs.

He carefully set her down in the bathroom. Cora looped

her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a long

kiss that led to another and things got heated quickly. Amid

the groping hands and sighs of pleasure, Cora managed to

squirm free long enough to turn on the water and adjust the

temperature.

Stig scooped her up again and placed her in the shower.

The hot water felt so good pounding against her sore

muscles and joints. Stig’s big hands felt even better as they

kneaded her shoulders. His lips skimmed her neck and

cheek. She turned into his searching mouth and found his

kiss. He seemed gentler and less aggressive this morning

as he sensually devoured her lips. Apparently his dragon

form affected his libido and demeanor. Cora liked that he

could be animalistic and wild one night and sweet and

tender the next morning.

They spread soapy suds along one another’s bodies.

She enjoyed running her lathered mitts over his muscled

chest and arms. Last night had seemed so fantastical and

otherworldly. This hot, steamy shared shower seemed

much more real. No wings, no scales, no snout, and no

chains. They were a normal couple enjoying a morning

tryst.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of Stig’s

fingertips gliding over her skin. His hand probed between

her thighs. His slick fingers slid between the folds and

teased over her clit. She pushed back against him in

encouragement of his exploration. He strummed just

enough to get her worked up and then carefully directed

her beneath the shower spray.

Cora protested with an annoyed groan. Stig pressed a

kiss to her pout. “Patience.”

She didn’t much care for that answer but she rather

liked being toweled off by him. Stig blotted her skin with

one of his super-soft bath towels and made sure to trail his

warm lips over the areas he’d just dried. He ghosted a

kiss over her bare mound. She leaned back against the

counter and widened her thighs, allowing him better

access. His tongue swiped the length of her pussy before

slowly circling her sensitive clitoris. He sucked and

licked until the little pink button distended.

Cora gripped the counter and rose on tippy toes to press

her pulsing sex against his tantalizing mouth. He slid a pair

of fingers into her and pumped them in a steady rhythm.

Flutters of ecstasy rocked her core. Every lick drove her

nearer to the edge. Every thrust of his thick fingers in her

slippery channel sent shock waves straight to her clit.

“Stig. Oh, God. Please. Please!”

Stig’s firm tongue flicked faster. Coupled with his

thrusting hand, it sent her rocketing over the precipice.

Head thrown back, Cora came with a scream. Her bottom

bounced on the countertop as she tried to wring every last

second of pleasure from his mouth and hand. When she

could take no more, she collapsed back against the mirror,

her head bumping a little too hard. She winced. Stig

chuckled and kissed the inside of her thighs. Annoyed at

his amusement, she lightly tugged his earlobe.

“Ow.” Stig playfully nipped the side of her knee. He

rose to his feet and wrapped his big, strong arms around

her waist. He nuzzled close to her ear. “Your pussy tastes

so fucking good.”

Cora shivered with wicked delight at his dirty words.

She melted into his dizzying kisses. It was such a naughty

turn-on to taste herself on his lips. She pressed her breasts

to his chest. The crisp hairs rasped her sensitive nipples

and made her groan with need. “Take me to bed.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. He swept her up and

with a few long strides deposited her in the center of his

bed. Stig crawled onto the mattress and hovered over her

naked body. She was struck by his similarity to a sleek,

prowling cat. He stared down at her, his eyes dark and

hungry. She blushed beneath his intense gaze.

“You’re so pretty when you go pink like that.” He

smiled and brushed a soft kiss over her mouth. “Don’t

move.”

Cora watched as Stig slid from the bed and walked

over to the closet. His pert ass looked absolutely yummy,

the muscles flexing with each step. He disappeared into

the closet and reappeared a few moments later with a

handful of ties. Cora’s eyebrows lifted in curiosity.

“Ties?”

Stig smiled wickedly as he climbed back onto the bed.

“Last night I was in chains.”

“So this morning I’m in silk ties?”

“Exactly.”

Cora’s tummy did a wild flip at the prospect of being

bound and at his mercy. She happily lay back and waited

for the whisper-soft fabric to touch her skin. Stig started

with her ankles and bound them to the corners of the

slotted wooden footboard. Her thighs were wide open but

not uncomfortably so. He captured her wrists in one strong

hand and expertly wrapped them in the silken lengths.

With a few quick knots, he bound her to the headboard.

She gave a little tug to test the bonds. They were tight

but if she tried hard enough, Cora figured she could get

loose. The knowledge she could free herself if necessary

gave her the sense of security she needed to enjoy the

experience in full.

Cora’s eyelids lowered. She enjoyed the wonderful

sensations Stig evoked with his mouth and hands. His lips

skimmed her collarbone and rode the curve of her full

breasts. He sucked the taut peak between his lips and